After buying vegetables at the market, Zhang Yan went to Quanjude and asked for a duck, which he asked the store to roast and send to his home.

It should be said that the service in this era still adheres to the same attitude as before liberation. I don't mind a duck too much, so I happily agreed to roast it and send it to his home.

Back in Courtyard No. 36, Tong Mei had returned from Dongkua Courtyard and was busy in the kitchen.

Zhang Yan handed the things to Tong Mei.

He can cut lamb into slices, and he can probably shred potatoes, but it's a bit difficult for him to cook.

Not a professional.

"Here, keep this money! Pay the wages to Master Yang later." Zhang Yan handed the money he just received to Tong Mei.

"So much money? Where did you get so much money?" Tong Mei was shocked. She was not short of money. That was because she hid a small treasury, but she didn't have much cash.

"These are bonuses, given to me by Xicheng Hospital.

Well, I still have a few more certificates!" Zhang Yan took out the certificate with a smile and handed it to Tong Mei.

Tong Mei quickly wiped her hands and took the certificate.

"This is to reward Comrade Zhang Yan for his outstanding contributions to the medical industry. This certificate is issued as a token of encouragement." Tong Mei read out the contents of the certificate of award seriously.

"Zhang Yan, you are so awesome!

Xicheng Hospital has given you a certificate!" Tong Mei looked at Zhang Yan happily, her eyes full of admiration and admiration.

"Looking forward, I'm going to put all the certificates in the living room of our new home!" Zhang Yan said confidently.

"Okay! I'm looking forward to that day! I have to work hard too. Our living room can't just post your certificate, but also post mine!" Tong Mei said, waving her little fist vigorously.

"Okay, let's work together and cover our new home with certificates." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

If he really went that far, no one would dare to say anything even if two of them occupied a courtyard, let alone a dozen or so of his family.

In the evening, Zhang Yan and Lao Yang had a good drink, which lasted until almost ten o'clock.

Zhang Yan sent Lao Yang home unsteadily.

"Are you okay? How about we do it tomorrow?" Tong Mei asked worriedly, looking at the drunk Zhang Yan.

"I'm fine, what does this little wine mean?" Zhang Yan straightened his body. He who looked a little drunk just now suddenly regained his clarity.

In fact, Zhang Yan was not drunk at all just now, he was just a little drunk. In order to save Lao Yang's face, he deliberately pretended to be drunk.

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At eleven o'clock at night, it was rare that Zhang Yan and Tong Mei did not communicate at the level of life and soul.

Come to the east bedroom of the main house in the east cross courtyard.

The two of them didn't turn on the lights, so Tong Mei used a flashlight to illuminate Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan was lying on the ground, studying the gold bricks that had been laid just a few days ago.

After a while, Zhang Yan raised his head and looked at Tong Mei, and said in defeat: "No! These gold bricks can't be raised at all.

It’s too big, and the spaces between each gold brick are too tightly packed, leaving no room for operation.”

Two people came here to dig a treasure cave tonight. After studying for a long time, they discovered that they thought of the problem too simply.

He also underestimated Lao Yang’s skills.

The thickness of the two-foot gold bricks is seven centimeters. It looks good when laid on the ground, but it is really impossible to lift out a certain gold brick individually.

Zhang Yan estimated that even if Lao Yang came, he wouldn't be able to get up.

The only way is to violently destroy a piece from one end, and then pry it up piece by piece along the broken opening.

Zhang Yan's inference is basically accurate.

The process of laying gold bricks is very complex and rigorous.

First of all, lay out the lines and layout: Carry out layout layout according to the design requirements.

Then start stirring the mixed soil: stir the ash, fine soil and water into loose soil in a ratio of 1:1:0.1.

To mix the mixed soil, first stir the fine soil 5 to 6 times thoroughly to make the dust completely blended. Then use a sprayer to stir the mixture while spraying water. It is advisable to pick up the mixed soil and form a ball, then let go and loosen it.

Then try to lay it out into a modular shape: first lay the mixed soil on the ground with a thickness of 20 to 30 meters, and then try laying the gold bar bricks according to the pattern requirements.

Final laying: Use a mortar knife to hit the ash on the gold bricks. The ash is the same as building a small clean ash wall, which is called knife ash. Knock the bricks firmly according to the original trial laying position, and keep the ash joints at 2mm.

Do not squeeze the edges of the bricks and use inserts to separate the seams to make the gray seams uniform.

After the laying is completed, the joints are made: use incense ash mud to twist into lines and insert them into the gaps, and use a special ash knife to twist the ash while cutting the edge.

After doing this, you still need to add oil: boil the tung oil in a barrel pot.

Decoction the tung oil with no air bubbles, no mother flowers, clear color, and gas oil smell before oiling.

Before applying oil, the brick surface must be cleaned, wiped dry, and allowed to dry out moisture.

After such a complicated process, there is no other way except violent demolition.

"What should we do?" Tong Mei asked worriedly.

"Let me think about it!" Zhang Yan sat on the ground, holding his chin and thinking about it.

"By the way, we can dig a hole in the cellar and bury things in the cellar." Zhang Yan's eyes lit up and he said with a smile.

"In the cellar?

This is the only way!" Tong Mei nodded.

Many courtyard houses in Beijing have cellars, where wealthy households used to store ice.

Later, it gradually evolved into a place to store vegetables and other sundries in winter.

There used to be a cellar on the east side of the courtyard, but Lao Yang renovated it and reinforced it.

Zhang Yan and Tong Mei moved to the cellar.

The cellar was built to a high standard, with the walls on all sides made of bluestone and the roof of the cellar also reinforced.

Zhang Yan didn't know exactly how it was reinforced, but there was bluestone on the top of the cellar anyway.

As for why the bluestone on the roof of the cellar will not fall off, this involves very complex structures and mechanics, and is not the scope of Zhang Yan's research.

The ground is also paved with bluestone.

However, the bluestone in the cellar was not as strong as the gold bricks in the house, so Zhang Yan easily picked out a piece.

Then, he dug out two more pieces of bluestone, and Zhang Yan began to dig deeper. The soil underground was very strong, but it was not a problem for Zhang Yan's inhuman physical strength.

It took more than half an hour to dig out a hole sixty square meters and one meter deep.

"Look, is it deep enough for you to hide something?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"That's enough!" Tong Mei took a look and said, "Go back and dig out the things first."

"Then let's go!"

The two of them quietly slipped back to the backyard and returned to the house.

"This place, under the cabinet.

Lift up the bricks and open them below, slowly." Tong Mei pointed to the wardrobe and said to Zhang Yan.

The two of them worked hard together to move the wardrobe away. Zhang Yan followed Tong Mei's instructions and lifted up the floor tiles.

This kind of small floor tiles is relatively simple. Zhang Yan took up the floor tiles in a short time.

Then he dug down little by little, and after digging about ten centimeters, Zhang Yan found something hard.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

According to Tong Mei, this is a wooden board, and under the wooden board are two porcelain jars.

Zhang Yan slowly dug on both sides, digging out the soil bit by bit.

After a lot of effort, the two porcelain jars were finally dug out.

"Hey, this jar is quite beautiful. Is it also an antique?" Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"That must be beautiful. Let me tell you, this is a large Qianlong pastel jar.

Such large pastel pots are rare.

If this were during the Republic of China, this large pastel jar would be worth at least ten thousand oceans." Tong Mei said proudly.

"You are amazing. You didn't find my wife yet you know how to appraise antiques." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"I know a lot of things. I also worked in Panjiayuan and Liulichang back then, and I learned seriously from the master." Tong Mei said proudly.

"Oops, it turns out to be Master Tong, so disrespectful!" Zhang Yan said with a smile and cupped his hands at Tong Mei.

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Tong Mei also gave Zhang Yan a fist-cup salute in a decent manner.

Then the two people looked at each other, and Tong Mei threw herself into Zhang Yan's arms and laughed.

After laughing for a while, Zhang Yancai said: "You watch people outside while I move the things over."

Zhang Yan held his ground and tried it.

It's really not light. This jar weighs thirty or forty pounds.
To be continued...