Siheyuan: I'm not the one who takes the blame

Chapter 201 There’s a lot of money to be made in Yangcheng
Things were going smoothly in Yangcheng, and He Yuzhu felt relieved.

He only works half a day here every day, so he has a lot of free time.

He thought that being idle would be idle, so he might as well write a novel.

Well, there are many future generations anyway.

More importantly, people nowadays like martial arts novels.

He can carry it out better.

However, he had no intention of writing martial arts.

Prepare to write a little book that children will love to read.

Well, I'll write it first and then make it into a comic or cartoon.

Just thinking about it is very motivating.

He thought about it and found out that many animations in later generations were very popular.

Take Naruto and Dragon Ball for example, they are definitely anime that teenagers like.

He Yuzhu made some calculations and wrote Dragon Ball first.

He has no intention of selling it in the mainland.

After all, the consumption level here is not high, and the price is not affordable.

People don't have enough to eat, so how can they have the mood and spare money to buy novels?

He first wrote that when the port city opened up, he could sell it there.

If it doesn't work, let Lou Xiao'e help.

Well, as he was thinking about it, he thought about Lou Xiao'e again.

There was no way, who told him that the only person from Hong Kong who knew him was Lou Xiaoe?

He Yuzhu first went through the Dragon Ball anime in his mind before starting to write.

Before I started writing, I also drew seven dragon balls.

In one afternoon, I wrote less than two thousand words.

Or the success after deletion and deletion.

There was no way, it had been too long, and the things in his mind were not so perfect.

No, after I wrote it, I was not satisfied, so I deleted a lot of it.

After all the work, it's time for dinner.

He Yuzhu tidied up and went to the kitchen to cook.

There is no way, Qin Jingru hasn't come back yet, and the children haven't come back from Mr. Hu's place either.

Then if he doesn't cook, he will have to drink northwest wind for a while.

After two days of such busy work, the postman entered the courtyard.

Sent several letters.

There are three uncles in the front yard.

There is also the second uncle's house in the backyard.

There are also letters from the Jia family.

He Yuzhu came in with the postman and could see clearly.

At the same time, I also knew in my heart that it was probably Yan Jiecheng and the others who had written back.

He Yuzhu went to the backyard and called back the three children and Mr. Hu.

The two sons were still lighting the fire, while he was talking to Mr. Hu.

"Old man, what did you think Yan Jiecheng was thinking? He didn't leave a letter when he left. How long have you been gone and he still knows how to send a letter home." He Yuzhu asked.

Mr. Hu took a long drag on his cigarette and shook his head with a smile, "I'm afraid I wrote it together after seeing someone else writing a letter."

Mr. Hu has been able to see clearly who is in this courtyard after living there for so many years.

The eldest son of the Yan family has mastered the calculations and stinginess of Yan Shuzhai.

It can be said that blue comes from blue and is better than blue.

How could he take the initiative to write to Yan Shuzhai?

He must have read someone else's letter and passed it along.

When Mr. Hu said this, He Yuzhu laughed instantly.

Look, there needs to be some advice from an old man.

If it were him, he wouldn't have imagined so much. "Dad, you are more gossipy than my mother." He Qiuhui snickered beside her.

He Yuzhu was a little heartbroken.

What about the little padded jacket you talked about?
Why is there still air leakage?

Mr. Hu smiled and said, "Your dad, that's because he is concerned about the affairs of the hospital."

He Qiuhui looked at the two of them with a smile, still chewing melon seeds in her mouth.

"I think something is going to happen to these families again." Mr. Hu squinted at the door.

The corner of He Yuzhu's mouth twitched.

This was what he was thinking, but he didn't say it out loud.

Mr. Hu still dares to say it.

The front yard of Yan’s house.

The third uncle couldn't stop smiling as he took the letter, "Old lady, the boss has sent us money, saying it's twenty. He's fine in Yangcheng, so let's not worry about it."

The third aunt laughed when she heard this, "The boss has a conscience this time, but what about the second and third aunts? What do you mean?"

The third uncle read the letter for a long time, put it away, and kicked it in his arms.

He pretended to take two sips of tea, and then said: "The second and third sons are all working with the boss. It's okay. The boss said it's easy to make money in Yangcheng, so let's not worry about it."

The third uncle smiled happily when he heard this.

No, cooking is much easier.

Although Jia Zhang received the letter, she didn't know how to read.

But I don’t want anyone to know about my eldest grandson’s letter. No, I can only wait for my two granddaughters to come back before reading the letter.

And the backyard.

The second aunt looked at it for a long time and still didn't understand the words. In desperation, she went to find Mr. Hu.

I didn't knock on the door until I realized that Mr. Hu was not at home.

The second aunt took the letter and went to the middle courtyard again.

That was to go directly to He Yuzhu's house.

"Old Hu, my son has a letter. Can you help me see what is written in this letter?" The second aunt entered the room and handed the letter in her hand to Mr. Hu.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was also there, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Hearing the sound in the kitchen again, he couldn't help but ask: "Zhuzi, didn't Jingru go to learn a craft? Who of you cooks?"

"Second aunt, the two children have grown up and know how to care for others. They have learned to cook." He Yuzhu told the truth.

The second aunt's eyes widened when she heard this, "Zhuzi, you can't do this. The child is still young, how can he enter the kitchen?"

He Yuzhu did not argue, but looked at Mr. Hu who was reading the letter.

Mr. Hu frowned while reading the letter.

After he finished reading the letter, he handed it back to the second aunt and sighed: "Second aunt, my son said in the letter that they are doing well in Yangcheng and it is easy to make money there. I want you two to come together."

The second aunt's eyes widened, obviously not believing it.

"Second aunt, if you don't believe it, ask a few more people to see it." Mr. Hu added after seeing her expression.

The second aunt Cancan has to leave.

As soon as they left, He Yuzhu also frowned, "Is this Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangtian crazy?"

"If you're not crazy, you're really making money. I've only been here for a long time, so I asked my parents to come over. The second uncle has a serious job, and his monthly salary is 80 or [-] yuan." Mr. Hu shook his head and asked at the same time. Said: "Zhuzi, don't worry about this matter. You are in control of Yangcheng anyway, so you are not afraid."

He Yuzhu nodded with a smile.

He really wasn't afraid of what happened in Yangcheng.

With the cooking skills of the two brothers-in-law, they will definitely become famous.

How can you not be clear about the disciples you teach?
Besides, there are people from Lou Xiaoe watching over there.

Lou Xiao'e is a Hong Kong businessman, and only has preferential policies.

If not, what about Director Yang?
Even if there are local ruffians, they are not afraid. The reason why they bring so many people is for this purpose.

"Dad, Grandpa Hu is ready for dinner." He Yuanliang came out of the kitchen carrying the dishes with a disgraced look.

He Yuzhu and the other two laughed when they saw it.

"Second brother, you've been cooking for two days and you're still not good at it?" Mr. Hu said with a smile.

He Qiuhui laughed rudely, "Second brother, did you put your head under the kitchen door?"

(End of this chapter)