Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

If you don't accept this gift, I'll have to return the paperweight." Hearing this, Old Xu couldn't help but smile, and then gladly accepted the Duan Inkstone, his eyes full of joy. "Put it on my desk, I'll play with it carefully." Mrs. Xu took it and went upstairs with a smile on her face.

Everyone sat around on the sofa. Secretary Chen prepared some hot tea for them. Mr. Xu started the conversation by saying, "I am here to celebrate my birthday with you all today. We are all family. There is no need for too much formality."

The seven people who came here, except Ye Chuan, were all trusted confidants promoted by Old Xu, and they followed him like direct descendants.

Inviting Ye Chuan means cultivating him.

Everyone knows what Mr. Xu means, and everyone is willing to do their best to help, which is also a respect for him as a senior.

Ye Chuan, who has an omniscient vision, knows the top leader's preferences and can cater to them.

Even if he met the top leader by chance, the other party could indeed provide strong support in life. Ye Chuan had no intention of pursuing high or low positions, he just wanted to live a comfortable and easy life.

The next day was the steel mill's payday.

Early in the morning, Yi Zhonghai quickly finished the work at hand and then took Qin Huairu to the Finance Department of the office building.

This was Qin Huairu's first time receiving salary, and her heart was filled with nervousness and anticipation.

They arrived at the second floor, where there was already a long line waiting.

Yi Zhonghai placed Qin Huairu in front of him.

As the team moved forward, the crowd became more and more crowded, and the two bodies moved closer.

Yi Zhonghai was very intoxicated by such interaction, and he felt very sweet when he saw Qin Huairu's blushing face.

When they finally reached the Finance Department's floor, Yi Zhonghai was reluctant to leave and thought he could come back next month when there were more people.

He heard the previous conversation: "Qin Huairu, apprentice, has not been fully present this month, salary is 10 yuan, subsidy is 10 cents, a total of 11 yuan."

When Qin Huairu heard that the salary was only eleven yuan, she was stunned and stood there in a daze.

The staff urged: "Comrade, sign quickly to receive your salary, there are still many people waiting behind you." Yi Zhonghai pulled her: "Huai Ru, sign quickly, why are you so stunned?"

A group of workers behind him also began to complain: "What are you dawdling for?!"

"They have no sense of public morality!" someone else shouted. "The cafeteria is about to open for dinner!" the crowd kept urging them.

Qin Huairu came to her senses, quickly signed her name and pressed her fingerprint, and collected the pitiful eleven yuan salary.

Just then, she heard the staff announce: "Yi Zhonghai, the salary of eight dollars and fifty cents plus eight cents in subsidies, a total of eighteen dollars and fifty cents."

Qin Huairu, who had not yet stepped out of the door, heard the shout and felt a sense of sadness in her heart.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, after receiving his salary, was greeting people he was familiar with, with a satisfied yet restrained smile on his face.

For this factory, level eight workers are rare, and he, who is level seven, is already considered the top class.

This month's only salary is 13 yuan, plus the 3 yuan in hand, the family's living expenses for next month are only 16 yuan.

The family of five actually lived on 16 yuan, and each person could only get less than three yuan in pocket money on average, and she was pregnant. "Uncle, what should we do next month?" Qin Huairu asked Yi Zhonghai in a low voice for help.

Yi Zhonghai did not take this matter seriously and responded coldly: "Talk to your wife and ask her to give you some compensation. You have only worked for three weeks this month, so it is natural that you cannot get full salary."

"I've mentioned this to my grandmother many times, and she told me to come up with a solution myself." Qin Huairu sighed in frustration. "Hey! How could Jia Zhang do this!" Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but retort angrily, "What plan do you have?"

"Hey? Qin Huairu, when can you be promoted to a first-level fitter?" Qin Huairu's anxious eyes were full of anticipation.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment. It was indeed difficult to answer this question.

If it were an ordinary person, the predicted time might be reasonable, but for Qin Huairu, it might take three years or even longer to be promoted to a first-level fitter. "Well, as long as you are willing to concentrate on learning, you will be promoted quickly."

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu already knew the day when the factory would pay salaries, so they had been looking forward to this day for some time.

The family had been hungry for a long time, and they ate porridge made of lollipops and sweet potato buns every day, and their stomachs were empty. "Grandma, I'm hungry, I want meat!" The little boy looked up at Jia Zhang. "After your mother gets her salary today, she will go buy meat."

Hearing that he couldn't eat meat right away, Bang Geng started to throw a tantrum and refused to give up. "No, I want to eat meat now! Go buy me some meat, I want meat!"

At this moment, Jia Zhang also walked over and without saying a word, she stretched out her hand in front of Qin Huairu and asked for money.

Qin Huairu was stunned, looked at her mother in confusion, and asked, "Mom, what do you mean?"

"I remember you said you would give me three silver dollars every month, right?" Jia Zhang asked firmly, leaving no room for negotiation. "But mom, I only worked twenty days this month and got thirteen dollars. If I add the three dollars, how are we going to get through the next month?" Qin Huairu pleaded. "I don't care. I have to do what I promised." Jia Zhang did not back down at all.

Qin Huairu said bitterly, "Mom, can we go home first? I did promise to give you three dollars a month, but I had no idea that my salary was so low.

I thought it was like you or your uncle! "

When he entered the house and saw his wife coming back empty-handed, Jia Dongxu's face immediately darkened. "Didn't you get your salary? Why didn't you buy anything?" he asked.

Qin Huairu tried to explain again: "I only worked 23 days this month and my salary is only 13 yuan. What can I buy?"

Jia Dongxu was even more furious after hearing this and stood up suddenly: "What? Thirteen yuan salary! Did you dare to cheat and hide it?"

Hearing this, Jia Zhang also interrupted and said, "That's right, you must be hiding your wages! Farmers are so poor that they would hide it from us!"

Qin Huairu felt mixed emotions and said with tears in her eyes: "I really didn't hide any money. I'll ask Uncle Yi, this is the salary!"

The two of them kept questioning her, the puppy Bang Geng was clamoring for food, and the young Xiao Dang was so frightened that he kept crying.

Qin Huairu felt exhausted because she had to endure such a test after a busy workday.

After dinner, Ye Chuan took a short rest, and at about ten o'clock in the evening, he rode his bicycle to the market.

There are also some radios inside the system that can be sold together to earn some supplies, and at the same time you can also pay attention to the vinyl records of the old lady you met before.

When we arrived, the market was becoming increasingly lively, with flashlights flashing everywhere.

Ye Chuan chose an inconspicuous place to sit down and took out all the remaining six radios.

What they usually sell are things that are no longer needed at home, or they are exchanged for physical objects for food. Popular items like radios are extremely rare items for trading.

Soon, a middle-aged man came over and inquired. The six radios on the counter were priced at 50 yuan each in the mall, but Ye Chuan's price was 52 yuan, which was quite affordable.

The man asked if he was willing to lower the price and buy two for 200 yuan. "Sir, I don't accept coupons here. I only bid according to the list price - 52 yuan per unit. How can a coupon be worth 52 yuan?" Ye Chuan replied.

The man understood that this was a reasonable price and that bargaining was just a common practice for others. Almost everyone bargained when buying things in this market.

After a little consideration, he took out a few large-denomination banknotes and handed over a ten-yuan coin and a five-yuan coin.

Ye Chuan gave the man one yuan in change. "Actually, these radios are of pretty good quality," the middle-aged man said after trying one. "Young man, this is definitely a brand new item. It's like finding a treasure! These radios may not always be available."

After returning home from setting up a stall, Ye Chuan reflected on himself: Don’t be dishonest or a scammer, the items themselves are all genuine and priced reasonably, and there is no need to be overly fraudulent.

But a moderate amount of small lies or marketing techniques are also necessary.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded with satisfaction, picked up the two machines and left.

After receiving the money, he sold two more radios. Home appliances of that era were quite popular and he had no problem selling them.

The owner of the stall next to him couldn't help but feel jealous when he saw his income. He had been sitting here for nearly an hour and only sold a few dollars, while others could sell for 104 yuan!

The most scarce items on the market are first household appliances such as three-turn and one-ring products, followed by food, and then other sundries.

The records in the book of the previous life mentioned a great era. During the great era, someone exchanged a famous painting for ten eggs. At that time, he found it difficult to understand this move.

Now, after all this, he began to understand that the foolish actions of that era were not meaningless.

The most common items sold here are food, especially eggs and flour, and occasionally you can see butchers.

There are also all kinds of quirky goods for sale, such as antiques, jade, and even home decor.

As my thoughts were wandering, a young man came over with his chubby girlfriend.

They were both in their twenties, but the girl was slightly plump and had a rather serious look.

The boy found the radio: "Dandan, there's a radio here!" Then they squatted down. "Are they all new?" the girl asked.

Ye Chuan confirmed, "Yes, mine is as brand new as the ones in the mall."

Hearing that there were no second-hand goods, the boy seemed a little disappointed. Just as he was about to get up and leave, the girl stopped him: "What do you mean? Do we have to rely on second-hand goods for our lives?" The girl's tone was a little stern.

The boy said sheepishly, "We have limited funds, don't we?"

"We know you have no money, but we've already given you 300 yuan. It's ok that you brought me to this place, but you're still picky! Do you think this is equivalent to spending 300 yuan to marry a wife?" The girl frowned, looking dissatisfied. "Xiao Dan, listen to me, my parents are just ordinary farmers, and it's not easy to take out 100 yuan, and these are the top-notch things we can buy, so we can only pick some second-hand ones!" Ye Chuan felt bitter, and he couldn't stand the quarrel between the couple.

The heated argument between the two gave him a headache, "Do you want it or not? Don't quarrel in front of me!" He saw through the motives of the couple: the boy had a good appearance but found a strong girlfriend just to pursue a city hukou.

He had no time to sympathize with the pity of people who sacrificed their personal happiness for this. "This one, boss! How much is the tape recorder?" the girl asked domineeringly. "52 yuan a piece!" the boss replied. "That's it, pack it up for me and pay!" The girl continued to insist, but the boy did not move and turned to Ye Chuan for help.

However, before Ye Chuan could open his mouth, the girl said dissatisfiedly, "If I ask you to pay, just pay quickly. The tape recorder in the department store sells for 50 yuan, and you need a receipt. Here you are asking for two more yuan, and you even need to bargain? Can't men be more efficient?"

The boy silently took out fifty taels of silver and handed it to Ye Chuan, then took the recorder and left. The girl followed him with satisfaction.

For Ye Chuan, who had tasted the genetic modification potion, had vision far superior to that of ordinary people, and could see clearly in the dark, he could clearly see the contempt and disgust in the boy's eyes - this is a common state for many people who endure grievances to achieve their goals, and one day, their pressure will explode.

Ye Chuan had no way of commenting on whether this was a boy or a girl, because these things had nothing to do with him.

What he cared about was whether the product could be sold, so within the next hour, the other three radios were sold one after another, making a total profit of 312 yuan.

The vendor next to him said sincerely: "Young man, electrical appliances are easier to sell than other things."

Ye Chuan smiled, quietly put away his package and continued to stroll around the market.

It is a large market in the shape of a cross, hundreds of meters in size from east to west and from north to south.

He remembered that the previous place sold vinyl records, so he walked over and found the ragged middle-aged man he saw last time leaning against a power pole, holding a vinyl disc in his hand and letting it dry in the air.

He slowly lit a cigarette, walked over and asked in a low voice, "Brother, how much are the vinyl records?"

Seeing an opportunity, the man stood up quickly, put on a flattering smile and said, "You came at the right time, I am the only one selling vinyl records here.

Do you want to choose the foreign version or the domestic version? "

"How much is one?" Ye Chuan asked again. "The prices are different. Foreign ones are ten yuan each, while domestic ones are five yuan.

I just got a new batch of goods today, let me show you some!" The man said with a smug look on his face.

Hearing this, Ye Chuan's heart skipped a beat. This price was beyond his expectations.

One ticket costs ten yuan, which is enough for the living expenses of a family of three for a whole month. "Is it so expensive?" Ye Chuan asked, and whispered in the middle-aged man's ear: "Brother, don't misunderstand the price. It's hard to find such treasures on the market.

Not to mention brand new genuine products, even if you have connections you may not be able to get such good ones. "

The man responded and threw seven or eight cards to Ye Chuan.

He flipped through the pages quickly and found various albums from home and abroad.