HPDBC Chapter 37 Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office Makes a Request
Chapter 37 Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office Makes a Request
In May of the 53rd year, two years had passed since He Yuzhu traveled through time.
Over the past two years, He Yuzhu has gained a clearer understanding of this era. Apart from occasionally reminiscing about his past life, he is now completely familiar with this world.
He Yushui is already nine years old and will soon be in the third grade. He Yuzhu plans to let her skip a grade and go directly to the fourth grade.
Privately, He Yuzhu had been tutoring He Yushui, so that she could skip a year of school and graduate from university a year earlier.
He Yuzhu has done his best for this younger sister. I wouldn't say he's done exceptionally well, but he's certainly better than Sha Zhu.
Given his age, he treated He Yushui like a daughter. As they watched her grow up day by day, their relationship deepened.
He Yushui no longer misses her father He Daqing as often, mainly because her older brother is too good to her.
She was never deprived of her allowance, and often brought home delicious food. If she didn't know she couldn't reveal what was in her house, He Yushui would be eager to show off the good food she ate every day.
He Yuzhu placed a new cabinet in his bedroom. It was a large cabinet that he had specially commissioned to be made, which he used as his treasure trove. There were already forty small yellow croakers and five large yellow croakers inside.
Besides the small yellow croaker, there was also a new hunting rifle, a pistol, and dozens of bullets. He bought the hunting rifle online when he first started building the nursing home.
At the time, I was thinking of going out hunting occasionally, since what man doesn't yearn for the scene of hunting in the mountains and forests?
This hunting rifle turned out to be a great help to him. Going out to trade small yellow croakers wasn't always safe. Some people, seeing He Yuzhu alone, might have had ulterior motives.
Thanks to his body, which was modified after his transmigration, his physical strength, agility, and reaction speed are now top-notch.
With the original owner's existing boxing skills, combined with his own modified Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) striking techniques, He Yuzhu was confident that he could easily defeat more than a dozen people.
He Yuzhu, the evolved version of the Siheyuan War God, is certainly not afraid of being double-crossed, but it's hard to say what would happen if the other party had a gun.
He Yuzhu did encounter danger once, when the other party pointed a pistol at him.
As a result, He Yuzhu, who was empty-handed, suddenly pulled out a long spear as if by magic and pointed it at himself.
That time, He Yuzhu not only got a pistol for free, but also two large yellow croakers. The other party knelt on the ground and almost smashed his head, but in the end, He Yuzhu took the other party's belongings and left.
He Yuzhu controlled his desires; he knew that if he were to fire the gun, he could do so without leaving any clues.
However, once the shackles in his heart are broken, he may get used to solving problems in this way in the future.
At least for now, the situation doesn't warrant him going on a killing spree. He Yuzhu may be immoral, but it's best to minimize the amount of killing he commits.
He Yuzhu was particularly careful during his subsequent transactions and did not encounter any further danger.
You can't kill people every time, and you can't fertilize the land in the space like this.
After all, with so many livestock, their manure is enough to fertilize the land.
The space itself is now a complete ecological chain, using several acres of land to grow grains and vegetables, harvesting grains to feed livestock.
Leftover pork bones, mutton bones, and even fish bones are ground into powder and added to animal feed again; this is called reuse.
The water wells in this space have an inexhaustible supply of water, the workings of which are unknown. Even the sun and moon appear in this space, but we won't delve into the rest.
With water and sunlight, and with photovoltaic power stations providing electricity, everything is in a perfect closed loop.
He Yuzhu felt fortunate that he had chosen to build a retirement home and had made all the necessary preparations in advance.
Otherwise, it would be quite awkward to bring an empty space. It's not like we're smuggling; it's just a space. It's not that it's useless, but its function isn't actually that great.
Now that we have these few acres of land, it not only solves our own food problem.
Every year, they could earn 20 to 30 million yuan in profit, which would accumulate until the reform and opening up, allowing them to enjoy a life of luxury and extravagance.
It's like already enjoying the present and the future ahead of time.
He had no other desires in this life but to make every day vibrant and fulfilling.
He Yuzhu's monthly expenses are not small. A pack of Huazi cigarettes costs 7,200 yuan, and He Yuzhu buys two packs every month, which is 144,000 yuan.
Of course, these cigarettes are hard to buy; most are brands like Daqianmen and Mudan. He Yuzhu is now just looking forward to going to cook for those leaders.
Money isn't important; the main thing is that we can collect tobacco and alcohol.
The tea was bought for 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per kilogram. He Yuzhu had bought hundreds of kilograms in advance, which was better than drinking broken tea later.
He Yuzhu doesn't really like baijiu (Chinese liquor), but he buys a few bottles occasionally.
Cigarettes and tea cost less than 200,000 a month, so He Yushui received 50,000 and Qin Huairu received 100,000.
He would occasionally go out pretending to buy some food, vegetables, and daily necessities. Basically, four or five hundred thousand yuan a month was enough for his expenses.
He goes out to host banquets once a week, earning over 100,000 yuan each time. With four times a month, he can earn 500,000 to 600,000 yuan in extra income.
He Yuzhu now fully understands that saying: the strong never complain about their environment.
Who says there is no happiness in times of scarcity?
He Yuzhu was very happy, and he saw Qin Huairu almost every three days.
We meet around 1 a.m. each time and don't finish until 3 p.m.
All He Yuzhu paid was 100,000 yuan and some vegetables worth a few hundred yuan.
This expense, which would be half a month's salary for an ordinary person, is nothing to He Yuzhu.
Even if you go for a foot massage, it's a one-time business. Unlike now, where people treat you like royalty, and you don't have to worry about germs or anything like that.
This guy, like Sha Zhu, was also subsidizing Qin Huairu, but the results were different. Sha Zhu was completely treated like a blood bank by Qin Huairu, and didn't appreciate it at all.
He Yuzhu is truly experiencing a kind of happiness that even Jia Dongxu has never had.
Sha Zhu would rather starve himself and his sister than fail to win a smile from the beauty.
He Yuzhu prioritized his own safety, and only after He Yushui did he give Qin Huairu some supplies.
These supplies were nothing to He Yuzhu, just a drop in the ocean.
He Yuzhu has recently been thinking about whether to get a courtyard house, since the current dilapidated courtyard is still somewhat inconvenient.
It's especially cold in winter.
In April of this year, the military control commission was transformed into a subdistrict office, which is currently repairing and maintaining the existing buildings.
The neighborhood committee had no choice but to reluctantly give up those particularly dilapidated courtyards.
He Yuzhu felt that if he went to the neighborhood office to ask about buying one of those small, collapsed courtyards, the neighborhood office would definitely not refuse.
Others might think that buying a house now is not worthwhile, but He Yuzhu doesn't care. He even knows that this is the most valuable thing.
The next day, He Yuzhu went to the subdistrict office. When the clerk heard that He Yuzhu was inquiring about buying a house, and even a house in a courtyard, he told He Yuzhu to go to Director Wang.
"Hello Director Wang, I am He Yuzhu from No. 95 Nanluoguxiang."
A middle-aged woman in her forties with short hair sat behind her desk. Director Wang, Wang Shuhua, was a constant presence.
I had met He Yuzhu before when I went to the courtyard to deal with the case of the deaf old lady who had fallen. I knew then that he wasn't exactly an honest kid, although there was no evidence to prove that he was the one who poured water on the deaf old lady's door.
However, they don't need to look at the evidence, including the case of Yi Zhonghai.
"Hello, Comrade He, what brings you here?"
"Director Wang, I saw that the neighborhood office has been renovating houses recently, so I wanted to ask if there are any houses with a single courtyard, even if they have collapsed, I can buy them and renovate them myself."
"Oh, Comrade He, what do you do for a living now? This courtyard house isn't cheap!"
"Director Wang, I currently work at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill and am the director of the mill's guesthouse."
"Hey, I used to help you with your affairs. It hasn't been that long, and you're already the manager of the guesthouse. By the way, I heard you have a family tradition of cooking?"
"Yes, my dad specializes in Shandong cuisine, while I learned Sichuan cuisine from Wang Defa, the master chef of Fengzeyuan Restaurant."
Upon hearing that He Yuzhu was learning to cook from Wang Defa, the master chef at Fengzeyuan, it seemed that the problem that had been troubling Director Wang recently had a solution.
"That's great. Do you usually cater to banquets?"
"Sure, but I only do catering on my days off."
"Okay, then I'll schedule it for this week. My son is getting married and we need to have six tables. What do you think we need to prepare?"
When Director Wang's son got married, he naturally wanted to find a good chef to cook at home. When He Yuzhu casually suggested it, it actually worked.
"Oh, if you trust me, I'll prepare all the ingredients for you and bring them over. You just need to prepare the tables and chairs in advance."
"Okay, then I'll leave everything to you. Don't worry, I'll handle everything according to the rules, from the ingredients to your payment."
"No problem, are you patronizing my business?"
"By the way, you said you wanted to buy a yard, are you really not afraid of one that's dilapidated?"
"Yeah, that kind of place. I don't need to live there for now. It's mainly to prepare in advance for when I have more children."
Director Wang picked up the map and looked at it for a long time before pointing to a spot and saying...
"There's a courtyard here, but the adjacent area has already been taken by other government agencies. This courtyard is the west wing of the original siheyuan (traditional courtyard house). There are four rooms in the courtyard, and they've all mostly collapsed. If you think it's acceptable, you'll need to build a new gate on the outside."
Director Wang thought He Yuzhu was straightforward, so he went to the trouble of finding him a nice courtyard.
He Yuzhu just wanted to find a detached house, and didn't care about the size of the house or how old or dilapidated the yard was.
Hearing that other units were nearby made him even more satisfied, as this would ensure better privacy in the future; otherwise, it would be hard to say what would happen in the next few years.
"I'll go take a look now, and if it's suitable, we'll finalize it today."
"Okay, then I'll arrange for someone to go with you and take a look."
Director Wang was a man of action, and he immediately arranged for a young man to accompany He Yuzhu to look at houses.
Director Wang didn't think He Yuzhu would buy that kind of house. To put it bluntly, there was nothing there except an empty lot.