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Little Woman Under Zhengyang Gate! Chen Xueru!

Zhong Yuemin was completely convinced.

The man in front of her was a few years older than her.

However, his skills in slapping the maids and fighting far surpassed his own!

Furthermore,

Zhong Yuemin also had a dream of joining the army.

There was a dream of being strong!

If he got close to He Yuzhu in the future and learned a few moves from Brother He…

How could that be?

"Brother He, we have to honor you today. You've helped us so much. It's noon now, so we have to treat you to a meal.”

He Yuzhu couldn't push him away. Thinking about it, there was indeed nothing much to do during the day. Anyway, he had skipped work today.

He followed Zhong Yuemin and the others to a noodle shop beside Gongzhufen's courtyard.

"We're going to a restaurant, but we agreed that it's my treat today.”

He Yuzhu spoke first.

"The few of you haven't started working yet. In the future, you will all join the army or engage in scientific research. You are all pillars of the country. I have been working for many years and have a lot of savings.”

He Yuzhu said domineeringly!

He Yuzhu had been exploited by Widow Qin a few years ago when he transmigrated and was sucked dry by the Qin family.

The hospital was always kind and helpful to others, but after all, they earned more than 30 yuan a month. They had worked for many years and had a few hundred yuan in savings. In that era, they were considered small tycoons.

In this era, people liked to save money.

However, He Yuzhu, a modern person, could not care less about these things. He could spend his time and play around!

Spender, he ordered a lot of dishes, 50 cents sweet and sour pork, 70 cents Beijing sauce shredded pork.

For a moment, He Yuzhu actually felt like he had become the backbone of this small group.

The meal cost less than five yuan.

In fact,

He Yuzhu also asked for three bottles of Niulanshan.

Niulanshan was produced in Shunyi, the capital. Even in the modern era, it was still a good wine for the people. Shunyi was in the northeast of the capital. The wine was cheap and strong enough! All the men in Beijing drank this!

The young men from the quad had been raised strictly since they were young and did not drink much. At this moment, they were rarely happy, so they drank in high spirits!

"Brother He, here's to you!"

"In the future, if you have anything to say in this area of Gongzhufen, just say it!”

"If you call me, we'll be there immediately!”

"That's right! Brother He saved us today. If it wasn't for Brother He, we would have been beheaded by Zhang Haiyang! He might die here for the rest of his life! This life-saving grace, we should call him big brother!”

"Brother He, a toast to you!"

。。。。

The group of people started talking at once.

Young people were impulsive and could not even take the words they said when they were young seriously, but some people here kept their promises.

He Yuzhu looked at the young men in their twenties…

These were all disciples of high-ranking officials!

He was different from the people in the Siheyuan!

No matter how well the people of the Siheyuan developed, there were limits.

These people were born at the starting line.

Putting Zhong Yuemin's future aside, his family situation was rather special and his personality was rather idealistic.

For example, Zheng Tong, who later became an intellectual, entered Peking University, the Academy of Social Sciences, and then Yale University…

For example, Yuan Jun came from a strong family background and was promoted to a senior colonel.

They were all pillars of the future!

If He Yuzhu could become the leader of the youth circle in the city during his youth, his future connections would be limitless!

However, He Yuzhu knew that this was something that could be accumulated slowly. It was not something that could be achieved by fighting and drinking.

"Right, Yuemin. Are you familiar with Zhengyang Gate?”

As He Yuzhu drank, he asked casually,

"Yo, Brother He, we really haven't been to that area much.”

Zhong Yuemin said,"

"Why, Brother He? Do you have any acquaintances in that area?”

"I'm not an acquaintance."

He Yuzhu took a sip of wine.

In the 1960s, the plot at Zhengyang Gate had yet to begin, and Han Chunming was still a kid…

However, the raggedy marquis and the Nine Gates Admiral, Master Guan, must be there!

These people were antique experts!

He Yuzhu wants to make a fortune in this era

This was one of the paths!

In this era, wealth should not be exposed. Having too much money was troublesome. In this era, it was suicidal to be like the transmigrators of other eras and start their own industries and businesses to earn a lot of money.

But He Yuzhu had his own system space!

On the surface, he could live in a bare house, but his space could be filled with antiques and gold, and he could use it after this period!

and

He Yuzhu guessed that during this period,

It happened to be the time when the little woman at Zhengyang Gate and the tavern were doing well!

"Xu Huizhen, Chen Xueru…"

"Maybe we can get to know each other."

Chen Xueru was a woman of the highest quality. Her red lips were wavy. He Yuzhu definitely wanted to get to know her! He couldn't let others beat him to it!

。。。。。

After three rounds of wine,

In the afternoon.

He Yuzhu bid farewell to Zhong Yuemin and the others.

"By the way, Brother He, tomorrow night, tickets will be sold at the entrance of the Grand Theater. It's the Ballet Dance of the Red Army of Women.”

Zhong Yuemin invited,

He Yuzhu nodded.

In this era, a dance ticket to an opera house was equivalent to a concert of a top celebrity in the modern world. It was the closest luxury seat to the grandstand! It was hard to get a ticket!

If he were to chase a girl and get a set of tickets like this, the matter would basically be settled!

"Alright, I'll go to the Grand Theater tomorrow night too.”

……

"Alright, Brother He. Tomorrow night, we'll go to your factory to pick you up.”

Zhong Yuemin noticed that He Yuzhu did not have a bicycle. It would take several hours to walk from Shijingshan to the Grand Theater.

After all,

In this era, very few people owned bicycles.

A shiny brand new bicycle was as rare as a sports car.

The children in the military compound would have one, and the commoners 'compound would have one to bring honor to their ancestors.

For example, in He Yuzhu's courtyard, only Third Uncle saved money and got a bicycle ticket to buy one.

"Looks like it's time to get a bicycle…"

"This is a good start. At least the previous idiot is rich. A few hundred yuan is enough for me to start in this era.”

After bidding farewell to everyone,

He Yuzhu returned to the rolling mill.

At this time, the workers on the day shift were about to get off work. The canteen was preparing dinner for the night shift workers and the leaders on duty.

"Master He, why are you only here today?”

A girl greeted him warmly.

"We've been waiting for you for half a day!"

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