The prosperous era of courtyard houses

Chapter 263, supplies in place

The old-fashioned Great Liberation drove slowly back to the direction of the grain depot. It took about twenty minutes of twists and turns before we arrived at the No. 5 warehouse designated by Father Zhao.

When we got to the end of the field, looking from a distance, we could see someone waiting at the door. It was the security officer who had just given the key, Officer Wang.

As the car approached the door, Officer Wang immediately opened the rusty iron door and guided the truck inside.

Warehouse No. 5 is said to be a warehouse, but it is actually a newly built large grain warehouse.

A total of three Soviet-style mechanized warehouses, also known as "Soviet-style cylindrical warehouses," were built in the grain depot.

Each Soviet-style warehouse is divided into two rooms. The maximum capacity of the warehouse is 500 tons. If all three warehouses are full, they can store tons of grain.

When the mechanized room-type warehouses from the Soviet Union were first introduced, it was to better store grain.

It's a pity that there has been a famine in the past two years, and the food transferred to the imperial capital is insufficient. Currently, the No. 5 grain depot has been vacant, and there is usually no one to look after it. General Iron is the gatekeeper.

Following Officer Wang's guidance, Li Weiguo drove the truck all the way to the open space behind the three warehouses.

When the car came to a stop with a screeching sound, Father Zhao and Ke Weimin, the security section chief of the grain station, who had been waiting for a long time, came to greet them.

After getting out of the car, Li Weiguo handed the keys back to Father Zhao and said, "Uncle Zhao, everything is in the car. Let's get in the car and check it out together."

"Okay." Zhao Xingguo was overjoyed and had exactly what he meant.

He led Zhao's father and Ke Weimin around to the back of the car, climbed into the car, and took away the stones covering the tarpaulin. Li Weiguo lifted up all the tarpaulin covering the meat.

Pointing to the twenty baskets of meat exposed, he said: "Uncle Zhao, please take a look. There are baskets of one hundred kilograms each, ten baskets of pork, five baskets each of pig offal and rabbit meat, a total of two thousand kilograms. They are all here."

Zhao Xingguo and Ke Weimin followed Li Weiguo's fingers and looked into the truck bed. They saw twenty large baskets filled with meat, occupying half of the space near the truck bed.

These meats were not weighed, and the weight was unknown for the time being, but the twenty baskets of bright red and attractive meats were clearly visible. Ten of them were all red and white fine pork.

When most of the car's meat was laid out, it almost made Zhao Xingguo and Ke Weimin's eyes dizzy.

Although the welfare benefits of their food station are good in all aspects, they have never seen so much meat at one time.

Zhao Xingguo had seen him before when he went to the meat factory to do business, but it had nothing to do with them.

Their grain station only has about a hundred people. Based on the establishment and quota, the meat factory can only allocate one to two hundred kilograms of meat to them a month. If they want more, they have to use resources in exchange.

Of course, even if we exchange for unplanned grain, the exchange will be limited. After all, the supply of fresh meat has basically stopped, and the life of the meat joint factory is equally difficult.

Zhao Xingguo took a deep breath, calmed down, and said to Ke Weimin: "Old Ke, hurry up and check the quality."

"Yes, monitor."

Ke Weimin quickly stepped forward, grabbed a piece of pork from a basket, looked at it, smelled it, and nodded to confirm that it was fresh meat.

Then he turned over the pieces of meat under the basket, and then checked a dozen other baskets in order to see if they were fresh and whether they were mixed with other things.

After checking and confirming one by one, Ke Weimin turned around happily and said, "Squad leader, it's all good meat, fresh."

Zhao Xingguo nodded, suppressed his excitement, walked over, weighed the baskets one by one, and finally confirmed that the weight was okay, and then he felt relieved.

In the early years, he was also famous for his accurate shots at the grain store. He could estimate everything he had passed through with a very accurate estimate. Each of these baskets weighed about a hundred kilograms, so he couldn't be wrong.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the things, Zhao Xingguo breathed a long sigh of relief and turned to look at Li Weiguo again with eyes full of appreciation and admiration. Ke Weimin on the side was even more impressed and did not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.

At such an age, with such connections and connections, his future is boundless.

Recalling that Li Weiguo was the childhood friend of his son Zhao Guobing, Zhao Xingguo couldn't help but raise his head and laugh, Lao Huai was pleased.

After sighing with emotion, Zhao Xingguo took out a large stack of big black coins from his briefcase and handed it to Li Weiguo: "Weiguo, come here, here is the money, a total of 5,250 yuan, you can take a look. .”

Li Weiguo smiled and took it without even clicking. He quickly confirmed the amount of money with a quick glance.

More than five stacks of cash, 5,250 yuan, no more, no less, just right.

But even though you don’t need to order it, you still have to pretend it’s on your lips.

"Uncle Zhao, there's no need to order. How can I still not trust you?"

After that, Li Weiguo casually put the cash into his handbag, and then with a thought, he put it directly into the space static warehouse.

Zhao Xingguo laughed and patted him on the shoulder, feeling very offended by his behavior.

After handing over the money and materials, the three of them got off the car together, and Li Weiguo also moved his bicycle off the carriage.

There will be nothing else for him to do next, and it will be Zhao's father's business to arrange the follow-up supplies.

Just when he was about to say goodbye and leave, Father Zhao pulled him aside alone.

Under his doubtful eyes, Father Zhao took his hand and quietly stuffed a stack of coupons over him.

Li Weiguo looked down and saw that there were probably dozens of coupons in the stack.

His thoughts swept over him and hey, even Li Weiguo couldn't help but admire Father Zhao's magnanimity.

There are 50 jin of national food stamps inside, as well as 10 cigarette stamps, 10 liquor stamps, 5 jin of sugar stamps, 30 jin of cloth stamps, and 3 jin of oil stamps.

They are all tickets that are in short supply on the market. According to the current market price, they would cost at least two hundred yuan if they were sold on the black market.

After seeing the thing clearly, Li Weiguo quickly reached out to block it and refused: "Uncle Zhao, what are you doing?"

Father Zhao smiled, pressed down the hand he was blocking with one hand, and said, "Weiguo, this batch of supplies is very important to me. You have helped me so much, and I don't have anything good to thank you for."

"I guess you're not short of money either. You can use these coupons first. Don't refuse, otherwise I will feel bad."

Then, without Li Weiguo's help, Father Zhao stuffed the coupon into his trouser pocket, as if he didn't recognize you if he didn't accept it.

When Li Weiguo saw what Father Zhao meant, he didn't want to refuse. He might as well accept it.

There are just some coupons on the left and right, which are regarded as the care of Father Zhao.

If he really refuses something given by his elders, then Father Zhao will lose his face.

After all, Father Zhao didn’t know that these supplies belonged to him, so he had to give the middleman a small thank you gift.

After thanking Father Zhao for his kindness, saying a few polite words, and having nothing else to do, Li Weiguo got on the car and left.

Watching Li Weiguo ride away, Ke Weimin turned to look at Zhao Xingguo: "Squad leader, where does your nephew come from and have such a powerful connection?"

Zhao Xingguo thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "Nothing, just a child from an ordinary family."

To be honest, he didn't know either, because Li Weiguo and Zhao Guobing were childhood friends and went to school together since childhood. They knew everything about them and were indeed ordinary children.

He had never heard of any powerful heel before, but now he had such ability. He could only guess that he had special connections, and he couldn't guess how many.

"Monitor, are you fooling me? Can a child from an ordinary family have such ability?"

Ke Weimin curled his lips and put on an expression of complete disbelief, meaning that if you, a great director, can't handle something, can an ordinary child handle it?

When questioned by his subordinates, Zhao Xingguo was a little confused, so he glared at him with wide eyes and said: "You're fooling me. How big is his heel and he can brag to us?"

"Okay, let's get to work quickly. Drive the car away. Let's store the things first and then secretly send some to the directors later. We can also get some quota back."

After that, Zhao Xingguo waved his hand, handed over the truck key, and arranged for him to work quickly.

Ke Weimin took it, nodded in agreement, and was about to drive.

But suddenly he turned around again and rubbed his hands with a smile: "Hey, what's that, squad leader, your niece and nephew haven't tasted meat for several months, can you see if you can."

Zhao Xingguo rolled his eyes at him angrily and funny, and said with a smile: "Go get twenty kilograms of pork for yourself, and then get five kilograms for Xiao Wang. Remember, keep a low profile."

Ke Weimin was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly: "Hey, I promise to keep a low profile, hehe."

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