Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Old Qiao, this thing is real," Chu Zekun asked Qiao Yongqian.

"It's true. This is a huge matter. Let's report it. We can make preparations in advance so that the losses can be reduced. We will report to the leaders in person," said Qiao Yongqian.

Chapter 196: Donkey Meat Roast

"Okay, I'll call now and see what time my boss has." Chu Zekun certainly knew that the matter was serious. Although the thief was not caught, after investigating the matter to this point, he understood it because the facts were right in front of him.

"Leader will be free in an hour. Let's go and wait for him now." Chu Zekun hung up the phone, and he and Qiao Yongqian left the office and got in the car.

"Old Qiao, Xiuqin's nephew is a lucky man. He went to the black market and discovered such a major thing for us," said Chu Zekun.

"It seems that the saying 'Those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future' is true. Da Biao was in the hospital for more than a month last winter and almost couldn't come back. He still has sequelae on his head. But since he came back, his luck has been much better. Some time ago, he and a colleague wiped out forty enemy spies. His colleague was seriously injured, but he was fine. A few days ago, in cooperation with comrades in the army to wipe out this gang of spies, he took three people to lure the enemy, but a cavalry company of enemies came. The four of them sniped tenaciously and cooperated with comrades in the army to wipe out the enemy. Two of his comrades were shot, and one of them was shot four or five times, but he was still fine," said Qiao Baozhong.

"Everyone says this is superstition, but there are some things that really cannot be explained, alas," Chu Zekun sighed.

Chu Zekun and Qiao Yongqian reported to the top leaders how they obtained the intelligence, handed over the intelligence, and explained the results of their investigation.

After receiving the intelligence, the senior leaders paid special attention to it and arranged some tasks in advance. The name Zhang Dabiao also appeared in the ears of the senior leaders for the first time.

Zhang Dabao returned to Chunfeng Hutong. Jia Dongxu had already returned. Zhang Dabao took out flour and donkey meat, wrote down what he had found from Xiaohongshu on paper, and asked Jia Dongxu to make steamed buns with the flour according to what he had written, while he cooked the meat according to the tutorial.

Jia Dongxu must like cooking very much. He sat there looking at the paper with the method written on it for an hour, and he looked at it very seriously. This was the first time that Zhang Dabao saw Jia Dongxu doing something seriously.

The donkey meat is cooking and the aroma is wafting out.

At half past four, Jia Dongxu finally started. It was his first time making fire cakes, and he did a good job.

He has memorized the method by heart. Mix flour with warm water to make dough, let it rest for about 30 minutes. Then cut it into small pieces.

The oil pastry is also prepared in a very good way, mixing two spoons of oil and two spoons of flour, with the exact amount, and Jia Dongxu is very serious about it. He rolls out a small dough, wraps it in the oil pastry and kneads it into a small dough; rolls it into a rectangular piece, applies a little oil on the four sides; folds the four sides; and then folds it in half.

Apply oil and fry until both sides are puffed up, and the steamed bun is ready. Huang Xinsheng helped Jia Dongxu. He watched the pan and picked up the cooked steamed bun and put it aside, while Jia Dongxu continued with his previous work.

At 95:, Room was bustling with activity. The first person to come back was He Yuzhu. He saw Jia Dongxu making fire cakes with great skill and almost rubbed his eyes blind. Is this Jia Dongxu? The Jia Dongxu who is incompetent at everything and eats everything without leaving any residue?

He had never seen Jia Dongxu like this before. He was so focused. The key was that the steamed buns were really well made. He Yuzhu picked up a cooked steamed bun and took a bite. It was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It was very delicious.

"Dongxu, have you done this before?" He Yuzhu asked carefully.

"I just learned the recipe my seventh uncle gave me. I tried it just now and it's pretty good," said Jia Dongxu.

"Isn't this okay? This is very okay, okay? Were you a pastry chef in your previous life?" He Yuzhu was stunned.

"Brother Zhuzi, chop the meat. I'll cut some green peppers. They will be back soon." Zhang Dabao called He Yuzhu who was still in a daze.

"Sister-in-law, come and eat some fire cakes." Zhang Dabiao saw Lou E'e coming back from outside with a small schoolbag, and hurriedly called her. Lou Xiao'e replied "OK", went home to put down the bag, and then came over.

At this time, Banggeng took the lead and ran to the backyard. "As soon as I smelled the fragrance, I knew there would be something delicious today. Is this donkey meat hot bread? Where's the meat?" Banggeng saw two or three hot breads on Huang Xinsheng's side, so he picked up one and took a bite and asked.

"Come here, I'll put the meat on it for you," Zhang Dabao called out to Bang Geng.

Use a knife to cut the fire cake in the middle, put the meat and green pepper in, the taste is really amazing, Jia Jingshu ate the second one, and then Lou Xiaoe, Zhang Cuihua, Hua Lianhua, Xu Damao...

After eating, everyone gave Jia Dongxu a thumbs up, and Jia Dongxu particularly enjoyed this feeling.

"Seventh uncle, when I was 10 years old, I helped the teacher with work and got the first praise. Today is the second time someone praised me," Jia Dongxu said proudly.

"Dongxu, you are awesome. It's not easy to not do anything decent for more than ten years. I have said it before, people who like to enjoy food like to cook, and most people are good at cooking. You are the one who enjoys food and can cook," Zhang Dabao praised Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh Uncle, you are wrong. My mother loves to eat it, but the food she cooks is not delicious at all," Jia Dongxu refuted Zhang Dabao's point of view.

"Will you starve to death if the food doesn't taste good? I've raised you up though. What good food do you have in your Jia family for me to cook? It's either steamed buns or stubble every day. How can you make it delicious?" Zhang Cuihua started scolding her son when she heard what he said.

"Mom, I'm just telling you a truth. Your cooking is not delicious either," said Jia Dongxu.

"I'm also saying one thing. If the child is disobedient, he must be beaten. I don't care how old he is." Zhang Cuihua came to Jia Dongxu and started slapping Jia Dongxu's back again.

"Mom, there are so many people here? Give us some face." Jia Dongxu was beaten to the Intermediate Court again.

"You still want face? What face do you have in front of me?" Zhang Cuihua chased Jia Dongxu to the middle courtyard, then returned to the backyard cursing.

"My dad just doesn't know how to talk. Why is he talking about my grandma for no reason? It's as if if he behaves well today, my grandma won't beat him. He really has no tact at all," Bang Geng said to Zhang Dabao.

"Banggeng is right. Never say bad things about people you must not offend, at any time. Otherwise, you will be like your father. He was fine before, but now he was beaten away because he talked about your grandmother." Zhang Dabao praised Banggeng.

"I never say bad things about my grandma and teacher," Banggeng said proudly.

"I said Banggeng is smarter than Dongxu, now you know it," said He Yuzhu.

"Everyone knows that Banggeng is smart. Do I need to tell you?" He Yushui said to his brother.

It was very hot in the house now, and everyone wanted to talk outside and listen to the radio. Zhang Dabao told everyone about going to Chunfeng Hutong for dinner next Sunday. He called Jia Dongxu, who was far away, and asked him and He Yuzhu to go there earlier on Sunday to kill the donkey and also to prepare the noodles in advance so as not to delay the lunch.

It was late at night and the weather was cold, and the sound of poker playing could be heard again from Xu Damao's house.

The cool breeze on a summer night, the clacking sound of playing cards, and Lou Xiaoe's soft humming formed a beautiful picture.

Chapter 197: Liu Haizhong has another idea

After playing cards, Zhang Dabao relaxed and felt refreshed after getting up.

The liveliness of the Zhang family in the backyard was incompatible with the desolation of Liu Haizhong's family. However, Liu Haizhong was not angry last night. He even sneered a few times, asked his wife to fry eggs, and called his eldest son Liu Guangqi, and the two of them had a drink.

Liu Haizhong now knows a person, Yang Weimin, who is from the Propaganda Department of the steel rolling mill. He is the cousin of the factory director Yang Weihua. The young man graduated from a technical secondary school and was assigned to the Propaganda Department of the factory. He has not been in the factory for a long time, but almost everyone in the factory knows him. After all, there are not many people who walk with their heads up every day. Yang Weimin walks with his eyes looking up to the sky, and even the deputy factory director looks down on him.

When Yang Weimin talks to people, the first sentence he says is, "I am Yang Weimin from the Publicity Department of the steel rolling mill. I am Yang Weihua's younger brother. By the way, Yang Weihua is the director of our steel rolling mill, really."

After Liu Haizhong knew Yang Weimin and his identity, he immediately approached him. Yang Weimin looked down on him because he was so old and fat, and his brain was not working well. He spoke incoherently and could not speak clearly. However, he had just arrived at the factory and did not have a few errand boys around him. Although Liu Haizhong was a little stupid, he was also a seventh-level blacksmith and was somewhat useful.

After Liu Haizhong invited Yang Weimin to drink twice, the two became friends.

Tonight, Liu Haizhong got the news that Zhang Dabiao was going to treat people to donkey meat on Sunday. He was very happy because one of the tasks assigned to him by Yang Weimin was to find evidence against Li Huaide. Li Huaide himself was nowhere to be seen, so it was too difficult to find evidence against him. But Zhang Dabiao was his relative, and he ate and drank lavishly every day, and even bought a donkey for the party. Who would believe that? He must have bought it with the factory's money, and then teamed up with Li Huaide to steal the donkey. Fortunately, he and he lived in the same courtyard, and both lived in the backyard, otherwise he might not have gotten the news.

This time I have caught you guys. Brother Weimin will talk to the factory director again. Li Huaide may not be in trouble, but Zhang Dabiao may not be. You will be skinned alive. Who told you not to respect me? Who told you to hit me?

The more Liu Haizhong thought about it, the happier he became. He even laughed while eating, which frightened the second aunt and Liu Guangqi who were eating with him. But in the Liu family, Liu Haizhong's words were final. The second aunt didn't dare to ask, and Liu Guangqi didn't dare to ask either. The two looked at each other and lowered their heads to continue eating.

Liu Haizhong drank three cups today and got drunk.

"Mom, you should go to bed early too. My dad was just drunk. I'm getting married soon. My girlfriend also works in the factory. Her father is the workshop director. Please talk to my dad when you have time." After hesitating for a long time, Liu Guangqi told his mother the news.

"So sudden?" Second Aunt had never heard her son mention anything about finding a wife, and suddenly heard that he was going to get married.

"We have been discussing this for a long time. I may not have told you about the outcome before, but it's basically settled now," Liu Guangqi explained.

"This is good news. Your father will be happy when he knows it." The second aunt was also very happy. The eldest son she valued the most was married. The mission of the old couple was half completed. As for Guangtian and Guangfu, the two of them together were not as good as one of Guangqi's fingers.

Compared with the second aunt's happiness, Liu Guangqi had a calm expression on his face. He said a few words to his mother and returned to his room. He picked up the "Records of the Grand Historian" again and read the story of Duke Wen of Jin again.

The donkey in Chunfeng Hutong was crying out of hunger. When Zhang Dabao arrived, he fed the donkey, stroked its head, and thought to himself, "Just bear with it for another day. Tomorrow is Sunday, and I will send you off early tomorrow morning."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around, Zhang Dabao took the wine out of the space, went to the kitchen and put rice, flour, grain and oil in it, and also took out the wok for making fire.

I promised to send fruit to my cousin, but there will be too many people tomorrow, so it will not be convenient to deliver it alone. I will send it to my aunt today. Thinking of this, Zhang Dabao went to the Hongxing Sub-district Office.

"Aunt, these are the fruits prepared for my cousin's wife. I brought them." Zhang Dabao pushed open the door of Wang Xiuqin's office and went in.

"Hello, Comrade Dabiao." The two men stood up and greeted Zhang Dabiao.

Zhang Zaibiao recognized the "two Uncle Gengs" as the sons of Company Commander Lei Huanian, Lei Long and Lei Bao.

"Da Biao, my father's matter is all thanks to you. I went to your unit several times but couldn't find you. Now that we know Sister Wang is your aunt, we came here to find her," Geng Long said.

"Uncle Geng, it's good that my father has fulfilled his wish. Besides, I didn't save him," Zhang Dabao said politely.

"That's different. My father arranged it before he left. He took your medicine. I don't know the price, but it must not be cheap. We have nothing to thank you for. He left behind a TV. It was given to him by his leader when he went abroad. I brought it to you today," said Geng Long.

"Uncle Geng, these things are too valuable. We absolutely can't do that." Zhang Dabao stood up again.

"Da Biao, this is what my father meant. Don't refuse. You and the third brother are close in age and are peers. You should keep in touch more in the future." Geng Long was determined to give it.

"I'll accept it. My cousin is getting married and I'm worried about having no gift to give him. A TV would be great, Uncle Geng. I live in a compound and I dare not move the TV back home. If I did, a bunch of neighbors would watch TV at home every day and I wouldn't be able to say anything," Zhang Dabao explained with a smile.

"Yongqian is getting married? That's great. Dabiao's things are yours. We don't care whether you give them to your cousin or to your aunt. But Sister Wang, Yongqian must inform us when he gets married. We will go to join in the fun." After Geng Long finished speaking to Zhang Dabiao, he said to Wang Xiuqin.

"I'll let you know when the date is set, Dabiao. You're inviting friends tomorrow, so bring your uncle Geng along. You young people should enjoy the party," said Wang Xiuqin.

"No problem. Not only young people will go, my cousin will also go. If Uncle Geng has time, ask Uncle Geng to come and join in the fun. I bought a donkey from Baoding last week, but after feeding it for a week, the donkey is crying for hunger every day, and the neighbors can't stand it. I'll find someone to kill it tomorrow, and we'll have a meal together," Zhang Dabao invited the two of them.

The Geng brothers looked at each other and agreed. Zhang Dabao told them that they were in the courtyard at No. 10 Chunfeng Hutong. After a few more words, the two said goodbye and left.

After the two left, Zhang Dabao told his aunt about the fruit, telling her not to wash the cherries until they were ready to eat, as they would go bad easily if washed now. Then he also had to leave.

"Bring the TV," Wang Xiuqin pointed to a box in the corner of the office.

"I told my cousin I would go to his wedding empty-handed because I have given the gift to him now," said Zhang Dabao.

"Be obedient," said Wang Xiuqin.

"I really can't put it in the yard, and Chunfeng Hutong is deserted and unpopular, so it's just right to give it to my cousin. He'll have to move out after he gets married. My sister-in-law is a doctor, and sometimes she's on duty. It'd be nice for her to have a TV to kill time," Zhang Dabao said and left.

Wang Xiuqin had no choice but to accept her nephew's kindness.

Chapter 198 Donkey Banquet

After leaving the subdistrict office, Zhang Dabiao did not go home, but went to Lei Huanian. He wanted to talk to him about the Geng brothers sending him a TV. Another thing was Yu Li's job. I remember Lei Huanian said last time that there was a position in the textile factory. I wonder if it is still available?

Zhang Dabao took out some cherries as a gift and came to Lei Huanian's house.

"Big cherries from Shandong?" Lei Huanian asked.

"Isn't it? It's actually a bit late now. A batch of them ripened in April, and they taste best when eaten locally. The ones that came to Beijing were picked from the trees when they were not quite ripe, but they are almost ripe here, and they taste good, but there is still a gap between them and the naturally ripe ones," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao, it's good enough that we can eat this. If you ask people on the street, at least three or four out of ten won't know what cherries are," said Lei Huanian.

"Uncle Lei, Uncle Geng and Uncle Geng San gave me a TV today and I accepted it," said Zhang Dabao.

"Just accept it. I told you at the time that you can accept anything the Geng brothers give you. There is absolutely no problem with the origin of the things," Lei Huanian said firmly.

Zhang Dabao thought that the Geng brothers must have some secrets that he didn't know about.

"I also invited Uncle Geng and the others to the dinner tomorrow, and they agreed," Zhang Dabao added.

“It’s more lively when there are more people dining,” Lei Huanian didn’t mind.

"Uncle Lei, is the position at the textile factory still available?" Zhang Dabao asked a little embarrassedly.