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

This made Li Huaide fall into deep thought: he was the deputy director in charge of logistics, and the canteen was naturally under his leadership. If the matter was reported to the Ministry of Metallurgy, although there would be no substantial punishment for him, it would definitely lower his impression in the minds of the leaders.

The letter said that Director Yang agreed to this matter.

He is the only one in the entire steel rolling mill who can compete with Director Yang, but he has always lost more than he won. So, can we make something of this?

Li Huaide didn't say anything, but asked Li Haifeng to notify the canteen to prepare a reception on Monday.

When Yan Jiekuang returned home, he had no idea that he had achieved his goal.

He was worried about one thing: he had money now, but he still had no tickets. The bland soup he ate every day made Yan Jiekuang feel that the nutrients he had supplemented some time ago were consumed again.

After thinking for a long time and unable to come up with a good solution, Yan Jiekuang could only decide to take another risk.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Yan Jiekuang put on his clothes, opened the door quietly, and walked towards the direction of Pigeon City.

Because of his previous experience, he did not observe from outside like he did last time. Instead, he wrapped himself tightly and went straight in.

As soon as he entered the Pigeon Market, Yan Jiekuang saw Sixth Brother doing business with others.

After the man left, he hurried over and said, "Sixth Brother, buy some food coupons and meat coupons. Can I get a discount if I buy more?"

Looking at the person in front of me who is covered tightly, since he knows who he is, why is he asking such an idiotic question?

The Sixth Brother replied coldly: "No."

Looking at Sixth Brother's eyes, Yan Jiekuang also reacted. Food coupons are always in great demand, so how could they be cheap?

All he could say was: "Give me 50 jin of grain coupons, 20 jin of meat coupons, and do you have Maotai coupons? Give me two."

Hearing that Yan Jiekuang bought so many things, Sixth Brother looked at him without saying a word, and took out a stack of colorful receipts from his arms.

After a while, he sorted it out and handed it to Yan Jiekuang: "Eighty in total."

Yan Jiekuang paid the money, took the ticket, and prepared to go shopping in the Pigeon Market.

The last time he came, he didn’t have much money and didn’t dare to go deeper. This time, he had more than a thousand yuan in his pocket, and he was confident, just in case he could come across something good!

As I walked and looked, I saw that there was really everything for sale here, coarse grains and fine grains, all kinds of meat and eggs, and even pots, pans, and utensils.

Yan Jiekuang had not walked far when he was attracted by a stall. He saw a gun in front of a middle-aged man.

Yan Jiekuang stood there in a daze for a moment, then walked over, picked up the gun, and pulled the bolt: "What kind of gun is this? How much is it?"

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and replied, "Browning, 60 per gun, bullets are extra, 5 cents per round, and there are only 500 rounds at most."

Yan Jiekuang thought about it and immediately made a decision: "I want all the bullets. Here's 85 yuan."

After the money and goods were settled, Yan Jiekuang turned around and left. He wanted to get out of the black market as soon as possible, and he would only feel at ease after putting the gun into the space.

But when he was about to reach the door, someone suddenly grabbed him, and Yan Jiekuang was so scared that he almost took out the gun he had just bought.

Fortunately, the visitor spoke in time: "Friend, do you want some small yellow croaker?"

As he said this, he showed the small yellow croaker in his hand.

Yan Jiekuang saw that this was also a good thing and might be useful in the future, so he quickly asked: "How many do you have and how much do you sell it for?"

"I have six pieces here, 80 each."

After some bargaining by Yan Jiekuang, they were finally bought at the price of 75 yuan per piece.

After the transaction, Yan Jiekuang left Pigeon City without stopping.

After walking for a distance, he observed his surroundings as usual before putting things into the space.

But he found that he was being followed. The man who sold him the small yellow croaker was following him from a distance.

Yan Jiekuang knew that he must have shown too much money, so he wondered why others didn't look for him, but instead dragged him to sell the small yellow croaker. He probably had been eyeing him for a long time.

He did not do anything unnecessary. Instead, he waited until he reached the corner and started running, not caring about the direction or how long he ran. He only slowed down after looking back several times and no longer seeing anyone.

Fortunately, he has become much stronger these days. If it were the same as when he first traveled through time, he would probably be exhausted after running such a long distance.

Even so, he was too tired to move forward. He found the right direction and slowly walked towards the courtyard.

When he returned to the courtyard, Yan Jiekuang was so tired that he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

I didn’t wake up until almost afternoon and finally had the energy to sort out my harvest.

Money: 715 yuan

Food coupons: 50 catties

Meat ticket: 20 catties

Maotai tickets: 2

Small yellow croaker: 6 pieces

A silly roe deer

A wild boar

A Browning pistol with 500 rounds of ammunition

Although the money was almost half gone, Yan Jiekuang didn't feel bad at all, because he had gained so much this time.

They say that a man with a gun will not be afraid.

Yan Jiekuang now understood that this was the truth. Now he also had a gun. Although he might not need it, he felt safe.

Seeing that there was no one at home, Yan Jiekuang took out his gun, loaded it with bullets, and put it back into the space. This way, when he needed it again, he could just take it out and shoot.

A feeling of hunger came over him, and then he remembered that he had not eaten yet. Looking at the money and tickets in the space, he felt confident and immediately decided to go to the state-owned restaurant to have a good meal and replenish some food in the space.

After leaving the restaurant, Yan Jiekuang went to the supply and marketing cooperative again and bought some candy.

He hasn't eaten for a while since he last went to Zhangjiazhuang.

When he got home, the Yan family was having dinner. Looking at the steamed buns on the table, Yan Jiekuang burped and went back to bed.

Yan Bugui and his wife knew that he was rich, so they didn't care. They were even happy that they saved a meal.

The next morning, Yan Jiekuang went to school and slept and was in a daze as usual.

But on the other side, Sha Zhu was stopped by the security department as soon as he walked to the door with his lunch box.

"Silly Zhu, open the lunch box, we need to check it."

Of course Sha Zhu couldn't let them see the lunch box. He had been serving as a guest in the canteen today, and he had kept a lot of good things, waiting to go back and give them to Sister Qin so that he could touch her little hand!

"What are you looking at? I took leftovers home, but Director Yang allowed me to do so. What right do you have to check?"

As he said this, he pushed away the person in front of him and was about to leave.

But how could the people in the security department let him go? In the past, when he said this, everyone turned a blind eye and let it go, but this time it was an order from above.

Several people went up and started to grab the lunch boxes. Sha Zhu also had a bad temper and kicked one of them down. This attracted the attention of the security members who were watching the fight nearby, and they swarmed over.

Although Sha Zhu is known as the God of War in the Siheyuan, two fists are no match for four hands, let alone being surrounded and beaten by seven or eight people.

After a while, he was beaten so badly that he couldn't stand up.

When the security department opened Shazhu's lunch boxes, they saw half a chicken in one and meat in the other.

The workers who were watching the excitement from a distance were drooling.

"Silly Zhu, this is what you call leftovers?"

"take away."

Seeing Sha Zhu being taken away by the security department and locked up in a small dark room, the security chief who was hiding not far away turned around and walked into the room and picked up the phone: "Director Li, Sha Zhu's lunch box was full of meat, and he has been locked up now."