Siheyuan: I have traveled through time and space and still can’t eat enough?

When Yan Jiekuang lay down on the bed, he looked at the fifty-one yuan and ten cents in the space and instantly felt a little regretful. He felt that he might have offered too low a price.

Just because of Xu Damao's generosity, he didn't care about a hundred yuan. He helped him so much that he only asked him for fifty yuan.

"Ah, I didn't think it through. I didn't take Lou Xiao'e into account. His father is a man known as Lou Bancheng. His family has a lot of money. How could Xu Damao, his son-in-law, be short of money?"

While reflecting on my shortcomings, I fell asleep in a daze.

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"Yan Jiekuang, come up and do this problem." Mathematics teacher Zhang called Yan Jiekuang who was in a daze.

Teacher Zhang was very puzzled. This child used to be very honest and sensible. He was active and serious in class, and his grades were always in the upper middle level, which was pretty good.

But in the past few days, I don’t know what happened. I either sleep in class or daydream in class. I have no enthusiasm at all.

Seeing Yan Jiekuang in a daze again, I decided to ask him to come up and do the questions.

Looking at the math problem on the blackboard, it is a simple quadratic equation.

7x-14=2x+1

This is really too easy. In my previous life, it was only at the level of a fourth or fifth grade primary school student.

Yan Jiekuang walked up to the podium without even thinking and wrote down the answer "3".

Seeing that Yan Jiekuang answered correctly, the teacher had nothing else to say. He simply said, "Listen carefully next time," and let him go back to his seat.

But when Yan Jiekuang returned to his seat, he was worried.

He knew that it was his abnormal behavior in class recently that caught the teacher's attention.

It seems like I have to find a way to do something, otherwise I still have to study for the first half of the year, and I can’t sleep every day!

Yan Jiekuang was thinking about what he could do in school when he turned around and saw his deskmate, who was sleeping on the table just like him.

This gave him an idea instantly, and he quickly woke up his deskmate.

"Er Pang, wake up, wake up."

"How do you know about Kuang? Is the get out of class over?" Erpang asked in a daze, rubbing his eyes which had not yet opened.

"No, your parents were called to the hospital the day before yesterday because you didn't do your homework. Were you beaten when you got home?" Yan Jiekuang looked curious.

His desk mate was called Li Jianguo. Because he was white and chubby and was the second child in the family, his close classmates called him Erpang.

Erpang has a very good temper and doesn't get annoyed when people call him that. You know, in this era, it's not easy to grow fat. It requires capital, and only those with good family conditions are qualified to gain weight.

This is the case with Erpang. His father is the logistics director of the Third Steel Rolling Mill, and his mother is also a worker at the steel rolling mill. His eldest brother got married a long time ago and lives alone, so only two people in the family of three earn money.

Since he is the only child in the family, Erpang's parents still dote on him. As a result, he often has pocket money and his living conditions are very good.

The only drawback is that this kid doesn't like to study or do homework.

Because of not handing in homework, my parents were called every few days, and I was beaten up when I got home.

His parents did not expect him to have a great future, as their path for him had already been arranged. He went to work in a factory right after graduating from junior high school, starting as a temporary worker, and then his father would slowly use his connections to get him a permanent job.

But his parents felt embarrassed to be called to the police station all the time, so they beat him every time they were called to the police station.

"How could you not get beaten? You have definitely never experienced mixed doubles, after all, you are a good student." Erpang looked at Yan Jiekuang with a face full of resentment.

However, Yan Jiekuang didn't pay any attention to his look, but whispered: "I have a way to prevent you from getting beaten again in the future, do you want to hear it?"

"What method? Tell me." Erpang looked unconvinced.

Seeing that the other party had taken the bait, Yan Jiekuang no longer kept him in suspense.

"Anyway, your family has already arranged for you to get a job in the factory. Now all you need is your diploma. I'll help you with your homework in the future, but you have to give me 3 yuan a month. How about that?"

Listening to Yan Jiekuang's words, Erpang fell into deep thought: All his pocket money every month only added up to three or four yuan. But in order to avoid being beaten, it seemed worth it. At most, he could ask his parents for more.

Thinking of this, Erpang nodded heavily: "Okay, it's settled, but this month of winter vacation must also be included, and you have to help me write it."

Seeing that Erpang agreed, he immediately held out his hand: "Okay, then there are still about six months until we graduate. It's paid monthly, so give me this month's payment first."

By the time Erpang paid the money, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

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Within two days, Yan Jiekuang reached deals with two more classmates.

Their situation was the same as Erpang's. They all decided not to continue their studies, and their families had already made arrangements for their future.

One of them is called Wang Weidong. His father is the workshop director of the second workshop of the steel rolling mill. His family has some connections and they plan to let him enter the transportation department of the steel rolling mill as soon as he graduates from junior high school. Once he passes the driving test, he can become a driver smoothly.

This is a lucrative job. Not only do you get various subsidies for driving a car, but you can also do some private work on the road. The money you earn every month is more than the old workers in the factory.

There is another one named Song Jianshe. His father is a section chief in the security department. He has already made arrangements with all the connections and is planning to have him join the security department right after graduation, first as a temporary worker, and then find a way to get him a permanent job.

Because their school is affiliated with a steel mill, 80% of the classmates in the class are children of the steel mill. The welfare benefits of large factories are better, and only families with good conditions will give pocket money to their children. If it were a small factory, the family would hardly have enough food to eat, let alone give money to the children.

Although some of his classmates were wealthy, Yan Jiekuang did not continue to develop their business.

Although he is not a good person, he does not want to delay other people's lives, so he only looks for classmates who have already secured future jobs. They don't like to study, so he won't have any psychological burden if he does their homework for them.

Besides, if there are too many people, he won’t be able to handle it.

In fact, nine dollars a month is enough to improve life, and if there are too many people, someone will definitely let something slip, and he doesn't want to stand out too much.

Looking at the huge sum of sixty yuan and one cent in the space, I already have the money, but I can’t do without the ticket!

Yan Jiekuang still has to find a way to obtain the bills.

Seeing this, some people may ask, why not ask classmates for tickets directly?

You should know that tickets are more important than money in this era. You may not be able to exchange money for tickets (there are tickets in the pigeon market, but they are very expensive, and the more precious tickets need to be touched). But tickets can be easily exchanged for money.

Besides, these were a group of half-grown children, and no one in their family would give them food coupons or meat coupons. What they were given was pocket money, which they used to buy candies or sodas. Snacks like these did not require coupons to buy.

So the students basically didn’t have any tickets.

After careful consideration, Yan Jiekuang still couldn't figure out how to get the food coupons safely, so he could only make a major decision - to break into the Pigeon Market at night.