A courtyard house in the capital, even if you just enter the courtyard, can be worth hundreds of millions in a few decades. This kind of prince's palace is simply not something that can be measured by money.
Even though Yang Baiyi had seen a lot of ups and downs, he couldn't help but be secretly astonished. The big boss was really generous.
"Yes, the leader said that you have made great contributions to the country and deserve the best treatment."
"You should get some rest early. I'll pick you up tomorrow and take you to visit the famous scenic spots in the capital."
The staff member said something respectfully and then quietly retreated.
"Let's go and take a look at our new home."
In his previous life, living in a courtyard house in the capital was his dream, but until the end of the world, he was just an ordinary worker.
After traveling through time, I didn’t expect it to be so easy to achieve, and I didn’t even have to spend a penny.
"good."
Lin Wanru and Yang Xiaoxiao had no obsession with the courtyard house, but seeing that Yang Baiyi was so excited, they would not spoil his fun.
Compared to houses, Lin Wanru values people more. Her ideal is to live in Luoshui City and Sucheng with Yang Baiyi, because those two places have her most caring family members.
The little girl's idea was even simpler. As long as she was with her brother, it didn't matter where they lived.
Yang Baiyi took the key and opened the doors of all the rooms in the courtyard, admiring this former prince's palace room by room.
"Are these porcelains and calligraphy and paintings real or just decorations?"
The exquisite porcelain on the antique display cabinet and the famous calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall piqued Lin Wanru's interest.
"I don't know. I'll ask Cai Jingye tomorrow when he comes over."
Yang Baiyi is not omnipotent. He has no knowledge of antiques and calligraphy and paintings.
Early the next morning, Cai Jingye came to Prince Gong's Mansion with a special breakfast from Beijing.
The dining table was filled with more than a dozen lunch boxes. Cai Jingye opened the lunch boxes and introduced them to the three people.
"stop!"
When introducing douzhi, Yang Baiyi decisively pressed down the lunch box that was about to be opened.
"Forget about soybean juice, we're not used to it."
In his previous life, Yang Baiyi did not believe in evil, so he tried soy milk on purpose when traveling to Beijing. The sour and smelly taste is still fresh in Yang Baiyi's memory.
"Forget about not drinking. Actually, I'm not really used to it."
When buying breakfast, Cai Jingye also hesitated whether to buy soy milk.
The task he received was to buy all the special breakfasts in Beijing. After thinking about it, he decided to buy a bowl of soy milk.
If Yang Baiyi and the others are used to drinking it, it won’t be too late to buy a few more tomorrow.
"Comrade Cai Jingye, we can't finish our meal either. Come over and have some together!"
Yang Baiyi is an easy-going person at heart and has no class consciousness in his heart.
Whether they were members of the Chenjiatun commune or coolies riding tricycles, Yang Baiyi could sit at the same table and eat with them.
"Commander, I had already eaten when you came. Please have breakfast first. I will wait for you outside the door."
Cai Jingye tactfully retreated so as not to disturb Yang Baiyi and the other two from enjoying their breakfast.
"Commander, is there any place you guys would like to go?"
As soon as Yang Baiyi and the other two finished breakfast and went out, Cai Jingye quickly opened the car door and let them get in.
"No, you decide!"
With a ready-made guide, Yang Baiyi was too lazy to make a travel plan, so he let Cai Jingye arrange it freely!
This time they went to the Northeast, there was nothing else to do except picking up Dahuang and the others, so they were not in a hurry.
"Well, now that we're in the capital, we must visit the Forbidden City. Let's go and see where the ancient emperors lived and worked."
Cai Jingye is worthy of being a staff member of the Central Secretariat. He knows when to act and when to retreat, behaves appropriately, and makes people feel comfortable when he speaks and does things.
After staying in Beijing for a few days, accompanied by Cai Jingye, Yang Baiyi and his family of three visited all the famous attractions in Beijing and tasted all the delicacies.
Before leaving, Yang Baiyi went to the senior leader again, adjusted the health of several elderly people, and then boarded the train to the Northeast.
"Brother and sister-in-law, it's snowing outside."
As soon as the train left Shanhaiguan, snowflakes began to fall from the sky. The little girl leaned on the window, watching the snowflakes flying all over the sky excitedly.
"I want to take Lele to build a snowman, ride a sled, and go ice skating on the river."
The last time I went back to Northeast China, Lele was the little girl's little follower. Every time before going out, he would lie in Li Xue's arms and drink milk.
Another half year has passed, and I don’t know whether the little guy has been weaned.
After the three of them got off the bus in Hailin County, the snow fell even heavier.
The strong wind swept the snowflakes, hitting my face like a knife.
"The weather is bad. We can't go back today. Let's stay in the guesthouse for one night."
The train can only go to the town at most. Chenjiatun is more than ten miles away from the town. In such bad weather, Yang Baiyi himself is fine, but Lin Wanru and Yang Xiaoxiao will definitely not be able to withstand it.
"Master Wang, why don't you take a break from the snow?"
As soon as I got out of the train station, I saw my acquaintance Wang Zhichao.
Wang Zhichao was wearing a thick cotton coat and a dog-skin hat on his head. His cheeks were frozen purple and there was frost on his eyebrows and beard.
"Little brother?" Wang Zhichao was stunned, and quickly recognized Yang Baiyi.
"Little brother, it's been a long time since we last met. The worse the weather is, the more people we can attract."
Wang Zhichao was clearly smiling, but Yang Baiyi could see a sense of sadness in his eyes. This is the current situation of the working people at the bottom.
The Wang Zhichao in front of him reminded him of an ancient Chinese article he had studied before called "The Charcoal Seller". The old man burning charcoal was obviously wearing thin clothes, but he was still worried about the low price of charcoal and wished for cold weather!
"Master Wang is right. Please take me to the county guesthouse!"
Yang Baiyi helped Lin Wanru and her sister adjust their hats and scarves. The three of them got on a tricycle and walked into the snowstorm.
"Master Wang, this is the fare."
When they arrived at the guesthouse, Yang Baiyi first took out a dollar and handed it to Wang Zhichao.
"Little comrade, fifty cents is enough. I'll give you the change."
Wang Zhichao's hands, covered with frostbite, reached for the shoulder bag at his waist.
"Master Wang, the weather is bad today. You've worked harder than usual, so you deserve more money."
In previous lives, this was a normal business practice.
"That won't do. My dad said that no matter what we do, we must be honest. We can't charge customers more just because the weather is bad."
Wang Zhichao may not be a particularly capable person, but he is definitely a rule-abiding person.
"Well, let's put it this way. Since we haven't eaten yet, I'll give you some money. Please go to the state-owned restaurant and buy some food for me. This fifty cents will be your transportation fee."
Yang Baiyi will not force others to cross their bottom line just to make himself feel at ease. Everyone who abides by the rules deserves respect.
"Okay, thank you for your care, comrade. You wait here for a moment, I'll be back soon."
Wang Zhichao pedaled his tricycle and once again walked into the wind and snow.
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