Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

From the next day, Zhao Shanhe began his life as a drinking companion. Today he went to this factory, tomorrow he went to that factory. He worked during the day and drank at night. He felt like he was becoming an alcoholic.

However, there is a reward for every effort. With his physique, he only felt a little tipsy after drinking three kilograms of liquor, so the old relationships between the Purchasing Department's Group 2 and Group 3 were quickly established.

It was just that the work of Group 1 was really difficult. People in the countryside were already starving, so where could they buy food? Even the fish and meat that he asked Qiao Laoliu to send to the factory had been reduced by more than half, otherwise he would not be able to solve the problem of where these things came from.

It was early November, the season when autumn winds swept the fallen leaves. Since the heavy rain in July, it had not rained for three months. The city was covered with dust and dirt. The collar of a white shirt would get dirty after a few hours of going out. Pedestrians on the street, workers going to work, and children going to school all had their heads covered with dust when they returned home. It was at this time that Gao Daquan finally came to the door.

Zhao Shanhe looked at Gao Daquan, who was covered in dirt, and did not dare to let him into the house, fearing that the smell on his body would harm the children in the house. He took him outside the yard and spoke unhappily.

"Hey, isn't this Brother Gao? What a rare guest! How come you have time to come to my place today?"

Gao Daquan knew that Zhao Shanhe was dissatisfied with him. It was because he had promised him so well in the beginning, but several months had passed and nothing had happened, making him wait in vain.

However, thinking of the new prey caught in the village, he felt more confident.

"Brother, it's not that we brothers don't work hard, but I don't know what happened this year. In the whole summer and autumn, we didn't see even a roe deer in the village. If there were any, they would have come to find you a long time ago.

But this time I really have something to ask you. The wild boars in the mountains must have gone mad with hunger last night. You didn’t see them. More than 10 wild boars rushed down the mountain to look for food, but they were all killed by Lao Cao and the village militia. I figured that the price you offered was always higher than others, so I came to you first.”

Zhao Shanhe's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was beating fast. More than 10 wild boars could cause a sensation at a time when meat is almost out of stock. Thinking of this, he confirmed with Gao Daquan again.

"Are you sure there were more than 10 wild boars? And they were all killed by your village?"

Gao Daquan took off his hat and scratched his tangled hair, which brought up a lot of dust and an unpleasant smell. Zhao Shanhe took two steps back without saying a word. Is this a biological weapon? Are you planning to smoke me to death?

Gao Daquan looked up and saw that Zhao Shanhe's face was uglier than before. He smiled awkwardly and said.

"There is a severe water shortage in the village. I haven't taken a bath for a long time. I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

There were 11 in total. Originally, Hunter Cao wanted to keep two alive, but unfortunately the smallest wild boar that came down the mountain this time weighed more than kilograms, and our village did not have the tools to catch living animals, so in the end we had to kill them all.

But this morning, Hunter Cao went up the mountain. He wanted to follow the wild boar's footprints to see if there were any piglets. But he thought it was unlikely. Since these wild boars were so hungry that they rushed down the mountain, even if there were any piglets, they would have starved to death long ago."

Zhao Shanhe knew that Gao Daquan would not lie to him about this, because he would know the truth if he went to Xiangfang Village. He also knew that this matter must be resolved quickly to avoid any further complications.

He went back to the house and told Chen Xueru that he had some things to buy and might not be back at night. He asked her to lock the doors and windows before going to bed, then he rode his bike with Gao Daquan to Xiangfang Village.

Although he has a good relationship with the village secretary, this is meat. When people in the countryside are starving, they won't care who you are. If some big factories in Beijing knew that there were 11 wild boars, who knows what price they would raise. If you go too late, there might not even be a single hair left.

He ran all the way and reached Xiangfang Village in just two and a half hours. Even though his body had exceeded the strength of three pillars, his calves were still shaking with exhaustion.

He went straight to the home of Secretary Gao when he entered the village, and asked when he saw the secretary.

"Hello, Secretary Gao. Is the wild boar still here? Am I not too late?"

Secretary Gao knocked his pipe on the edge of the kang and replied.

"You are quite quick, I originally wanted to let Gao Daquan go and inform you first, if you didn't come, it means you don't want it anymore, and I'll let the villagers go to the city to ask other factories tomorrow.

But since you are here, it means that these wild boars are destined for you. This time the village does not want money, but only food. As long as you can provide enough food, you can take all the wild boars away at any time."

At this time, many people in the village also gathered around. They were all notified by the militia at the entrance of the village. Zhao Shanhe saw several villagers he was familiar with in the past. They had obviously lost a lot of weight. He couldn't help feeling a little pity and said to Secretary Gao.

"How about potatoes and sweet potatoes? Cornmeal in the city is 3 cents now. I don't think it's appropriate for you to switch to these. Potatoes and sweet potatoes are better. They are durable in storage and can be exchanged for more. The most important thing is that everyone can hold on until next summer harvest."

The village accountant took a notebook and whispered something in the secretary's ear. Secretary Gao nodded and then spoke.

"Potatoes and sweet potatoes are also fine. Negotiate the price with the accountant."

There was no pork or wild boar meat for sale in the Pigeon Market in the old city. Since there was no comparison, Zhao Shanhe offered a price of two yuan per catty, and potatoes and sweet potatoes at five cents per catty, which meant that one catty of wild boar meat could be exchanged for 5 catties of sweet potatoes and potatoes.

When Secretary Gao and other people in the village heard the price, they praised Zhao Shanhe for his kindness and righteousness, not knowing that these things could hardly fit in Zhao Shanhe's static space.

There were 11 wild boars of different sizes, weighing a total of more than 2400 kilograms. Zhao Shanhe needed to give away nearly 50 tons of potatoes and sweet potatoes. Of course, he would not perform a potato-transforming show in the village, so he could only find an excuse to go to the town to call the steel mill and ask them to deliver it overnight. Then he left Xiangfang Village.

It was more than an hour later when Zhao Shanhe came back. He led the villagers to a place three miles away from the village entrance and moved the potatoes and sweet potatoes taken from the small world back to the village. He also asked the villagers to help move the wild boar over. Only then was the transaction completed.

If it wasn't for the desire to eat fresh pork next year and the year after, he wouldn't have gone through all this trouble.

Seeing that the villagers had already returned to the village to share the potatoes, Zhao Shanhe threw the 11 wild boars into the static space. He planned to take one of these wild boars to the factory and keep the rest for now. He gave away one because he had to find an excuse to go out late at night. He didn't even tell Chen Xueru the secret of the small world.

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhao Shanhe finally rode his bicycle and delivered a wild boar weighing more than 100 kilograms to the factory gate. This small action would have been nothing in the past, but for the employees who could only see oil stars a few times a month, it almost caused a sensation.