Hello, 1983

"I'll invite you to dinner in the evening. By the way, Director Li of your county winery last month had finished filming the commercial and went back."

After everyone settled down, Lin Zizhou got up and left.

"Uncle Lin, I'm causing you trouble."

Liu Qingshan thanked him repeatedly. After all, he was not his own uncle, but a relative on the old sister's side. In fact, he had no blood relationship.

"Qingshan, you don't need to see outsiders, see you in the evening, I have reserved a seat in Quanjude, and we will talk slowly in the evening." Lin Zizhou explained a few words and hurried away.

The old man smacked his lips: "Quanjude eats roast duck, right? It's exquisite and has a face. You decide whether it is Qianmen, Wangfujing or Heping. I will definitely join in at night."

"A few years ago, the brand of Quanjude was changed to Beijing Roast Duck Restaurant, and it was only changed back to the original old brand in 1980. I haven't eaten it for many years. I don't know if it still tastes like that."

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Uncle Shi, if you help me, it's fine to eat roast duck every day."

The old hat'er immediately widened his eyes: "It's true or false, then Shishu will do it with you!"

Hey, I agreed. Liu Qingshan persuaded him for a long time just now, but the result was not even a roast duck.

Then I heard Uncle Lao Mao'er slap his thigh again: "No, no, it's too boring to eat roast duck every day..."

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Sitting on Uncle Lao Mao'er's tricycle, Liu Qingshan slowly browsed the current cityscape of the capital.

Sitting next to him was Uncle Lu, who was chatting with the old hater without a word. As for the family members, they were resting in the guest house.

"Uncle Shi, if there is a suitable house, please help me pay attention to it. It is best to have a single house." Liu Qingshan said with a faint smile.

In the capital at the moment, the pace of life is not fast at all.

Even a little slow, like a tricycle under him.

"Yo, Xiaoshanzi, you really want to buy a house. The house in the capital is not cheap, right?"

The old hat's eyes widened, but he still couldn't believe it.

At the moment, houses in small county towns cost one or two thousand dollars, but in the capital, housing prices are still higher.

Solitary house,

That is the courtyard, even if it is a courtyard, it will cost tens of thousands.

Of course, Lao Mao'er didn't believe it. My nephew came from a small valley. How could I get so much money?

"Hehe, Brother Maoer, you don't have to worry about money. Qingshan doesn't dare to call him a millionaire now, but he still has money to buy a house."

Uncle Lu knew a little about Liu Qingshan's old background, and happily helped explain it beside him.

The old Mao'er glanced back at the nephew: "Xiao Shanzi, how much did you bring for this trip? Let's talk to the old Mao'er teacher first?"

Liu Qingshan winked at him: "Not much, just 100,000 yuan. I have 200,000 yuan on hand, but I have to leave 100,000 yuan in activity funds to buy wild vegetables."

The boss, who has been riding a tricycle for many years, shook his hands and couldn't control the handlebars, and rammed directly into the curb on the side of the road.

Fortunately, it was the old-fashioned style. At the last moment, the old hat finally helped the handlebars again and jumped out of the car:

"Boy, to be honest, are you robbing a road or a bank?"

These days, even the people in the capital don't have high wages, and at best the treatment is a little better than that of the local area.

Anyone who can have 1,800 yuan in savings is considered a wealthy family. This nephew opened his mouth to have 100,000 and 200,000 yuan. This is too scary!

"Uncle Shi, I earn all the money from my serious business."

Liu Qingshan pouted and explained.

Master Lu next to him coughed twice: It doesn't seem like a good businessman to cheat people. Fortunately, he is a little devil, which is really relieved.

He didn't know yet that Liu Qingshan made the money from selling morels, and thought that the 200,000 yuan came from a little devil.

Seeing that the two of them didn't look fake, the old hat's uncle smacked his lips, with a look of surprise, he continued to push the car forward, and said again:

"Xiaoshanzi, you can't be rich if you have money. You don't have a capital account. If you put the house in my uncle's name, will you rest assured?"

Liu Qingshan said with a smile: "Uncle, don't bother you for now. In the future, nephew will definitely honor your house."

Master Lu was next to him again: "Brother Lao Mao'er, the second sister of Qingshan, you saw it just now. She was admitted to Peking University this year, and her hukou also came."

"Which Peking University, the photo studio or the bathhouse?"

The old hat didn't react for a while.

"University, who else can I have?" Uncle Lu also felt that Bei'er had a good face.

The tricycle began to draw dragons on the road again, and Liu Qingshan was so anxious that he sat in the car and shouted, "Uncle, can you do this skill?"

The old hat jumped out of the car again, looked back at Liu Qingshan, and finally shook his head, and said a little angrily: "Yes, I understand, you are the one sent by the mute boss to attack me, right? You have accepted a good apprentice. , look at him showing off!"

Liu Qingshan also smiled: "Uncle Shi, your apprentices have all run away anyway, so just take me as your apprentice."

"Okay, wait until tomorrow morning, our father and I have sweated."

The old hat continued to get on the bike and rode for more than an hour, and came to an alley in front of him.

At this time, there were no tall buildings in the hutongs, and no cars were parked. Bicycles were pushed into the courtyard like treasures. The deep hutongs felt quite spacious.

The old branches are lush and leafy, against the blue bricks and gray tiles, revealing a bit of ancient and peaceful.

Liu Qingshan nodded: The current hutong is the real hutong, so he asked, "Master, where is this?"

"Liulichang, see if this road is not there, there are East and West factories on both sides."

Master Mao'er turned San Lun into a small alley and pointed to a large courtyard in front of him: "We're home."

Liu Qingshan said twice: "Isn't that the East Factory and the West Factory, Master Shi, you originally belonged to the West Factory."

It's a pity that Lao Mao'er didn't know this allusion and let them go to the yard on his own.

In recent years, there have been a small number of residential buildings in Beijing, but the price is high and the number is small, which is not suitable for ordinary people to live in.

Most of them are crowded in this kind of courtyard.

Now, the biggest wish of the residents of Dazayuan is to live in a high-rise building; after a few decades, it is estimated that their biggest wish is to be able to live in Dazayuan again.

Most of the large courtyards are quadrangle courtyards, and the old man lives in two west wing rooms. The house is a few years old at first glance. Coupled with various illegal constructions, it looks particularly crowded and cluttered.

"Yo, Master Mao'er, you're back, who are these two?"

A shirtless old man shaking a fan, was sitting there enjoying the shade, greeting him.

Master Bianer is also a large group in the old capital, and they are used to shirtless in summer.

It has nothing to do with being fat or thin. Like this uncle, the ribs on his body are clearly visible, and he is still shirtless.

"It was my nephew Xiao Shanzi and his friend who came all the way to see me."

The old hat said with a glorious face, and then said to Liu Qingshan and the others: "You can call this the second uncle."

"Hey, Mr. Mao, congratulations!"

The second uncle stood up and bowed his hands to the old hat in a decent manner, so happy that the old hat's mouth was grinning to the roots of his ears.

Liu Qingshan can also understand that it is indeed a good thing for an old bachelor with no relatives and no reason to suddenly appear as a nephew, and it is also used by half of the apprentices.

The teacher-disciple relationship at this time was really like a father-son relationship.

Liu Qingshan called out to the second uncle, and then handed over a small bag he brought: "Second uncle, from my hometown, you can try it."

The cloth bag was as light as two or two, and the second uncle took a look inside: "Black fungus, it's a good thing, thank you young man, let's go back and squeeze two cups."

The old hat took over the conversation: "Second uncle, don't be cheap, my nephew wants to buy a house, you help take care of that small yard, haven't it been sold yet?"

The old man with pork ribs looked at Liu Qingshan suspiciously, and then raised two fingers: "When they left, they explained it, and if they don't have this number, they won't sell it."

"200,000?" Liu Qingshan was also taken aback.

"Twenty thousand dollars!"

The second uncle shook his head again and again.

"Then see if it works?"

Hearing such a cheap price, Liu Qingshan was immediately moved.

Soon, a group of people came to the East Factory, just across a road, a distance of more than 100 meters.

The second uncle took out a bunch of keys, opened a mottled wooden door, and greeted everyone to enter.

When he entered the door, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Compared with the large courtyard just now, this small courtyard with one door and one courtyard looked clean and quiet.

It is said that it is a quadrangle, and it should be called a triple courtyard. There are three main rooms in the north, and a small room on each side.

There are three wing rooms on the east and west sides. Opposite the main room, the courtyard wall is directly opposite, including the door they just walked in, which is also a small follow-the-wall door.

In the open space in the middle of the yard, an old pomegranate tree with a thick bowl was planted, with luxuriant branches and many fruits hanging on it.

Pomegranate with a hundred sons symbolizes the prosperity of descendants, so this kind of tree is liked to be planted in the yard.

Seeing this small yard, Liu Qingshan fell in love at once.

Pushing the door is a bustling city, and closing the door is unified.

The second uncle led them and walked around the houses. He was very satisfied with the rest, except that the house was a little damp and lacking in popularity when no one lived for a long time.

"Second uncle, this house is nice, I'll buy it!"

Liu Qingshan made a decision directly. Later generations would like to buy a separate small yard here at Liulichang, but he didn't even dare to think about it.

cough!

The old hat coughed hard and glared at Liu Qingshan: "You're heartless, you still have to argue about buying a piece of onion and garlic, not to mention such a big thing as buying a house.

For the rest of the time, Lao Mao'er and the second uncle were chatting with each other, let alone, the final price was 18,500 yuan.

In fact, even if it is 20,000 yuan, Liu Qingshan is secretly happy. After decades, it will be a proper mansion.

Is it cheap? According to the current wages and prices, it is not cheap at all.

The vast majority of families, even after saving their entire lives, still cannot afford such a yard.

This yard is a distant relative of the second uncle, and he is entrusted to take care of it. That relative is said to be living in a building.

Liu Qingshan estimated that that person would definitely regret it later.

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