Siheyuan, don't yell at me

Resentment can be used to purchase goods from the Resentment Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and one resentment was worth about one cent in the 60s.

It is still 1951, the early days of the People's Republic of China, and the monetary system is in a mess.

Prices change every day. The largest denomination was only 50 yuan two years ago, but now it has become 10,000 yuan.

Moreover, there is more than one unit that can print money. The money you print is real money, and the money I print is also real.

If we all work together, we can just print the stuff and have endless money to spend.

Take the 500-yuan note for example, there are six versions, with patterns including a crane, a tractor, Zhande City, Zhengyang Gate, a farmer’s bridge, and a farmer farming.

There are also six versions of the 1,000-denomination note, five versions of the 5,000-denomination note, and four versions of the 10,000-denomination note.

Moreover, the paper used to print money is the same as newspaper, which is of very poor quality and can be easily torn if not handled with care.

Now in 1951, two thousand yuan is equivalent to one dollar in the 60s. Next year in 1952, five thousand yuan will be equivalent to one dollar in the 60s.

From 1953 to 1955, the purchasing power of 60 yuan was equivalent to that of one yuan in the s.

Many small vendors are unwilling to accept this money and prefer to accept silver dollars or copper coins.

I had no choice but to do so. If I didn't accept the money, the soldiers would arrest me and put me in jail.

He Daqing thought that the resentment that the White Widow had just expressed was more than two hundred and fifty.

Money is nothing. Money nowadays is just like paper. If you spend 100 yuan to buy a box of matches today, you may not be able to buy it with 500 yuan tomorrow.

It’s still better to use resentment points. You can buy whatever you want and they won’t depreciate.

It seems that I have to earn more resentment points. After all, that idiot Shazhu doesn't look like a reliable person at all. How can he be so happy and send his own father off to die? Is this something a human being would do?

I, He Daqing, have to have another boy, so that I can have an extra security when I get old, right?

What caught He Daqing's eye the most was that there was actually a lottery treasure chest. The cheapest iron box cost 1,000 grievances each time, and a newcomer could draw for the first time with 100 grievances.

As an old gangster, He Daqing naturally had to indulge in all kinds of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

If there is a chance to try your luck, you will certainly not miss it.

After spending one hundred points, an iron box appeared in the void. The iron box opened automatically, and then disappeared, leaving only a piece of paper.

“Ding~

This is a contract of sale of He Daqing's father He Youtian~

The indenture has been put into the space~"

He Daqing's face showed ecstasy. It turned out to be this thing. With this thing, wouldn't he, He Daqing, be able to walk around the city with ease in the future?

What era is this? The poorer you are, the more glorious you are; the lower and humbler your ancestors are, the better.

The poor peasants among the middle and lower classes of the proletariat had their noses turned up high and their eyes red as they went around looking for the landlords and rich people to criticize and struggle against.

In my previous life, why did I, He Daqing, give up being the local tyrant in Sijiu City? Wasn’t it because my ancestors were of poor origin and I was afraid of bringing trouble to Shazhu and Yushui?

Tan’s cuisine is royal court cuisine and aristocratic cuisine. Logically speaking, most of the chefs who cook Tan’s cuisine are either rich or noble.

I don't know where that bastard Yi Zhonghai heard the news from, but he spread rumors about He Daqing openly and secretly, saying that my ancestors were of bad background.

In his previous life, He Daqing heard rumors that someone was going to report him, so he hurriedly gave up everything in Sijiu City and fled to Baoding with the White Widow.

No one knows why this indenture appeared, but for He Daqing, it is great news.

He Daqing grinned.

It seems there is no need to prepare a back-up plan, otherwise I, He Daqing, will have to bleed that bastard Yi Zhonghai to make him behave himself.

Yi Zhonghai is a bankrupt, so how dare he fight to the death with me, He Daqing?

With this thing, He Daqing walked with a swagger, and his nostrils were even more upturned than those of the middle and lower poor peasants.

Your background as a poor peasant is nothing. Your ancestors sold themselves into slavery. How dare you compare yourself with my ancestors?

As a veteran in Nanluoguxiang, He Daqing had naturally offended many people.

Along the way, the system kept beeping.

"Er Gou's resentment +3

Mountain Donkey Paozi Resentment +5

6 + ...

Even a stray dog ​​on the roadside was angry with He Daqing..."

Originally, He Daqing's swaying when he walked was not that big, but when the resentment value came, He Daqing was almost walking sideways like a crab.

Before reaching the courtyard, I saw He Yushui coming out of the courtyard from afar.

He Yushui is still in primary school, she is eight years old this year, with two pigtails, and holding a rough, hard lump in her hand, which looks like a steamed bun.

He Daqing really wanted to slap himself after seeing this. What a sin! The White Widow and her two grown sons ate all the white food, but his own daughter had to eat this?

Come to think of it, Shazhu is just a kitchen helper in a restaurant. It's good enough that he can support himself, but he has to support Yushui, a girl. His mind has never been on this.

He Yushui also saw He Daqing. There was a look of surprise on her face, and then she suddenly became indifferent, as if she was looking at a stranger.

“Ding~

The resentment from He Yushui +998~

+8

+8..."

He Daqing took a deep breath. His own daughter was quite resentful towards him.

He Yushui wanted to bypass He Daqing, but was blocked by He Daqing.

He Daqing searched his pockets and found them cleaner than his face. The money in his pockets must have been looted by the White Widow.

This damn White Widow is really a piece of shit. Outsiders are outsiders after all.

He Daqing just stared at He Yushui, but He Yushui did not show any weakness.

He Daqing felt a little embarrassed. According to his previous style, he would have slapped the man in the face.

He Daqing suddenly had an idea. That's right, he had a grudge against the supply and marketing cooperative.

I bought a bunch of candies and two sesame cakes from the system store.

He pretended to take it out from his pocket, took it out, and said to He Yushui:

"Yushui, Dad hasn't eaten lunch yet. Give me the steamed bread in your hand. It's the only thing I like.

Here, I'll give you a handful of candy and two sesame cakes. Eat them. When you get home from school, I'll cook meat for you."

After He Daqing finished speaking, without waiting for He Yushui to speak, he rudely snatched half of the steamed bread from He Yushui, stuffed the fruit candy into He Yushui's pocket, and forced the sesame cake into He Yushui's hand.

He Yushui's pocket was still torn, and the candies fell to the ground one by one.

"Silly girl, what are you standing there for? You dropped the candy, can't you pick it up yourself?

You still want your own father to bow down to you? That's impossible."

He Yushui, however, didn't buy He Daqing's account and pouted.

"He Daqing, you still have the nerve to come back. Everyone said you died outside."

Although He Yushui said that, the resentment +8 prompted by the system turned into +1.

He Daqing was not angry. He took out another handful of candies from his pocket, stuffed them into He Yushui's schoolbag, and started to educate her patiently.

"Rainwater, we won't eat the candies that have fallen on the ground. Your father, He Daqing, has plenty of candies. We can eat one and throw one away.

Also, you can’t talk like that to your elders, not even to strangers, not to mention I’m your father~"

As soon as He Daqing finished speaking, his eyes lit up.

I saw the matchmaker Jinhua leading a pretty girl towards this side. It looked like they were going into the courtyard to meet someone for a blind date?

That’s right, it must be that short-lived guy Jia Dongxu.

I knew that woman in my previous life. Wasn’t she Qin Huairu, the woman my silly son had licked for his entire life?

You know what, this guy Shazhu is really just like me, He Daqing, both of them have good looks.

Qin Huairu looks so tender, what's wrong with her trying to get in trouble? I, He Daqing, am also happy for Qin Huairu to get in trouble.

He Daqing blocked the way of Jinhua Matchmaker and said hello:

"Old whore, what are you doing in my yard? Are you here to be my matchmaker?

Tsk tsk~ This girl is very pretty, I like her~"

“Ding~

He Yushui's resentment +100

Jinhua Matchmaker's resentment +200

Qin Huairu's resentment +20"

He Yushui felt numb when she heard He Daqing's nonsense.

Who was the shameless person who just said that we should respect our elders?

He swiftly picked up the candy on the ground and fled the scene.

Just as Jinhua the matchmaker was about to explain a few words, He Daqing suddenly threw the steamed bread in his hand at a stray dog, causing the dog to howl and run away quickly with its tail between its legs.

He Daqing received a hundred grievances brought by the wild dog and laughed.

Then he spoke:

"Old bitch, think it over before you speak.

It’s rare for Master He Daqing to speak, so please don’t narrow the path…”