Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

"Master He, your bookstall is doing a great job. I'll bring some friends over to take a look some other day." A neighbor said with a smile.

"Thank you all for your support. I will import more good books in the future. You can also tell me if you need anything." He Daqing responded, his heart full of energy.

That night, He Daqing lay in bed, thinking back to what happened during the day. Although he was ridiculed at first, he did not give up and proved his worth with his actions. He knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as he persisted, he would definitely gain more.

The next morning, He Da got up early and continued to work. He decided to use the money he earned to buy a new batch of books to enrich the books on the stall. Xiaolan also accompanied him to choose books together.

"Xiaolan, which books do you think will be more popular?" He Daqing asked.

Xiaolan thought for a moment and said, "Some classic novels and some practical books about daily life should be very popular."

He Daqing nodded and carefully recorded Xiaolan's suggestions. In the bookstore, he selected some books suitable for readers of all ages, and then happily moved back to the courtyard.

As time went by, He Daqing's bookstall became more and more popular, and the residents nearby also liked to visit his stall more and more. He Daqing's heart was full of confidence and hope, and he knew that the future would be even better.

"Master He, you are really amazing. Now everyone comes to you to buy books." Aunt Zhang said with a smile.

"Yes, He Daqing, you have brought honor to our courtyard house!" another neighbor also praised.

He Daqing smiled slightly, "Thank you for the compliments, I will continue to work hard to make more people like reading."

He Daqing's bookstall was already well-known in the courtyard, and more and more people came to visit. This morning, just as He Daqing had set up his stall, a well-dressed middle-aged man walked over.

"Master He, these books are good. I often hear people mention you." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

He Daqing looked up and responded politely: "Thank you for the compliment. Please take a look. If you need anything, please let me know."

The middle-aged man flipped through the books on the stall, looking very satisfied. He picked a few books and then looked at He Daqing, "Master He, have you ever thought about expanding your business? For example, opening a bookstore or making some investments?"

He Daqing was slightly stunned and a little hesitant. Opening a bookstore and investing were areas he had never thought of. Although the bookstall business was good now, it would be risky to expand the scale rashly.

"Sir, I'm just an ordinary person and I'm afraid I can't do such a thing." He Daqing said modestly.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Master He, you are too modest. I am in business and I saw the potential here, so I want to cooperate with you. We can invest together and open a large bookstore, and even do more business."

He Daqing knew very well that such an opportunity was rare for many people, but he did not want to give up his peaceful life for the sake of greater benefits. He knew that his mentality and ability were limited, and rashly accepting such a proposal might bring more trouble.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I still prefer this simple life now. I'm not good at business and I'm afraid of wasting your kindness." He Daqing answered firmly.

The middle-aged man was a little disappointed, but he still respected He Daqing's decision. "Okay, Master He, if you change your mind one day, you can always come to me. Here is my business card."

He Daqing took the business card, smiled and nodded, "Thank you, I will contact you if I need anything."

After seeing off the middle-aged man, He Daqing felt relieved. He knew that he was not suitable for the complicated business world. Although the life in the courtyard was simple, it made him feel at ease and happy.

At this time, Xiaolan came over and saw the business card in He Daqing's hand. She asked, "Master He, what does that person do?"

"He's a big boss who wants me to invest in opening a bookstore." He Daqing replied calmly.

Xiaolan's eyes flashed with worry, "So what do you say?"

"I refused." He Daqing smiled, "I think my life is pretty good now, and I don't want to take the risk."

Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I think it's good now, too. You did the right thing."

He Daqing nodded, and his heart became more determined in his choice. He knew that the meaning of life was not only to pursue more wealth, but also to find inner peace and satisfaction.

In the afternoon, He Daqing continued to be busy, while he was tidying up the bookstall, he chatted with the neighbors who came and went. Whenever he saw people smile because of the books he provided, he felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Master He, your book is really interesting. Are there any similar ones?" asked a young man.

"Yes, you can take a look at these books, they are all of the same type." He Daqing recommended enthusiastically.

When they got home in the evening, He Daqing and Xiaolan sat in the yard, looking at the starry sky and chatting. The courtyard was quiet and peaceful, with the occasional sound of insects, making it seem particularly peaceful.

"Xiaolan, do you think it's okay for us to live like this?" He Daqing asked, his eyes full of tenderness.

Xiaolan smiled slightly, her eyes as gentle as water, "I think it's great. Simple, peaceful, and full of warmth."

He Daqing nodded, and his heart became more determined about his choice. No matter what challenges and opportunities he would encounter in the future, he would cherish his current life and spend every ordinary and beautiful day with Xiaolan.

He Daqing's bookstall business was once booming, but for some reason, the number of people visiting the stall has obviously decreased in recent days. The regular customers who used to come to the stall to buy books every day have gradually disappeared. This makes He Daqing feel confused and uneasy.

One day, He Daqing set up his stall as usual, but found that few people came to buy books. He felt a little worried and decided to ask his neighbors about the situation.

"Auntie Zhang, why don't people come to buy books recently?" He Daqing asked, trying to get some answers from her.

Aunt Zhang sighed, her expression somewhat complicated, "Master He, I heard that a new bookstore has opened nearby recently. It has a wide variety of books and the prices are cheap. Many people go there to buy books."

He Daqing's heart sank. It turned out that the competition from the new bookstore had affected his business. He tried to remain calm and continued to set up his stall, but he had already started thinking about countermeasures.

That night, He Daqing lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He was thinking about how he should deal with this sudden competition. Xiaolan seemed to sense his uneasiness and asked softly, "Master He, what's wrong with you? You seem to be worried these days."