I messed up the Siheyuan

Just as Wang Ping expected.

Early in the morning on the fourth day of a five-day holiday.

Their section chief, Li Guangwen, dragged his fat body and rode a 28-meter-long backpack that weighed only 150 grams of new material, and ran over panting to inform him: Go back to the factory quickly, get some food, and go to the countryside to buy wild boar meat.

Wang Ping was about to invite him into the house to have a drink of water, but he smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

"Okay, Xiao Wang, don't be polite to me."

"How can I have time to drink water?"

"I have to notify each of you five one by one."

"This is the second one. I still have to go to three more for the rest!"

As he said this, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked out.

He walked and muttered.

"Oh my god!...Wouldn't it be great if everyone had a phone?"

"If there is anything, just one phone call and everyone will be notified."

His mumbling made Wang Ping smile bitterly.

The dream of everyone having a telephone has been realized in the 21st century.

But while it makes life convenient, it has also become a nightmare for workers!

What the hell!

If there is anything going on at work, we will call you, no matter what you are doing, even if you are in the toilet...

I have to wipe my butt quickly, pull up my pants and rush to work!

OK! ...Since his immediate superior had gone to the trouble of coming to inform him personally, Wang Ping could only pack up his things and rush to the steel mill.

......

Wang Ping’s only purchasing point now is Red Star Commune.

The entire Red Star Commune was divided into thirteen brigades.

Last time I got wild boar meat from the Qin family brigade, so...

It's unlikely to be in the same place, there's a second piece.

Even if there is, people won't take it out again.

If you want to take it, you took it last time.

The remaining twelve battalions!

Maybe...some family in some brigade might still have a piece or half a piece of wild boar meat.

However, Wang Ping felt a little scared when he thought about having to ride a bicycle on the bumpy country dirt road, searching for a piece or half a piece of wild boar meat from one brigade to another!

Moreover, this is the last year of the three-year disaster.

This was also the year with the most serious situation.

Even if the villagers had some good things hidden before, they had almost all been consumed by three consecutive years of famine.

Therefore, even if there is not a single piece of wild boar meat in any of the twelve brigades, it would not be surprising.

After much consideration, Wang Ping decided to follow Sha Zhu's advice and try his luck in the black market in Dongcheng.

If he could find wild boar meat on the black market, he wouldn't have to go to the countryside to suffer that.

Therefore, after receiving 100 kilograms of grain from the steel rolling mill, he did not go to the countryside, but went directly back to Compound No. 95.

Because it was time to go to work, I didn't meet Yan Fugui at the door.

However, Liu Guangtian was sitting at the door of the back room of his house, looking inside and laughing foolishly.

Seeing Wang Ping coming in, he quickly stood up and went to greet him.

"Brother Ping, when you left this morning, didn't you say you were going to the countryside?"

"Why are you back again?"

"Not yet!" Wang Ping replied, then pointed to the back house and said jokingly, "Guangtian, are you in a hurry to move in?"

This made Liu Guangtian smile embarrassedly.

However, he nodded and said, “I am a little anxious.

When I think about the fact that this room will be my home with Guangfu in the future, I can’t wait to move in tomorrow.”

"No matter how anxious you are, you have to be patient!" Wang Ping advised, "This back room is damp to begin with, and now it's been cleaned up again. It will take at least ten days to dry out completely."

"Brother Ping, don't worry, I understand."

With the help of Liu Guangtian, Wang Ping parked his bicycle and carried the 100 kilograms of corn flour he received from the factory into the house.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something, pulled Liu Guangtian aside, and whispered: "Guangtian, if you and Guangfu move into the back house, then your house will be the closest to the gate."

"Uh!...Brother Ping, what's wrong with being closest to the gate?" Liu Guangtian asked blankly.

"How can you be so stupid!" Wang Ping scolded with a smile, "It's closest to the gate, so it's the most convenient to open and close the gate, isn't it?"

At this moment, Liu Guangtian understood.

His eyes lit up and he asked excitedly, "Brother Ping, what do you mean...?"

"Take over the job of opening and closing the gate from the Third Master?"

"What do you mean by taking it over?" Wang Ping said, "That means snatching it away.

In every compound, the resident who is responsible for opening and closing the gate receives a subsidy of three yuan a month from the street!

Moreover, when people in the hospital go to the black market to exchange things at night, or when they go out of the hospital to do business, they usually give some benefits.

Like Brother Damao, every time he went to the countryside, when he came back in the middle of the night, the third uncle would open the door for him and he would always find something there.

Sometimes, Brother Damao even gives money directly.

All these things added together, it would cost a lot in a month!"

"Hiss!..." Liu Guangtian took a breath and asked in surprise: "Brother Ping, is this job so profitable?"

“If there weren’t such a huge profit…” Wang Ping laughed and replied with a hint of mockery: “With Third Uncle’s calculating nature, can he happily open and close the door for everyone every day?

Although this job doesn't require much effort, it is actually quite annoying.

Sometimes, you sleep soundly at night!

You never know who it is, who might come and knock on your window and ask you to open the door.

Getting up three or four times a night is no big deal!"

"This..." Liu Guangtian hesitated for a moment, then nodded heavily, "What's there to be afraid of when getting up at night? I want this job."

Then, he looked at Wang Ping with some embarrassment, "But...Brother Ping, what should I do?"

"It's very simple!" Wang Ping said with a smile: "Just go to the third uncle and tell him...

After you and Guangtian moved into the back house, your house was closest to the gate in the yard, and it was also the most convenient for you to open and close the gate.

Then, you ask him for the key to the front door!

After the key arrives, you can go to the street office to register and everything will be ready."

"Ah!... So simple?"

“How complicated can it be?” Wang Ping said with a smile.

"Brother Ping, what if the third uncle doesn't agree?" Liu Guangtian asked hesitantly.

"He doesn't dare!" Wang Ping said sarcastically, "It's reasonable for you to take over this job from him.

After all, your house is right next to the gate.

You are indeed the most suitable for this job.

If he insists on not agreeing, he will only bring shame upon himself.

After all, if you report this to the street office, not only will Uncle San not be able to keep his job, but he will also be criticized by the street office.”

These words made Liu Guangtian completely relieved.

He nodded heavily and said, "Okay! I'll go talk to the Third Master when he comes back."

Then he returned to the door of the back house and sat there staring at Yan Fugui's house.

To be honest, his condition scared the three aunts a bit.

Originally, the third aunt planned to finish her housework and then go out to chat and gossip with a few other aunts in the yard.

As a result, she now dares not even go out.