Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Zhou Shanhe narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"Weidong, uncle understands your kindness, but you don't know about purchasing. It's not like you go to the vegetable market, you can buy as much as you want in twos and fives."

"Like the canteen in our factory, pork costs two to three hundred catties, and there are even more rice noodles."

If this remark is put in decades later, it will be a joke to listen to it.

A large factory with tens of thousands of people only buys two to three hundred catties of pork, which is not enough for a day.

But now it is the 60s, and ordinary people have to buy meat by the catty on big festivals like New Year's Eve.

Usually talk about two, or simply say "come a little".

Zhou Shanhe knew about Jiang's conditions before.

In his judgment, Jiang Weidong's so-called method is not worth mentioning at all.

"Uncle Zhou, my ability is limited, so I can't help you much."

"However, for pork and eggs, you can get five hundred catties of each for emergency use."

Zhou Shanhe couldn't believe it, and his tongue rolled in shock.

"How much, how much? Five, five hundred catties?"

"Weidong, this is not a joke. Do you know how big a pile of five hundred catties is?"

Jiang Weidong said in his heart that this person is really a jerk, it's okay to look down on him, but he still looks down on him all the time.

Do you want it, don't I let Yan Jiefang sell the pigeons in the market.

In addition to slow down, the same money!
"Uncle Zhou, it's the New Year, and these are all in short supply."

"I can guarantee that it is definitely better than the quality you buy from major breeding factories."

"If you want it, send someone to my house tomorrow to have a look at the goods."

"I have to go back to the workshop now, I'm late for what the director wants to say."

Zhou Shanhe was so worried that his scalp became oily, so he decided to give it a try first if he had dates or not.

"Uh, that's fine. Uncle Zhou believes you. I'll go to your house in person tomorrow."

"Besides, you bastard..."

Jiang Weidong quickened his pace, "I'm just building a bridge for my friend. I'll call him after you're optimistic about it."

"As for the purchase channel, I don't know whether he will tell you."

Zhou Shanhe quickly waved his hand, "How can I ask others about this, the rules of the world, I understand, I understand."

"Then go back to the workshop quickly. Uncle will visit you at home tomorrow, Sunday."

After separating from him, Jiang Weidong entered the workshop.

As soon as he entered the lounge, he watched Lao Wang change into his work clothes and sit there in a daze.

"Master Wang, what are you thinking about with this?"

"This is for you."

Old Wang put the notebook aside, put the jasmine tea he handed over under his nose and smelled it.

But she wasn't as happy as last time, she just twirled the paper bag with her hands, as if reluctant to part with it.

"Master Wang, what's wrong with you?"

"Don't like drinking jasmine? Then I'll buy you white tea tomorrow."

Lao Wang hurriedly stopped, "Don't tell me, Xiao Jiang, this tea leaves can't wait for the fragrance of the ten miles, and you can tell it's not cheap when you smell it."

"You only earn a little money, and you just borrowed my few questions. How can you buy me tea for me?"

In fact, if it's for repaying favors, the big bag of white tea last time was more than enough to buy his notebook.

Jiang Weidong mainly recognized his character and was willing to make friends with him.

He found that something was wrong with Lao Wang, so he sat down next to him.

"Have you encountered any difficulties?"

"I see that your complexion is not very good today, and your mood is not high. What's the matter?"

After getting along with each other for this period of time, Lao Wang also regarded Jiang Weidong as his best friend.

They all forgot that there is still a generation difference between the two of them, so it can be regarded as a year-end friendship.

He sighed and said what was in his heart.

It turned out that he has a younger sister who has a very good relationship with her husband. The child is in his teens this year, and he is living a happy life.

But during the summer vacation this year, the child went out to play with his male classmates.

There was a construction site nearby, and the child was injured in the waist by a rock rolling down from the hill, and became paralyzed from the lower body.

The construction site also lost a sum of money, but it is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket for the treatment of this disease.

Fearing that the best treatment time would be delayed, the couple decided to sell the house after discussion.

After saying this, Lao Wang took a deep breath.

"This house is their last hope, so they asked for 50 yuan more than others."

"It's been three months. During this period, two people came to ask, but they all ran away as soon as they heard the price."

Jiang Weidong was also very emotional when he heard it, and remembered the sentence in "Anna Karenina".

All happy families are alike, but every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way.

It stands to reason that houses in the capital are not difficult to sell.

I think it was all because of asking for an extra 50 yuan.

He asked casually, "Where is their house located?"

When the time came, Pharaoh got up and prepared to enter the workshop.

"It's at Jiaodaokou, just like us, it's a courtyard house."

"My brother-in-law is also in our factory. He works in Workshop No. [-]. If it wasn't for his salary, it would have been over long ago with the little compensation!"

Looking at the back of Old Wang walking in front, Jiang Weidong suddenly had an idea.

Anyway, I was planning to buy real estate, and it happened that his sister's courtyard house was not far from me.

You can buy it and use it as a warehouse, so that you don’t have to worry about the weird people in the compound no matter how much goods you pull out in the future.

As for the extra 50 yuan, he doesn't care.

In a few decades, this house will cost hundreds of millions.

Not to mention fifty more, even five hundred, five thousand is fine.

Think of it as helping Pharaoh and his sister.

Thinking of this, he quickly took two steps to catch up.

"Master Wang, can you take me to see the house after get off work?"

Old Wang stopped in his tracks, "Why are you looking at it? Someone around you wants to buy a house?"

Because of the transfer of real estate certificates involved, Jiang Weidong couldn't use a disguise mask to buy a house.

You can only say to the other party, "I want to buy it. You know, although my parents left two rooms for me, they are all behind the scenes."

"Our courtyard is huge, and there are five entrances in total. It takes several minutes to walk from the gate to my house."

"If I marry a daughter-in-law in the future, and the mother-in-law doesn't agree with the back room where the slaves used to live, and doesn't agree to marry my daughter to me, then I'm not a scumbag."

Lao Wang originally had a bitter face, but he was amused by him.

Thinking about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with what he said.

If the family is not rich, it is not impossible to live in two back rooms, and it is better to have a small courtyard by yourself.

But if you have money to spare, then of course you have to buy a top-three house, something serious.

But what worried him was, "Xiao Jiang, I don't mean anything else by saying that."

"I mean, the money to buy a house is not a small amount, especially my sister's house, which is more expensive than others."

"Your parents are gone now, and your salary is not high, you..."

To put it bluntly, don't you just think I can't afford it?

But Jiang Weidong understood that Old Wang definitely did not despise him.

Because according to normal logic, he, Jiang Weidong, really shouldn't be able to afford it.

But who would have thought that he was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

So, he touched the back of his head, pretended to be simple and honest, and laughed at Old Wang.