Siheyuan: Traveling through Cai Quanwu, pretending to be Uncle Shazhu

What Cai Quanwu meant was that the things can be obtained, but he didn't know how much.

Hearing this reply, Director Ma felt relieved. As long as he could get it, it would be fine.

It doesn’t matter if it’s more or less, as long as you can get the job done.

Even if the leader says he will try his best, it doesn’t matter if he can’t get it.

But if you really don't get anything at all, you will definitely be accused of being incompetent.

There's nothing you can do about it, the butt determines the head.

"Nothing. Whatever we can get is as much as we can."

"As long as I can report to the institute, that's fine."

"You know, sometimes the boss insists on forcing me to do something, and I can't do anything about it."

"Otherwise the hat will be off, you know."

The embarrassment on Director Ma's face has disappeared. Instead, he is smiling and speaking from the heart.

"Director, don't worry, I will do my best and will definitely not make it difficult for you."

Since Director Ma was so open-hearted, Cai Quanwu smiled and made a promise to Director Ma.

No matter what, your attitude must be seen by your leader.

"Nothing, I'm still at ease with you doing things."

Director Ma is genuinely satisfied with Cai Quanwu.

Cai Quanwu smiled and said nothing in response to Director Ma's praise. It was just the leader's cliché, so he just listened to it.

He was curious about how many tasks the institute had given to Director Ma.

"Director, did the institute tell you how much it would cost?"

"That's not really said, but it's definitely true that the more the better."

Director Ma thought about it for a moment and gave this answer.

"okay I know."

"Okay, then I'll leave this matter to you. I'll wait for your good news."

Director Ma said this and stood up to leave, and Cai Quanwu quickly stood up to see him off.

After Director Ma left, Cai Quanwu returned to his chair and sat down, thinking about how much tea he should take out to report to Director Ma.

I originally thought that the institute would give Director Ma a specific task, but I didn't expect that they would just make a request.

I guess there is some truth in Director Ma's words.

It is definitely impossible that the institute only looked for Director Ma. They probably cast a wide net and informed all the grain stores under them.

As the saying goes, every chicken has its own way of peeing.

No one knows whether the people below have any channels to get tea.

Director Ma was given special instructions, probably because he had delivered tea before.

Forget it, no matter what the higher-ups think, I can just get a few kilograms to report to Director Ma when the time comes.

However, the institute has talked to the grain stores below, and someone will definitely find ways to get tea to please the leader.

The black market is definitely the place these people are going to roam, so can I go there to sell some goods?

Thinking of this, Cai Quanwu became excited.

It seems that God feels that my life is not easy and has sent me an opportunity.

I was just thinking about making some money and getting something on the black market, and this opportunity came to me.

Now that it’s settled, let’s get some tea over.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get off work, Cai Quanwu ran home in a hurry, leaving everyone confused.

Cai Quanwu drove very fast all the way, much faster than usual, and returned to the courtyard much earlier than usual.

Usually, Cai Quanwu would look around along the way, and when he staggered back to the courtyard, some people who walked back would come back earlier than him.

"Hey, Uncle Zhuzi, it's quite early today."

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, the third uncle greeted Cai Quanwu.

"I have nothing to do today, come back early."

Cai Quanwu responded perfunctorily to the third uncle and pushed the cart into the yard.

Seeing Cai Quanwu pushing the cart into the yard, the third uncle quickly made way for Cai Quanwu.

Looking at the third uncle giving way, Cai Quanwu thought of Xu Damao.

Later, the third uncle often pushed the cart for Xu Damao.

Am I not worthy?

This thought only flashed through Cai Quanwu's mind, and he had other things to do when he returned.

When I got home, He Yushui was doing homework on the table and Sha Zhu was cooking in the kitchen.

Cai Quanwu hung his bag on the wall, said hello to He Yushui, and went into his room.

In the house, Cai Quanwu prepared some things that he would need in the evening.

A flashlight, a camouflage hat and scarf, and a tattered military coat.

Finally, he took out two previously used baskets from the cupboard, put kraft paper on the bottom, and prepared to use them to hold the tea.

Cai Quanwu plans to make more today. It is too troublesome to wrap everything in brown paper, so it is more convenient to put it directly in the basket.

As soon as Cai Quanwu finished his work, Sha Zhu started calling for dinner.

The dinner was simple, a plate of cabbage with some bacon, a dish of pickles, a dish of peanuts, and the staple food was steamed buns made of two-grain flour.

"Uncle, drink something?"

When Sha Zhu saw Cai Quanwu coming out, he asked with a smile.

"Row."

Cai Quanwu sat down at the table, looked at the peanuts on the table, knew what Sha Zhu was thinking, and agreed with a smile.

Hearing that Cai Quanwu agreed, Sha Zhu went to the table and got the wine and wine glass.

The two of them started drinking it with cabbage and peanuts.

After dinner, Cai Quanwu thought about what he would do in the evening. He said hello to Sha Zhu and his sister, washed up early and went to bed.

……

Around midnight, Cai Quanwu dressed up and prepared to go out.

After opening the door and coming under the eaves, Cai Quanwu grabbed the bicycle, entered the rental house, put the bicycle away, and slipped out.

The black markets are relatively remote, and Cai Quanwu feels that walking there is too slow. He would be able to go much faster if he takes a bicycle.

After making preparations, Cai Quanwu walked to the courtyard wall next to the ear room, climbed over the wall with the help of a helper, and flipped out.

When he came to the street, Cai Quanwu took out the bicycle from the rental house, turned on the flashlight, and rode straight to the black market.

Arriving near the black market and finding a secluded place, Cai Quanwu parked his bicycle in the rental house, carried two baskets of tea and walked towards the entrance of the black market.

After paying the management fee, Cai Quanwu successfully entered the black market.

After walking around the black market, Cai Quanwu found a place to put the basket on the ground, lifted the black cloth on one of the baskets, squatted on the ground and started smoking.

When Cai Quanwu was walking around just now, he found that there were quite a few people setting up stalls and there were also many people wandering around, so he didn't know how the business was really going.

As soon as Cai Quanwu put his things on the table, many people came up to him, but they all took a look and left without asking the price.

This is also normal.

When ordinary people buy tea, they just want to fill their stomachs first. Tea is not a necessity.

An hour passed and Cai Quanwu had smoked almost half a pack of cigarettes, but he didn't buy a single one.

Just when he thought he would have no chance tonight, a man who had just visited came over with two other men.

"How much is this tea?"

When they came in front of Cai Quanwu, the leading man asked directly.

"How much can you offer per pound?"

Cai Quanwu looked at the people in front of him, his mind moved, and he asked back.

Hearing Cai Quanwu's question, the leading man was stunned, and then said:

"Brother, this is not the place to talk. How about we go to the room over there and talk?"

When Cai Quanwu heard this, he immediately became alert and thought, are these guys trying to rob each other?

The man noticed that Cai Quanwu was alert and realized that what he had just said was a bit taboo, so he explained:

“We manage this black market.”

"Don't worry, we are all serious businessmen and will never do anything rash."

After hearing this, Cai Quanwu breathed a sigh of relief, but was still a little worried.

He is not a child who believes whatever others say.

There are only a few good guys who can organize a black market.

Most of them are street thugs and lazy people.

It’s just that because of the public deterrence, we dare not go that far.

They have done a lot of forced buying and selling.