Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

"I won't donate. If Yang Muzi doesn't donate, I won't donate either." "Why should I donate if Yang Muzi doesn't donate?" "If Yang Muzi doesn't donate, I will donate if he doesn't donate."

Everyone started to talk about Yang Muzi.

Uncle Yi was in a terrible state. Yang Muzi, you ruined my business, you bastard. Damn it, damn it, damn it. Yang Muzi, you deserve to die!

The Jia family was also extremely angry. They saw that they had a supply of food for this month, but it was ruined by Yang Muzi. How could they not be angry?

"I'm sleepy. You guys continue the meeting. Wife, go home and sleep!" Yang Muzi pulled Chen Xueru back to the house.

As soon as he left, everyone in the yard dispersed.

Uncle Three and Uncle Two also followed the crowd home. The donation mentioned earlier was no longer mentioned at this time. At one time, everyone left, leaving only Uncle One and the Jia family.

"Uncle Yi, you can't just ignore us!"

All the Jia family members looked eagerly at Uncle Yi, their last hope.

"Hey, here are ten kilograms of food coupons. This is all I can do for you. You can figure out the rest on your own."

Uncle Yi sighed and went back to the house with a sullen face.

That night, the old man couldn't sleep. His stomach was bloated and full of gas.

Jia family.

Jia Zhangshi, Qin Huairu, Jia Dongxu and others sat at the table with gloomy faces.

Jia Zhang: "Huai Ru, how much food do we have left at home?"

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly: "The food at home plus the ten kilograms of white flour given by Uncle Yi can only support us for five days at most."

"Mom, what should we do?" Jia Dongxu was anxious. "Don't worry, son. I will find a way."

In fact, Jia Zhang had no good solution. She had many relatives from her mother's side, but she had offended all of them.

The only niece from her mother's side with whom she had contact also had a falling out over the sewing machine issue.

"Then think about it quickly."

Jia Zhang said, "Dongxu, take the white flour at home to the supply and marketing cooperative and exchange it all for two-handed flour. Two-handed flour is cheap and is enough for us to eat for half a month."

"Mom, I don't want to eat mixed noodles and pork chops. He's so young, how can he eat mixed noodles?" Jia Dongxu complained.

Jia Zhang: "Isn't there anything we can do? Son, let's just be patient and wait for the food coupons to come in next month."

Qin Huairu: "Mom, even if we change to mixed noodles, it won't be enough. We still need ten days' worth of food."

Jia Zhang: "Let's take it one step at a time."

"Um!"

the next day.

It was Saturday again, and Yang Muzi carried two lively carps home.

His system warehouse can store living things.

Moreover, time stands still inside, so not only does it not need to be fed, it will be fresh whenever you take it out.

The chickens, ducks, fish and meat that Yang Muzi stored in there were all fresh.

When passing by the front yard, Uncle San's eyes lit up and he quickly blocked his way.

"Muzi, Muzi, tell Uncle San where the fish came from?" "Oh~ Two fat fish." "Wow, tsk tsk tsk, Muzi's family is in for a treat." Everyone in the front yard gathered around.

Everyone was so jealous.

Although food has been rationed in recent times, Yang Muzi has always been able to get supplies beyond the plan.

This makes the neighbors very jealous.

"Today is Saturday, and there are people fishing in Shichahai. I bought it there." "Fishing!" Uncle San became interested when he heard it.

He would definitely not want to buy fish, but fishing is free.

"Uncle San, let's go fishing too." "Okay, we'll go this afternoon too!"

"Hahaha, great, we'll have fish to eat this afternoon." The people in the yard were ready to go fishing. Fishing, are you kidding? Yang Muzi shook his head and walked to the back.

It is true that there are fish in Shichahai, but they are all wild fish. There are no carps at all, only crucian carp.

The largest crucian carp weighs no more than two taels. If you act early, you can still catch some.

If you are too late, all the crucian carp in the fish will be caught out in a few months.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" "Eat, eat, eat, why don't you eat him to death!"

When they saw Yang Muzi coming back carrying the fish, Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu's eyes turned red.

They couldn't even eat white flour, but Yang Muzi actually ate fish. "Children, I'll make braised carp for you today." "Great!"

"There are delicious foods again." "Thank you, Dad!"

Yang Muzi's family was filled with joy. Afternoon.

The fishermen came back dejectedly. Except for Uncle San, who caught a 2-liang crucian carp, the others came back empty-handed.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. During this half month, Yang Muzi brought things home every few days.

But the animals in the yard were so greedy that by the second half of the month, most people were in a semi-starved state.

Of course, the Jia family had the hardest time.

After eating mixed noodles for half a month, there was no oil or water in the stomach, and everyone's face turned green.

Xiao Bang Geng also paid the price for his own actions.

Banggeng was now much thinner, darker and thinner. Compared with the children of Yang Muzi's family, they were from two completely different worlds.

Yang Muzi's four children are all white, plump and strong.

What the Jia family could not tolerate the most was that they could no longer eat mixed noodles and they would run out of food tomorrow.

"Come and see, Yang Muzi has got some unplanned supplies again." "What? Oh my god, it's an old hen."

"Where did he get the old hen?"

When Yang Muzi came back with an old hen, everyone in the yard had red eyes.

In the first half of the month, because of Yang Muzi, I ate a lot of meat.

It's either your fried meat or mine. Soon, the meat was all gone. Sadly, in the end, everyone was still swept up by Yang Muzi.

They bring home delicious fish and meat every day, no one can compare to them.

The Jia family members hurried out, and when they saw the old hen in Yang Muzi's hand, their blood froze.

Gulp~~~The family of four couldn’t help swallowing their saliva.

After eating mixed noodles for half a month, my craving for meat is definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Jia Dongxu's throat moved, and he even felt that he could eat the chicken with the skin and feathers.

The goose was so hungry that he felt panicky and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Damn it." "Intentional, this bastard definitely did it on purpose."

"God damn it, I'm going to kill him."

"Dad, Dad, I want to eat chicken, I want to eat chicken woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Bang Geng was so greedy that he cried.

"Stupid kid, if it weren't for you, our family would be like this!" Bang!

Jia Dongxu was so angry that he slapped his son away.

"Dongxu, how can you hit a child?" "Banggeng, don't cry!" Qin Huairu quickly hugged the child in her arms.

Banggeng cried even harder: "Dad is a bad man, Dad is incompetent, Dad Yang gives Ping'an meat every day, but you don't give me meat and beat me. You are not a good dad, wuwuwu..."

Jia Dongxu was upset. He was accused of incompetence by his son.

There is nothing more shameful than this.

the next day.

Jia Dongxu went to work on an empty stomach.

Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi didn't eat anything either, so all the food in the house was left for Banggeng.

In the past few days, Jia Zhang had begged everyone in the courtyard to borrow food, but she couldn't borrow any.

"Huai Ru, Mom is at a loss. Just go get some food from your parents' house. I'm kneeling down for you!"

As Jia Zhang was talking, she suddenly knelt down in front of Qin Huairu. "Mom, what are you doing?" "Go back to your parents' home and get some food. I'm begging you."

"I..."

Qin Huairu was silent.

During this period, Jia Zhang talked about this matter a lot, but Qin Huairu refused to agree.

Her family was from the countryside and they were already very poor, so how could they give her anything?

Besides, she became a city dweller when she came to the city, and her status was different, so she couldn't ask the country people for things.

If the neighbors knew she was starving in the city, they would definitely talk about her. "Mom, you get up first." "I won't get up unless you go." "I'll go..."

Qin Huairu finally gave in, packed up her things, and took a bus back to her hometown in Changping.

Qin Huairu didn't come back until the evening. She didn't borrow any food, but her family gave her a bag of sweet potatoes.

The sweet potatoes this year didn’t come in “550” quality. These were stored in the cellar last year. They are a bit rotten, but they are edible.

"Look, it's sweet potatoes."

"Huai Ru brought sweet potatoes from her mother's home." "That's great, that's great!" People in the yard gathered around.

For rural people, sweet potatoes are not a good thing, but they are rare in the city, especially in this era of material shortages.

"Huai Ru, can you give me some sweet potatoes? I'll exchange them for flour." Uncle San said.

Not only was Qin Huairu stunned. Everyone in the courtyard was stunned. Exchanging flour for sweet potatoes, Uncle San was crazy.

"Change, I'll change! Uncle San, please don't cheat!" Qin Huairu was so excited.

Uncle San smiled and said, "I already have flour. I want to exchange it for five kilograms of sweet potatoes. Do you want to exchange it?" "I want to exchange it!" "I want ten kilograms of sweet potatoes!"

Uncle San used two kilograms of flour to exchange for ten kilograms of sweet potatoes, and he was very happy.

"Uncle San, you didn't calculate well this time. A pound of sweet potatoes is only three cents, and white flour is two cents. You've lost a lot." Someone reminded him.

Uncle San said with a smile: "Why is the calculation wrong? Tonight, I only need three pounds of sweet potatoes to feed the children, and a pound of white flour will be produced."

“That makes sense!”

"Uncle San is still good at scheming!" "Yeah, why didn't I think of that!"

Everyone suddenly understood and realized how smart the Third Master was.

First of all, there are no sweet potatoes in this season. Qin Huairu’s sweet potatoes are absolutely unique.

Secondly, city dwellers eat less sweet potatoes, and if they do, they taste better than white flour.

The most important thing is that eating sweet potatoes can save white flour. Now it is the second half of the month and everyone has little food at home.

Saving food is the key.

"Huai Ru, I want ten kilograms of sweet potatoes, too." "I want five kilograms." "I want one too..."

After a short while, Qin Huairu had exchanged for ten kilograms of white flour, and there were more than twenty kilograms of sweet potatoes left, which could last for a few more days.

This night.

Qin Huairu thought a lot and found a way to get unplanned supplies.

There are many edible supplies in the countryside, some of which are even looked down upon by the country people, but they become popular in the countryside.

At the same time, there were no food coupons in rural areas. Food coupons were needed to buy supplies. People usually went to the supply and marketing cooperatives to exchange supplies for food coupons, and then went to buy things.

If she acted as a middleman to match the people in the courtyard with those in the countryside to do transactions without going through the supply and marketing cooperative, it would definitely be profitable.

However, Qin Huairu forgot one thing, this is called speculation, which is illegal.

She did what she said. The next day, Qin Huairu discussed her idea with Jia Zhang's mother and son. The mother and son were very happy and praised Qin Huairu for her ability.