Siheyuan starts from a good life

Jiang Yan didn't know what happened in the Public Security Bureau. Back in the afternoon, after the big boss left, Jiang Yan took Xiao Wei to a random place near the Summer Palace to eat a bowl of noodles and then returned to Kunming Lake. .

The sunshine at noon was just right, making people feel warm and comfortable, so Jiang Yan found a better place to lower the fishing rod again. Perhaps because of Jiang Yan's rescue, God gave him a reward. The fish came one by one during the afternoon fishing, which made Jiang Yan a little overwhelmed.

He didn't even have time to smoke a cigarette this afternoon. There were so many fish in the lake. They bit the hook as soon as he put it down. It's no wonder there are so many fish here. This Kunming Lake is old and it used to be a royal place. No one dared to fish, and it was too late to release the fish. Later, although the wall fell down, there were no such big fishing nets in the north. Isn't this cheaper for Jiang Yan?

Jiang Yan was not too tired this afternoon, but Xiao Wei was exhausted. Jiang Yan was responsible for fishing, and Xiao Wei was responsible for catching fish. Unexpectedly, he caught more than 50 fish in this short time, and the smallest one weighed two kilograms. The fish that weighed nearly ten kilograms almost broke his fishing rod, but luckily Xiao Wei was able to catch it with a fishing net quickly.

"Leader, there are so many fish, I'll put them in the trunk of the car first," Xiao Wei said to Jiang Yan while looking at the pile of fish.

Jiang Yan said nonchalantly: "No, we will keep a few big fish later and send the rest to the purchasing station."

"Boss, how about I fish for you for a while?" Seeing Jiang Yan lying on the grass, Xiao Wei spoke directly.

Jiang Yan was lying on the grass, smoking a cigarette and waving his hands. Xiao Wei immediately took the fishing rod and sat there fishing. His hands were already itchy as he watched Jiang Yan move one after another.

"Young man, why do you catch so many fish?" asked a gentle old man.

Jiang Yan didn't get up either. He smoked a cigarette and said, "I'm lucky today, so I caught fish like this."

"How lucky are you? You are so lucky. Young man, can you sell me a few of your fish?"

The man spoke politely, so Jiang Yan smiled and said to him: "Uncle, there is a policy that we cannot do private business. I want to sell you fish... I made a mistake, isn't that right?"

"That's right, young man, you use the fish you don't want and I use the tickets I don't use, and we exchange it. This won't violate the policy." The little old man said with a smile while wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Hearing the uncle's words, Jiang Yan couldn't help but give him a thumbs up in his heart. This little guy's head was spinning too fast. He even exchanged the fish I didn't want for the tickets he didn't want. In these years of love, I can still do without meat. There are also tickets, which are all good things, but is Jiang Yan worse than this? Of course it's not bad, but it would be nice to get a little more, so Jiang Yan didn't object.

"Young man, just wait, I'll get you a ticket right away." After the old man said that, he hurried away.

"Okay, then you go ahead, I've been fishing here anyway."

"Look, it's that young man. He caught a lot of fish. You can change it for him."

Hearing the sound in the distance, Jiang Yan looked back and couldn't help but cursed: "Fuck!" More than a dozen old men, old ladies, women and young men trotted towards him.

Xiao Wei, who was fishing, also put down his fishing rod and came to Jiang Yan.

"Xiao Wei, relax and don't be so nervous." Seeing that Xiao Wei had put his hand into his arms, Jiang Yan quickly advised him.

The old man who had just returned gasped and said, "Young man, I saw you had so many fish, so you called a few more people."

Jiang Yan rolled his eyes and thought, how many more people did you call? There are already about ten people here, and here are a few people, are you not good at math or am I not good at math?

"Young man, first exchange my fish for me and take out ten kilograms of food stamps."

Jiang Yan did not move, but looked at these people. The old man continued: "Young man, don't worry, we are all teachers from Peking University."

Jiang Yan then put away the ten kilograms of food stamps, picked up five fish weighing about two kilograms, threw them to him and said, "That's it."

The little old man said happily: "That's a lot, that's a lot! These are enough."

"Young man, here's me. I don't have food stamps here, but I have cloth stamps, okay?"

After a while, all the fish under five kilograms were replaced, and he had more than 40 kilograms of food stamps in his pocket, more than ten feet more cloth stamps, two soap coupons, toothbrushes and toothpaste coupons, and five kilograms of pastry coupons.

"Young man, I have two kilograms of oil stamps here. How big of a fish can you give me?" asked a woman in her 40s.

Jiang Yan was stunned. There are three major difficulties these days. One is cotton, the other is pork, and the third is oil. No one is willing to take out these three things these days. Although cloth tickets are also very tight, there are several large textile factories in Beijing, and now the output has increased, so these cloth tickets are easier to obtain.

There are still thousands of kilograms of oil in Jiang Yan's space, but no one would like it too little, so Jiang Yan took two fish weighing five to six kilograms: "These two fish weigh more than ten kilograms, is that okay?"

"Okay, okay! You're a young guy, but you're in trouble."

This old lady actually told the truth, which made Jiang Yan feel a little embarrassed.

After everyone left, there was not a single fish left around Jiang Yan. When he was exchanging tickets just now, those palm-sized fish were basically regarded by Jiang Yan as a nuisance.

There are a lot of fish in Kunming Lake. Around four o'clock in the afternoon, I caught a lot of fish again. This time it weighed more than 100 kilograms. There were also a few fish weighing more than kilograms. These few fish Yu Jiangyan didn't want to sell it, he wanted to keep it for eating, and he was going to sell the other fish to the place where he bought it.

"Oh, luckily you didn't leave," suddenly a voice came from behind the two of them. Jiang Yan looked at him and said to himself, "Damn it, it's rare to meet such a person in this day and age. This person is actually a fat man."

However, he was not fat in the sense of later generations. In Jiang Yan's opinion, he was just a little stronger.

"Comrade, hello, let me introduce myself first. I am the director of the Peking University cafeteria. My surname is Xiang. Our school teacher came back and said you have fish here? Can you change it?" After saying this, he stopped looking at Jiang Yan and stared at Manchu. The fish of the land.

After he said this, he reached into his trouser pocket and took out a handful of tickets.

"Comrade, I have meat stamps, salt stamps, oil stamps, tea stamps, and two Class A liquor stamps..."

"Stop, stop, stop! Let's do it the same way. I'll give you the fish, you give me the tickets, and if you say yes, we'll swap. With so many tickets? It's easy to get confused, and it's hard to calculate clearly."

"Okay, okay, this is best."

"Here are two kilograms of oil coupons, two kilograms of salt coupons..." It was a seller's market now, and Jiang Yan did not hesitate to exchange the coupons that were useful to him.

"I can't give you these. I have these tickets, and the rest of the fish are yours," Jiang Yan said, pointing to the fish on the ground.

"I'm afraid this isn't enough! Otherwise I'll make up some money." The fat man hesitated and said.

"No, that's all. I'll just make the fish for the students later to add some nutrition." Jiang Yan continued.

"Hey! Don't worry, I will definitely do it. The teachers who went back said it well. They are still gay." After finishing speaking, the fat man gave Jiang Yan a thumbs up.

"Comrade, take a look at it for me. I'll go back and call someone." The fat man rubbed his hands and said.

"Go! Go! Come back quickly." Jiang Yan responded.

After the fat man took all the fish away, Jiang Yan no longer thought about fishing. He looked at his watch and saw that it was almost five o'clock. The days were short and the nights were long, and he was feeling a little dizzy. So Jiang Yan called Xiao Wei to clean up. After a while, the two people drove back to the courtyard.