Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

"Brother Zheng, how much did you invest?"

"Yes, Brother Zheng, do you have other ways to make money?"

Li Dabao and Xu Damao are now strictly controlled by their wives. They have to hand over all their wages. If Liu Guozheng did not provide five bottles of wine each of them every month, they would not have any pocket money.

"Why, do you two have any ideas? Do you want to invest money in the Hope Fund? If that's true, then I really want to toast you two."

As he said this, Liu Guozheng was about to pour wine for the two of them, and the two of them were so scared that they quickly covered their glasses.

"Brother Zheng, stop kidding. My pocket money is not enough to spend. I don't have money to invest in the Hope Fund."

"Brother Zheng, I don't dare to drink this wine either."

After drinking this wine, you have to invest money in the Hope Fund. It's not worth it for their small amount of money. Let's wait until we make a lot of money in the future.

"Come on, drink. I'm not really asking you to invest money. The money you have is really not enough."

After hearing what Liu Guozheng said, the two of them took their hands away. As long as they were not allowed to put in money, they could drink whatever they wanted.

"Brother Zheng, can we discuss the wine again and give you a few more bottles every month?"

"Yes, yes, brother Zheng, Damao is right. Deputy Director Lu asked me to get some wine yesterday."

Unlike Wang Sigen and Liu Guangtian, Li Dabao and Xu Damao supplied all their wine to their acquaintances, which was much safer than going to the black market.

According to them, each bottle costs no less than fifteen yuan, which means that for five bottles of wine, each person can earn fifty yuan from the wine every month. This is extra income, not counting wages and part-time income from the Hope Food Factory.

This extra money is almost as much as that of a fourth-level technician in a steel rolling mill, and it is easy to earn without any hassle or effort.

"Hey, are you guys really that fifty dollars a month in pocket money isn't enough?"

Liu Guozheng raised his glass to gesture and asked in confusion.

"Brother Zheng, who would complain about having too much money?"

After Li Dabao finished speaking, Xu Damao nodded vigorously beside him.

Liu Guozheng looked at the two men with some amusement and asked, "Haha, come on, both of you, tell me where did you spend the money?"

"I didn't spend any money. I just wanted to save more money."

"Yes, yes, Dabao, I agree with what you said."

Liu Guozheng took a sip of water and continued to ask, "When you were in the village, you didn't have to pay for food, right?"

Li Dabao and Xu Damao said in unison: "No."

"Is it free to eat in the office?"

"No flowers."

"You basically don't have to buy meat or wine, right?"

"Need not."

"Come on, both of you, tell me where else you need to spend money, and fifty dollars a month is not enough?"

"I..this.."

Li Dabao and Xu Damao were speechless. You know, they spent very little money on basic living supplies, most of which were found in the village.

"If you don't tell the truth, there won't be any more five bottles starting next month."

"Brother Zheng, come on, I say, can't we just talk about it?"

Li Dabao hurriedly expressed his opinion, fearing that Liu Guozheng would really cancel the wine after he spoke, and that would be the end of his life. He couldn't even think about the days of being without a penny.

"Da Mao and I lost all our money to Xiao Hao and Yu Shui."

"What?"

I originally thought that these two guys went to the Eight Great Hutongs for no reason. This answer really surprised Liu Guozheng.

"I lost at mahjong."

Since Li Dabao had already said it, Xu Damao was no longer ashamed and admitted it directly.

"No, how big are you guys playing?"

"One cent."

Li Dabao blushed and felt embarrassed.

"Hahaha"

"You two are really good. You can lose fifty when you're playing with a dime?"

Liu Guozheng really couldn't believe how bad Li Dabao and Xu Damao's skills were.

"Brother Zheng, it's not fifty, it's all the money I lost in the past two months."

Xu Damao lowered his head, blushed, and spoke softly.

Liu Guozheng asked again: "Are you two unlucky or are you not good enough?"

Li Dabao: "Unlucky"

Xu Damao: "The technology is not good enough."

"Well, fortunately, the money was not lost to outsiders, which is not bad."

"That's right, Brother Zheng, you always tell us not to gamble outside, and we all remember that."

"Okay, five more bottles per person."

"Long Live Brother Zheng" x2

"Don't be happy yet. If you two lose everything again next month, don't ask me to give you more wine."

Although five bottles of wine were added, Liu Guozheng still had to give them a heads-up in advance. They couldn't just think about increasing the quantity after losing. This still had to be controlled well. After all, now was not a good time to do business.

Even though he was building a school and a factory, and even though he was doing it in the name of the village collective, why don't you try someone else? Liu Guozheng was very clear about this.

"Got it, Brother Zheng. I won't play Landlord with Xiaohao anymore. I'll only play Mahjong when I want to play."

"Me too."

Now Liu Guozheng understood completely that he probably lost most of his money playing Landlord. This game does not rely solely on luck, but also requires you to remember the cards carefully. Many times, even if you have two kings and four twos, you cannot win.

"Okay, it's enough for you two to know. Come on, drink some wine and eat some food."

"Brother Zheng, we toast to you."

The three of them were eating and drinking in the house, and Lou Xiao'e took Sanmao and Xiu to the open space in front of the office.

"See? Clean up all the cigarette butts and paper scraps on the ground and dump them into the trash can next to you. The reward is a bottle of orange soda."

"Auntie, is it true?"

"Of course."

"Don't worry, Auntie, we'll be able to clean it up soon."

"Okay, you two go ahead and clean up. I'll be waiting for you in the outer courtyard. Once you finish cleaning and pass the inspection, I'll pay you."

"Uh-huh."

Sanmao and Xiu nodded excitedly. They had never expected that they could find such a good job just by using the excuse of water. There were actually very few pieces of paper and cigarette butts on the ground, or basically none. As long as the two of them walked around the open space in front of the office door once, they could get a bottle of soda. This job was worth doing.

"Where's my water, kid?"

When Lou Xiao'e was there, Yan Jiecheng and Cui Dake didn't dare to speak. It was only after Lou Xiao'e left that Cui Dake hurriedly asked about Sanmao.

"Oh, I forgot."

"You, little brat, are really good at talking and doing things. Give me my money."

"How about this, wait a moment. I'll clean up first, buy a bottle of soda, and then fill a bottle for you."

"Okay then, you two better hurry up."

"Don't worry, we work very efficiently."

Cui Dake had no choice but to wait a little longer. Now he could only rely on these two little brats.