Siheyuan: a hundred-year-old Chinese medicine doctor, Jiehu Qinhuairu

When he saw Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui came out.

Immediately shouted in surprise.

The old buddies who have been together for 20 years, although they usually have some intrigues and schemes against each other.

But it was a sudden parting for more than a month.

Yi Zhonghai was quite panicked. Last time he was imprisoned for half a month, these two people went to pick him up when he came out.

"Old Yi!!!"

When the two heard the shout, they looked up and saw Yi Zhonghai's figure.

All of a sudden all excited.

"Lao Liu, Lao Yan, you two have lost weight."

When Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui ran over, Yi Zhonghai looked at Liu Haizhong, who had lost a whole circle of weight, and Yan Bugui, who was about to lose weight.

The mood is very complicated.

Especially Yan Bugui, who was already skinny, now looks even skinny like a skinny monkey.

"Tiantian coarse-grain steamed buns and cabbage leaves have no oil or water. If you eat them for more than a month, you will lose weight."

"It doesn't matter if you are full. The steamed buns are made the same size as a matchbox, and you are only given two a day. What kind of crime are you suffering?"

In the bangs, Yan Bugui complained angrily.

"Is it still like this now?"

Yi Zhonghai shook his head bitterly, it's not like he hasn't suffered this kind of crime before.

It's hard to say.

"Hey, Lao Yi and the three of us are also in trouble together. Now that the hard days are over, don't mention it anymore."

Liu Haizhong sighed 30 times.

Back then, No. [-] Middle School was locked up for half a month, and Liu Haizhong gloated at home every day.

Now I have been imprisoned for more than 40 days.

Liu Haizhong saw that Yi Zhonghai's eyes were not gloating, but full of sympathy.

There was a burst of shame in the center of bangs.

"Old Yi, if you really feel sorry for us old brothers, please invite us to have a good meal."

Yan Bugui smacked his lips.

He looked at Yi Zhonghai eagerly and said.

"Okay, I'll take you two to a restaurant." Yi Zhonghai nodded generously upon hearing the words.

In the bangs, Yan Bugui's eyes lit up.

soon.

The three of them came to the city and found a decent restaurant.

Ordered a large table of dishes.

In the bangs, Yan Bugui was in a turmoil, and Boss Guan was shocked by the way he wolfed down his meal.

Is this the reincarnation of a starved ghost or has not eaten in eight lifetimes?

Yi Zhonghai watched the two of them drinking wine on their own, only occasionally moving their chopsticks.

"What are your plans for the future?"

It's almost time to eat.

Only then did Yi Zhonghai ask.

"What can I do, life is going on as usual, is it possible that I have to find old man Song desperately?"

There was a full belch in Liu Haizhong.

Helpless tone.

"I'm pretty good. At least I haven't lost my job. Although I've been downgraded from a seventh-level blacksmith to a first-level blacksmith, I can still pass the exam after two years."

"Old Yan is miserable, he was expelled from the school, and the whole family counts on him for this little salary."

Liu Haizhong looked at Yan Bugui and shook his head.

There are seven people in his family.

The eldest son, Yan Jiecheng, and the second son, Yan Jiefang, one has been working for a year, and the other has just started working.

They are all squatting inside now.

There is also a third son, Yan Jiekuang, and a youngest daughter, Yan Jiedi, who is still in school.

These are the mouths that eat.

Thinking about it, Liu Haizhong panicked and worried for Yan Pugui.

however.

At this time, Yan Bugui looked like an old god, as if nothing happened.

"Old Yan, from the way you look, do you think you're going to break the pot, or is there another way out?"

"Why are you not in a hurry?"

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Pugui suspiciously. After all these years of getting along with him, he naturally knew the temper of this old man.

Stingy to the extreme.

In the past, if I lost a penny, I would feel distressed for a long time, but now I lose my job, and it costs 50 yuan a month.

Doesn't look sad at all?

Yan Bugui didn't answer right away, holding the wine glass with both hands, took a sip, and smacked his mouth contentedly.

After putting down the glass, he said, "Actually, it's no big deal if you lose your job, but if you say you're not sad, it's a lie."

"Great sorrow and great joy are the normal state of human beings."

"However, there is another saying that it is a blessing in disguise. How can I know that it is not a blessing? I have a lot of knowledge and more than ten years of teaching experience. How can I starve to death?"

"Besides, with my mind, I can support a whole family by doing whatever I want."

"Talking about fishing, my fishing skills are among the best in Forty-Nine Cities, and now it's spring, and soon I'll buy a good outfit and go fishing every day, not to mention fifty or sixty catties a day, and I can still catch it."

"You said that if I sell it in the market, it won't be higher than my salary?"

Yan Bugui said with confidence.

"Look, we just came out here, and you want to violate the law and discipline again. You are speculating. If you are caught, you will be imprisoned for three to five years."

After hearing this, Liu Haizhong raised his finger and pointed at Yan Bugui.

Even though it's the 60's.

But it is still a planned economy, and individuals are not allowed to do business.

Yan Bugui went fishing to the market to sell.

This is standard speculation, and that is no small crime.

"Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?"

"Old Liu, we definitely won't do illegal things like speculation, but Shanren has his own tricks."

Yan Bugui disagreed.

Obviously, a countermeasure has already been figured out.

"Old Yi, your godson Sha Zhu is working as the high tide chef in your factory, so his words should carry a lot of weight."

"Can you do the old brother a favor, give him a word for me, and wait for me to catch fish and sell them to your factory."

"I can get below market price."

Yan Bugui turned his head to look at Yi Zhonghai, and said with a smile.

Good guy.

When Yi Zhonghai heard the words, she called him a good guy. Originally, she wanted to ask Yan Pugui what tricks he had.

In the end, he turned his mind on his own head.

It can really calculate.

"Okay, I'll ask Zhuzi for you later, but I dare not guarantee you."

Yi Zhonghai said so.

In fact, it was just a superficial perfunctory sentence, this kind of thing that made trouble for his own son.

Of course he would not agree.

"Look, isn't this the way out?" Yan Bugui looked at Liu Haizhong and spread his hands.

"As long as I open up the market, this is a lucrative business."

"In addition, I will find a few children to secretly run a cram school. Many parents of students have approached me before, but I did not agree at that time."

"As long as I speak now, everyone will come after hearing the news."

"One student, two yuan a month, 20 students, that's 40 yuan, plus fishing is no worse than salary."

Yan Bugui settled the account with a smile on his face.

"Is this also against the law?" Liu Haizhong asked uncertainly.

He was not sure about that either.

"What kind of law is broken? It's just a small private school. When the time comes, I will discuss it with the parents of the students and let them keep their mouths tight. Nothing will happen."

"Even if I am unlucky and caught, what crime can I be convicted of?"

"I just teach children a little bit of knowledge."

Yan Bugui poured himself another glass of wine, and took a sip while holding it in both hands.

A sour look.

"Well, no wonder you've been inside these days, keeping silent, squatting there in a daze every day, so you're thinking about the way forward."

Liu Haizhong was completely convinced.

If this was on him, he would definitely be helpless, scratching his head with worry every day.

"Sleeping like a dead pig every day like you."

Yan Bugui said angrily.

"I'm recharging my energy." Liu Haizhong responded awkwardly, then looked at Yi Zhonghai again, changed the topic and asked, "Old Yi, how is old man Song's physical condition recently? Is there any sign of dying?"

"Are you still thinking about someone kicking your legs?"

Yi Zhonghai was speechless when he heard the words, "He was pretending to be sick and pretending to be dead, and he used it to deceive the world, please come into the urn."

"Can't you even see that?"

"Old man Song has been riding a bicycle all over the street every day for more than a month. He also teaches two children martial arts in the backyard every morning. His spirit looks better than before."

"You can't die in ten or eight years."

Mention Song Qingshan.

Yi Zhonghai sighed for a while.

This old man can really live.

"Good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years. This sentence is really suitable for him."

"It's also our fault for ignoring him for a while."

Yan Bugui was full of remorse.

The back roads I just thought of, although they are useful, are they better than going to work with peace of mind?

You can still have a pension when you are old.