Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Zhao Shanhe took out the eggs from the basket one by one, checked to see if they were damaged, and then nodded with a smile.

"Uncle Zhao, I am convinced. Your village is indeed a famous village near Sijiu City. You really have something good.

These eggs are neither too big nor too small. I'll give you three cents each. Is that okay? 55 eggs cost a total of one dollar and sixty-five cents."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Desheng agreed with a smile on his face, which shows that he made a lot of money. Eggs in the city cost one cent each, and the bigger ones cost two cents. The three cents Zhao Shanhe gave was already considered a high price.

The transaction of money and goods was completed. Zhao Shanhe agreed with Zhao Desheng to come again in the middle of next month. He left two packs of Pegasus cigarettes and said goodbye. He still had to ride all the way back to the factory to report.

This is a day’s work for a small purchasing agent with no connections. It is hard work and he makes no money. Take Zhao Shanhe’s deal as an example. He bought the cloth coupons at the Pigeon Market. One dollar for three feet of cloth coupons. It seems like he breaks even, but how do he calculate the time spent and the wear and tear on the shoes?

The eggs grown in Wang Lizhuang Village are of a decent size and can be bought at 4 cents each in the factory. No one will gossip in this cold weather, and if anyone dares to make trouble, the purchasing department will collectively send them to the countryside to try their luck.

55 eggs is 5 cents of profit, but don't forget that he also gave the village chief two packs of cigarettes and two Pegasus cigarettes. A pack of cigarettes is 5 cents, which is 6 cents. In the final settlement, he still lost 3 cents.

Zhao Shanhe was losing money on this trip to gain publicity. Fortunately, today was Saturday, November 58, 11, and tomorrow, the 29th, was Sunday. Although he had not completed the target of 30 yuan this month, it was still better than 30 eggs, wasn't it? He would have to grit his teeth and accept the loss, let alone 20 cents.

He returned to the steel mill at around 4 o'clock, and hurriedly took two hens and a basket of eggs to find Yao Decai. He had to put the things into the warehouse before leaving get off work to count as this month's performance. If he rang the bell to leave work, the financial staff would not wait for him. If he missed the time, he would have to wait until next Monday, December 12st, to put the things into the warehouse, and that would count as next month's work.

"Uncle Yao, what do you think of this old hen and eggs?"

Yao Decai was just slacking off with a newspaper in his hand. When he heard the noise, he turned around and saw Zhao Shanhe carrying something into the office.

"Can you change your temper? You are always so impatient. Be careful not to break the eggs."

He walked over and looked at the old hens. They were all alive, but their claws were tied. Their fur was shiny and they didn't look sick. He looked at the eggs again before speaking to Zhao Shanhe.

"Look, there's always a reward for every effort, right? If you run like this every day, how can you not complete the mission? I won't care if you take the reward and salary and sleep at home.

Okay, hurry up and send it to the warehouse. Get the receipt so that I can enter it into the finance department. I will consider you completing half of the work quota this month, and you can make up the other half next month. "

With just one sentence, Zhao Shanhe was able to reduce his workload by several yuan, which made him very happy. Who would suffer if he had no way to go to the countryside to purchase things in such a cold weather? He carried the things to the small canteen warehouse to put them in, and waited patiently for the warehouse manager to count the number. He then took the receipt given by the warehouse manager to the finance department, and then took the list written by the finance department to have Yao Decai sign it. Only then could he get the money for the purchase from the cash accountant.

This set of procedures is cumbersome and complicated, but this is the rule of state-owned institutions.

When the bell rang for the end of get off work, Zhao Shanhe pushed his bicycle and walked out of the steel mill with the workers who were leaving get off work. Fortunately, he had a bicycle so he didn't have to walk back.

Along the way, he saw Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu, Liu Haizhong and Sha Zhu walking back. He said hello and ran away. It was not that he didn't want to take them back, nor was it that he didn't respect the elderly and love the young. It was just because the back seat of the logistics bicycles was equipped with a large iron frame, which was used to tie things to it, and could not carry anyone at all.

He rode to the gate of No. 95 Siheyuan in a flash, pushed the cart into the Guangliang gate, and then he could see Yan Laosan, the eternal guardian of the Siheyuan and the supreme gate god.

"Uncle, who are you waiting for? It's so cold, why don't you go inside and rest?"

This is a purely humorous sentence, similar to the old saying "Have you eaten?" in the old city.

Yan Bugui was wrapped in a thick coat and had a cotton hat on his head. When he heard the voice, he looked up and saw that it was Zhao Shanhe. He could tell from head to toe that this kid was not very good, so he ignored him. It was a waste of energy to talk in such a cold weather. He might as well talk to the people who came back later.

Zhao Shanhe didn't expect the third uncle to say anything to him. He said these funny words just to relieve his tired body and spirit. Who made Old Yan block the gate here 365 days a year, rain or shine? It really fits the song in his previous life.

“Whether you have enough or your dream is good enough, you can pursue it and never give up.”

What Zhao Shanhe admires most is the Third Uncle’s spirit of not admitting defeat (shamelessness).

I pushed the cart through the Chuihua Gate. I didn’t see the classic scene today - the laundry lady washing clothes. No wonder, it’s minus 20 degrees Celsius. If she is still washing clothes in the sink, she is not the laundry lady, but someone who ran away from Qingshan Hospital.

Zhao Shanhe's family lives in the backyard's back house. We will talk about the origin of this house in the next chapter. The steel rolling mill also knew that this back house was not a good place, so they directly gave it two rooms. When they were connected, the total area was more than 60 square meters. If you calculate it carefully, it is more spacious than the third uncle's house.

After parking the bicycle, they didn't push it into the house. This broken bicycle made noises everywhere except the bell. Besides, it was public property. Even if they asked Sha Zhu to steal the bicycle wheel, they would need courage.

He went into the house and lay down on the kang and didn't want to get up. He was extremely tired that day. Riding a bike back and forth for nearly 5 hours in the middle of winter would make even an iron man tired, let alone him.

After lying down for a while, he gritted his teeth and climbed up from the kang. He had to light the stove to heat up the food. Although he could still endure it in his cotton clothes, he was getting colder and colder the longer he lay down.

I took some newspapers from the purchasing department of Ke Shun on the kang cabinet. They were used for going to the toilet and for starting a fire. First, I put two burnt coal balls in the stove to keep the air circulating at the bottom. I lit the newspaper with a match, and then used the newspaper to ignite some small pieces of wood. When the wood blocks were ignited, I could put in large pieces of firewood.

At this time, be careful not to let the firewood extinguish the fire. Wait until the firewood burns, then start adding coal slag, and finally put in coal balls or large pieces of coal.

You can also wait until the firewood is almost burned and then put in the coal balls directly. This way you can save some coal slag. These are little tips accumulated from hard life, and the main point is to save as much as possible.

After lighting the stove, Zhao Shanhe took out two steamed buns left over from the morning from the cupboard and placed them next to the stove to heat them up. He also took out half a bowl of soy sauce and pickled radish peels from the cupboard. This was his hearty dinner.

It looks very shabby, but it depends on who you compare it with. If you go to Uncle Sanye's house, I guarantee it's not as good as this.