Yi Zhonghai stood up and said to Wang Jiancheng,"
"Wang Clan's brat, stop. This is a matter of the courtyard, why bother the streets?
Besides, wasn't this a meeting of the entire academy?
You want to consider collective honor?"
Wang Jiancheng asked indifferently,"
"First Master, collective honor. Could it be that the honor of a mere Siheyuan is greater than the honor of our country?
Our Wang family is responding to the call of the family head and the country. All the men of our Wang family have gone far away to build the country.
My father abandoned his wife and son, and my three sons, regardless of their age, gave up on being filial to their parents.
My father went to the frontier corps for the sake of the country's construction, my two brothers went to the frontier corps, and I went to the Great Northern Wilderness.
We gave up the superior environment in the capital and came to you. Is this not comparable to the honor and benefits of a few dozen families in a courtyard house?
First Master, you're acting like a feudal patriarch. You're reversing history!”
Yi Zhonghai almost died of anger when he heard Wang Jiancheng's words. How could he put such a big label on him? If he really succeeded, he might not even be able to live, let alone work.
Yi Zhonghai said,"
"Wang brat, don't spout nonsense. When did I do that? Everyone knew that the Jia family was like this.
Besides, it was indeed difficult for the Jia family to have two widows with three children.
Can't you have some sympathy?"
Wang Jiancheng sneered and said,
"Hehe, Grandpa Yi, you didn't hear anything I said just now.
The Jia family's annual income was almost 1,000 yuan. This was the minimum.
A person could survive on five yuan a month. In this era, which family didn't do that?
That Jia Zhang-shi would always let her stick grow. Look at this courtyard. Other than a few families without children, which family's children didn't grow?
Liu Guangtian, Liu Guangfu, didn't he grow up?
Yan Jiefang, Yan Jiekang, and Yan Jiedi of the Third Master's family all needed to grow up.
Even his sister, He Yushui, was so skinny, didn't she need nutrition?
Which family doesn't need nutrition and which family doesn't have difficulties? What a joke. My entire Wang family has responded to the call of the country.
In the entire Siheyuan, there is one more. Who is like me? My family doesn't have collective honor?
My father is a grade-8 worker, and your uncle is also a grade-8 worker. You have the collective honor. Why don't you go and build the country? Why don't you sign up?
I think there's something wrong with your thinking!"
When He Yuzhu heard Wang Jiancheng's words, he shouted,"
"Wang brat, what are you talking about? We're talking about donating money to Sister Qin's family.
Be careful, or I'll teach you a lesson!"
Wang Jiancheng looked at He Yuzhu and said coldly,"
"Silly Zhu, others might be afraid of you, but I'm not. If you have the guts, kill me. If you touch me, I'll report it to the police.
This is a new society, not the old one. It's not a place for you to lord it over others. It's a society of workers and peasants now. You're no longer the landlord of the past!”
Hearing Wang Jiancheng's words, Yi Zhonghai knew that he was very sensitive about his identity. He shouted,"
"Wang Clan brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Silly Pillar's three great farm laborers, this is a matter of nature, don't spout nonsense!”
Wang Jiancheng mocked,"
"First Master, you really know how to flatter me. Originally, my Wang family did not interfere in the matters of the quad, but now someone is bullying my Wang family.
My Wang family is not to be trifled with.
It was fine to fool the people outside, but where did the nickname Silly Zhu come from?
He Yuzhu was only seven or eight years old at that time.
Selling steamed buns at the age of seven or eight. Whoever could afford to eat steamed buns at that time would be able to afford steamed buns.
Who could sell it? Silly Zhu kept saying that he was the successor of Tan Family Cuisine.
Hmph, go out and ask around. What kind of dish is the Tan family's dish? That was a royal dish.
How could palace dishes be farmed? You're burning tree leaves at noon. You're fooling ghosts in broad daylight!”
Hearing Wang Jiancheng's words, Xu Damao rolled his eyes and chuckled. Xu Damao and He Yuzhu were sworn enemies. Now that he heard Wang Jiancheng's words, it would be strange if Xu Damao could let He Yuzhu off easily.
Everyone started discussing.
"Yeah, the Wang Clan's kid is right!”
"Palace dishes? That's the person who cooked for the emperor in the past. How can he be a farmer!”
"That's right. That era was chaotic, but people could still sell buns!”
"That's right, at that time, not to mention Steamed Bun, even if he could survive, it would be the heavens taking care of him!”
"Isn't that so? How did Silly Zhu get these three generations of farm laborers?”
"How else could he get it? He Daqing spent money to get it. Otherwise, how could the successor of the palace dish become a farmer!”
"He's a descendant of the royal court. He doesn't lack money to cook for rich people!”
"That's right!"
……
He Yuzhu was dumbfounded. Why was he so arrogant? Why did he dare to hit anyone? That was his identity.
However, without the protection of his identity, he would be finished.
One had to know that the chef, Nan Yi, was also a descendant of imperial cuisine. One had to know that Nan Yi's family used to run a restaurant.
It was because of this identity that Nan Yi's days were not good. If there was a problem with his identity, how would he live in the future?
Just as He Yuzhu was panicking and didn't know what to say, Yi Zhonghai shouted loudly...
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