I messed up the Siheyuan

"Hirako, don't worry!"

"I'm not stupid!"

The two of them explained solemnly.

"If you really exchange these grains with me, then they will be my retirement grain."

"How can I give away the food I have to support myself in my old age?"

"Besides!..."

"My friends and relatives..."

"Their family business failed much earlier than ours."

"If I was really soft-hearted and helped them right from the start... hehe... with our limited assets, how could we have survived until today?"

"They are like that! ... At most, they can't even afford to eat, and they are starving to death. Only then will I give them something."

After saying these words, he looked at Wang Ping with hope.

After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, Wang Ping slowly nodded.

"Mr. Na, since you already know what's going on, I won't say anything more."

"You want to exchange all your stuff for food at once... um!... Then just tell me the number first!"

"Let me see...I can take it out first..."

Wang Ping's words immediately made the two men excited.

He rubbed his hands together and began to ponder.

After a while, he gritted his teeth, looked at Wang Ping with a little trepidation, and said, "Pingzi, you have gone through all the things in my four rooms.

There are really good things in there!

If it were in the past, the large jar from the Liang Kingdom Palace during the Five Dynasties alone could be exchanged for a large house with four courtyards in Sijiu City.

There are more than a dozen other items that are better than this big jar and similar to it!

Well! ... Pingzi... I won't ask you for more.

How about this!

As long as you fill the four rooms with food, you can take away everything in the house."

"Hiss!..." Wang Ping took a breath, pondered for a moment, and slowly shook his head.

"Mr. Na, that's not how you calculate the account."

"Your four rooms are about 20 square meters each."

"Although the house is not big, if you want to use food and fill it up, you need to put at least two or three thousand kilograms of food in one house."

"For four rooms, that would be about 10,000 kilograms."

"You go to the East Black Market often, so you should know more about it than I do."

"Occasionally there's someone selling food, even if it's cornmeal, it's always going to be one dollar a pound."

"Even at this price, there is still no demand."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have used such a fine jade ring to exchange it for five kilograms of corn flour from me that night."

These words made the two of them blush slightly and smile awkwardly.

Wang Ping ignored his embarrassment and continued talking.

"Let's just calculate it based on one dollar per pound of corn flour."

"If I use 10,000 kilograms of corn flour to fill up your four rooms, that would be 10,000 yuan."

"In normal years..."

"Let's not talk about the past, such as the Republic of China and the Qing Dynasty. Even in the new society, if I use 10,000 yuan to exchange the four items in your room, it would be a huge bargain."

"But the problem is..."

"Nowadays, it's not a normal year!"

"Lao Na, if you don't go out of the Forty-Nine City, you may not know the situation outside."

"Let me tell you this!..."

"Out of the city, in the countryside thirty or forty miles away, fifty or sixty kilograms of corn flour can be used to buy a young girl to marry."

"Some families who are desperately hungry can even take a girl away with just 20 or 30 kilograms of corn flour."

"Forty-nine percent of the surrounding area has become like this."

"Just think about it!... What will it be like outside?"

"Anyway!...I heard from the long-distance drivers in our factory..."

"In a famine-stricken area, a handful of cornmeal can save a person who is about to starve to death."

"That means... a handful of cornmeal is worth a life!"

These words made the second one swallow hard.

Wang Ping waved his hand and continued, "Old Na, let's go back to the countryside near Sijiu City."

"If we calculate based on 60 kilograms of corn flour for a grown woman, do you know how many grown women you can get in exchange for the corn flour that fills up your four rooms?"

"One hundred and thirty, and there's even a small change!"

Na Er swallowed his saliva again and said weakly: "Pingzi, then...then give me a price?

Do you think...

How much food can I get in exchange for the things in my four rooms?"

"Hmm!" Wang Ping hesitated for a moment and pointed a finger at the other man. "One thousand kilograms of corn flour!"

The two opened their big mouths and let out an "Ah!..." Then they said unhappily, "Pingzi, you...this is too little, isn't it?

Good job! ...

I want to exchange the treasures in my four rooms for a thousand kilograms of corn flour?

this...

There is no such way of changing anywhere!

Moreover...

One thousand kilograms of corn flour is only enough for me to eat for two years.

I can’t do that. I’m going to starve to death in two years!

Pingzi, would you like some more?"

Wang Ping shook his head and said firmly: "Mr. Na, I can't add any more corn, just one thousand kilograms.

Moreover, you will need to eat this thousand kilograms of corn flour for two years.

But... during these two years, I can give you five kilograms of flour and two kilograms of pork every month.

Two years later, when this thousand catties of corn flour is finished, I can provide you with another thirty catties of corn flour, five catties of white flour, and two catties of pork every month."

"Hiss!" The second man looked at Wang Ping in surprise, "Pingzi, do you mean... you will support me in my old age?"

"You can understand it this way." Wang Ping nodded and said, "Just think of it as... using the things in these four rooms to buy yourself a place to live in your old age!"

"this..."

Expressions of hesitation, doubt, excitement, and relief appeared alternately on Na Er's face.

Seeing this, Wang Ping smiled and continued, "Old Na, don't worry!

I keep my word. As long as you are alive, I will provide you with noodles and meat on a monthly basis.

If I regret it later, you can just go to our unit and make trouble.

I am a formal employee of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Besides, I told you where I live on the first day we met.

Are you still afraid that I will run away?"

After hearing these words, the second man's expression relaxed a little.

He hesitated for a while before gritting his teeth and said fiercely, "Okay, Pingzi, I will trust you this time."

Then he pointed to the four rooms and asked, "Then...when will you take these things away? And when will you give me the food?"

"As soon as possible!" Wang Ping replied, "I'll go borrow a cart in a moment and bring the nearly one thousand corn flour to you.

Then I'll start pulling these things back on you."

Wang Ping's words made the second man frown slightly, and he asked in confusion: "Pingzi, do you have a place to put these old things?

You can't just find a place, dig a hole and bury these things!

Especially those ancient books...if you bury them in the ground, they will all be gone in less than two months."

"Lao Na, don't worry about this!"