Chapter 139

The few of them soaked for more than an hour, scrubbed their bodies, and had their feet repaired. Wen San'er even learned from the Hearing Hearing Da Lao and Sha Zhu to pull fire cans.

This fire can wasn't like the glass ones in later generations, but bamboo tubes. The inside and the edges were blackened by fire, and the tube walls were dark red.

The backs of the three were covered with two rows of cans by the bath master using fire cans, looking like Tyrannosaurus Rex, and then they were fanned by the towels brought by the three.

"Third Uncle, you have to cherish your body. You are still young, why is your waist still not good? Why don't you let my dad adjust it for you?" Li Xuewu patted Wen San'er, who was lying on the bed pulling fire cans, and teased.

At this time, Lao Biaozi took the conversation, "Even if Uncle Li feeds my Third Uncle tiger penis, it won't work. It's not as fast as it's lost."

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone was conquered by Lao Biaozi's shocking speech style. This guy relied on Wen San'er being unable to get out of bed now and teased his uncle to his heart's content.

Wen San'er cursed angrily, "Get the fuck out. I'm suffering from wind in my shoulders. What does it have to do with my kidneys? I'm strong. If you don't believe me, go to the kang head of my old house and see. The kang has been topped with a pit."

Lao Biaozi said with a cheap mouth, "Ouch! I was wondering why there is a pit at the kang head where a soybean can't get out!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

The bath master was also amused to the point of choking. These people were too interesting.

Wen San'er was so angry that he wanted to climb up to hit Lao Biaozi, but was pressed down by the cupping master as soon as he got up, "Why are you angry with your nephew? If the fire can falls off, I'll have wasted my effort."

Wen San'er took the opportunity to lie down again and said angrily, "I'll just pretend I don't have this bastard nephew."

Lao Biaozi saw that his Third Uncle couldn't get up and said again, "If you say so, then we have to be brothers."

Wen San'er was also straightforward. He put his face on the long bench and said, "Okay. As long as you call me Big Brother today, I'll go to your house tomorrow and call your mother Aunt. I'll talk about uncle and nephew with my brother-in-law."

Shen Guodong helped out at this time, "It's okay, 'Third Brother', let's talk about each other in the future."

Wen San'er turned his head and cursed, "Get lost, you little bastard. Wait until I get off the ground."

Everyone knew that Wen San'er was a strong mouth cannon. He would only satisfy his mouth when he got off the ground.

But Wen San'er was Lao Biaozi's Third Uncle. Although he was only a few years older, everyone followed him and called him Third Uncle.

Jokes were jokes, but they didn't dare to be serious with Wen San'er. That wouldn't make them bastards. So only Wen San'er could call himself 'Laozi', scold people, and hit people among these people.

Even Li Xuewu couldn't say a dirty word or insulting vocabulary to Wen San'er, which was called 'etiquette'.

Watching the few of them joking, the Hearing Hearing Da Lao just smiled and held a cigarette, as if recalling his youth.

Sha Zhu also looked at Li Xuewu and his brothers with envy, wanting to participate but feeling a bit uncomfortable. He hadn't had such good brothers since he grew up, and had always been alone.

The few of them walked out of the bathhouse as if they had shed a layer of skin, wearing newly washed underwear, and returned to the Sihe Academy refreshed.

Sha Zhu said goodbye to Li Xuewu and the others at the second gate and went home by himself.

The fire kang in the afternoon was burning hot, and it was time to spread the quilt and sleep.

Li Xuewu signaled Erhai to spread the quilt. He also slept here. The Hearing Hearing Da Lao moved Li Xuewu's luggage over in the afternoon. The fire kang was very large, and the few of them could sleep easily.

Wen San'er and the others and the Hearing Hearing Da Lao sat around the kang table listening to Li Xuewu's arrangements.

Seeing that they were all sleepy, but things had to be made clear now to avoid problems tomorrow.

Li Xuewu looked at Lao Biaozi and asked, "Have you memorized the price list from the scrap company?"

Lao Biaozi took out a notebook and said, "Roughly memorized. The ones I didn't remember clearly are all written in the notebook."

Li Xuewu nodded and said, "Collect strictly according to the established price. This road must be walked steadily, and it must be walked solidly. Even if we don't make money in the early stage, we must walk steadily."

"Of course, antiques and calligraphy and paintings are also collected, and old electrical appliances are also collected. Be careful when transporting them back. We have to find someone who understands to help us check. You can explore the price slowly. We are new to the industry, and we have enough capital. We can make mistakes. Just treat it as your tuition."

Wen San'er nodded and said, "I'll find someone who understands."

Li Xuewu said to Wen San'er and the four, "This matter will be handed over to Third Uncle. Tomorrow, you four will rotate to collect in the areas and flow order divided earlier. As long as someone asks, say you don't know each other. You are all scrap collectors sent by the scrap company. Put your heart down and put down your status."

Li Xuewu said to the Hearing Hearing Da Lao again, "Starting tomorrow, there may be people coming to the door to sell scrap. Collect according to the price list given by Lao Biaozi. After collecting, pile them in the field in the middle of the West Courtyard. Pile the paper in the two empty inverted rooms here for the time being. Pay attention to fire prevention."

Wen San'er took out 10 yuan and handed it to the Hearing Hearing Da Lao, saying, "Hearing Hearing Da Lao, you take this to deal with the scrap collection at home tomorrow."

Wen San'er was a generation older than Li Xuewu, and only a generation younger than Li Xuewu's grandfather, so Wen San'er called Li Xuewu's grandfather 'Great Uncle'.

After Wen San finished speaking, he said to Li Xuewu, "I sold the bicycle I bought a while ago. Anyway, I can't ride it, so it's better to earn some money."

Li Xuewu didn't care and nodded. He took out a notebook from his bag and handed it to Wen San'er, instructing, "Starting tomorrow, revenue and expenditure must be on two lines. You must record it clearly. Whoever handles it must sign it."

Seeing that everyone understood his meaning, he arranged for everyone to rest.

This large kang was very spacious for a few people to sleep in. The windows were also new and airtight, which was much more comfortable than at home.

The next morning, just as the sky was getting bright, the Hearing Hearing Da Lao got up to tidy up the kitchen and prepare food.

Wen San'er and the others started to wash up. Li Xuewu didn't want to get up so early, but Erhai folded everyone's quilts and sat in front of him, waiting to collect the quilts.

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll get up, okay?"

Erhai smiled 'hehe' and said, "It's okay, Brother Wu, you continue to sleep, I'll wait for you to wake up before folding."

"Get lost."

Li Xuewu yawned, got up, put on his clothes, walked to the kitchen, lined up, and washed his face.

Breakfast was very simple: cornmeal porridge, two-mixed-flour buns, and pickled vegetable strips.

While eating breakfast, the Hearing Hearing Da Lao said, "Lao San and the others brought half a bag of radishes over. I'll ask your mother to help pickle them in the afternoon when I'm free. There will be pickled vegetables to go with the meal in the morning."

Li Xuewu nodded and said okay. Over there, Lao Biaozi started to make trouble again.

Lao Biaozi put the two-mixed-flour bun and cornmeal porridge together and asked Wen San'er, "Third Uncle, what is the relationship between these two?"