Jia Youcai took Sha Zhu straight to the tavern to see if Lao Niu had arrived and to settle yesterday's bill first.
It was always Jia Youcai who owed people money and refused to pay it back, so how could he let others owe him money and not pay it back?
Wouldn't that make him a grandson? The one who owes money is the uncle. Jia Youcai has been a grandfather in the village for so many years, he can't be a grandson today.
He opened the curtain of the tavern and walked in. There was no one else inside except Lao Niu and Old Man He.
The two were talking when Jia Youcai came over with Sha Zhu and grabbed Lao Niu who was about to stand up to say hello.
Jia Youcai looked at the old cow who had just woken up from drunkenness and had his head drooped, and said with a smile: "Don't get up. What's the matter, old cow, are you sober now? Otherwise, let the shopkeeper take a few sips.
I'm sure the alcohol will wear off quickly, and I'll be a scumbag again by the afternoon."
Lao Niu's face turned pale and he waved his hands: "Hey, you are just talking nonsense. Tell me, I almost got drunk to death when I came back yesterday. I tossed and turned for half the night. If I hadn't given you a bet today, I would have had to lie down for the whole day.
You've made a fortune this time, but don't forget your uncle Niu. You have to treat me to a month of drinking."
Jia Youcai said with a smile: "I say, I say, if you can't afford other people's drinks, then the He's fragrant type can still provide you with enough drinks, what do you think?"
The old cow said hurriedly: "That's very good, but not intoxicating. Next time I drink strong liquor with you, I will be a fool."
Jia Youcai sat down and said to Old Man He, "Boss, bring some snacks, and get a pound of white wine and half a pound of fragrant liquor for Mr. Niu.
Shazhu, can you drink? Let’s try it later.”
Sha Zhu didn't say a word since he came in. He sat with Jia Youcai and listened to him talking to others.
"Yes, I can drink. I often secretly drink my father's wine."
Jia Youcai said: "Xiao, drink a little later, don't drink too much or you will become like Xiao."
Old Niu looked at Sha Zhu and felt that he looked more and more familiar. He couldn't help but ask, "Sha Zhu? Isn't your name He Yuzhu? Your father's name is He Daqing, right?"
Sha Zhu was stunned, looked at Lao Niu and said, "You know my father, and you also know me, why haven't I seen you before?"
The old cow said with a smile: "I have seen you once, when I came to your yard to collect rent last month. I saw you and was a little impressed."
Jia Youcai was stunned. Such an old man was related to the Siheyuan. Could it be that the courtyard was his house and he even collected rent from it?
It's not impossible. After all, the ancestors were all local residents. The three-courtyard house, plus the east and west side courtyards, is not an ordinary residence for an old man with the surname Qi.
Nanluoguxiang is right next to Di'anmen, a very convenient location. In the past, only high-ranking officials could live near the imperial palace.
Jia Youcai asked hurriedly, "Why, Lao Niu, from what you said, No. 95 Nanluoguxiang is your house?"
Lao Niu smiled bitterly and said, “These are all inherited from our ancestors. They have been passed down to the present day. My grandfather squandered all his money on opium. All that’s left is our own house and the three-story house at No. 95.
I have no skills and have never been to school. When I was a child, I just hung out with a bunch of playboys and played with birds and dogs.
Now that I'm down and out, I still had to scrape together the money from yesterday's gambling game.
Many factories in the city have stopped production, and many tenants have moved out. We can't even collect the final rent. What kind of business is this? "
Jia Youcai was so annoyed. You are being so Versailles. Not only does it have your own house, you also have a whole three-courtyard house, and you are still crying poor to me.
Jia Youcai said hurriedly, "Old Niu, stop talking nonsense and take out the money quickly. You are still poor. If you sell the yard, you will get tens of thousands of dollars.
Compared to you, I am the poor one. I know Courtyard No. 95, and my nephew lives in the middle courtyard. Does Jia Gui know that?
Jia Youcai nodded at Lao Niu and asked, "Why, are you short of money? How about you sell the east side of the courtyard to me?
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