Golden Color Xiangjiang: A Young Man's Dream in a Siheyuan

Zhou Jin spent nearly four thousand yuan today. In order not to be missed by others, Zhou Jin went to several trust stores today. And every time she changed her clothes, she had to change her makeup.

There is no way. This society is not as safe as in later generations. There is no Skynet on the roadside. Even if Zhou Jin is a martial arts master, he is still afraid of being attacked by others, so safety is the top priority.

But if you want to keep it like this for a long time, it's definitely not going to work.

Not to mention whether the trust store has such a stable source of supply. Secondly, if people come every day to spend a lot of money to purchase various antiques and cultural relics, it is hard not to attract other people's attention.

Moreover, Zhou Jin was only wearing simple makeup. If someone really remembered her, they could easily identify her. And the most important point was that the money Zhou Jin had was definitely not enough to support such a large expenditure.

Although Zhou Jin had a system and could earn 100 yuan just for signing in every day, and also had money from selling supplies at the steel mill, it was still a long way to go before he could buy everything he wanted in the trust store.

Therefore, Zhou Jin had to open up several new sources of funds for himself. After all, he now needed to purchase more supplies to enrich his space.

So Zhou Jin began to take inventory of the existing supplies in the space and carefully evaluated the output of the farms, animal husbandry and fishery.

After some thought, Zhou Jin summarized the following feasible solutions:

The first way is to increase the supply of materials to the steel mill. By directly filling their gaps in grain and meat, Zhou Jin can not only earn a lot of income in public, but also these incomes are legal and can be used in the sun.

In addition, doing so can increase one's weight in the steel mill in advance, which will help one to gain a firm foothold in the steel mill.

The second way is to find the black market and cooperate with them, looking for and supporting a suitable spokesperson to help sell food, meat and other supplies in exchange for valuable items such as antiques, high-end cigarettes and alcohol, gold and US dollars.

Although this method has certain risks, it can bring considerable returns as long as it is operated properly.

Finally, the third method is to use the ability of your own space to collect items within a range of twenty meters at will (this function was originally only ten meters, and later I got an upgrade reward through monthly sign-in).

Zhou Jin plans to find those bad people in the city and get wealth by cheating each other. This method is both exciting and efficient, but it also requires caution to avoid unnecessary trouble.

After making a plan, Zhou Jin decided to take action. It just so happened that he had to go to the factory tomorrow, so he could deal with the steel mill matters first.

Then go out at night to investigate several black markets. After all, Zhou Jin had only been to a black market once before and had never been there again. He needed to understand the situation of each black market before taking action.

As for the third method, it depends on circumstances. However, if you talk more with the comrades from the factory security department and the police station, you should be able to get some useful information.

Zhou Jin looked at her watch and saw that it was already past six o'clock, so she went to the kitchen to cook. Zhou Xin was reading a comic book in the bedroom. At this time, people who worked in the steel mill also came back one after another.

After Zhou Xin finished reading the picture book, she went to the kitchen and watched her brother cooking. Zhou Jin thought Zhou Xin was hungry, so he cooked faster and the meal was ready in no time.

Because it was summer and the weather was hot and humid, no one had much appetite. Although it became a little cooler at night, it didn't have much effect. So Zhou Jin made mung bean porridge, cold cucumber salad and cold pork head salad.

To be honest, Zhou Jin still likes summer very much, because the weather is hot, he can mainly make cold dishes, even if he eats meat every day, it doesn’t taste like meat.

At about 7:30, there was a knock on Zhou Jin's door.

"Dong dong dong."

"Who is it?" Zhou Jin asked as he walked over to open the door.

"Brother Zhou Jin, it's me, Liu Guangtian. The uncle asked me to come here to inform you that a general meeting of the whole court is about to be held in the middle court."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Seeing that Zhou Jin agreed, Liu Guangtian went to the next house.

At this time, Zhou Xin came over and looked at Zhou Jin with a puzzled look.

"Brother, what is a general meeting?"

Zhou Jin touched Zhou Xin's head.

"Xinxin, this is a meeting of the whole courtyard. In order to solve some problems, Siheyuan convenes all the people in the courtyard to discuss and solve the problems together. It is true that there has not been a meeting of the whole courtyard since you came here."

Zhou Xin suddenly realized and said, "Is it the same as the meeting in our village?"

"Yes, it's the same. Okay, let's take our benches and go watch the fun."

After Zhou Jin finished speaking, he took a bench and led Zhou Xin to the central courtyard.

Seeing that most people had arrived, Yi Zhonghai asked Liu Haizhong to start presiding over the meeting.

Liu Haizhong stood up, took a sip of water, then put down the enamel cup and cleared his throat.

"I see that most people have arrived, so let's start the meeting. The main purpose of holding this meeting today is to discuss the impact of the reduction in food rations on everyone in our compound. The uncle will explain the specific situation to everyone."

After saying that, he picked up the enamel cup and drank a sip of water before slowly sitting down.

Yi Zhonghai was speechless when he saw Liu Haizhong's behavior. He also picked up the enamel cup and drank a sip of water before he spoke.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Before the meeting begins, I would like to introduce to you the two comrades sitting next to us. They are the staff sent by the subdistrict office to supervise this donation conference. Please welcome them with applause."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, sparse applause broke out at the scene. Everyone was applauding, but everyone was disgusted with this donation conference.

Because it suddenly brought back some bad memories for everyone, especially when they saw Yi Zhonghai sitting in the middle of the eight-immortals table and talking, with several people from the Jia family sitting next to him, the feeling became even stronger.

Zhou Jin also didn't expect that after Yi Zhonghai fell here last time, he actually learned his lesson and knew to report to the street office in advance.

But even so, it is impossible to donate money and grain to the Jia family. As long as Zhou Jin is there, it is impossible for Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family to get what they want.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the sparse applause, his face already looking a little unhappy, but considering his current status and the presence of comrades from the Street Office, Yi Zhonghai could only take two deep breaths and then continue his performance.

"My fellow villagers, the topic of today's meeting has been made very clear by Second Uncle just now. Today we are mainly discussing the issue of reducing the food ration.

I believe everyone knows that our compound has always been an advanced courtyard in the street, and we attach great importance to the spirit of mutual help, unity and friendship.

But now, the government has suddenly reduced the food ration for urban residents, and coupled with the rising food prices in the market, this has had a great impact on the lives of each of us, especially for those residents whose families are already in financial difficulty.

For example, the Liu family in the front yard, the Jia family in the middle yard, and the Zhao family in the back yard, their families basically have only one or two adults with a quota, but they have to support four or five people, and the salary is not high.

So after discussion among the three of us and after reporting to the Street Office for approval, we decided to hold this hospital-wide meeting to raise donations for the three families and help them overcome their current difficulties.

After all, we have all lived here for so long. As the saying goes, "A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor"! If you help others today, maybe one day in the future when you encounter difficulties, others will do their best to help you.

Everyone, if you have money you can donate money, if you don’t have money you can donate some food. In short, we should pool our efforts to the best of our ability and help these three families successfully overcome this difficult time.

As an elder in the courtyard, I will set an example here and donate 20 yuan." After saying that, Yi Zhonghai took out two big black ten-cent notes from his pocket and put them into the donation box.

When Liu Haizhong saw that Yi Zhonghai donated twenty dollars, he took out two big black tens from his pocket and spoke.

"Since Old Yi donated twenty, as the second uncle in the courtyard, I can't fall behind. I will also donate twenty." After saying that, he put the money into the donation box.

Yan Bugui saw that the other two uncles donated twenty dollars each. Although he knew that the donated money would be returned to him, he knew the kind of people in the Jia family. They were always prepared for the worst, so he stingily took out five dollars from his pocket.

"Everyone knows that I have a low salary and a large family, so I can't compare with those two uncles, so I will just donate five dollars."

After saying this, Yan Bugui put the money into the donation box with a painful look on his face.

After the three old men finished donating, no one came forward to donate money, and they all whispered below.

When Yi Zhonghai saw that the conference was dull, a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, but he did not show it too much. He just looked at Sha Zhu and gave him a look.

When Sha Zhu saw the look in Yi Zhonghai's eyes, he immediately understood it and walked out of the crowd. While walking, he took out a big black ten from his pocket and said with a proud look on his face.

"Since the three uncles have set an example, I must not fall behind. Helping others is a good thing. As a man from the city of Sijiu, I will donate ten yuan to help them get through this difficult time."

After Sha Zhu put the 10-yuan bill into the donation box, a smug expression appeared on his face. He looked around, expecting to receive praise and recognition from others.

However, he was surprised to find that the people around him were staring at him with vicious eyes, as if they were full of hostility towards him.

Since Shazhu has limited intelligence and has done this kind of thing too many times, he naturally cannot understand the real reason behind this reaction.

He just thought that these people were jealous of him because he was the first person to donate money after the three uncles and stole their limelight.

In fact, this reduction in food rations will not only affect those three families, but will also affect the lives of everyone in the entire compound.

Therefore, when this donation meeting was held, almost no one was willing to donate.

Everyone knows that if no one takes the lead in donating, and as long as the three uncles don't donate, then this donation campaign will most likely come to nothing.

After all, “the law does not hold everyone responsible”, and no one wants to be the one who is in the spotlight.

However, the appearance of Shazhu broke this tacit understanding. He not only took the lead in donating money, but also proudly showed his donation behavior, which made others feel very embarrassed and angry.

They believed that Shazhu had ruined everyone's plans, forcing them to donate money, thus causing financial losses.

Therefore, these people naturally resented Sha Zhu.

Even though Sha Zhu had taken the lead in donating money, others still showed no signs of action. They all stared at the three uncles and Sha Zhu quietly, wanting to see how they would deal with the situation next.

Yi Zhonghai and his companions had never expected that in just half a year, everyone had become like this. The ideas of mutual help, unity and friendship that they had instilled in everyone before seemed to be useless. This made Yi Zhonghai feel very frustrated.

But who is Yi Zhonghai? He is a man with a strong desire for control. If something is out of his control, he will not be able to sleep all night and will keep thinking about solutions.

After what happened today, Yi Zhonghai was not going to let it go, so he prepared to start his moral blackmail speech.

As a result, before he even opened his mouth, Sha Zhu started to attack Xu Damao.

"Xu Damao, I, your uncle Zhu, donated ten dollars today. How much are you going to donate? If you donate less, don't blame me for looking down on you."

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he looked at Xu Damao with a smile on his face, because he knew that as long as he used this method of provoking Xu Damao, Xu Damao would definitely obey him obediently. After all, this method has been tested in practice and is 100% effective.

As expected, after hearing what Sha Zhu said, Xu Damao could no longer sit still and stood up and walked towards the eight-immortals table.

"Silly Zhu, who are you looking down on? I was just thinking about something, otherwise how could you be the one donating money before me? I'm a projectionist, how can a level 10 cook like you compare to me? What else can a real man in Sijiu City do? Look at me, I'm donating ten dollars."

Zhou Jin also found it funny seeing this scene. These two people are really a pair of enemies. Xu Damao is such a cunning person, but he fell into the trap with such a simple provocation.

However, this silly He Yuzhu was able to come up with a way to provoke Xu Damao when facing him. If these two were of the opposite sex, they would probably have created a good story.

After Xu Damao donated the money and returned to the crowd, it became quiet again. I guess everyone was thinking that you can call my name, but you can't ask me to come out on my own initiative.