Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

When Jia Dongxu started to mix the dough, Zhang Dabiao started to cook the braised pork. Whether it was frying the sugar color or flipping the wok, Zhang Dabiao was very professional. Jia Dongxu was almost dumbfounded. Why was his uncle so good? You are a company commander. It’s okay to be good at fighting, but why are you so professional at cooking?

After Zhang Dabao put all the ingredients in, he brought the pot to a boil over high heat, then put them in a casserole and simmered them slowly over low heat.

Then I made the noodles with stew, and then I made salted fish steamed bread slices, scrambled eggs with chili peppers, spicy and sour shredded potatoes, stir-fried shredded pork with garlic sprouts, and vinegar lotus root slices.

Jia Dongxu exclaimed every time a dish was served, until all the dishes were ready. Zhang Dabao looked at the watch and it was five fifty. They should be here soon.

"Seventh Uncle, does the army still teach how to cook?" Jia Dongxu asked after wiping his mouth.

"Of course I will. Don't you know that there is a kitchen team in the army? After you learn how to make noodles, I will teach you how to cook," said Zhang Dabao, patting Jia Dongxu on the shoulder.

"That's great. I will definitely learn it well. I feel cooking is much more interesting than learning locksmithing. If it doesn't taste good, it's all wasted. If it tastes good, it's also because of the ingredients. If it doesn't taste good, it's not because of the ingredients. So why not make it taste better?" Jia Dongxu said.

"You know all the principles, why didn't you learn them well?" Zhang Dabao asked in surprise.

"The workpieces used in the factory are not mine, so I don't feel bad if they are wasted, but the food is not. Although these things are yours, you are my uncle, and you are treating me, so I feel bad if I waste a little." Jia Dongxu's words made Zhang Dabao unable to refute. You don't feel bad about public property, but you can't stand your own food. Who isn't like this?

There was a knock on the door, and Director Shi Chulai came in with two bottles of wine. Zhang Weihua and Cao Lianbiao also came not far away.

"Da Biao, it smells so good? Did you make it?" Zhang Weihua asked.

"Of course I made it. I heard that Brother Zhuzi would do it, but I didn't know what time he would be back, so I didn't wait. It's all ready. Please sit down." Zhang Dabao set up a table in the yard, not for anything else, just to keep cool.

"Chief Zhang, I didn't expect you to have this skill. Judging from the color and aroma, you are no different from a professional chef." Shi Chulai was also a little surprised and praised Zhang Dabao.

"Please don't be polite. As long as it tastes good to you, it's fine." Jia Dongxu poured wine for everyone and started eating and drinking.

After three rounds of wine and five kinds of dishes, Jia Dongxu made hand-rolled noodles for everyone, which won everyone's praise. "Dongxu, I didn't expect that you and Dabiao were both very talented people," Zhang Weihua said with a smile.

Jia Dongxu had heard a lot of compliments by now, so he chuckled a few times in response.

After finishing the noodles, Shi Chulai said goodbye, and Zhang Dabao and Jia Dongxu sent him to the gate of the courtyard.

"Dabao, come into the house, I have something to say to you," Zhang Weihua called Zhang Dabao.

Chapter 209: The One Who Stumbles Upon a Stab Has Someone Behind Him

Zhang Dabiao and Zhang Weihua entered the room. Jia Dongxu cleaned up the things and put the leftovers into the lunch box. His seventh uncle would not eat these. But he didn't mind. These leftovers were very oily. He could have a meal for his mother, daughter-in-law and son at night. He could also make a pot of vegetable soup tomorrow morning. It was so good with oil and salt. Unfortunately, his seventh uncle didn't like them.

"Dongxu, where is your director from?" Cao Lianbiao asked.

"He seems to be from Jiangsu. His accent is different from ours. He is a college student and joined the post office after graduation. He came here because that bastard Shang Hongqi got into trouble." Jia Dongxu now thinks of Shang Hongqi, the man who broke Yi Zhonghai's leg, and he still grits his teeth in hatred.

"I also think he is not from the north. What's his name?" Cao Lianbiao asked Jia Dongxu again. He only knew that his last name was Shi, and he didn't feel comfortable asking his name at the dinner table.

"Call Shi Chu here," said Jia Dongxu.

Cao Lianbiao spat out a mouthful of tea. "Is his name so interesting?"

"What's the big deal? Our director has a younger sister named Zhenxiang," Jia Dongxu didn't care.

"Shi Chulai, Shi Zhenxiang, your director's parents are talented!" Cao Lianbiao was immediately convinced. Anyone who could give a child such a name must be extraordinary.

"He is definitely a talent," Jia Dongxu felt that his great-grandfather was also a talent, and it would not be nice to add his own surname to the names he gave to his father and two uncles.

Zhang Weihua and Zhang Dabiao came into the house. "Dabiao, let me tell you something good first. I checked the family you told me about last time. It turned out to be an enemy spy. He was a carrier pigeon, and the messenger was caught."

"Really? That's really God's will," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao, I told Director Wang that it was your brothers who provided the clues. Director Wang attached great importance to it. He said that your brother and nephew walk around the streets every day and will know more about the situation in the future. He asked me to receive some individual training and the bureau will provide a subsidy. The money won't be too much, 5 yuan a month and 5 kilograms of food coupons. If anyone finds any information and verifies it, they will be rewarded," said Zhang Weihua.

"I am so grateful to the bureau leaders. If my brothers and nephews knew about this, they would jump for joy." Zhang Dabao was happy from the bottom of his heart. It was not just because of how much money the bureau gave them, but more importantly, it was the official recognition of their identities, which meant a lot to them being able to live a normal life in the city.

"Also, Director Wang said that the delivery team can be expanded. It would be best if it had both men and women. When delivering goods, women can communicate with the elderly ladies and women who are looking after children in the surrounding areas. They can even infiltrate these people and obtain more information," said Zhang Weihua.

"Then I'll find some time to buy three more donkeys? Let the six of them divide into six groups?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Weihua.

"We won't pay any money because we don't have the budget for that," said Zhang Weihua.

"I won't ask you to pay. You have your own money. Last time you sold ten donkeys to the factory, and you have already given me the money," said Zhang Dabao.

"That's fine. When you need to contact relevant units, tell me directly and let the branch contact you." Of course, Zhang Weihua also had to make his attitude clear.

"Then when will you give them training? Where will you train them?" Zhang Dabao asked Zhang Weihua.

"Let's train them here tomorrow night. You are responsible for notifying them," said Zhang Weihua.

"What about the second thing?" Zhang Dabao remembered that Zhang Weihua talked about two things when he came.

"The second thing is related to Dongxu. Geng Tao, who committed fraud today, was arranged by someone," said Zhang Weihua.

"Who is it? It's not that I look down on my nephew, but who could someone like Dongxu offend?" Zhang Dabia said with a smile.

"Geng Tao doesn't know who it is. It's the two people this afternoon. The old man gave Geng Tao ten yuan and arranged for him to do this. Geng Tao doesn't know what the specific purpose is," said Zhang Weihua.

"They want to attract others through Dongxu. It seems these people are well prepared," Zhang Dabao said with a sigh.

"Tell Dongxu to pay attention these two days. These people haven't achieved their goal, so they should have a backup plan. Tell me if there is anything. I have to go now, as I have something else to do." Zhang Weihua said and stood up to say goodbye.

Zhang Dabao and Jia Dongxu sent him out of the hospital and said, "Dongxu, Geng Tao came here to steal your porcelain today. You should be careful these two days. If you encounter any trouble, run away and go directly to the police station to find Uncle Zhang. I will ask someone to find out who asked Geng Tao to do this. You can go back now."

Jia Dongxu was a little confused when he heard Zhang Dabiao's words. He deliberately touched my porcelain? Who did I offend? Is he bullying honest people? Jia Dongxu took the lunch box and returned home carefully.

"Dongxu, what's the matter? Why did you rush to find your seventh uncle this afternoon?" Zhang Cuihua asked Jia Dongxu when he returned home.

"Mom, Geng Tao from Mashiliu Hutong was trying to scam me today. Someone arranged for him to scam me and confiscated my bicycle. My seventh uncle went there and beat him up, and asked Chief Zhang from the police station to arrest Geng Tao," Jia Dongxu said to his mother.

"Geng Tao is such a bastard, I can't stop scolding him!" Zhang Cuihua stood up angrily.

"Mom, Geng Tao is in prison. What's the point of scolding him? You are a worker now, an excellent worker." Jia Dongxu quickly persuaded his mother.

"I'll settle the score with him when he comes out." Zhang Cuihua sat down angrily.

"Mom, today my seventh uncle taught me how to make another kind of pasta, hand-rolled noodles. It's delicious. I'll make it for you tomorrow," said Jia Dongxu.

"Who is Da Biao inviting today? I heard from Jingru that it's your director?" Zhang Cuihua asked her son again.

"Is it just about Geng Tao's matter? My seventh uncle invited Chief Zhang and Uncle Cao from the police station, our Chief Shi, and with the two of us, the food is delicious. My seventh uncle's cooking is as good as Sha Zhu's. I have decided to become my apprentice, and I will become my seventh uncle's apprentice," Jia Dongxu said excitedly.

"Dongxu, are you sick? Dabiao has asked the leader for help on your behalf, and you don't even say a word?" It was becoming increasingly difficult for Zhang Cuihua to communicate with her son because she didn't know what Jia Dongxu's focus was.

"Of course I kept it in mind. I don't have the ability to pay it back now. How can I stay so poor forever? My seventh uncle said that I have learned the skill of making noodles, so it is enough to open a noodle shop. I can support my family even if I don't deliver letters in the future," Jia Dongxu said happily.

"Dad, is the noodles you mentioned so delicious?" Banggeng was so greedy after hearing what Jia Dongxu said.

"Of course it's delicious. There's some braised meat in the lunch box. I'll make it for you tomorrow morning," said Jia Dongxu.

"But I'm very hungry now. My seventh uncle and you are not at home tonight, and the steamed bread we eat is not enough to satisfy my hunger," said Banggeng.

"It's easy to deal with being hungry. Just eat something first. Uncle Seventh made braised pork today, and there are still a lot of pieces. Let's call Aunt and Uncle Xinsheng over and have something to eat," said Jia Dongxu.

"Banggeng, go to the middle courtyard and call Zhuzi and Yushui," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Yes, let that bastard Shazhu have a taste of Uncle Qi's cooking, so he doesn't have to show off every day," said Jia Dongxu.

"Is this what I mean? You are such a fool. Do you have no brains?" Zhang Cuihua hit her son again.

Chapter 210 The Man Behind the Scenes

"Sister, you don't beat children in the morning, why do you change it to the evening?" Zhang Lianhua was close, Qin Huairu went over to call out, and then she and Jia Jingshu came over.

"I wish I could beat this bastard to death." Zhang Cuihua stopped when she saw her sister coming.

"Dongxu got beaten again?" He Yuzhu and He Yushui also came.

"Hmph" Jia Dongxu snorted arrogantly.

"What's for? Is the midnight snack so sumptuous?" He Yuzhu saw Zhang Cuihua and Qin Jingru put out the lunch boxes, with meat and fish.

"Da Biao invited Director Shi and Director Zhang to dinner today. There were few people today and a lot of food was left over. He and Director Zhang went out and asked Dongxu to bring the food back for everyone to taste," said Zhang Cuihua.

"This is braised pork." He Yuzhu took a small bite, swallowed the meat and said, "It tastes okay, but a little bit worse than mine."

"Silly Zhu, do you have any shame? Your seventh uncle is the head of the supply and marketing section, and you are a professional chef? Besides, how can he cook worse than you?" Jia Dongxu was unhappy when he heard what He Yuzhu said.

"What is this?" He Yuzhu ignored Jia Dongxu and tasted the bowl of black stuff again. "It smells good, but a little salty."

"This is not a dish, this is noodle stew," Jia Dongxu said loudly.

"Yes, what kind of noodles are you eating?" He Yuzhu asked Jia Dongxu.

"I've learned how to make hand-rolled noodles," Jia Dongxu smiled proudly.

"Dongxu, it seems that you are a natural cook. How about this, when winter comes, I will harvest the winter crops and I will take you in as well." He Yuzhu discovered one of the few shining points in Jia Dongxu.

"I want to pay my respects to my seventh uncle now," Jia Dongxu laughed.

"Get out of here, Da Biao doesn't have time to teach you," said He Yuzhu.

"Banggeng, you can't eat the stew. You'll need it for noodles tomorrow. The problem is that it's too salty." Jia Dongxu stopped his son when he saw that his son and everyone else had finished eating the braised pork and were about to eat the stew for the noodles.

"This stew will definitely be delicious with noodles. How about this, I'll come out tomorrow and Dongxu will show us the cooking skills, and we'll taste the stew made by Dabiao together." He Yuzhu didn't eat many bites tonight, but he could taste the flavor of the dish. The cooking skills are quite good.

Banggeng and Jingshu raised their hands to express their support for He Yuzhu's proposal.

"All you do is eat and drink every day, and even have two dinners? Zhang Cuihua, you are really a piece of shit." Liu Haizhong said angrily when he saw the hustle and bustle at the Jia family.

"I'm so angry." In Liu's house, the only one who spoke was Liu Haizhong. Now he went to the sanitation team and cleaned the toilets every day. He smelled bad and the second aunt didn't dare to get close to him. Now Liu Guangqi went to his girlfriend's house every day.

Liu Haizhong didn't have much education, otherwise he would definitely think of the poem "The cicadas' chirping makes the forest even quieter, the birds' singing makes the mountain even more secluded." His shouting at home set off the silence of the Liu family.

After Jia Dongxu sent them off, Zhang Dabao found the whereabouts of the two people through the crows that were monitoring them. Now the two of them went to meet someone. After talking for a while in the house, they are now drinking in the yard, and there are two more people who came later drinking with them.

"Old Five, what did you say? Jia Dongxu has an uncle?" asked the owner of the yard.

"Brother, he is really Jia Dongxu's uncle and Zhang Cuihua's cousin. They live in the same courtyard. This Zhang Dabao was transferred to Courtyard 95 and is now a section chief in a steel rolling mill," the fifth brother said to the eldest brother.

"Wasn't Jia Dongxu arranged by Lin Hua? What's the relationship between him and Lin Hua?" The eldest brother asked the fifth brother again.

"That's because of Zhang Dabao. Zhang Dabao saved Lin Hua's grandson from the water. In order to thank Zhang Dabao, Jia Dongxu happened to be unable to continue her work at the steel rolling mill, so she asked Jia Dongxu to take over her quota," said Lao Wu.

"Zhang Dabao's relationship? What other relationships does Zhang Dabao have?" the eldest brother asked the fifth brother again.

"His cousin is Li Huaide, deputy director of the steel rolling mill, and his aunt is Wang Xiuqin, director of the street. Li Huaide's father-in-law and Wang Xiuqin's man are both high-ranking officials. We can't afford to offend them," the fifth brother suggested to the eldest brother.

"So, to deal with Ji Denian and Lin Hua, it's wrong to start with Jia Dongxu?" The eldest brother asked the others.

"Isn't it? Qingchao, luckily we haven't been exposed, and Geng Tao doesn't know who we are. Let's find another angle," said the old man who came first.

"Okay, Uncle San, I originally wanted to find an easy target, but I didn't expect it to be an iron plate," Qing Chao said with a smile.