The prosperous era of courtyard houses

Chapter 261, Mailing

After leaving the steel rolling mill, Li Weiguo drove the Qianzi all the way to the small private courtyard at Dongzhimen.

This small courtyard is temporarily coming from Li Huaide. Except for regular transactions every month, Li Huaide basically doesn't come here.

It has always been used by Li Weiguo, and occasionally used as a material transfer to hide from others.

After driving for a few minutes, Wanzi soon arrived at the entrance of the small courtyard.

The car stopped and turned off, and Li Weiguo said: "Brother Zhu, wait for me here for a while."

"it is good."

Silly Zhu didn't know why Li Weiguo brought him here, so naturally he listened to the instructions the whole time.

After getting out of the car, Li Weiguo took out his keys and went straight forward to open the door.

After entering the yard, he closed the door and scanned the surroundings with his mind to confirm that there was no problem.

Then with a wave of his hand, he took out a large bag of sweet potatoes from the space.

A sack weighs one hundred kilograms, no more, no less, exactly the amount promised to Silly Zhu last night.

The money was already collected yesterday. Naturally, the things promised to others must be fulfilled, otherwise it will be difficult to explain to others if they starve to death.

After taking out the sweet potatoes and staying in the courtyard for another two minutes, Li Weiguo felt that he was almost done. Then he picked up the big sack with one hand, opened the courtyard door and walked out.

When Silhu came out carrying the things, his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw it, and he hurriedly came up to meet him.

"Hey Weiguo, are your friends ready?"

Shazhu looked at the full big sack and was very happy. He finally had an explanation when he went home at night.

"Yes, I went to the grain store this morning and they have prepared it. Okay, let's move it into the car."

"Hey, I'll come, I'll come"

Shazhu took the sack diligently, raised it with both hands, and quickly lifted it and put it into the bed of the gangster's car.

After putting the things away and locking the courtyard door, Li Weiguo stepped on the couch and asked, "I got the things, shall we go to the post office now?"

Silly Zhu thought for a while and said: "If you don't bother Weiguo, you can take me to the grain station first. I still have food stamps with me, so I can buy twenty kilograms of grain and send it back to Feiyan's family together."

Last night, Silly Zhu said that he would squeeze out twenty kilograms from the rations to send back to Peng Feiyan's family, but he did not have national food stamps.

Local food stamps cannot be used if sent there, and the procedure for exchanging them for national food stamps is very troublesome.

For those who have no means, the national food stamps can only be exchanged for a maximum of 30 kilograms at a time, and the employer must issue a certificate.

In addition, three ounces of oil stamps are needed, that is, one ounce of oil for ten kilograms of grain.

If you are not a person who often travels for work, it is very troublesome to apply for a letter of introduction in exchange for national food stamps, and your company will generally not approve it.

Moreover, Silhu didn't have oil coupons. Each person's monthly ration of cooking oil was only three taels, which was not enough to eat at home, let alone exchange it.

So he had to go to the grain station to buy ready grain before mailing it. The postage was a little more expensive, but there was nothing he could do. He could do whatever he could with the conditions.

Seeing that Si Zhu had made arrangements, Li Weiguo didn't care: "Okay, let's walk and get in the car."

"Okay." Silly Zhu carried him into the back seat with a bump on his back.

Getting in the car and igniting it, the two went straight to the nearest grain station.

After spending less than half an hour to buy twenty kilograms of stick noodles from the grain station, Li Weiguo took Shazhu to the Di'anmen Post Office near Nanluogu Lane.

Di'anmen Post Office, built in 1906, is called the Back Gate Post Office and is one of the earliest post offices in the imperial capital.

When it was taken over by the People's Liberation Army, it was called the Di'anmen Street Post Office, numbered branch 9. During special periods, it was called the Main Line Post Office.

This post office is where Zhou Can's father works. Zhou Can's father is currently the deputy director. It is said that he is on the rise. I don't know if he has been promoted.

When Zhou Can was getting a job after graduating from high school, Zhou's father wanted to arrange for Zhou Can to be one of the eight postmen in the post office so that he could take over from him in the future.

It’s just that Zhou Can couldn’t bear the hardship. He was worried that delivering express mail every day would cost him all his body fat, so he decisively refused.

In the end, I chose a supply and marketing cooperative, and even said it euphemistically: The terrace near the water is good for raising fat.

When they arrived at the post office, they stopped the car and turned off the engine. Li Weiguo and Shazhu went straight to the business hall carrying 120 kilograms of grain on their left and right.

As soon as you enter the business hall, you can see the busy staff in the post office, and postmen are constantly coming and going.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the post office had already formed four basic businesses--letters, parcels, remittances, and newspaper distribution.

Of course, the business of the post office is not limited to this. The post office also provides telephone and telegraph services, which greatly facilitates people's communication, mailing and other needs.

After finding a nearby service window and filling out the form, Shazhu called over a free male postman.

Although the Shazhu people are reckless, they also know a little bit about the world. As soon as the postman came over, he handed someone a big product and asked them to help check it.

The postman took the cigarette, and his face that was originally tense due to busyness suddenly softened a lot. He looked down at the two sacks, one large and one small, at their feet.

Asked: "What to send?"

"Send some food." Silly Zhu said.

"food?"

The postman frowned, took a closer look at the two sacks at his feet, and then asked, "How much do they weigh?"

"One hundred and twenty pounds."

"Huh? One hundred and twenty pounds?"

After hearing Silly Zhu's answer, the postman's voice raised involuntarily, and he instinctively wanted to ask a few questions.

But when he saw a policeman in police uniform standing next to him, he calmed down again.

Food is so tight now and so many rations are sent. If there is no identification from the employer or the presence of law enforcement officials, Si Zhu will inevitably be arrested and interrogated.

At this time, everyone's rations are twenty or thirty kilograms. How long will it take to save up to one hundred and twenty kilograms?

If no one proves it, it is speculation and must be taken away immediately.

Fortunately, the accompanying Li Weiguo was not only wearing a police uniform, but also had a gun on his waist. He looked like a cadre at first glance, which was enough to prove that the thing was legal.

The postman nodded kindly to Li Weiguo, and without asking any more questions, he lowered his head and opened the two sacks and inspected them one by one.

After confirming that the items were correct, he took two large sacks and divided the 120 kilograms of grain into two equal parts for packing and sealing.

Although there are no explicit rules for sending things to the post office in this era, things that are too large and heavy are basically not accepted.

For example, if you want to send a set of furniture or something, don't think about it. It is absolutely impossible to go back and forth from where you are.

Take Sha Zhu’s 120 kilograms of grain, for example. They packed it all together and they didn’t accept it. It was overweight.

But you can be flexible and pack it into an average of two 60-pound packages, which will work.

If it still doesn't work, just divide it into another package. Of course, you have to fill out as many documents as you need for each package, which is a little more troublesome.

After sealing, the postman wrote the addresses and names of both the sender and the receiver on the outer packaging of the two packages, and then asked Shazhu to carry the things with him to weigh them and bill them.

After a series of operations, it took about ten minutes, and finally I paid the fee and got the postal order.

After getting the postal order, Shazhu asked the postman at the payment window: "Comrade, how long will it take for the things to arrive?"

The postman in the window lowered his head to deal with his work and said without raising his head: "Ten days and a half, no more than a month at the latest."

Silly Zhu nodded, no surprise, the transportation conditions are like this these days, ten days and a half is considered fast.

Although Peng Feiyan's family is short of food, they can still hold on for more than ten days.

Once this batch of food arrives, we will save a little, and it will be enough for the family to last until the end of the year when the team settles the work points and food.

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