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Zhou Zheng did not refuse and said politely, "Sure, sure. Just let me know if you have anything to say."

He was just being polite. Zhong Shimin was the factory director anyway, so what else could he ask for help from? So there was no need to worry.

Zhong Shimin was also very happy because Zhou Zheng's acceptance of an extra 100 yuan meant that Zhou Zheng recognized their relationship.

People who have bought "medicine" from Zhou Zheng have an illusion. They don't think that Zhou Zheng's "medicine" is in endless supply, and the stock may run out one day.

Even though Zhou Zheng is selling very quickly now, once the stock of Zhou Zheng's "pills" runs out, anyone who wants to buy more "pills" will have to rely on favors.

For Zhong Shimin, spending 100 yuan to buy a favor is undoubtedly a good deal.

It is worth mentioning that Zhong Shimin had a relationship with Zhou Zheng before. Zhong Xuemin from the roller skating "Flywheel Team" is his cousin.

Zhong Shimin, Zhong Xuemin, Zhong Yuemin...

There are many cousins ​​in the Zhong family.

After seeing Zhong Shimin off, Zhou Zheng returned to the East Courtyard.

He Yushui was distributing the leftovers from the banquet in the yard, and He Yuzhu was helping.

Seeing Zhou Zheng coming back, He Yushui greeted him sweetly: "Little Brother Zhou."

Zhou Zheng laughed: "Ahaha, Brother Zhuzi is here too, why did you bring this dish back? You can keep it for yourself to eat at home."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Well, take it back and eat it. These are what I left when I cooked. They are not leftovers. But don't even think about taking it home. If you take it home, there will be nothing left."

Zhou Zheng nodded: "That's right, who made you confused when you saw Qin Huairu, haha."

He Yushui pouted and said, "Humph, that Aunt Jia is so annoying. She changed the table to eat, and all the delicious dishes on our table were taken away by her."

He Yuzhu quickly interrupted: "Alright, alright, stop talking, it's not good if someone hears it."

Zhou Zhengyi raised his eyebrows: "Xiao Yushui is right. What's the matter? Zhuzi, if you don't agree, why don't you practice?"

He found that after he was able to hold down He Yuzhu's hammer, He Yuzhu wasn't so hateful anymore, but rather quite entertaining.

He Yuzhu's mouth twitched when he heard Zhou Zheng's words, and he waved his hands quickly: "I won't practice. Zhengzi, after all, I am Yushui's elder brother, and I am not bad to Yushui now. Why do you always want to beat me up?"

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, Zhou Zheng felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha, isn't this for a martial arts exchange?"

The changes in He Yuzhu in the past few months are obvious to all. First of all, almost all the lunch boxes brought back from the steel mill were eaten by He Yushui. Secondly, He Yuzhu also helped to prepare the dinner for Zhou Zheng's family every day.

Although Zhou Zheng's use of force and coercion cannot be ruled out, it also proves He Yuzhu's determination to change.

The time comes at night.

A table was set up in Zhou Zheng's yard.

Yan Fugui, He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, He Yushui, Xu Jianjun, Zhou Zheng, a total of six people took their seats.

The dishes are basically what is left over from the lunch meal.

But no one prepared it. In this era, the leftover food from banquets was also good stuff.

Xu Damao was the first to toast Zhou Zheng.

"Let me raise a glass to thank you for your hospitality."

Zhou Zheng raised the cup to gesture, then took a small sip.

Xu Damao took a big sip and let out a "shaha" sound because of the spiciness.

Then He Yuzhu raised his cup and said, "Come on, Zhengzi, Brother Zhuzi will toast you as well. It's not because of this meal, but mainly to thank you for taking care of Yushui in the past two years."

He drank it all in one gulp.

Xu Damao immediately teased, "Oh my god, Shazhu, you can drink a lot. Come on, let's practice."

He Yuzhu grinned disdainfully.

"Tsk, who's afraid of who? Just practice."

At this time, Yan Fugui said, "Okay, stop making trouble, both of you. Why are you drinking? Just eat the food. It's too hot now, and the food won't last long. If you don't finish it, it will go bad tomorrow."

He Yuzhu and Xu Damao looked at each other.

"Humph!"

Xu Jianjun said, "By the way, has your courtyard been notified? They said that food rationing will begin next month, and then residents won't be able to buy food casually."

Yan Fugui said: "It's not like starting from next month, we won't be allowed to buy it this month."

Zhou Zheng bought food once when he first traveled to this world, and never bought it again.

I couldn't help but ask Xu Jianjun: "Jianjun, has your family bought enough food?"

Xu Jianjun shook his head: "Even with my aunt at the grain station, she couldn't buy much. Let's get down to business."

Xu Damao was shocked: "Damn, that's it, no one informed me, now there is no food at home."

He Yuzhu said disdainfully, "Bullshit, you don't eat at home either. Since you became a projectionist, I rarely see you in the yard. So, where have you been these past few months?"

Xu Damao rolled his eyes and said, "Tsk, what do you care, silly Zhuzi? I'm going to the countryside to show a movie, so the village cadres must treat me to a meal. I can't tell you, and you won't understand even if I tell you."

Zhou Zheng curled the corner of his mouth and asked if he could take a look at that "pale little face" before speaking.

Yan Fugui sighed, "Alas, it's useless even if we notified them. We issued a notice this morning, and the distribution of grain was stopped at 2 p.m. I guess many people didn't get to buy any."

He Yushui frowned and said, "Then... Uncle Cheng Zhou is in trouble. He is having a banquet today. Will the food in the house be enough to eat?"

Yan Fugui pursed his lips and said, "Tsk tsk, it's different now. In our courtyard, even if anyone is hungry, Xu Chengzhou will never be hungry. Don't you think about what Wang Cuicui's father does? He works for the Grain Bureau. It's not difficult for him to get some food in advance."

He Yuzhu smiled contemptuously: "What's the use of that? I told you that you are just eating salty radishes. There is a night market over at Wanning Bridge recently. If you are short of food, why don't you just go there to buy some? In the end, not a single word of yours is useful."

Zhou Zheng asked curiously, "Brother Zhuzi also knows about this black market?"

He Yuzhu said, "Why don't you know that? I've been there to buy things several times. It's completely different from the 'ghost market' on Yuhe Road. There's no danger, and the things they sell are quite complete."

Yan Fugui said: "Then let's go buy some food together tonight."

He Yuzhu said disdainfully: "Teacher Yan, please don't scheme. I won't help you carry the food. Ask those boys in your family to do it."

Xu Damao said, "Then... Mr. Yan, I'll go with you. I also need to buy some food."

Xu Jianjun gave Zhou Zheng a strange look.

He knew that the black market under Wanning Bridge was run by Tian Xinyue, and Tian Xinyue was Zhou Zheng's girlfriend.

Wow, Zhou Zheng did a good job of keeping secrets.

No one in the courtyard knew about Zhou Zheng’s connection with the black market.

At this time, Zhou Zheng remembered that he hadn't seen Xu Damao's parents for a long time, so he asked, "Brother Damao, where are your parents? I haven't seen them in the yard for a long time."

Xu Damao hummed and said nonchalantly, "Well, go back to the south city early. My dad's company will reallocate a house to me."

Yan Fugui was shocked: "What did you say? No, then...then, what's the matter with your house now?"

Xu Damao raised his lips and said, "The steel mill reallocated it to me. Otherwise, I can't live here."

Yan Fugui curled his lips and said, "No, then why?"

Xu Damao rolled his eyes and said, "Don't be so unreasonable. Why should I do that? Because I'm the projectionist of our steel mill. What else can I do?"

Yan Fugui was a little absent-minded.

In his opinion, his family was the one that lacked a house the most, with so many sons.

But he was just an elementary school teacher and had no chance of being allocated a house.

He asked tentatively: "What do you think? If my son Xie Cheng goes to work at the steel mill, can he be allocated a house right away?"

He Yuzhu took a bite of the food and showed a very disdainful expression.

"Teacher Yan, forget it. There aren't that many good things. Shamao was assigned a job because he was doing a replacement job. Uncle Xu went to work at the South City Machine Repair Factory. Do you think that just because Shamao is a projectionist he can be assigned a house? Unless your son Jie Cheng can become a section chief, otherwise... it's all in vain."

Xu Damao looked unhappy. He thought he was trying to show off, but he was exposed by Sha Zhu.

I could only sneer with gritted teeth.

I secretly swore in my heart that one day I would give Sha Zhu a hard time.