Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Although Jiang Weidong's current salary is only 15 yuan and 30 cents, he still feels that [-] yuan is not much.

First of all, the department store sells it at about the same price. In fact, the system does not require tickets. According to him, even if it is a little more expensive than the market, it is reasonable.

Besides, it is still a society of human relations, even if you try hard to get tickets, it is also useless if you don't know someone in the department store.

"Wait, I'll pick you up when I earn money!"

The Triangle brand rice cooker on the interface was still spinning 360 degrees non-stop, Jiang Weidong spread his hands helplessly, and with a move of his mind, he exited the interface.

He took four eggs in the space, scooped up a small bowl of rice, and planned to use the small aluminum pot left by the original owner to steam a bowl of egg custard for himself first.

Whether it should be said or not, the matter of starting the stove is really embarrassing for a post-[-] generation.

He has lived in a building since he was born, with heating in winter and air conditioning in summer.

But for a person who has been a soldier, lighting a fire is a basic skill for survival in the wild, so it is not difficult for him.

It was only half an hour before and after, when the delicious egg custard came out of the pan, he was stunned for a long time.

It wasn't until he picked up the spoon and took a sip that Jiang Weidong happily snapped his fingers.

"So it's really edible!"

Nice!

Super Nice!

To be honest, he was a little skeptical at first.

In other words, as long as there is this system, there will be a mountain of materials, and then life in the future will not be happy?
Just don't be too happy!
Although I am only a first-class fitter now, and my monthly salary is only 15 yuan and [-] cents, but in this era, three years of natural disasters have just passed, what is more important than filling my stomach?
As for his career, he believes that as long as he works hard and bears no complaints, he will get promoted and raise his salary sooner or later.

Besides, it doesn't matter if you don't become an official, if you can be like Yi Zhonghai, you can be an eighth-level fitter, you can still eat well, drink spicy food, marry a beautiful woman, and have a litter of cubs.

Days like this are so beautiful just thinking about them!

There are still 14 years before the reform and opening up, so you can take advantage of this period to accumulate wealth. Once the policy is introduced, you can immediately go south and invest in the business world, and do something amazing!
It's a pity that no one can share such great news.

But he thought about it again, in fact, this is also good.

No matter what era it is in, the right solution is to do big things silently and make a fortune silently.

Jiang Weidong sucked the egg custard while filling his mouth with rice.

Recalling the previous owner's last meal, it was a steamed bun at seven o'clock in the morning.

Originally, he also went to the cafeteria for lunch at noon, but he was only two people away from the queue, but the "female bandit" Qin Huairu suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

He fooled his meal ticket away with a few words, even talking and laughing. The original owner had nothing to do, so he could only carry the empty lunch box in a daze, and returned to the workshop with his head drooping to continue working.

Thinking of this, Jiang Weidong, who was eating well, couldn't help being very angry, and started talking to himself.

"Look at how cowardly you are, an old man, to be bullied into such a virtue by a widow!"

"It's okay, don't worry, I will never let you give this body to me in the future, uh, let me, forget it, let it be us, I will never let him bully us again in the future! "

"The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law asked me to send them to the police station together, otherwise I really couldn't swallow this breath. Although it is only detained for three days, at least it can make my ears quiet and quiet!"

Speaking of this, he is now a little bit glad that he lives here.

Because when I watched TV dramas before, only the front yard, the middle yard, and the back yard were played in the drama, which always made the audience mistakenly think that this is just a three-entry courtyard.

But it was only when I got here that I realized that this was actually the old mansion of a certain prince in the early years, and there were five courtyards in total.

In the play, the three uncles live in the front three courtyards respectively. In fact, the four courtyards are located through a hanging flower gate from the backyard.

But there is nothing here except for a stone table, four stone benches, and a simple swing. I think this may be the place where the prince and his family usually have fun and enjoy flowers.

And Jiang Weidong happened to live in the back room, which is the last row of houses in the courtyard, which is called the fifth room.

In the past, this was a place for maids to live, and it could also be used as a warehouse or utility room.

When the steel rolling mill was allocated housing, those people thought it was for slaves to live in, so they all scrambled for the top three houses, as if once they moved in, they would all become masters.

Only Jiang Yuanshan offered to ask for a back room, and the factory leaders allocated the two horizontal rooms to Jiang's family according to the area.

Unexpectedly, after a few years, this place has become the most quiet and leisurely place in the courtyard.

After eating, Jiang Weidong put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked carefully at the furnishings in the room again.

Especially when he saw the dirty and old sheets on the bed, he frowned.

"How did the original owner get along?"

"This is too poor!"

"It's dirty after all!"

Just when he was about to take a sip of water, he found that the wall of the enamel jar he picked up was covered with yellow, yellow and black stains, which made people feel disgusted.

It seems that this water-drinking guy with the words "Third Rolling Mill" printed on it will soon disappear here.

What made him dissatisfied was not only the few things just mentioned.

It can be said that when he looks at this house now, it is simply not pleasing to the eye!

Jiang Weidong thought the bed was too dirty, so he didn't even take off his clothes, and lay down with his clothes on, thinking again.

"Although this system provides a lot of food, other daily necessities still have to be bought with real money. It is true that I have 500 pieces of cloth in my hand, but I am not a tailor. I still have to find a way to make money when I go around. OK!"

Thinking of this, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was past eight o'clock, and tomorrow was Sunday, so he didn't have to go to work, so he might as well sleep until four o'clock and go to Pigeon Market.

There is the legendary black market there, anyway, the eggs and rice given by the system can't be eaten up, so it's better to free up some money first, and earn a little money to buy things.

As the chosen one with golden fingers, if he lived in such a simple condition, it would be too disappointing to God's kindness.

After making up his mind, he fell asleep and didn't wake up until he heard the alarm clock beeping from the watch on his wrist.

Although this watch looks like an ordinary Shanghai old-fashioned watch, it is actually extremely powerful.

After all, it costs 200 yuan. If the price-performance ratio is not high, who can accept it?