Siheyuan: Tanjia Cuisine He Daqing, destroying Yi Zhonghai

After the furniture was put in place, He Daqing ran to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy a few boxes of cigarettes and two kilograms of glutinous rice cakes. He gave a box of cigarettes to each of Zhang Dafeng and the others. He then went to the street office to give Director Zhang the glutinous rice cakes and asked him to take care of the furniture and rental matters.

After finishing all this, it was time to go to work at the state-owned restaurant.

He Daqing went to meet with Director Sun of the logistics department of the state-owned hotel, and he went straight to the point and explained his situation.

Director Sun was also extremely shocked, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Master He, to be honest, I really don't want you to resign. But you also said that you want to be with your children, so I can't force you to stay."

"Well, I'll write you a letter of introduction, and you can go directly to the steel mill cafeteria to be the head chef. It will be considered a transfer, and you won't have to run around looking for others to solve your work problems."

As for the issue of the hotel's chef after He Daqing left, Director Sun did not let He Daqing worry about it. He temporarily promoted the second chef to take over and talked to some friends in the circle, asking them to help recruit people.

He Daqing really didn't expect that Director Sun would be so considerate of him. He said a lot of words of gratitude and also remembered how kind Director Sun was to him today.

After receiving the letter of introduction, He Daqing went to the finance department to collect his salary as arranged by Director Sun.

There are still six days left before the full attendance this month, and Director Sun gave the green light and directly settled the salary based on a monthly basis.

After He Daqing left the state-owned hotel, news came from Director Zhang of the Street Office that his furniture was made of good materials and had a low selling price, and it only took a few hours to sell them.

"Comrade He, the total sales amount is 163 yuan. Please count it."

Director Zhang handed the money to He Daqing.

He Daqing didn't order, but took out ten yuan and handed it to Director Zhang.

"Thank you, Director Zhang. If it weren't for your help, these things wouldn't be handled so quickly. It's just a small amount of tea money, don't mind it."

Director Zhang was startled and did not answer the call immediately.

His monthly salary was only about 40 yuan, but he was never willing to give 10 yuan to others.

"Comrade He, if you have anything else to say, just tell me directly."

Director Zhang said politely.

He mistakenly thought that the Qing Dynasty's gift of such a large value was definitely not a simple thank you.

He Daqing was stunned for a moment, and he had forgotten that money in this era was real. He just wanted to take out the one with the largest face value in the stack to show his sincerity.

"It's nothing, Director Zhang. I just want to thank you sincerely. I'm leaving now. I'll come back when I have the chance, and I may have to trouble you again."

Only after seeing He Daqing's sincerity did Director Zhang dare to accept it.

Director Zhang's attitude became more friendly, and he immediately assured He Daqing that he would rent out the house as soon as possible.

Even if the White Widow comes to make trouble at that time, he will never give in.

He Daqing felt relieved, said goodbye to Director Zhang, and went to Zhang Dafeng's house.

He Daqing didn't want to go back to the house where he lived before, so he said goodbye to Zhang Dafeng and stayed temporarily at Zhang Dafeng's house before leaving.

Zhang Dafeng and his wife had no objections, and they even cleaned up a room for He Daqing to live in.

That room was also convenient to live in. There was a door facing the street and one could just walk out through that small door without disturbing anyone at home.

After He Daqing went in, he locked the door and drew the curtains.

He took out all his money and put it together. In addition to his salary and the money for selling furniture, there was also the one hundred and thirty dollars he had snatched back from the White Widow.

"More than 300 yuan, according to the current living standard, it can last for a long time, which is really good."

He Daqing sorted out the money and put it in an iron box.

Nowadays, the country has introduced a new currency denomination, with the largest denomination being ten yuan. His large and small denominations of money looked like a huge pile.

Thinking about the crowded and distracting way home, He Daqing planned to go to the bank early tomorrow morning. He would either exchange all the small-denomination currencies for big-united currencies, or save some of them so that he would have enough to spend.

"Daqing, are you back?"

Zhang Dafeng's voice came from the yard. He Daqing immediately put the iron box under the pillow, got up and walked out.

"Dafeng, it's time to get off work."

He Daqing responded, looking into the room, "Brother, I'll treat you tonight. Take your wife out to eat together."

Zhang Dafeng waved his hand, "I bought the wine and food, let's eat, my wife has gone back to her parents' home."

"She said you were leaving, so I must drink with you for a while longer, so I won't disturb our chat."

He Daqing paused in surprise, and then praised Zhang Dafeng for marrying a good wife.

Unlike his original self, he was so stupid and was deceived by the White Widow and schemed against by Yi Zhonghai.

If he hadn't traveled through time, his original self would still be trapped in the cage, suffering humiliation.

"Brother, I won't go home until I'm drunk tonight."

Zhang Dafeng put his hand on He Daqing's shoulder, and He Daqing did not dodge.

This is the only good friend of the original body in Baocheng, and he should spend more time with him.

The two went to the living room, and sure enough, the wine and food were already set out.

Zhang Dafeng filled He Daqing's glass with wine and said many heartfelt words. He Daqing also said that when he settled down in Sijiu City, he would write to him and welcomed Zhang Dafeng to visit him.

Zhang Dafeng agreed, but he also knew that the two cities were quite far apart, and it would take him a long time to actually make the trip.

He really didn't want He Daqing to leave, but he had no choice.

The two talked a lot and reminisced about the past. When they felt sad, they drank a few sips. Before they knew it, they were both drunk.

He Daqing vaguely felt that there was a mechanical voice talking in his head. He frowned, thinking he was hallucinating.

"Ding, host locked, bound."

"Ding, the Wine Immortal System is at your service."

"Ding, the system is successfully bound. I will be rewarded with a Millennium Aged Brewing Spring, the inheritance of the Brewing Technology of the Wine Immortal, and a bottle of Body Tempering and Marrow Washing Fluid."

He Daqing muttered, "What a mess..."

I don't know which sentence hit the point, but the body-quenching and marrow-washing liquid was directly opened and poured into He Daqing's mouth. The jade bottle containing the liquid disappeared on its own, as if it had never appeared.

He Daqing fell into a deep sleep and did not wake up until the next morning.

He thought he would be dizzy and confused after a night of hangover, but when he opened his eyes and looked at the world, he found that everything around him was so clear.

He looked at the mosquito lying on the window two meters away. He could even see the joints on the mosquito's legs clearly.

This discovery made He Daqing very excited. Could it be that what he heard last night was true? Did he have a belated golden finger?

He Daqing was just about to study the properties of the golden finger, and suddenly he heard a slight creaking sound and a woman's humming sound...

He immediately locked onto the direction of the sound source, which was exactly Zhang Dafeng's neighbor's house.

Working so hard early in the morning shows how full of vigor and vitality you are.

He Daqing pulled the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether to be happy or sad when he thought that in the future he would be able to inadvertently hear some blushing and heartbeat sounds.

"Daqing, when did you wake up?" Zhang Dafeng opened his eyes, covered his head and talked to He Daqing.