Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

That night, the two of them slept quite comfortably, and Su Ming was extremely happy. When she thought about so much money, she woke up laughing several times.

Xiao Yun was lying on one side, feeling a little worried. It was only three thousand dollars and he was laughing like this. If he knew that he now had eight thousand dollars in his space, wouldn't he be laughing to death?

It was a bit unexpected, even Xiao Yun found it a little unbelievable.

Before coming to Baocheng, he had only more than 2,000 yuan in savings. He thought that 3,000 or 4,000 yuan would be the limit this time, but he never expected that he would make more than 2,000 yuan in the black market alone.

Just like that, the big money is still behind. The grain purchased by the steel mill is already ready. As long as he brings people to pull it back, at least 100,000 yuan will be credited to his account.

At that time, on the surface, he was just a director of a steel rolling mill with a monthly salary of more than 100 yuan, but who could know that he was a millionaire in secret?

Or a large ten thousand yuan household, one hundred thousand yuan!

Thinking of this, even Xiao Yun himself felt like laughing.

The small goal I set for myself before, which was to become a millionaire, seemed insignificant at this moment.

Should we hand over the space food to the country?

Suddenly, such an idea popped up in Xiao Yun's mind, but in just a moment, this idea was replaced by how to spend the money.

Currently, everything requires a receipt, and more importantly, the item must be there.

At present, many things are imported and ordinary people cannot see them at all. If you can see a radio, you are considered a great person.

For a moment, Xiao Yun was a little confused. It was really uncomfortable to have money but not be able to spend it.

As he was thinking, he fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

As the east gradually brightened, the rising red sun broke free from the horizon and enveloped the entire Baocheng in red and gold light.

After washing up, the two of them took a quick bite of the breakfast provided by the manager and went straight to the largest shopping mall in Baocheng.

The imagination is beautiful, but the reality is very different. The shopping mall here does not have many eye-catching goods. Except for some local snacks, there is nothing else that can attract the two people's attention.

"It seems that the capital is still advanced." After walking around, Xiao Yun couldn't help but speak out.

"Not really. Look at this sugar man. I've never seen it in Beijing." Su Ming shook the sugar man in his hand and smiled.

"There's an old man selling it in front of Wangfujing Street, and he gets chased away every day." Xiao Yun said casually.

"Why? Are we not allowed to sell it?" Su Ming was a little curious.

"That's not the case. He just likes to eat garlic when he makes candy figures. Who can stand the smell of garlic on the sweet candy?"

"Ah?" "What about me?" Su Ming looked at the sugar man in front of him and suddenly he no longer wanted to eat it.

"Hahahaha, I was just kidding. They didn't allow us to set up stalls, but I'm nearly eighty years old, so it's not convenient for me to do anything. So I just turned a blind eye." Xiao Yun explained with a smile.

It was soon noon and the two returned to Qinghe Tower early.

At noon, in the private room, lunch officially began as several casseroles of different sizes were brought to the table.

"Manager, what is this? It smells so earthy?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but speak out as he looked at a pile of covered casseroles.

"Oh, Brother Xiao Yun, can't you see that you can smell the fishy smell of earth?" The manager was surprised.

"Well, I don't know about other things, but I'm very familiar with the taste of this pot. I ate it a lot when I was in the village. It's sand chicken." Xiao Yun said, pointing to the nearest casserole.

The manager clapped his hands suddenly, "What a foodie! You are right. This is the one you mentioned. Smell some others and see if you can smell it?" The manager pointed to some of the others.

Xiao Yun sniffed it tentatively but couldn't tell what it was specifically, but they had one thing in common, which was a strong earthy smell.

"Brother Xiao Yun, to be honest, these were all shot from the mountains, but I didn't shoot them. I bought them from a hunter in the northeast."

Seeing this, the manager stopped keeping the audience in suspense and started talking. At the same time, he held a piece of cloth in his hand and opened the casserole one by one.

"This is a blind bear, this is a roe deer, this is Huanzi, this looks like a lynx or a cat, this pot is a leopard... and there is also a deer antler stew."

As the introduction continued, casseroles of all sizes were revealed.

"Wow, this table is so sumptuous." Xiao Yun couldn't help but speak out.

In the context of that era, with food production decreasing, going up the mountain to hunt was not uncommon, but it was not easy to put together enough food for such a large table.

If it were placed in later times, this table would be equivalent to eating up the rest of your life.

"Oh, it's not worth much. I exchanged it for some flour and money. Come on, brother, have a try."

"But I have a nice thing that cost a lot of money. Let me show you."

As the manager spoke, he turned around, went outside and got a box and handed it to Xiao Yun.

Xiao Yun took it in his hand and weighed it. It was not heavy. He opened it and a long dried object appeared in his sight.

"How is it? Is it a good thing?" the manager asked with a smile.

"Yes, look at the size and the stench, it must be a tiger's, right?" Xiao Yun said casually.

"What? Have you seen it?" The manager was surprised again.

"Haha, that's not the case, but I can't think of any other creature of this size except a tiger." Xiao Yun laughed. In fact, he had seen it in a short video, and the appearance was almost the same as in the video.

"what is this?"

Suddenly, Su Ming couldn't help but speak out.

"This is also edible, but it's more precious." Without giving Xiao Yun a chance to expect, Xiao Yun just fooled him.

While eating, Xiao Yun tasted each of the dishes one by one and his evaluation was average.

Apart from the chicken and the squirrel, the other meats are not very delicious, and are even worse than stir-fried ones.

But the manager and Su Ming ate with gusto.

Halfway through the meal, He Daqing joined the dinner and chatted, and the afternoon passed quickly.

After taking a bath, both of them felt very intimate.

Lying in bed that night, Xiao Yun knew what he wanted to buy for his home.

He could ask a carpenter to make a bathtub for him so that he could take a bath at home instead of wiping his body with a towel.

This idea was put into my mind.

The two of them continued to stroll around the next day, but after only one morning, they returned to the room. In the afternoon, neither of them went out, but stayed in the house reading books.

In an era without mobile phones, one could still read Wu Chengen's Journey to the West with great interest.

That night, He Daqing knocked on the guest room door before getting off work. After talking, he took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Xiao Yun.

"Xiao Yun, I'm leaving it to you. I really can't leave right now. Please help take care of He Yushui."

"I'm afraid that won't work." Xiao Yun said, tickling his fingernails.