Siheyuan: A Cook in the 60s

Wu Changshun: …

"Did you arrest someone?"

In an instant, he understood that this guy must have received some news. Then he planned to find Cao Wei to do some unskilled work. In the end, he was killed by Cao Wei.

"I can't believe you still have some tricks up your sleeve."

"Oh, a cook must know some skills. Our profession has been passed down for a long time."

This is the time.

In fact, most chefs who have inherited a good tradition have some skills.

The reason is very simple. First of all, being a cook is a physically demanding job. Secondly, when a cook has lived in a local area for a long time, he needs to go out and look around, to see the dishes in other places or to find some special seasonings. In ancient times, no matter which one, it was easy to fail if you didn't have the skills.

For example, the inheritance of Liu Sandao's lineage also includes kung fu.

It’s just that a chef’s skills lie more in using the knife.

Wu Changshun glanced at the old man that Cao Wei had casually thrown to the ground, and the corners of his mouth twitched; "Your skills don't seem like those of an ordinary chef."

"Come on, it's normal for our family to have a higher level of skills after so many years of inheritance."

Wu Changshun did not continue talking about this topic.

You know, in a fight, killing someone and capturing someone are two different concepts.

What's more, Cao Wei was captured without any injury. This surprised Wu Changshun. He usually kept a low profile, but when he did something, he would do it in a big way.

"So, how much have you collected?" Cao Wei was a little curious.

"Originally, I couldn't tell you about this..."

"Okay, just forget it. Just pretend I've never been here!" Cao Wei put the man down, turned around and left without saying a word.

"Boss, this is a master." At this time, the person who checked Ye Da's injuries said in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"All his limbs were broken. Moreover, judging by his appearance, it seems that he lost his ability to fight in an instant. His control of strength is so good, wow."

In other words, there was no such concept of filing at that time, otherwise Wu Changshun would have definitely dragged Cao Wei over for filing.

"Brother Wei~" Qin Jingru's little face flushed as she waved at Cao Wei.

This big family just came back from shopping.

"Where have you been?"

"Oh, I saw a mouse, so I chased it out to have a look."

"Ah? There are still rats in our yard?"

"Of course not, you need to be more careful!"

"You're talking nonsense again, it's scary!"

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Compared to the original novel, where the courtyard was torn apart and people died, this incident did not have much impact in the courtyard.

In the original novel, almost all the wealth of the courtyard was thrown into the color TV, and they were caught. But this time, the higher-ups knew where the source was, and they took it all away, so the people in the courtyard didn't have time to lose money.

"What's going on?" Cao Wei looked at the group of people gathered in the courtyard in confusion, with Xu Damao surrounding them.

"Xu Damao, it's been so many years since you said you were leaving, so why did you come back to harm us? Take a look, take a look!" The second aunt pulled her two sons out and said, "What a disaster you have brought to my two sons!"

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu stood there, nodding their heads, without saying a word.

"What's going on?" Cao Wei asked in a low voice to Qin Jingru who was eating melon seeds next to him.

Today he was called out to learn about some things and came back a little late. When he came back, he saw that the yard was full of people.

In fact, since the 70s, this compound has rarely held a general meeting. It was only in 76 that everyone got together temporarily because of the earthquake. The manager is no longer very useful at this time. The main reason is that everyone is busy making money and has no time to mess around here.

This is a rare event, so quite a few people came.

"That's right, Xu Damao, if you don't give me an explanation today, you won't be able to leave this door." Yan Jiecheng shouted very loudly.

"What's the matter? Did your friend also invest some?" Cao Wei grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave some to the third uncle.

The third uncle gave a bitter smile; "He threw a little, but not much."

"What's going on?"

"A while ago, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu got in touch with Xu Damao and bought a batch of color TV sets. They sold them and made some money. Yan Jiecheng heard about it and wanted to make some money with them. He finally got someone to agree to his plan, but in the end, he lost all his money and the person who collected the money ran away."

"Then call the police!"

"It's useless to go. They said that the man was already on the wanted list. Whether they can catch him or not is none of their business. That's called stolen money."

"Wow..." Cao Wei sighed.

He never expected that this would happen.

It's no wonder he didn't know. The source of this matter was Ye Da's group. Ye Da asked Ye San to deal with it, and Ye San asked Ye Liu to recruit people. After recruiting people, such a big target was conspicuous, so it was divided among them. One of them was contacted by Xu Damao. It's strange to say that Xu Damao's contact person was You Fengxia.

You Fengxia is Li Huaide’s mistress.

Over the years, because Cao Wei was an independent, his contact with Li Huaide faded. However, Li Huaide's legitimate wife would occasionally chat with Yang Xiulan. It was said that the relationship between the couple gradually became bad. Cao Wei did not care about these things.

In the original book, Li Huaide is not a man who keeps content.

What happened now is that You Fengxia took money from the people in the hospital and ran away.

"Can't leave this door?" Xu Damao raised his briefcase disdainfully, looked around at the people around him, and said loudly: "Dear young and old gentlemen, fellow villagers, hey, some of you know me, Xu Damao, and some don't. It doesn't matter, from today on, we are considered to know each other. We really have to talk about this matter today, otherwise you grandsons will go out and show off my reputation!"

"Hey, grandson, who are you talking about?"

"My grandson is talking about you!"

Yan Jiecheng's eyes turned red. It was a loss, so what? His family had contributed some money, but it wasn't much. He borrowed some money from outside, so he could make up for it. But no one could bear to throw money into the water. Xu Damao was still talking like this, and Yan Jiecheng was about to go forward and start working.

"What are you doing?" An old man slammed his enamel cup on the table, and the yard became a little quieter.

"Uncle, tell me, he left and then came back. What a liar! You have to take care of this matter!"

"What's the hurry? What's the hurry?! First of all, Xu Damao, tell me what's going on."

It’s the old procedure of the plenary session: one party speaks first, and then the other party speaks.