Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

Although Chen Changan appears calm on the surface, his heart is actually in turmoil.

It was impossible to say that Chen Changan had no thoughts at all. His brain was working frantically, thinking about the pros and cons.

May of 57 is almost over, and it will be 58 in more than half a year. The grain storage plan will soon be launched, and the three-year natural disaster will come. After the three-year natural disaster is over, it will be the decade again in a few years. It is really full of disasters.

Chen Changan wanted to make some contributions to the country, but his level was just here. Compared with people of this era, he was only better in foresight and vision of the information explosion in the future. At most, he could add a little bit of mechanical knowledge he learned in college in the future.

As for comparing IQ? Comparing leading troops in battle? Comparing governing a country? Don't be ridiculous. Chen Changan knows his own limitations.

In addition to his identity in this life, as a commoner, he has no education and no background. All of these things make it impossible for Chen Changan to have a chance to succeed.

People say that arrangements will only be made if they can be made. If you are being self-indulgent and thinking too much, then you are really thinking too much.

After thinking it through, Chen Changan said to Uncle Xiao, "Uncle Xiao, I am quite satisfied with my current life and work. In life, Director Wang of the Street Office is my father's comrade-in-arms, and he takes good care of me and my sisters. My salary can basically meet the needs of my life and my sister. At work, I am now a purchaser at a steel rolling mill, which is also a job I am quite satisfied with. It can satisfy my hobby of fishing and improve the food of the working class. It can be regarded as a small contribution to the country."

After listening to Chen Changan's words, Uncle Xiao said with a half-smile, "Really? Do you really think so? Do you really understand what I mean?"

"Of course. I just want to be a small leader somewhere. Then you say hello and I'll go through the back door. How can I not understand this?" Chen Changan said.

Seeing Uncle Xiao's stunned expression, Chen Changan continued, "This person should know his own limitations and do things within his capabilities. It is said that one should do his job within his position. If one's virtue does not match his position, problems will arise sooner or later. I am so young that I can hardly get a good position with real power. Why bother? This is the Forbidden City. If I block someone's room for advancement and offend them for no reason, it will not be worth it. Besides, I am not a person who seeks to make progress. I will live my life well, take care of my sisters to get married, marry a beautiful wife, and have a few children. I will be happier than most Chinese people."

Uncle Xiao nodded his head as he listened to Chen Changan's speech. In fact, most Chinese people are like this. A rich life with a wife, children and a warm bed is actually what many Chinese people think in their hearts.

In his heart, he also agreed with what Chen Changan said. He was young and had a low level of education. Although he looked well-educated and smart, Uncle Xiao would not dare to send Chen Changan directly to the powerful department because he would be responsible.

Seeing Grandpa Xiao remain silent, Chen Changan could understand. Others have helped you so much, and you want to repay them, but you find that they need you, but you dare not help or cannot help, and the people you want to help don't need you either. This makes you feel stuck, a little ashamed, a little guilty, and more of a loss of face.

Thinking of this, Chen Changan said, "Okay, Uncle Xiao, why don't you talk about this today? Let's go fishing. Just remember this time. Just think of it as a favor I owe you. If I get into trouble one day and come to you for help, just don't pretend you don't know me."

Grandpa Xiao laughed and said, "Okay, I won't be polite with you. Today, let's still use the bait for fishing silver carp and bighead carp? I'll fish today, and you watch from the side. If there are any problems, you can correct them. Let's split the fish in half."

"Okay, there aren't many baits today anyway, so let's get some more tomorrow, and then we can compete?" Chen Changan said.

Okay, today is a good time for me to practice, and we can have a competition tomorrow.

An hour later, although there were three silver carp and bighead carp in the bucket, Chen Changan and Uncle Xiao both had gloomy faces. Uncle Xiao's two followers couldn't help laughing.

The reason was very simple. Chen Changan looked down on Mr. Xiao's fishing skills. After several reminders, he still couldn't change, so Chen Changan started to insult him.

Uncle Xiao, are you in bad shape? If you can't cast while sitting, can you stand up? What? Standing is the same as sitting? How is that possible? Casting a rod is not just throwing it into the water. You have to cast straight and far. Try to cast at the same point every time.

Could you please increase the frequency of your pulling? Especially after you catch the fish, your pulling may scare away the fish nearby. Increase the frequency to continue to attract fish.

Hurry up, hurry up, your reaction is too slow, right? Can't you see the black float? When you lift the rod, you must be quick and powerful, otherwise the fishhook will not penetrate deep enough and the fish will easily escape.

Slow down, slow down, fishing is not tug-of-war, if you hold the rod upright, the line will be cut. Stand up and move forward and backward.

Oh no, the line is cut? I told you not to listen to me, but you are still playing tug-of-war? The line is too thin? Even a thick line can't withstand your tug-of-war. Otherwise, you can tie a steel wire rope, which will definitely not be cut.

The two followers of Master Xiao were almost unable to stand and were shaking. Master Xiao also had a dark face and said nothing.

Chen Changan continued, "With your skills, you are lucky to have met me. Otherwise, with your skills, fishing is really just a matter of luck. You still want to compete with me tomorrow. I don't mean to discourage you, but with someone like you, I can beat ten of them."

Uncle Xiao couldn't stand it anymore and said angrily, "I'm not fishing anymore. You kept nagging me. I was in a bad mood for fishing. Didn't you say that you can beat me by yourself? Tomorrow I'll call two more people over. It'll be three against one. Let's team up and see who's better."

It's not that Chen Changan underestimated Uncle Xiao. He cut the line seven or eight times in one afternoon, lost fish five or six times, and caught countless black floats and was slow to lift the rod. Yet, he only caught two or three fish. For a player like this, Chen Changan really didn't know how to write the word "lose".

Hearing that Uncle Xiao was going to call for two helpers, he said nonchalantly, "Just call whatever you want. When it comes to fishing, I'm really not afraid of you."

Seeing Chen Changan's nonchalant look, Uncle Xiao was so angry that his teeth itched. He said, "Okay, don't regret it. Go back and get more of your homemade bait. Tomorrow I'll call two old friends to come over and help out. You're on your own."

Chen Changan said disdainfully, "You're still asking for good luck? It's embarrassing to lose too much. Don't take advantage of your age and be shameless."

Uncle Xiao was so angry that he didn't want to pay any more attention to Chen Changan.

Chen Changan was the same, thinking that this Mr. Xiao was really a rookie and a playful person, and he was not happy with a few jokes. Don't you know that only in this way can fishing skills be improved? I am helping you.

He put a fish in the bucket, picked up the fishing rod, and left without looking back.

After walking for a few minutes, Xiao Da's secretary Xiao Liu drove up to catch up and said that it was a gift that Xiao Da had prepared for Chen Changan. He had intended to give it to Chen Changan after fishing, but he was so angry that he forgot about it. So Xiao Liu drove over to take Chen Changan home.

Chen Changan glanced at the back seat of the jeep. There were two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes and two boxes of Fenjiu. Not bad. This Mr. Xiao was not a stingy person.

Chen Changan got in the car and went home.