Siheyuan: I just want to live

Chen Feng looked at Stationmaster Li who was getting more and more excited, and shook his head helplessly, saying, "It's not sold yet! I thought that when I deliver the meat to Section Chief Hou after get off work at noon, I can ask them if the steel mill needs it!"

"Don't ask the steel mill if they want bear meat anymore! We bought the meat at the scrap yard. The holidays are coming soon, so we can give the meat to everyone as a holiday gift."

Stationmaster Li ordered again to avoid any more troubles, "Go to the station and find a tricycle right now to bring the meat back."

Chen Feng was secretly delighted. He had been looking forward to a chance to sneak out and play for a long time. Now that he finally got this chance, he was naturally ecstatic.

However, he pretended to be embarrassed and replied with difficulty: "But it's still working hours now, how can I leave my post at will?"

Stationmaster Li said with a look of disdain, "Come on! I don't know you! You just sit there at work, reading a book and drinking a cup of tea to get through the day."

"When you chose this position yesterday, I knew what kind of person you are. You come to work just to make a living. If Old Chen was still here, you would never come out to work!"

"Besides, does it matter if you are in this position or not? I don't even have as much free time as you!"

Chen Feng was embarrassed by what Li Guotao said. Was his little trick seen through so quickly? It was so embarrassing! How could I live my life in the future?

Stationmaster Li continued to urge, "Hurry up and bring the meat back! I'll notify everyone to gather after get off work tonight to divide the meat."

"I really don't know how Old Chen could have such a lazy grandson like you. I must find you a hardworking and capable wife in two years to control your temper!"

Chen Feng was sweating profusely as he listened, thinking: I've only been on the job for one day! Why is the stationmaster so resentful?

Seeing that Station Master Li wanted to say something, Chen Feng quickly said, "Oh! My Station Master! Please stop talking! I'll go right away! Right away!"

He put on his coat and ran outside. Without even turning his head, he shouted, "Today's newspaper has been delivered! It's on the table! Take it home yourself! I won't deliver it to the office for you!"

Stationmaster Li turned around and looked at Chen Feng who was running far away, and cursed with a smile, "This bastard! You run so fast!" He then picked up the newspaper, tucked it under his arm, and walked towards the employee lounge.

He had to inform the employees in the scrap yard, and those who were running around outside, just let them pass on the message. After all, who knows which alley in the city the people running around outside are in now! If something happens, they usually notify everyone a day in advance, otherwise he doesn't know how to find everyone immediately.

Chen Feng ran to the warehouse to find Zhou Ping, used the key to unlock a tricycle, and took a few sacks. Zhou Ping asked him what he was doing. He replied that he was going out to pick up some meat, and then quickly rode away.

You have to run fast! Stationmaster Li will say he is dawdling when he sees you. You should be more active when he sees you doing the work assigned by your leader. When you leave the scrap yard, it is up to you to decide when to come back!

After exiting the scrap yard, I waited desperately for a tricycle along Gulou East Street, and only slowed down my riding after turning a corner.

Chen Feng rode his bike slowly towards Dongzhimen, thinking to himself, why did he say so much? You just do whatever your boss tells you to do, and it's still working hours! Now not only was he scolded! He even had to find a powerful wife to manage him!

He had thought it through. He would get married in two years when he was old enough. Then he would find an excuse to retire due to illness, let his wife take over the job, and he could do whatever he wanted at home! Chen Feng even thought about what disease he had, except stomach disease, which made him unable to eat hard food!

Chen Feng rode his tricycle slowly out of Dongzhimen, found a dense forest on the side of the road, parked the tricycle and went in.

After Chen Feng entered the dense forest, he looked back and saw that he could no longer see the roadside. He looked around and saw no one else. He then released forty or fifty of the one or two kilograms of fish in the space.

As soon as the fish was released, it jumped around on the ground and covered itself with mud. But it soon became quiet, frozen by the minus 10 degrees Celsius in the city.

Chen Feng picked up the frozen fish and put them into a sack, repeating the same operation as last time. He froze all the fish weighing less than 800 kilograms in the space, and then froze all the fish weighing less than 8 kilograms in the space.

He picked out a 6.6-jin carp for Station Master Li. Why did he choose this fish? Because it weighed a very auspicious amount. He also picked out 40 fish weighing more than 3 jin, enough for everyone in the scrap station to have one. Otherwise, if the leader had fish but the employees didn't, the leader would be embarrassed to ask for it, and it would also make Chen Feng look like he didn't know how to do things!

Chen Feng got out of the dense forest and returned to the road. Seeing that there was no one around, he took out his tricycle and drove towards the Second Textile Factory.

There was no cloth left at home, so Chen Feng wanted to see if he could trade fish for some cloth. When he was almost at the Second Textile Factory, he saw that there was no one around, so Chen Feng put the fish in a sack on the tricycle and rode to the entrance of the Second Textile Factory with difficulty. The 800-pound fish was too heavy.

After arriving at the gate of Textile Factory No. 2, Chen Feng parked the tricycle, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the old man in the message room at the door.

"Grandpa, are you smoking?" Chen Feng said with a smile on his face. "Could you please call Zhang Shengli from the third purchasing department for me? I have a batch of fresh fish here. I want to ask him if he needs it?"

The old man looked up at Chen Feng, then looked at the sacks of fish on the tricycle. Then he took the cigarette and picked up the internal phone to call the purchasing department.

Chen Feng watched the old man operate the phone skillfully, and he could not help but feel envious. He remembered that there was no phone in the communication room of the scrap yard where he worked, and he had to run errands to inform everyone when something happened. He muttered to himself: "It would be great if the communication room of our scrap yard could also have a phone..."

However, Chen Feng did not realize that the waste station was not large in scale and the space was pitifully small, so there was no need to install a telephone in the communication room. He only fantasized about the convenience of having a telephone and completely ignored the actual situation.

As Chen Feng thought about it, he lit up the cigarette in his hand and started chatting with the old man at the door. They talked about the weather, family matters, and some interesting things that happened recently. Chen Feng found that the old man was very talkative and had unique insights into many things, which benefited him a lot.

As time went by, Chen Feng and the old man got more and more interested in each other. Just then, Zhang Shengli from the purchasing department came out...

Zhang Shengli arrived at the gate and saw Chen Feng chatting with the old man. He immediately shouted, "Chen Feng! You are here! How many fish are there?"

Chen Feng finished talking to the old man and said to Zhang Shengli, "Not much! 800 kilograms!"

"Just in time! I was worried about this! You came just in time!"

Zhang Shengli was very excited and wanted to say something, but Chen Feng pulled him aside and said, "This batch of fish was just caught by a fellow villager today, and he wants me to help him exchange it for some cloth! Do you think it's possible? If not, I'll go to the steel mill in front to find Section Chief Hou and think of a solution!"

Zhang Shengli was furious when he heard that he was going to the steel mill to find Section Chief Hou. How could he let the cooked duck fly away? He immediately patted his chest and guaranteed that it would be no problem! He led Chen Feng into the Second Textile Factory and walked towards the Purchasing Department.

Arriving at the door of the warehouse, they began to weigh all the sacks. After they were put into the warehouse, they weighed 835 kilograms. After they were put into the warehouse, Zhang Shengli said to Chen Feng, "The fish are relatively small, so I will take 40 cents per kilogram, a total of 334 yuan. Do you want the cloth?"

"All of them need cloth."

"Well, let's go to the cloth warehouse. I'll go in with you to choose."

Chen Feng followed Zhang Shengli to the cloth warehouse and saw that the warehouse was full of various types of cloth. Zhang Shengli took Chen Feng to a shelf where samples were placed.

Zhang Shengli pointed at the shelf and said, "These are all. Tell me what you need. If you need more, I'll find it for you. If you need less, you can cut it from here."

Chen Feng looked at a rack of fabrics and started to select them. He touched a piece of woolen fabric and asked, "How much is it per foot?"

Zhang Shengli walked up, took a look and said, "12 yuan a foot."

Chen Feng pointed at the fine white cloth and asked, "What about this?"

"The supply and marketing cooperative gives you 1.6 yuan, and I'll give you 1.5 yuan."

Chen Feng saw a few large bags piled up in the corner of the warehouse, so he pointed and asked, "What are those?"

Zhang Shengli looked in the direction Chen Feng pointed, and then replied, "Those are defective fabrics that have been dyed badly. The factory plans to save enough of them and sell them at a low price to employees as welfare. Do you want them? If so, I'll charge you one meter for each piece."

Chen Feng walked to the front of the big bags, pulled out a section and took a look. The fabric was just a little lighter in some places and a little darker in some places, but not in large areas. It could be avoided by cutting when making clothes.

He looked at several other bags and found the same problem. It might be the problem of the textile mill's machinery that caused the fabric to be like this.

Chen Feng said to Zhang Shengli, "I want ten feet of black woolen cloth, thirty feet of white cloth, and the rest of the cloth, equal amounts of black, gray, and blue. I want thick cloth!"

After listening to him, Zhang Shengli started cutting the cloth with scissors, cutting a little more of the defective cloth, and making up 60 feet of each. After finishing, he sent Chen Feng out of the Second Textile Factory.

After leaving the gate of the Second Textile Factory, Zhang Shengli stopped and said to Zhang beside him: "I'll deliver it here! If you have any good things in the future, just send them to me. You can sell them to me to make a little money, or use them to exchange for some cloth from me!"

After hearing this, Chen Feng smiled brightly and waved his hand vigorously, saying, "Of course, no problem! I'll have to rely on Brother Zhang in the future. If you need any help, just ask. I'll take my leave now, Brother Zhang, please stay, no need to see me off!"

"Okay! Goodbye then! Remember to keep in touch!" Zhang Shengli responded with a smile. Then he turned around and walked back to the factory with steady steps.

Chen Feng also politely said goodbye, then got on his bicycle and slowly left with a full load of fabric. The wheels made a slight creaking sound as they rolled, as if telling of their pleasant exchange and possible future cooperation opportunities. As Chen Feng walked further and further away, his figure finally disappeared at the end of the road.