Click......"

The tape slowly turned, and Silly Pillar sat on a bench in front of the TV, watching intently.

"Cuihua Building, it turned out to be the kitchen of Cuihua Building."

Looking at a three-entry courtyard house that appeared on TV, Silly Zhu was so surprised that he couldn't do it.

This place he recognizes is Cuihua Building.

By the way, now it has been renamed Capital Restaurant, but it is just a change, and nothing else has changed.

When he went to Cuihua Building to apply for an apprenticeship, the master inside didn't want him, which made him very angry, and he held a grudge for several years.

I didn't expect to see the back kitchen of Cuihua Building today.

Silly Zhu was secretly happy in his heart, he had to learn all the signature dishes of Cuihua Building.

Silly Zhu was happy to see it, and He Xiaoke, who was standing behind, was depressed.

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, did he personally hand over this tape to Lou Xiao'e with a stupid pillar?

He always felt that the stupid mind was not on this videotape.

"Phew, eat the bowl and look at the pot, be careful that you can't catch either end."

He Xiao turned his head to look at the stupid pillar and despised it fiercely.

"Turn off the sound, I'm going to sleep, don't call me halfway."

"You can sleep in peace, I can't disturb you."

"That's good."

With a yawn, He Xiao climbed onto the bed and fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

It's been a tiring day.

……

When he woke up again, it was already dawn, and he got up and looked inside the house, but he didn't see the stupid pillar.

"I went back so early, and I don't know if he can cook in the afternoon."

There was some worry in his heart, He Xiao was afraid that Qin Huairu would fool the stupid pillar and continue to cook and sell.

Silly Zhu's craftsmanship is very good, in case he accumulates some regular customers, maybe they can really open a small restaurant in the courtyard.

Hey, it's scary to think about, this can't make the Jia family make money.

He Xiao couldn't sleep anymore, he ripped off his clothes and put them on neatly.

After washing up in the courtyard, he returned to the house, pulled out a small suitcase from under the wooden bed, and counted the money.

At the house at the entrance of the street, Mr. Zhao asked for 5,000 yuan, that is, 500 pieces of unity, and he was busy for a long time, counting out two thick stacks.

Afraid that he would count wrongly, he took it and counted it again, and made sure that it was five hundred, and he was relieved.

glanced at the small leather bag, the 10,000 yuan that Lou Xiao'e gave him at the beginning had been almost spent, and there were only some foreign exchange coupons left.

Thinking about it, He Xiao is also a little staggered, how long has it been, and he is about to spend all 10,000 yuan.

But the money is not in vain.

Two houses in a courtyard, a shop on the street, and a bunch of Huanghuali furniture, in another twenty years, maybe it will be worth a small goal.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"He Xiao? Are you up?"

"Ahem, three masters, you wait for me for a while."

He Xiao was a little helpless, the third master was diligent enough, and he really regarded him as a place to work.

Now he doesn't need to urge, every day as soon as he wakes up, it won't take long for the three masters to come over.

In this video hall, the three masters are much more attentive than him.

Shaking his head, he pulled through his satchel and put five thousand dollars in it.

Closing the small suitcase, he pushed it under the wooden bed again.

After glancing around and seeing that there was nothing wrong, he opened the door and welcomed the three masters in.

"He Xiao, you're carrying a bag, are you going out?"

When the third master saw He Xiao's dress, he was a little strange.

"Well, I have something to do today, the third master, you continue to collect the ticket money in the house, I'm sorry for you."

……

After instructing the three masters, He Xiao pushed Xiao Suzuki and walked out of the yard.

"Suddenly, suddenly, suddenly

。」

Riding a small Suzuki, when passing by the entrance of the alley, there happened to be a stall selling breakfast, and he stopped to taste it.

The fritters on the stall were a little worse, and he ate one and didn't continue to eat them.

But the tofu brain is good, he drank a bowl and didn't enjoy it, so he asked for another bowl.

When he was full of food and drink, he rode Xiao Suzuki and went straight to No. 13 Xiaoxi Hutong.

……

"Comrade Xiao He, come here so early? You go into the house, I'll be done in a moment."

Teacher Zhao was squatting in front of the faucet, washing, and when he saw He Xiao coming, he hurriedly greeted him.

"You're busy, leave me alone."

He Xiao was not in a hurry to go in, he walked around the courtyard, and only after Mr. Zhao finished washing up did he follow into the house.

"Count them."

didn't say nonsense, He Xiao opened the satchel, took out two stacks of money from it, and handed it over directly.

"Ahem."

Mr. Zhao's eyelids jumped, these two stacks of money were really shocking.

His hand trembled a little, and he took it carefully.

"Xiao He, you sit first."

With a polite word, Mr. Zhao walked to the desk and counted them one by one.

After a long time of busy work, he counted them all, these two big stacks, no more, no less, exactly five thousand yuan.

Tearing a piece of paper from the notebook, he took a pen and wrote a receipt, then took out the key and handed it to He Xiao.

"The money is right, the key to the house is given to you, you wait for me for a while, and we'll go to the housing authority."

Glancing back at He Xiao, he carefully hid the two stacks of money under the futon, then took out the room book from the drawer, beckoned He Xiao and walked out.

Mr. Zhao didn't have a bicycle, so He Xiao had to ride a little Suzuki to carry him.

"I'm in a hurry to use that house, and I don't have your stuff in it, right?"

"No, this house has been used as a warehouse, and I haven't looked at it since I gave it back, and I don't have any of my things in it."

Teacher Zhao sat on the back of the motorcycle and sighed softly.

(End of chapter)