Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

Wang Changfeng skillfully picked out a pile of "junk copper and coins" from various inconspicuous corners, which made Yang Qingdai's head hurt a little.

"Stop it." Seeing that he was still trying to pull things out, Yang Qingdai hurriedly called for a stop. "Look at the pile of stuff you made. Do you think we can take it back tonight?"

Counting on his fingers, he said, "There are also the four treasures of the study that Sister Danni brought to Auntie, and the gold, silver and jade articles that Sister Dongdong brought to Aunt Qu. Maybe Yang Qingshan also has something to take back." He glanced at the pile of things on the ground, "How are you going to take them back?"

Wang Changfeng, who was about to continue pulling things out, stopped immediately and looked at Yang Qingdai innocently.

Yang Qingdai smiled sincerely, "Also, do you have money and foreign exchange certificates to buy it?"

Hit the mark right on the spot!

Wang Changfeng had a sad face and a humble attitude, "You paid for me first? And then deducted it from my salary?"

"Your salary is paid by your Cultural Relics Bureau." Yang Qingdai waited leisurely, "What can you use to pay my salary? And where can I find foreign exchange coupons?"

The foreign exchange coupons she had in her hands included those she used to "pay off debts" from Su Mo's salary, those that Tang Danbai helped her exchange for, and those issued by Yang Ziling at the Northwest Research Institute.

The main source of foreign exchange coupons in the hands of several people now still depends on Tang Danbai, the "capable man", to help them exchange them everywhere.

"Don't worry," Wang Changfeng said anxiously, "How about, how about, every day after get off work, I go back and renovate the courtyard inside and out, make some cute little things, and sell them on the street?"

"Do you want to be labeled a 'capitalist roader'?"

And hawking on the streets.

The situation is still so tense now, and people are often accused of being "capitalist roader" or "corrupt".

Don't let him lose the job he has worked so hard to get, or Aunt Wang will kick him out of the courtyard.

Wang Changfeng was so upset that his wife seemed to have run away. "I can't bear to let her go. I feel so bad. Comrade Xiao Yang, Boss Xiao Yang, can you please be kind and write me an IOU? Can you pay me interest?"

"Put these things aside first, and go back and ask Aunt Qu and Tang Danbai how many foreign exchange certificates they have that they can exchange for us."

Yang Qingdai never doubted his vision.

Thinking that she would not have much time to come here to shop after entering school, Yang Qingdai made a compromise: "How about this, for every ten good things you find for me, you can pick one you like. How about it?"

"Sure!" Wang Changfeng was instantly full of energy, "You don't need me to pay you money or foreign exchange certificates?"

"No need," Yang Qingdai emphasized, "The prerequisite is that the other nine pieces must satisfy me."

Wang Changfeng nodded rapidly, this was too easy.

The two men looked at the time, picked out a few items that were easy to take away, went to find the other three people, and packed the pile of things they had picked in the morning into a sack. Then, under the leadership of Wang Changfeng, they came to the finance office.

Seeing them coming, the finance officer smiled so much that the wrinkles on his face were wrinkled.

"Several young comrades are here to buy things again. Xiao Liu, come here, please help them keep a record." She took out the note that Director Yan had given her that morning from the drawer, glanced at the things they brought in, and then continued, "Take thirty foreign exchange certificates from them, and, um, thirty yuan."

After all, they were dragging several large sacks, and it would be difficult to explain to their superiors if they had less.

???

Several people looked at each other, is it so careless?

"Old accountant, Comrade Xiao Yang also wants to take away the pile of junk in the big warehouse." Wang Changfeng said quickly, "Director Yan said before that a big unity card can pack up everything."

"Really?"

Not to mention the old accountant, even the young cashier looked at Yang Qingdai as if he was looking at the God of Wealth.

"Yes," Yang Qingdai replied, "but we can't move everything away right now. Can I borrow the bureau's warehouse to store it for a while? I'll find someone to take the things away tomorrow."

"Okay, okay," Director Yan came to the finance office in person when he heard that Yang Qingdai and the others were going to take away the "junk," "I'll make the decision for these today. Twenty-five foreign exchange certificates plus twenty yuan, including the one for the big warehouse, a total of thirty yuan will be enough."

It's such a good thing that I can collect five less foreign exchange coupons and save ten dollars. Why shouldn't I pay quickly?

Yang Qingdai counted out ten bills, and Tang Danni and Qu Dongdong gave five each. Each of them gave thirty yuan, and pushed them to the cashier with swift hands and feet.

The accountant smiled and gave them receipts.

That’s great! If these comrades come more often, all those dusty things piled up in the warehouse could be cleared out.

Yang Qingdai put away the receipt and Director Yan's approval note and said goodbye to them.

I have to take the stuff back first and see if Aunt Qu or Tang Danbai is home. If I'm lucky, I can still tow away a truckload today.

Director Yan was worried that it would be difficult for them to take the things back, so he specially sent his own car to help them deliver the things.

Even the old man at the doorman was stunned when he saw the director's private car carrying Yang Qingdai out, with several bicycles following behind the car.

The few of them were lucky. As soon as the Cultural Relics Bureau's car left, they saw Aunt Qu getting out of the car.

She glanced at the little cats and joked, "Wow, you guys have a great harvest today. Let me see what good things you have found."

"Dongdong picked out a small sack of gold, silver and jade for you. I'll find some ancient ink, rice paper and inkstone for you," he said, nodding at Yang Qingdai who was holding a large sack in each hand. "Sister Qingdai bought a bunch of junk. Director Yan was so happy that he sent a car to take her back."

"What?" Qu Mei was stunned.

Scrap metal?

Qu Mei changed her mind and smiled.

Yang Qingdai's eyes were very sharp! I'm afraid that the scrap copper and rotten iron mentioned by Tang Danni might have a different meaning. It was absolutely impossible to let her suffer a loss.

"Aunt Qu, can you lend me the car that Yuanxiao used to deliver our gifts for a day?"

Yang Qingdai put the two large sacks in the south room and came to the east wing. She stretched out a finger and asked Qu Mei to borrow a car.

"One day is enough?"

Yang Qingdai pouted, "We don't have enough foreign exchange coupons, so we can only buy a bunch of junk for Wang Changfeng to mess with."

"Not enough foreign exchange coupons? Is that all?" Qu Mei picked out the gold and jade jewelry that Qu Dongdong brought back for her.

He demonstrated it on himself, and then on Qu Dongdong.

Since she came back, the smile on her face has never faded.

"Yes," Yang Qingdai sat on the other side, "We are not short of money, but of foreign exchange certificates."

"Yes, we are short of foreign exchange coupons." Qu Dongdong nodded in agreement.

She also saw a very beautiful jade pot today. After asking Wang Changfeng about its approximate price, she secretly put it back in its place.

It is said that the white jade pot would cost at least twenty foreign exchange coupons to buy.

Who made the foreigners prefer the gold, silver and jade wares of the Dragon Kingdom? The price must be more expensive than what the other two bought.

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll give you a stack of foreign exchange certificates tomorrow."