Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

"Jie Cheng, there's nothing I can do about this. You often do odd jobs, so you should know how much the jobs are worth now.

Not to mention the steel rolling mill, even small factories like the wood mill and the glass factory require more than 400 yuan in quota. No matter how good my relationship with Director Wang is, I cannot talk to her about this.

You should ask Uncle San to see how you can get this quota in the courtyard. Apart from the women in the courtyard, you are the only male of the right age. Although Guangqi is the same age as you, he will definitely be a cadre when he graduates from technical secondary school next year, so he will not compete with you for this quota."

Yan Jiecheng thought about it and realized that what Zhao Shanhe said made sense. The children in the yard were not old enough to work, and the steel rolling mill was a physically demanding factory. Since they were recruiting workers, they would definitely have to open a new workshop. The workers would either be fitters or forgers. What could women do there?

After figuring it out, he said hello to Zhao Shanhe and went home to find his father to think of a solution.

At Yi Zhonghai's house in the Intermediate Court, Old Yi rejected Jia Dongxu's request and did not intend to help Qin Huairu get the job.

The reason is actually very simple. If the Jia family really has two working people, wouldn't that make them more powerful? How could Jia Dongxu be willing to help him in his old age?

Jia Dongxu also noticed the problem that Lao Yi was thinking about. He felt that this master was still too selfish. However, since the other party was unwilling to help, he also knew that this matter had basically nothing to do with their family.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. Zhao Shanhe had already made peanut oil in his small world and was experimenting with making braised carp when he heard Liu Guangqi's voice at the door.

I knew without thinking that it was definitely because of the job quota. I put the fried carp in a static space, picked up a bench and went to the central courtyard.

After listening to the second uncle talking nonsense for more than ten minutes, he finally got to the point after being interrupted by Yi Zhonghai.

"Dear neighbors, in the past two days, many people have come to me and Uncle San to express their ideas. This is very good. It fully demonstrates that the people in our yard still pay attention to the collective interests. Collective thinking... what does collective thinking come from?"

“Put your brain together.”

The third uncle had to temporarily become a prompter, as he couldn't let Liu Haizhong lose face.

"Yes, only by pooling our wisdom can we demonstrate the advanced nature of our compound. Finally, Old Yan and I have unanimously decided that this job will go to the one with the highest bid. Anyone who wants can pay for it, and then the money will be divided equally among all the residents in the compound. What do you think? Anyone with different opinions can raise them."

This method was actually thought up by Yan Bugui. He pondered it at home for two days and felt that this method was most beneficial to his own solution.

Since Jie Cheng went to Zhao Shanhe's house to seek help last time, he had some ideas and went home to share his analysis of this quota with the third uncle.

Yan Bugui thought about it for a while and felt that what Zhao Shanhe said made sense.

Nowadays it is the norm for women to stay at home to take care of children, and few women go to factories to do heavy work. There is only one unemployed young man of working age named Jie Cheng in the yard. Isn't this job prepared for Jie Cheng?

However, no one would believe him if he just said it without any evidence, so they finally reached a settlement and decided to buy it with money.

He didn't believe that other families would be able to pay so much money for their women to buy a place. Although the slogan sounded good, how many families could actually implement it?

As expected, as soon as Liu Haizhong said that the highest bidder wins, the women who had made the most noise in the yard the day before yesterday fell silent. Although they wanted to refute, others would not tolerate them for the sake of their own interests.

"Everyone agrees with this? Then it is decided."

Liu Haizhong was delighted when he saw the courtyard was quiet. Who said it was difficult to manage a courtyard? This was very simple.

Yan Bugui saw that the food was almost cooked, so he stood up and said.

"My son Xie Cheng wants this job, I'm paying 400 yuan for this position."

This price can be said to be extremely cheap. The cheapest on the black market is at least 600 yuan. If it is a fitter or welder, it is not impossible to sell it for 800 yuan.

But the beasts don't think so. 400 yuan, if divided equally among more than 20 households in the yard, is equivalent to more than half a month's salary for free for each household. It would be great if such a thing happened every day.

When Old Yan saw that no one was bidding higher, he immediately winked at the three aunts in the audience. Yang Ruihua quickly walked to the eight-immortals table and took out a stack of big black tens from his pocket.

"If no one competes with my family for this job, then it's settled. Everyone can come up and collect their money. I'll make a record here so I don't have to bother you later."

No one said a word but they were all very enthusiastic in receiving the money. In less than 20 minutes, all the families had received the money and everyone had a happy look on their faces. Yan Bugui's pounding heart finally settled down because the deal was done.

After the meeting, the Yan family held another small meeting.

"Jie Cheng, I spent 400 yuan to buy you a job this time. This is considered a loan from your family. How do you plan to pay it back?"

Yan Jiecheng had been prepared for this. His father was such a person that he would taste the saltiness of the manure cart whenever it passed by the gate of the yard. Since he had taken out so much money this time, he would definitely ask him to return the money.

"Dad, just tell me, I'll listen to you."

When Yan Bugui heard Jie Cheng say that he would listen to him, the calculating light in his eyes became frighteningly bright.

"I'll lend you 400 yuan. If it were based on the calculation method before liberation, I would have to charge you % interest. But I'm your father after all, so I'll just charge you % interest.

This means you owe me 480 yuan. An apprentice gets 18 yuan a month. You keep 3 yuan for pocket money and give me the rest. You pay me 180 yuan a year, and you can pay it off in less than three years."

Yan Jiecheng thought to himself, you are more cruel than Zhou Baopi. But then he thought, the apprenticeship salary is 18 yuan in the first year, and he will be in his early 20s in the second year. After three years, he will pay off the debt and become a regular employee in the fourth year, which will be 33 yuan. His life will only get better and better in the future, so he nodded and agreed without thinking.

What he didn't know was that Old Yan had already planned everything clearly, and this was just the beginning.

When Yan Jiecheng went to the steel rolling mill for intensive training, the courtyard returned to peace. After all, everyone has two arms and one head, and no one can cope if they are in trouble every day.

Time passed quickly and it was the eve of the Spring Festival. Just when Zhao Shanhe thought that the new year was over, Gao Daquan came to him unexpectedly.

"Purchaser Zhao, I finally found you. The people in your yard are such jerk. When I came here this morning, I met a fat old lady. She said you moved. Luckily I went to the steel mill, or else she would have fooled me."

As soon as Zhao Shanhe heard what the other party said, he knew that the other party must have met Jia Zhang. Apart from this old hag who harms others and does not benefit herself, no one else would do this to him.

It seems that the old guy still holds a grudge against Zheng Heping for buying his house last time, but Zhao Shanhe has no good way to deal with him for the time being. If he goes to him to ask for directions, he will definitely make excuses. He has no evidence, so he can only keep this account in mind for the time being.