Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Zhao Shanhe was listening on the side and just wanted to say, wow, the price of this fish is almost catching up with that of pork. It seems that the other party wants to pull him on board, and they are determined to take advantage of him.

But then I think about it, I have shown such a big face in front of Li Huaide this time, I am considered a person with some ability. According to Li Huaide's temperament of always loving talents, he will definitely try his best to win me over. The watch ticket is one aspect, is the next step to use money to corrupt me?

Unfortunately, he thought too much. It was true that Li Huaide loved talents, but he loved money more. When Li Lianjie got the money back from the finance department, he still paid Zhao Shanhe according to 3 cents per pound. As for the extra 4 cents, Zhao Shanhe was not stupid enough to ask. Wasn't it obvious?

A watch ticket can be sold for about 20 yuan in the pigeon market, but it is estimated that Li Huaide's ticket was issued by the factory, and he made back the money of the watch ticket many times through the difference in the price of buying fish. No wonder people like to be leaders. Just a few words can make Yi Zhonghai's 4 months salary.

Seeing that everything was done, Zhao Shanhe stood up and said goodbye. He and Yao Decai returned to the purchasing department's office and then he asked.

"Uncle Yao, this is really unkind of you. Why did you sell me out?"

Yao Decai took out a cigarette, lit it, and then spoke to him.

"Shanhe, it's not that your uncle Yao sold you out, it's just that there are too many fish in this batch and we can't fool him at all.

Plus, the big fish you caught last time helped Director Li a lot, so I'll take advantage of the situation and get you into Director Li's sight sooner."

After listening to what Uncle Yao said and seeing Li Huaide's power today, Zhao Shanhe's heart was shaken.

Before he got the small world, his biggest idea was to be an unknown person, whether in the factory or in the yard, and just stay there until the reform and opening up.

But after he had the small world, he realized that some things would never go according to his ideas. For example, the chickens, fish, peanuts, corn and other things produced in the small world. If the three-year natural disaster period really came, and someone brought small yellow croakers and large yellow croakers to buy food, could he not sell them?

Although Zhao Shanhe only lived to the age of 18 in his previous life and was only 20 in this life, and had never experienced the life experience of being independent at or free from doubts at , he had still heard the saying that if a man does not work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth.

As for the fact that some people say this is speculation, does it mean that if he doesn't sell, no one else will? You should know that in the winter of 61, more than 7 people were arrested in Beijing in one day just because they were trading on the black market.

There may be various reasons for a person's character change, but the essential problems are often the same. The mentality of having 2000 yuan and 2000 million yuan in hand is completely different, and it is the same for anyone.

He received 800 yuan for delivering 240 kilograms of fish to the factory. If he were to earn more than 20 yuan a month, he would have to work without food or drink for nearly two years in the steel mill to save so much money. How could this not change his mentality? You have to know that his father's life was only exchanged for 2 yuan.

Li Huaide got 320 yuan just by talking, which made him want to climb up. Now that he has established a relationship with the future biggest boss of the steel mill, he must hold on to it tightly.

Zhao Shanhe, who had figured it out, turned and said to Yao Decai.

"Uncle Yao, you are right. I was short-sighted before. From now on, if you need help, just tell me. I will definitely help you as long as I can."

Yao Decai was very happy to see that Zhao Shanhe had figured it out, but when he thought about where the fish came from, he couldn't help but give him a few more words of advice.

"You kid, be careful too. I didn't want to expose you last time. Which village has so many fish? Do you really think Uncle Yao is stupid?

If you get caught speculating, you might end up with nothing. Just because you caught fish this time doesn't mean you'll be so lucky next time. Don't let me get you out if you get caught."

Seeing that Yao Decai thought these fish were obtained through speculation, Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but let down the last bit of vigilance in his heart. As long as you don't ask too many questions, you can think whatever you want. But he has to hurry up and find a way. If he walks on the road at night too much, he will encounter ghosts sooner or later. He must add another layer of insurance, even if it costs some benefits.

The two chatted until the bell rang for the end of get off work. Zhao Shanhe went to the market, bought two cabbages, then went to the grain station to buy five kilograms of flour and returned to the yard.

As soon as I entered the yard, I smelled the strong aroma of fried meat, which spread from the front yard to the back yard. It seemed that Director Wang's arrival yesterday gave the residents great courage.

Jia Zhang was going to sweep the streets today, and no one knew if she had returned yet. I guess after a day of labor education, she should have learned her lesson. As for the deaf old lady, although she was not there during the meeting, Yi Zhonghai and the aunt would definitely tell her that the people in the courtyard had the support of Director Wang, so she wouldn't dare to come out to beg for meat or smash other people's glass again.

At night, Zhao Shanhe ate pure white flour buns and Liubiju pickles in his small world. That’s why fine grains are so expensive and in limited supply. The taste is indeed incomparable to steamed corn bread.

The things at that time were all pure natural green products, and they smelled so good... Zhao Shanhe ate four big steamed buns in one breath. After he finished eating, he found that they were stuck in his throat.

After finishing his meal, he went out of the space to use the toilet. He didn't expect that snow had started falling outside. Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but complain inwardly. He had to go to Xiangfang Village tomorrow, Sunday. He had to ride a bike for more than 30 kilometers in the snow. It was really a life-threatening thing.

The next day, Zhao Shanhe climbed out of the space early in the morning. When he went outside, he saw the huge silver-clad body. He didn't think about anything else. He washed his face and set off directly, leaving quickly while there were not many people outside.

People in the south may not know this, but people in the north definitely know that the roads are not slippery right after it snows, but once more people walk on the road, they start to become slippery.

Zhao Shanhe used this principle and set out early in the morning and rode for almost 4 hours before finally arriving at Xiangfang Village.

This village is much smaller than Qinjiatun and is located at the foot of Yanshan Mountain. The villagers farm during the busy farming season and hunt during the slack season. It is one of the more affluent villages nearby.

The militiaman at the entrance of the village was a child of 13 or 4 years old. He was wearing clothes and pants with patches on top of patches, holding a red tasseled spear in his hand. His face was red from the cold and his nose was running. Zhao Shanhe thought he had arrived in the red zone before liberation.

"What?"

Zhao Shanhe knew that he couldn't fool the child, otherwise he would have no place to complain if he got shot.

"Hello little friend, I'm a purchaser from the city. I've made an appointment with Gao Daquan from your village, and I'm here to pick up some stuff from him today."

"Are you the one who came here to buy live animals that Uncle Gao mentioned? Come in, walk along the main road, and when you see the rabbit skin hanging on the fence, that's Uncle Gao's house."

"Where are the militiamen in your village? Why do you have to stand guard at such a young age?"

Zhao Shanhe felt a little uncomfortable when he saw the other person coming out to keep watch at such a young age. If they were in the city, children of this age would basically be well fed and clothed, and even the stingy Yan family would not do such an unreasonable thing.