Chapter 328 Arrangement
After the two fishing guys Chu Heng and Uncle Zhao chatted enthusiastically for more than 20 minutes, a loud roar suddenly broke the tranquility in the alley.
"Zhao, are you a bastard? You've given me a few fish for so long, and you don't want to eat? Come back here quickly, the whole family is waiting for you to eat!"
Uncle Zhao's expression suddenly changed when he heard the sound, and his legs trembled with fear. He subconsciously turned around and ran out, but when he was about to go out, he He stopped and turned around and said, "What about that, Director Chu, I've got to go back in advance. We've agreed that we'll go to the Ming Tombs next time. You can't hold me back!"
" There's definitely no problem with me, just don't break the appointment." Chu Heng looked at Uncle Zhao with a strange face as he left in a hurry, as if he was in a hurry to reincarnate.
Judging from the old man's reaction, the roar just now should have come from Aunt Zhao next door.
I didn’t expect that that dry little old lady had such a loud voice!
Good guy.
The big clock hanging on the city gate tower is much inferior to her!
And, look at this, Uncle Zhao still has tracheitis?
"Tsk!"
Mr. Chu, who had always been tough at home, curled his lips in disdain, turned around and walked into the kitchen. Seeing that the fish he had brought back had been cooked, he casually took the fish that the old man had given him. He threw the fish to Du San: "Whoever among the three of you wants to take this, you can take it back and eat it, but remember to tuck it in when you leave. It's not good for others to see it as a gift from someone else."
"Thank you. You."
Du San happily took the fish and glanced at his face without any trace. Seeing that his expression had returned to his usual appearance, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then asked cheerfully: "Master Chu, Can I drink Maotai today?”
“Fuck, you’re really good at choosing. Just one bottle, don’t you have more?” Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and strolled out with his hands behind his back. The kitchen.
Seeing this, Jiang Keba on the side quickly came over and asked: "Chu Chuchu... no no no... angry..."
Du San had been with him for several years, and he guessed in an instant. After realizing what he meant, he put the fish aside with a smile and whispered: "Master Chu is like this, he has a bad temper." You have to go quickly. If you see him lose his temper in the future, just stay away. After an hour or half an hour, it will be fine."
"Oh oh oh... "Jiang Keba nodded in a learned manner, feeling relieved, and immediately wiped himself off and continued cooking.
His burly body and palms as big as cattail fans formed a sharp contrast with the spatula that was only as long as Ni Yinghong's little arm.
It’s very inconsistent no matter how you look at it. .
It has a sense of joy like Zhang Fei's embroidery.
“Crash!”
The kitchen was filled with oil smoke, and the thick aroma of food filled the whole courtyard.
Not long after, the four dishes were served.
Beijing sauce eggplant strips, tomatoes scrambled eggs, cucumbers, braised fish.
It is no different from what ordinary people would eat when they have guests over.
Director Chu learned to keep a low profile...
What a fool!
Chu Heng looked at the several dishes on the table, smashing them into pieces. He felt that they were still too plain, so he turned around and went to the east room, walked around a pile of old furniture, and picked up the food from the chest of drawers. I took out a can of lunch meat and some peanuts.
The smiling Han Xu's eyes were wide open. One was looking east, staring at the braised fish, and the other was looking west, holding on to the luncheon meat.
"Brothers have worked hard today, please drink more!"
Chu Heng generously took out a bottle of Moutai, opened it, and poured a glass for each person, just in time to finish the bottle.
The four of them exchanged glasses and chatted. After a while, one glass of wine was empty.
Soon he opened a few more bottles of Jingzhi Baigan. Although this wine was not as good as Maotai, it could still be considered a good wine.
Therefore, Brother Du San and others couldn't help but have a few more drinks.
By the time the banquet was over, they were shaking as they walked.
What’s surprising is that after Jiang Keba was drunk, his speech became so smooth!
"Master Chu, if we can follow you, you can take a look at how lucky our brothers are at that time. I will definitely not let you down. I will be a gun in your hand from now on." , I will fight wherever you tell me!”
It’s rare to be able to speak so fluently, so Jiang Keba’s words suddenly became very dense.
Although Chu Heng also wanted to take advantage of this rare opportunity to listen to a few more words, he still had a lot of things to do later, so he could only wink at Du San, and then smiled at Jiang Ke Ba said: "Don't talk about whether you are a gangster or not. We will be good brothers from now on. As long as you work hard, I will definitely not I will treat you badly." "I believe this. Mr. Chu is the little Mengchang of Sijiucheng. He has nothing to say to his brothers and friends!" Du San gave Chu Heng a knowing look and walked up with a smile. In front of him, he pulled Jiang Keba and walked out of the courtyard: "I'm gone, I have to return the cart."
"No, Mr. San, I'm chatting with Mr. Chu. It's still early in the day. What are you in a hurry for?"
Jiang Keba was reluctant to be caught up by Du San. After getting the cart, the three of them rode one and left Xiaolihua Hutong in a leisurely manner.
“This kid is really successful.”
Chu Heng stood outside the courtyard, watching their retreating figures, and shook his head in amusement.
It wasn't until no one was in sight that he turned around, closed the far door, and hurried back into the house.
As soon as he entered the house, he quickly put the old furniture piled messily in various rooms into the warehouse.
Then, he began to take things out of the warehouse according to his own plan, and decorated the house bit by bit.
Although according to his idea, he should not live in this courtyard for too long, he still has to live in it for a while. If it is properly arranged, it will be comfortable to live in, right?
The first thing Chu Heng went to was the east room, and the first thing he took out was the bed he had been thinking about for a long time.
"Brush!"
With a wave of his hand, a huge bed that looked like an independent room suddenly appeared in the room.
“It’s so beautiful!”
Chu Heng stretched out his slender white palm obsessively and gently touched the beautiful glyphs on it. After a while, he He took out a piece of red silk and tied it to the beam inside the bed.
Miss Ni likes to swing, this is a must.
Who gave us this condition?
After tying up the swing, he wiped himself and continued to take it out.
He took out another large wardrobe and chest of drawers, and then placed half of a set of sofas he picked up from Lou's house close to the west corner.
There is only one double and a single, and the remaining three and single are really hard to let go.
The house is still too small...
"Tsk!"
Chu Heng sat on it and tried it, touching the smooth leather and nodding with satisfaction.
Wide enough, soft and waterproof.
Good stuff!
Then he ran to the main room happily.
The Arhat bed, tables, chairs and benches were also set out.
Besides these exquisite furniture that only the nobles could use in the past.
In the blink of an eye.
The original rustic hall has become antique and full of nobility.
Chu Heng looked at the empty wall and felt that it was too plain. After thinking about it, he took out a few ancient paintings from the Qing Dynasty and prepared to hang them up.
He had just brought the round stool and was about to hang the painting, but then he frowned and hesitated, gave up the plan, and put all those words away.
The old furniture is not very eye-catching, but the ancient paintings are a bit too impressive.
He sat on the round stool next to the newly bought Eight Immortals table in the middle of the room and pondered for a while. Then he wiped himself and found red paper and pen and ink, and wrote down a few characteristics of the era in one fell swoop. Several large characters were posted in the center of the north wall behind the Arhat's bed.
I am working hard to code,
There is one more.
(End of this chapter)