He dragged Silhu, who was still a little confused, out of the room.
After the door closed, Cao Weidong looked at Wang He again.
"Mr. Wang, you can speak now."
Wang He sighed and said slowly.
"Mr. Cao, the rumors about this courtyard house being haunted are actually not groundless..."
Cao Weidong opened his eyes wide in surprise.
After working together for so long, I still bought a ghost house?
So he asked carefully.
.......
It was already noon when we left the courtyard, and everyone was a little hungry, Shazhu suggested.
"Why don't you go to my place to eat? I still have some meat and vegetables at home. I'll make you a bowl of rotten meat noodles."
When it comes to noodles, the first thing that comes to mind is probably Lao BJ’s fried noodles.
This is also the most famous.
It has almost become a cultural symbol.
But in fact, the noodle culture in Sijiucheng also has a long history. Just for eating noodles, there are as many as eighteen kinds of braised noodles.
Among them is rotten pork noodles.
The so-called rotten meat does not mean rotten meat, but refers to good meat that is not in pieces.
The raw material can be pork.
Or beef, mutton, donkey meat, etc.
Anyway, just the scraps of minced meat will do.
Because it is cheap and easy to make, it is also known as the "happy pill" for the poor to satisfy their cravings.
In the play "Teahouse", Yutai Teahouse sells rotten meat noodles.
Silly Zhu’s cooking skills are beyond words.
But it's a long way from where he lives, and cooking takes time, so Cao Weidong suggested.
"No need to go to so much trouble. Let's eat nearby. After eating, everyone will go about their business."
There happened to be a cheap hot pot restaurant nearby, so Cao Weidong simply chose this place to treat Sha Zhu and Zhao Jinzhu to eat hotpot mutton.
This kind of hot pot restaurant uses old-fashioned wood-fired copper pots.
The base ingredients are simple onions, ginger and other ingredients.
The dipping sauce is the old BJ’s usual Erba sauce.
You can add soy sauce, chive flowers, fermented bean curd, green onions, coriander, etc. as appropriate according to your personal preference.
This is the most common way to eat it in Sijiucheng.
Cao Weidong asked the store for two kilograms of mutton and asked the store to bring him a bottle of liquor.
There was wine and meat, and the three of them had a great time.
After filling his stomach, Zhao Jinzhu said.
"Mr. Cao, I have written down the rough specifications of the courtyard. I will make a design drawing when I get back. It will take about three days to complete. I will show it to you then."
"Okay, I'll bother you, Master Zhao, but I have some small requests. I'd like you to join them when the time comes."
"Mr. Cao, please speak."
Zhao Jinzhu immediately sat upright, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and said respectfully.
Cao Weidong was very satisfied with this attitude.
Putting aside Zhao Jinzhu's abilities, his attitude alone made him very comfortable.
Next, Cao Weidong raised some requirements regarding residence.
Zhao Jinzhu wrote them down one by one.
And put forward their own ideas based on Cao Weidong's opinions.
After all, there are specialties in the profession.
Zhao Jinzhu had some suggestions that even Cao Weidong had not thought of, which made him secretly praise Zhao Jinzhu's professionalism.
Silly Zhu was beside him and couldn't say anything at all, so he just focused on eating meat.
A few people chatted while eating, and by the time they finished eating, they had pretty much talked about it.
Zhao Jinzhu closed the book and put it back into his pocket, picked up the last piece of mutton in the bowl, ate it, and then said.
"Mr. Cao, thank you for your hospitality. Then I will go back and get busy."
After sending Zhao Jinzhu away, Cao Weidong took Shazhu to see the location of the hotel.
On the way, Shazhu asked curiously.
"Weidong, what did the old man tell you? What happened in the courtyard?"
"Nothing, just some rumors."
Cao Weidong said nonchalantly.
Wang He told Cao Weidong a rumor.
The original owner of this courtyard house was a relative of the emperor.
It is said that he and the emperor are relatives within the fifth server. Unfortunately, he is not favored by Lafayette and is often suppressed and bullied.
Later, the Eight-Power Allied Forces invaded, and Sijiu City was reduced to chaos. The Japs burned, killed, and looted the city. No one in the family was spared. They all died in the courtyard. More than half a month passed before the body was found.
It smelled so bad that it was discovered.
From then on, neighbors often heard strange noises coming from the yard.
Some brave enough to pick up walls at night.
As a result, he saw a bunch of green will-o'-the-wisps. He was so frightened that he fell off the wall and broke his arm.
Since then, there have been rumors that this courtyard is haunted.
People were talking a lot.
I thought it was because the owner of the house was resentful and his ghost lingered after his death, so he wandered around the courtyard every night.
Later, after several changes, the courtyard was acquired by Wang He's ancestor and passed on to him.
Wang He warned seriously.
"It is said that the owner of the courtyard will be disturbed by the resentment of ghosts, which will cause loss of energy and bad luck. So I set aside a separate wing in the backyard to worship the Buddha. When you renovate and repair the wing, the wing will be thousands of years old.
Don’t move around.”
Cao Weidong felt a little funny at the time.
"Aren't you a professor? Why do you still believe this?"
Wang He blushed a little, but still said.
"You may believe this, but you may not believe it. Moreover, my wife was always in good health when she was young, but later she contracted ALS inexplicably. Does anyone know if there is any reason for this?"
Cao Weidong just listened to this matter as a story and didn't take it to heart at all.
The rumors of hauntings were completely false. Wang He might have been a little nervous.
Moreover, until the time he traveled through time, the cause of ALS was not very clear. How could it be caused by strange ghosts and gods?
So he didn't mention it again.
I walked through several alleys with Shazhu, and finally came to a shop on the second floor facing the street.
"How about this place? It has two floors and more than a thousand square meters, which is enough to open a pretty good restaurant."
This is a shop facing the street, located near Zhengyangmen, and the surrounding area is also very popular.
Silly Zhu looked at it and nodded repeatedly.
But he was a little worried.
"The location here is good. The rent shouldn't be cheap, right?"
"There is no rent, because I have already bought this shop."
Cao Weidong smiled.
“I saw this place for sale a while ago, so I asked about it and bought it directly.”
Silly Zhu was speechless, then he realized that rich people can really do whatever they want.
Cao Weidong continued.
"Since it is a joint venture between us, some items must be clearly stated in advance. I am responsible for the hotel and decoration, and I will also arrange people for the operation. You will be the general manager of the hotel, mainly managing the kitchen."
"As for the hotel's revenue, we split it 30-70. I share 70% and you share 30%. Is there any problem?"
Silly Zhu nodded.
"No, this is normal."
Since he only produces art, the conditions are actually very generous and he has no objections.
Cao Weidong smiled.
"Okay, since you have no problem, let's make a contract and settle it like this."