Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Li Huaide was very satisfied with Zhao Shanhe's initiative to volunteer. This is what subordinates should do, knowing how to help their leaders solve problems. But looking at the performance of his relatives, it was really "dog meat cannot be put on the table, and mud cannot be used to paste on the wall", a complete mess.

"Shanhe, it's not easy to go to the grassland in such a cold weather. Are you sure you want to go?"

As a leader, you always have to be cautious. Even if you are eager to make a decision immediately, you still have to say a few words around it.

Zhao Shanhe also knew that Li Huaide was talking nonsense, and thought that if he said he was afraid of the cold and didn't want to go, Director Li would probably make things difficult for him. But it was just something he could think about, and he had to go, as this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Director, I am an activist and I plan to join the party next year. I cannot back off when the factory needs me. Besides, it's cold, so just bring some more cotton clothes and quilts. How cold can it be?

Can our factory spare so many vehicles for transportation? We can’t just take one or two vehicles for a trip to the grassland, right?”

Li Huaide thought for a moment and replied.

"I need to discuss this with Lao Yang and Lao Nie. The factory doesn't have many trucks and they all have transportation tasks. If it doesn't work, we can only borrow some from other brother companies. You guys go back to work first, and I'll contact you when I've made a decision here."

Zhao Shanhe was drinking tea and reading the newspaper in the office until the bell rang for the end of get off work. Li Huaide didn't come to find him yet. He knew that the matter could not be settled today. Come to think of it, it made sense. There were too many things to consider when going to the grassland hundreds of kilometers away, such as vehicles, personnel, security, vehicle parts, fuel consumption, supplies, etc. This was not the 21st century where you could take a high-speed train and arrive at your destination in the blink of an eye.

After riding his bike back home, Zhao Shanhe saw that Chen Xueru had not come back yet, and Hou Kui went to the third uncle's house opposite to play with Jie Di, so he went straight to the small world to cook. He made a pot of thick corn grits porridge with white horse teeth corn, which he must eat every day as long as he was at home. He also took some cucumber strips and pickles from Liubiju from the cupboard, and finally found half a pork elbow from Tianfuhao in the static space, sliced ​​it and put it on a plate. These were tonight's dinner.

It was because the weather was cold that Zhao Shanhe canceled the comic book reading activity for the children in the evening. Otherwise, he would definitely not dare to eat like this. It is estimated that even the national leaders may not eat as good as he does. You know, during the three-year disaster period, there was a great man who did not eat a grain of rice for a whole month and only ate a plate of purslane and spinach to fill his stomach.

If the people in the courtyard saw him eating like this at home, he would definitely be reported. Then it would be Old Yi who would take the lead in messing with their family, with things like Jia Zhang summoning the spirit of the dead, and a deaf old lady coming to the door. They would do anything disgusting to make people like that, with only one purpose, which was to divide up their food.

Fortunately, Zhao Shanhe had made preparations in advance. After the food was ready, he threw it into the static space. When he saw Chen Xueru entering the yard at the door of his house, he asked her to go to the third uncle's house to find Hou Kui. When the two of them entered the house, he had already set the table, so they could lock the door and start eating.

"Shanhe, you went to Tianfuhao again? I heard that pork elbows cost more than 20 yuan now. Where did you get the money to buy this?"

Chen Xueru picked up a piece of elbow meat for Hou Kui with chopsticks, then stuffed another piece into her own mouth, and asked while eating.

Zhao Shanhe took a mouthful of white corn, chewed it quickly a few times and swallowed it before replying.

"I'm using my own savings from before we got married. Don't think too much. I'm keeping this money because I'm afraid I can buy something delicious if I come across it. I can't always ask you for money, right?"

Chen Xueru really didn't think much about it. To her, even if Zhao Shanhe tried to save money before marriage, how much money could he have? Although men tend to be bad when they have money, she has been doing business for many years and knows that men must keep some money in their hands. As long as they don't go out to gamble and have a girlfriend, smoking, drinking, and socializing are normal expenses.

Zhao Shanhe did not give Chen Xueru the chance to ask him again. Although he knew that the other party was not that kind of person, he was afraid that he would say something wrong.

Change the topic directly.

"Did you see Mr. Pian today? What did he say about that house?"

Chen Xueru ate half a bowl of corn bran with a few chopsticks, looked up at Zhao Shanhe and replied.

"I found it. Pian Ye said he won't sell his yard for less than 4000 yuan. I think it's a bit expensive. What do you think, should we buy it or not?"

Zhao Shanhe saw a circle of dirt on Chen Xueru's lips, so he reached out to wipe it off for her. Then he thought about the ornaments and furniture that were the real valuables in Pian Ye's house, and said.

"Go ahead and buy it. You don't need that little bit of money. But before you buy it, you have to tell Mr. Pian that everything in the house must stay. Nothing can be taken away. I think since Mr. Pian is selling the ancestral home, the furniture and furnishings in the house should be old. Who knows which one is an antique.

It is said that gold is valuable in troubled times and antiques are valuable in prosperous times. Now that the whole country has been liberated, life will definitely get better day by day. Antiques may not be valuable now, but that does not mean they will not be valuable in the future. We should prepare for a rainy day."

"Okay, then I'll listen to you. I'll go find Mr. Pian to transfer the ownership tomorrow."

When Zhao Shanhe heard Chen Xueru say that buying a house and transferring ownership was as easy as buying an onion, he couldn't help but feel curious.

"Now the house cannot be transferred. You sound so easy. How do you have a way to do it?"

Chen Xueru chuckled and replied.

"Cats have their ways, mice have their ways. Do you think I've been doing business for nothing for all these years? There are people who specialize in this. I can give them some money and it will be done. I just need to wait for the house and land deeds to come in."

After hearing Chen Xueru's answer, Zhao Shanhe began to feel greedy. He already had quite a bit of money in his hands. When the city wasn't so short of food, he would ask Qiao Laoliu to deliver two batches of fish and one batch of meat to the factory every week. Although supplies were tight now, he had reduced the delivery to once a week for fish and no meat, but the quantity was large and the delivery was frequent.

During this period, he often went to the black market to find Mr. Deng Sanye. After exchanging some large yellow croakers and fine antiques, he still had less than 10,000 yuan in his hand. If he bought some courtyard houses and stockpiled them... he would probably have to be the only one to be shot when the wind blows.

Making a fortune quietly is the hard truth. Those courtyard houses can't run away, so let's wait until the wind dies down.

After hesitating for a while, Zhao Shanhe decided to give up. Qi Baishi and Xu Beihong's paintings were sold publicly, and each was only about 80 to 100 yuan. Wouldn't it be nice to buy this and put it in a static space?

After the family finished their meal, Zhao Shanhe took out two apples from his bag, cut them into pieces and placed them on the table. If it were an ordinary family, they would have grabbed them long ago, because ordinary people could not afford to eat them in the middle of winter.

At this time, the benefits of marrying Chen Xueru were highlighted. She didn't care at all. Expensive? How expensive could it be? It's hard to buy with RMB, can I buy it with rubles? You know, this rich woman made a lot of foreign currency when she was doing silk business with Elena.

Zhao Shanhe chatted with the two people while eating, and gradually the topic turned to work issues in the factory.

"Xue Ru, I may have to go on a field trip in a while. If the factory doesn't change its destination, it should be to Xilin Gol. Do you and Hou Kui have anything from there that you want me to bring back?"