Siheyuan: The romantic and suave Xu Damao

"This year, grain coupons and flour coupons were issued again. I guess food will be rationed in the future, and it will be difficult to buy it even if you have money in your pocket."

"In the future, I expect there will be other tickets, such as sewing tickets, bicycle tickets, etc. Do you think this makes sense?"

Yan Bugui took a bite of the dish slowly and analyzed it in detail.

"Uncle San is indeed a teacher. His analysis is indeed thorough."

Xu Damao was filled with emotion. This uncle wasn't so awesome in the drama? How come he was so accurate now? Could he have traveled through time as well?

"This has nothing to do with whether I am a teacher or not. Don't underestimate me because I am just an elementary school teacher. I am not afraid to say that my cultural level is among the lowest in the school."

"There are many knowledgeable teachers in our school, some of whom are from landlord families... Damao, you know."

As Yan Bugui spoke, his voice became lower.

What Yan Bugui said was true. Some old intellectuals with poor backgrounds were knowledgeable and capable, but in this special era, it was impossible to allow them to hold important positions.

Even if some people have the level to become university professors, because of those problems, they can only be arranged to be primary school teachers and become colleagues with Yan Bugui.

"One of my colleagues analyzed that the fundamental reason why the country issued bills was because of the shortage of materials. They had to use this system. After the bills were issued, some things were difficult to buy even if they had money."

"What the third uncle's colleague said makes sense! But I am not well educated, so I am confused. Let's eat and drink well today, which is the main topic."

Xu Damao picked up the cup and clinked it with Yan Bugui, pretending not to understand.

After taking a big sip of wine, he picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of ginger-flavored preserved egg and put it into his mouth, then an expression of enjoyment appeared on his face.

"Come and have a drink. Damao, I brought over a dozen bottles of wine this time. They're all packed here. How about we keep the same price as last time?"

Seeing Xu Damao like this, Yan Bugui opened his mouth, but didn't say the words that were on the tip of his tongue, and brought up the matter of selling wine again.

"Okay, it's still 70% of the price. Let me see what kind of wine you have first."

"Great, Uncle San, you are a teacher and you can receive so much wine. I am really envious."

Xu Damao made a sour look.

"Don't tell anyone else. Some of them were actually given to me by my colleagues. They come from very wealthy families, which we can't compare to."

"That's right. After all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. A poor family background doesn't mean you don't have money. Let's drink first, and then do these business."

Xu Damao stopped Yan Bugui from opening the bag to look at the wine, picked up the cup and took another sip, then took out a cigarette and gave it to Yan Bugui.

He took out a match and lit the cigarettes for the third uncle and himself, then Xu Damao picked up a piece of boiled mutton and put it in his mouth to chew.

After the two men had eaten and drunk their fill, Xu Damao checked the dozen or so bottles of wine that Yan Bugui had brought, did some calculations, and then took out twenty-three yuan and handed it to Yan Bugui.

"Da Mao, take this money first. I need your help with something."

"What can I help you with?"

Xu Damao was very puzzled and didn't know what tricks Yan Bugui was going to play next.

"Da Mao, did you just buy this bicycle a while ago?"

"Yes, I asked a friend to buy it a few days ago and treated him to a meal."

Xu Damao talks nonsense all the time.

"Didn't I just say that this kind of ticket will probably become more popular in the future? In the future, there will be meat tickets, bicycle tickets, and so on. By then, these things will be extremely difficult to buy."

"Uncle, do you want to buy something?"

"Well, I want to buy a bicycle, but new ones are too expensive. Damao, you just bought a bicycle, can you ask your friend to help me get one too?"

Yan Bugui whispered his purpose and at the same time observed Xu Damao's expression. This situation surprised Xu Damao.

"Fuck! This Yan Bugui is a very secretive person. I am very likely to have been misled by the original drama."

In the original drama, Yan Bugui is a very stingy and cunning character, and a calculating person.

This guy's motto is "have enough food and clothes to wear, and never plan to be poor for the rest of your life."

Xu Damao and many of his friends who watched the drama thought that Yan Bugui was so stingy and calculating because he wanted to support a large family with his meager salary, but now Xu Damao knows he was wrong.

People who can survive the war-torn times are not simple people.

For a moment, Xu Damao fell into deep thought.

This guy is definitely pretending to be poor. He usually says that he earns the lowest salary among elementary school teachers.

But he has been teaching for quite a while, how is that possible? He can get there by working longer.

Second, he made a mistake and was demoted. But given his personality, what kind of mistake could he make? So it is certain that Yan Bugui was pretending to be poor.

What an old fox!

There are other reasons for this as well.

Yan Bugui is the manager of the courtyard. His duties are to guard against enemy spies, pass on information from above, and mediate conflicts among neighbors.

If his family income is not even at the poverty line in the city, would the people in the neighborhood assign such a person who spends most of his energy on supporting his family to be the manager? Don't treat others as fools, okay?

The people living in the courtyard are all petty citizens, the kind who are afraid that others will suffer and are also afraid that their neighbors will drive a Land Rover.

You are really showing off your wealth, just waiting for others to take advantage of you. Look at how He Yuzhu was taken advantage of in the drama. He was taken advantage of to death!

I guess Yan Bugui must have been feeling really bad in his heart as he watched He Yuzhu, that idiot, being fleeced in the years to come.

Of course, his salary is not too high. After all, he is the only one supporting the family, which has seven people including Yu Li.

He was the only one with a proper job. His son was a temporary worker and didn't have that many tickets. If he didn't make some calculations, it would be hard for him to live. And all four of his children were at least in junior high school. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, this was a very far-sighted act!

"Also, this guy must have seen through me and is lying. After all, one of his duties is to guard against enemy spies. How can he accept such a mission if he doesn't have the skills?"

If this old guy is really poor, can he afford the first bicycle in the whole hospital?

Next, there is the radio, the first TV in the hospital, can you lend money to open a restaurant? Can you have money to do business with Xu Damao in the play?

"Da Mao? Damao? Are you asleep?"

"Ahaha, no, I'm just thinking about how to ask my friend who works with bicycles. What kind of bicycle does Mr. Yan want to buy?"

Xu Damao laughed and asked a casual question to cover up his embarrassment.

"It should be strong and durable, but not too broken, so that my children can use it when they get married."

"This thing is not cheap. Even if it is not new, it costs more than 100 yuan, and it is difficult to find a seller."

"I know that if I bought a new bicycle, I would not sell it casually. Damao, ask one of your friends to think of a solution. Then your uncle will not lose you."

Hearing Yan Bugui say this, Xu Damao was certain that Yan Bugui already knew that the friend he was talking about was fictitious...