The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

When asked, Liu Dazhuang rubbed his lips and said, "Section Chief Wang asked me to tell you when the next batch of supplies will arrive. We haven't purchased any pork for the steel mill this month."

The purchasing department of the steel rolling mill is now managed by Wang Wen. Wang Wen is also a cunning person. Although Liu Minghui told them to come to him if they need anything, Wang Wen is not stupid.

Just hand over all the matters to Liu Dazhuang. Now Liu Dazhuang doesn't have to do anything. As long as he can get a batch of supplies back from Liu Minghui every month, he can even not go to work.

Liu Minghui heard this, thought for a moment and said, "The day after tomorrow, I'll contact you tomorrow, and we'll follow the old rules then."

It's dark now, we can't tell others that we're going to discuss supplies overnight.

Let Liu Dazhuang go to the courtyard to get it the day after tomorrow, and leave a day as a buffer.

"Second brother, you must remember to drive yourself to get the supplies, and don't bring outsiders with you."

Liu Minghui looked at Liu Dazhuang seriously. Although some people knew about this place, it couldn't be made public. In short, they had to come quietly and without any interference.

After hearing this, Liu Dazhuang understood what Liu Minghui was worried about, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not stupid. I always go there alone."

Liu Dazhuang never asked where Liu Minghui purchased those things from, but he also knew that this was the foundation for his foothold in the steel rolling mill, and of course he didn't want outsiders to know.

"That's good."

Just at this moment, Yu Li poked her head out from the kitchen, looked at the two of them and said, "It's time to eat."

Hearing this, Liu Minghui stood up and looked at Liu Dazhuang, "Let's go inside and have dinner. It's been a while since we two brothers had a drink together."

"Okay, I've already prepared to eat for free. I've even asked your sister-in-law not to save any food for me."

Liu Dazhuang said happily and followed Liu Minghui into the house.

Just when they were about to start eating, someone else came to the door.

"Ahem, Minghui, I'm eating."

Yan Bugui walked into the room, looked at the people sitting around the table, and asked with a smile.

However, when Yan Bugui looked at the food on the table, his saliva almost flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

My goodness, this is not what ordinary people eat. The table is filled with four dishes and a soup. Thinking that he can't even have such good food during the Chinese New Year at home, Yan Bugui was filled with envy and jealousy.

Liu Minghui, who was here, saw Yan Bugui come in and didn't say anything. He just stared at the food on the table and thought for a while before asking, "Yes, have you eaten yet? How about eating together?"

Liu Minghui was just being polite, but who would have thought that Yan Bugui would sit down directly, almost making Liu Minghui dumbfounded.

I swear to God, Liu Minghui was just being polite, but he overestimated Yan Bugui's shamelessness.

For Yan Bugui, the world is big and the biggest advantage is to get a good meal and wine for free, so he doesn't care about the embarrassment.

As a last resort, Liu Minghui could only ask Yu Li to get another bowl and place it in front of Yan Bugui.

"Then I won't be polite."

Liu Minghui rolled his eyes in his heart. He had even moved his chopsticks, so why was he still saying polite?

"Eat, everyone. Second Master is also an acquaintance, so don't be polite."

Since it has come to this, Liu Minghui doesn't mind letting Yan Bugui take advantage. Besides, judging from the situation, Yan Bugui probably has something to say when he comes to his house.

After taking out the wine and filling it up, Liu Minghui asked, "Second Uncle, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Yan Bugui was eating with his mouth full of oil at this time. When he saw Liu Minghui pouring him a glass of wine, he quickly took it politely and then said, "It's because there is trouble in the backyard again."

Liu Minghui and Liu Dazhuang looked at each other, and then Liu Dazhuang put down his chopsticks and said, "I wonder why there are so many trivial things in your yard all day long. It's hard to live in peace here."

Liu Minghui did not agree. After all, Liu Dazhuang did not live in Yard 95, so it was fine for him to say anything.

But Liu Minghui had the same idea in his mind.

Yan Bugui was mocked and his tone froze. He then put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine glass and said, "Alas, who says it's not true? There have been more and more things in recent years. It can only be said that there are too many people and it's hard to manage."

Seeing this, Liu Minghui also raised his glass and clinked it with Yan Bugui, and asked, "Tell me in detail, who is causing trouble in the backyard?"

Yan Bugui drank a glass of wine and then explained, "Who else could it be? It's just a deaf old lady. She probably saw that Old Yi has become a master and wanted to be taken care of like before."

There was disdain in Yan Bugui's words, and it was unclear whether he was looking down on the deaf old lady or Yi Zhonghai, but his tone was not good anyway.

Liu Minghui showed an expression of sudden enlightenment: "So that's how it is, but Master Yi probably won't be happy about it."

When this was mentioned, Yan Bugui became excited and whispered to the others, "Who said it wasn't true? Old Yi has a son now, so how could he take care of an old woman like her? Look, he was making a scene outside just now."

"Then why are you still here? Why don't you go and give them some advice?"

Liu Minghui asked with a smile: "Why don't you take this job? Maybe you will have an extra house in the future."

house?

Yan Bugui showed a puzzled expression, as if he didn't understand what Liu Minghui meant.

Seeing Yan Bugui's expression, Liu Minghui explained softly, "The house the old lady lives in now is her own, she has a capital."

Yan Bugui was startled and asked with a stammer, "Really?"

"Didn't the street office allocate housing to the five-guarantee households? They would take it back if the people died?"

Liu Minghui glanced at him and said unhappily, "Who told you that? When the deaf old lady moved in, there was no street office yet."

"Besides, their wealth may be much greater than yours."

A word can wake a person up from a dream. Yan Bugui was awakened by Liu Minghui's words. He had lived in the yard for more than 20 years, so he certainly knew how long the deaf old lady had lived there.

The deaf old lady had no special identity, nor was she a relative of a martyr. She was just a concubine kept outside by a wealthy family in the old times.

When the street office was first established, it was discovered after investigation that she had no children or family, and only had this one house in her name. In addition, she was old and had no one to support her, so she was finally given the status of a five-guarantee household.

But it is not entirely true to say that she was poor. After all, she was once a concubine of a wealthy family and her family still had quite a lot of money.

Anyway, Liu Minghui knew a lot of them, but they were all buried under the kang where the deaf old lady slept.

In addition, the deaf old lady never goes out all day, so she is probably guarding these things to prevent them from being stolen.

Yan Bugui, who was sitting opposite Liu Minghui, was so excited that he could hardly calm down. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Liu Minghui was right. He also knew what the deaf old lady did before.

He believed what Liu Minghui said, that the deaf old lady had more wealth than he did.

Even if not, it would be nice to get two houses.