Yang Jun saw that people in the yard were busy with his marriage, and it was hard for him to stand still.
So I turned back to the house and took out the six-bar front door.
"Second uncle, if you are troubled, please share the cigarettes with everyone."
There is an unwritten rule in Sijiucheng. Those who help are not free of charge. At the very least, you must control your cigarettes enough. Not only one pack per person, but one cigarette per person, you must not show any sign of it.
"One pack per person?"
The second uncle looked at the three cigarettes at the front door and said in surprise.
"Yeah." Yang Jun nodded.
When the second uncle heard this, his eyelids twitched. This Yang Jun was really rich and powerful. A bag of 35 cents a bag was given away at the front door. A bag was 35 cents, one piece was only 3.5 yuan, and six pieces was 21 yuan.
This is only for the morning. If each person is given a pack in the afternoon, it will cost 42 yuan.
The wedding lasted two days, and the help required two days, so the money for cigarettes alone was worth his month's salary.
I remember that when Liu Guangqi got married, his family used Hepa brand cigarettes that cost eight cents a pack. At that time, they were considered respectable in the yard. Unexpectedly, Yang Jun used 35 cents.
Covered by large front door.
Comparing people with each other makes people angry.
If it wasn't too eye-catching, Yang Jun wouldn't mind using domestically supplied Zhonghua.
However, he wasn't that arrogant yet.
The second uncle held six cartons of cigarettes and started to smoke. Anyone who helped would be given a box, regardless of gender.
The help lasted until two o'clock in the afternoon before the preparations were completed.
After finishing, the helper should be left to have a light meal.
The casual banquet is different from the formal banquet, just stir-fry some home-cooked dishes, as long as they are not radish and pickles.
Just the helpers and the chefs would have to cover five or six tables, which is also a big expense.
Those who are good at calculating will serve the third dish, and those who are a little more generous will share some of the ingredients for the main meal and let the chef process it, and it can be regarded as a good casual meal.
But Yang Jun's casual banquet contained eight dishes, five hot, three cold, four meat and four vegetarian. A casual banquet of this size was even richer than other people's regular banquets.
Pork stewed with potatoes, cold cucumbers, dried shredded bean sprouts, alcoholic peanuts, braised pork, pickled fish, mutton with melon seeds, and braised eggplant.
For this casual banquet, Shazhu had asked Yang Jun for instructions in advance. He had reserved enough ingredients for tomorrow's main banquet and used all the excess ingredients for the casual banquet.
There will be a casual dinner tomorrow morning, reserved for the helpers, and there will be a formal dinner until the bride comes.
Yang Jun invited everyone in the yard, whether they were helping or not, to come over and eat. The children and the elderly had no place to sit, so they had to squeeze in and eat.
Everyone is vying to eat the steamed steamed steamed buns of stick noodles and white noodles. They usually eat steamed buns at home, but even during the holidays, they can’t get enough of the steamed buns of steamed noodles. Nowadays, it’s a good dish and a good meal.
There is no limit, and they can't wait to eat it for three days in a row.
Without Jia Zhang's participation, the people in the courtyard looked much better eating.
The only people who can eat here today are the people in the courtyard. No one is too embarrassed to pack up, after all, we all live in the same courtyard.
As for the main banquet tomorrow, there will be many strangers coming to attend the wedding. I'm afraid they won't be as reserved at that time as they are now.
Yang Jun did not join them to eat together. Instead, he went home and picked up six large front doors and asked the second uncle to share them.
After finishing the meal, Yang Jun couldn't laugh or cry when he looked at the dishes that were as smooth as a mirror. The people in the yard looked as if they had been hungry for days, and they must have deliberately saved their stomachs for today's meal.
The second uncle wiped the oily smell from the corner of his mouth and commanded with a shy belly.
"Don't be idle even after you've finished your meal. Keep everything in order."
When the people in the yard heard this, they all crowded around. Some cleared the table, some swept the floor, and some helped the chef move the processed ingredients back to the new house.
After a while, everyone finished cleaning up, and the chefs said hello to Sha Zhu and went back.
People in the yard had nothing to do, so they gathered together in twos and threes and started playing around with money.
This morning, the children more or less got their lucky money. Now is the time when their backs are at their hardest. Everyone is looking for suitable opponents and preparing to turn their bicycles into motorcycles.
"Thief Sun, you are really promising. Wouldn't your conscience hurt if you were fooling around with a bunch of kids?"
Silly Zhu couldn't help but curse when he saw Xu Damao squatting on the ground and rolling dice with a few similar kids.
Everyone looked back and saw that Xu Damao had won the round and was taking the money from the child.
Xu Damao tilted his head and rolled his eyes at Si Zhu: "This man won based on his own ability, can you take care of you?"
When everyone saw that Xu Damao was not ashamed but proud, they couldn't help but blame him.
Qin Huairu: "Da Mao, you are so exhausted from winning so much money from Banggeng. Sister Qin can just give it to you."
Qin Huairu took out a dime and handed it to Xu Damao,
"You're celebrating the New Year, I'll give you some lucky money."
"Ha ha!"
Everyone burst out laughing.
When Lou Xiao'e saw Qin Huairu humiliating Xu Damao like this, she felt very embarrassed, so she blushed and pulled Xu Damao up from the ground.
"Hurry up and return the money to others. Is our family short of this little money?"
"I won't give it. I won based on my ability."
When Lou Xiao'e saw that Xu Damao was not getting enough food and salt, she drove him home, pulling and scratching him. When she left, she dropped two yuan and gave it to the children to share.
In fact, Xu Damao is not the kind of person who is short of money. His monthly salary is 42.5, and Lou Xiao'e is a rich woman. His family is not short of money at all. The reason why he plays with the half-year-old child is because he likes children and is willing to play with them.
They stay together.
For example, everyone in the yard who was about the same age as him was already married and had children. Although Jia Dongxu died, he still left three children. Yan Jiecheng and Sha Zhu also got married. Even Yang Jun was about to get married. He couldn't help but feel
Get flustered.
Among these people, he got married relatively early. It had been three or four years now, and Lou Xiao'e's stomach still hadn't moved, so he couldn't help but become anxious.
Sure enough, not long after, the sound of Xu Damao and Lou Xiao'e arguing could be heard in the backyard, and the faint sound of tables and stools being smashed could be heard.
The content of the quarrel was nothing more than the problem of hens not laying eggs.
No one in the yard tried to break up the fight. Everyone had long been accustomed to them having big quarrels every three days and minor quarrels every day.
Everyone can chat when they should, and make money when they should, and it won't be affected at all.
Afterwards, Yang Jun returned to the backyard alone, feeling a little hungry, so he looked at the prepared ingredients, thinking about just making a few bites of them, but most of them were half-cooked ingredients, and he was too lazy to touch the pot.
So, he simply locked the door and took out from the space a portion of meatballs with fried vegetables, a portion of beef with green pepper, and four steaming white flour steamed buns.
Yang Jun ate the food in big mouthfuls. In less than ten minutes, he had eaten four steamed buns. His stomach finally felt a lot better. Then he wiped his mouth and threw the dishes and chopsticks directly into the space without bothering to wash them.
Returning to the old house, he discussed with Wang Yuying what needed to be paid attention to at tomorrow's wedding. Two hours later, he went back to his room to rest.
