Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

8

"Yang Laosi, are you going to threaten me with this?" Her words became more and more provocative, and her slightly narrowed eyes revealed a threatening attitude, as if to say: "If you don't bow your head, I will immediately reveal the secret to your third sister Yu Shui."

"Yang Laosi, don't rush to accuse me," Yang Jun decided to guide the situation. "If you make a complaint, I may just scold you, but you will not only offend me, but also your dear second sister and Yu Shui. If you go on like this, the days to come..." At this point, Yang Jun deliberately prolonged his pause, leaving space for the other party to imagine the possible bad consequences in the future.

You little girl, you want to play this trick? Of course, if you pray a few words, there may be a chance of turning things around.

If you don't get my consent, you will start threatening me, treating me like those students in school who can be manipulated at will?

(Dividing line, Facing the boss's disapproving attitude and threatening shadow, Yang Hua thought for a long time and changed his offensive.

"Hey, big brother, I was wrong." Suddenly, she became playful and put her hands on Yang Jun's waist and begged: "Dear big brother, please help me this time. I can live without a house, but I can't lose these friends.

If I really do what you say, will I still be able to survive in school?"

Hey, can girls also make a name for themselves out there?

Yang Jun was filled with depression, and was speechless when he looked at this younger sister who obviously had the demeanor of an older sister.

I can't stand it anymore. If I don't control her temper, I'm going to go crazy.

"Okay, I'll give in for now. You can associate with that bunch of villains, but Banggeng is an exception." Taking the actual situation into consideration, Yang Jun was not prepared to cut off all ties, so he made concessions but made it clear that Banggeng could not join in.

Banggeng is a cunning guy with bad character and is also an ungrateful villain. Once he stabs someone in the back, it will be too late to regret it.

Therefore, Yang Jun planned to gradually influence Yang Hua's values ​​by isolating the hidden danger of the stick.

Yang Hua tried to defend Bang Geng, but when he saw the boss's serious and uncompromising expression, he realized that there was no room for bargaining and became anxious.

"Then it's up to you, but Boss Yang, you have to keep your word. I promise to break up with Bang Geng, but you can't default on the house I promised you."

"Hey, Boss Yang..." Yang Hua tried to save the situation, but was interrupted rudely by the boss with a slap in the face.

The unruly guy calls everyone "Boss Yang".

You ignorant child, wait and enjoy some of my teachings as your elder brother.

……

After dinner.

The family silently avoided the subtle conflict in the afternoon.

During their free time after dinner, Qin Huairu sat around the matchbox and brought Sha Zhu to formally apologize for Jia Zhang's previous act of locking the door without permission. Because she was embarrassed, she hoped that Sha Zhu would be present as a buffer.

Putting aside her vampire behavior, we have to admit that Qin Huairu is indeed an admirable woman, whether in terms of family responsibilities or love loyalty.

Since Jia Dongxu's death, she could have chosen to start a new life, but she did not choose to leave.

She is still as filial to her mother-in-law as before and fulfills her responsibilities as a mother.

Yang Jun concluded that Jia Zhang was not completely unaware of the fact that she had locked the house and occupied it without permission.

Although it has already happened, she also admitted her mistake and went to apologize. There is no need to be too persistent. After all, everyone will have to live in the same yard in the future.

After saying goodbye politely to Qin Huairu, he also shared with Han Zhu the pranks they played when they were young.

When Qin Huairu realized that the time was right, she left and went back.

At about four o'clock the next morning, Yang Jun woke up, got up quietly, put on his military coat and scarf, gently closed the door and went out.

Regarding the promise he made yesterday, he would remember to pay the remaining money to Lao Wu, and this matter must be properly resolved today.

He had heard that the distribution of supplies could be adjusted through the Pigeon City, so he decided to try his luck today.

There are hundreds of pigeon markets in every corner of the capital, the largest of which are the Dongzhimen and Lama Temple markets.

In the coldest months of winter, the temperature is extremely cold, and the wind is like a sharp blade that pierces through the gaps in people's clothes.

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds and snowflakes began to fall.

Yang Jun pulled up the collar of his military coat, covered his ears with his scarf, and stomped his feet to warm himself up.

After figuring out the direction, he walked quickly towards the Lama Temple.

Passing Yonghegong Street and crossing the northern bridge, turn west. Although it is relatively far from the Temple of Ditan, Yonghegong Pigeon Market is still located behind the Temple of Ditan, but the name is strange.

From afar, I could see dark shadows interweaving in the crowd, and the flashlights occasionally flashed and then went out.

Most people who come to the pigeon market to exchange supplies hold flashlights, which are used to guide the way at night and are equally important during the transaction process.

One party in the transaction tacitly follows the rules and only shines the flashlight on the goods or money, never touching the other party's face to avoid committing a taboo.

The Lama Temple in my memory has hardly changed, but now there are at least thousands of people gathered around it waiting to exchange supplies.

In the distance, you can still see sporadic crowds of people pouring towards this side.

The minimum number of people coming here every day reaches thousands. The supplies in the Yonghe Temple Pigeon Market are extremely complete, including grain quality, non-staple food, clothing, metal items, various meat products, second-hand treasures, etc. It is truly a large pigeon market in the old city.

Yang Jun pulled his scarf up, leaving only his eyes exposed, found a gap and lined up with the vendors on both sides, standing still with his arms folded.

There is an unwritten rule in the pigeon market: the sellers should be on both sides of the road, and buyers can choose freely everywhere.

People like Yang Jun, who have no goods and just wait on the roadside, are usually considered ticket scalpers.

A pedestrian, also wrapped tightly, approached him and whispered, "Hey, friend, do you have a ticket for the watch?"

Hearing the hoarse voice, Yang Jun understood that the voice was deliberately changed to hide the identity. The people here all spoke in a similar style, which was already commonplace.

Yang Jun lowered his voice and answered: "There is no watch ticket, but I have a sewing ticket here." He clearly remembered that there was a bicycle ticket, a watch ticket, and two sewing ticket tickets in his storage bag. The only thing missing was the radio ticket.

Yang Jun was reluctant to sell the only watch ticket he had as he would still use it. After all, this type of ticket has a unique code and is not easy to forge.

So, he decided to sell the extra sewing tickets.

"Forget it. I originally planned to buy a watch to check the time when I go out. Now that there is no watch, I'll just look for it somewhere else." The man sounded a little disappointed. It was obvious that he had already asked many people.

Tickets for these large items, such as three turns and one ring, are very scarce, even in the pigeon market. Although the prices are high, few people buy them.

If it were easy to buy, two senior workers, First-level Foreman Yi Zhonghai and Second-level Foreman Liu Haizhong, would have bought them with their monthly salary of ten yuan.

Even within the steel rolling mill, the annual quota of a few bicycle tickets and watch tickets was not enough for dozens of cadres to own, let alone ordinary employees.

Both bicycle tickets and watch tickets have information about the number and model engraved on them. For example, the watch tickets, whether they are Shanghai's "Chunlei" or Tianjin's "Dongfang", all have a price of 120 yuan.

Of course, this is the price of the watch itself, and the ticket required to purchase it will be extra.

Generally speaking, the price of buying a watch ticket is more expensive than the watch itself, and the minimum price to get a watch ticket is 140 yuan.

Therefore, the minimum budget for buying a watch is at least 260 yuan.

Similarly, the situation with bicycle tickets is similar.

The bikes cost between $150 and $210, but tickets cost an additional $230.

Therefore, unless you have enough 400 yuan, you cannot buy a bicycle.

What does 400 yuan mean? For that silly Zhu, it is equivalent to the basic salary of an eighth-level civil servant, which is about 37.5 yuan per month.

Even if you don't save for a year, you may not be able to save that much.

If there is no special need, do you think it is worth investing?

"Wait, comrade, don't go.

Are you interested in buying national food coupons? "Seeing that the other party was about to leave, Yang Jun quickly stopped him and asked, "I have national food coupons here, which can save the trouble of exchanging them.

"

"How do you calculate the price per kilogram of grain coupons?"

"Local food coupons were 20 cents per pound, and national food coupons were 40 cents per pound.

"Yang Jun quoted his price without hesitation.

The price of food coupons is usually calculated based on one or two times the market price of flour.

The current price of high-quality flour is 1.5 cents per pound, and the price he offered is almost more than half of the original price. Obviously, someone would be willing to buy it.

When he heard the offer, the other party's eyes flickered, and then he shook his head and said,

“It’s too expensive. If you can lower it to thirty-eight cents, I’d really like it.

"

Three and eighty cents is too expensive?

Yang Jun glanced at the middle-aged man and thought to himself: Brother, isn't it obvious that you are making fun of me? If I wasn't in urgent need of it, I wouldn't sell it to you at 40 cents a pound, right?

“How much do you need? I can’t sell it if it’s not enough.

"Since he was the first on the list, he was happy to save a few cents for good luck. After all, taking food coupons from his stored coupons was just a piece of cake for him.

When the other party saw Yang Jun give in, he immediately became interested, took out his frozen red hand from his sleeve, and stretched out his fingers five times.

"Five thousand kilograms? That's no problem.

"

"Ahem... I want fifty kilograms.

The man cleared his throat and quickly corrected.

“I don’t need to raise pigs, so I don’t need that many.

"

When he heard that it only cost 50 kilograms, Yang Jun felt a little disappointed.

Since you only want to get that little bit, isn't it redundant to start by learning to make gestures like others?

Even if the quantity is small, it is still a transaction.

Besides, it's 50 kilograms, so forget it.

He took out the food coupons: he took out the ten-jin denomination ones, the five-jin denomination ones, the three-jin denomination ones, and the one-jin denomination ones, adding them up to a total of fifty jins, and handed them to the other party.

This was done to prevent others from seeing that all the food stamps came from the same source.

The buyer was equally straightforward. After paying the money, he immediately took the food coupons and left without any hesitation.

At the side, an old man who looked familiar looked at Yang Jun with a look of wastefulness, his face full of worry and frown, as if he had lost a fortune.

"Boy, are you new here? Don't you know the market situation? The market price of food coupons has reached 45 cents nationwide. You are losing nearly 7 cents per kilogram!"

"I only earned 3.5 yuan less from each sale, which is enough to buy five kilograms of pork! Sigh..."

One could seem to hear sighs and grinding of teeth between the old man's wrinkles, and he had a bitter expression on his face.

Yang Jun asked in a nonchalant manner: "If the old man is interested, how about I sell it to you at 38 cents?"

“No money.

"The old man quickly shook his head. He hadn't sold all the two sacks of red dates he brought with him, so how could he have enough money to buy food coupons?

A mutton vendor nearby also came over and asked in a low voice:

"Brother, is this really a deal of 48 cents per pound? You won't go back on your word, right?"

“As many as you can get.

"As he spoke, Yang Jun patted the wallet containing the food coupons.

Then, he took out the ticket, selected a fifty-yuan food coupon of the corresponding amount and handed it to the mutton vendor.

In less than a minute, both parties successfully completed the transaction.

The transaction went smoothly and both parties were very satisfied. Yang Jun successfully completed the deal, and the man selling the mutton knew that this grain ticket meant he could directly earn an extra seven cents in profit. Who else would choose to sell mutton?

Soon after, people around learned that the price of the food coupons in Yang Jun's hand was seven cents lower than the market price, so they gathered around him.

"I want thirty dollars."

"Give me a hundred pounds."

"Give me fifty dollars."

……

Yang Jun quickly sold more than 400 kilograms of food coupons, and he accumulated about yuan in cash. Feeling that it was about time to stop, he quickly packed up his stall and left.

If he didn't leave immediately, it would most likely attract the attention of some sharp-minded people. Whether it was constantly taking out food coupons or the huge sum of 400 yuan, it would attract attention.

Robberies often occur around the pigeon market, and the victims tend to accept their losses in silence, and such incidents usually end in nothing.

After Yang Jun walked out of the pigeon market in Yonghe Palace, he put the food coupons and money into his space, and without stopping for a moment, he trotted home.

At this time, the sky was already showing the light of dawn.