Soul of the Siheyuan: Zhuzi, I can still give birth

When Liu Haizhong heard that the man had a bicycle ticket, he was so happy that he almost jumped up.

"Where did you get your bicycle ticket?"

Liu Haizhong asked.

Although there are not many counterfeits in this era.

But not entirely.

It's never wrong to be careful.

It was obvious that the middle-aged man was here for the first time as well.

When he heard Liu Haizhong asking him, he answered honestly.

"I work at the welding factory. Last year, I received an award for outstanding employee, and the factory gave me this bicycle coupon as a reward."

"No one in my family knows how to ride it, so it's useless to keep it. I thought I could sell it for some money, so it would be more practical."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Liu Haizhong nodded and asked the middle-aged man to take out the bicycle ticket for a look.

After confirming it, Liu Haizhong was still not sure whether the bicycle ticket was authentic, but he felt it should be real.

So he asked.

"How much do you want to sell?"

The middle-aged man didn't know how much the ticket should be sold for. He just heard people say that this kind of bicycle ticket was in great demand.

The highest price is almost the price of a bicycle.

"One hundred twenty."

The middle-aged man blurted out.

"What, one hundred and twenty? You must be crazy about the money. Why don't you sell it for three hundred?"

Liu Haizhong thinks.

A bicycle only costs one hundred and seventy or eighteen yuan.

You want one hundred and twenty for one ticket.

Then if I buy a car, it will cost me almost three hundred dollars.

Middle-aged people also feel that the price is a bit high.

"It can be less. It depends on how much is appropriate for you."

The middle-aged man didn’t understand these things, so he asked Liu Haizhong to name a price.

Liu Haizhong also understood it at this time.

This guy was also selling things for the first time and didn’t know anything.

Although I don’t understand it, I am the buyer and have the initiative.

"Twenty dollars!"

Liu Haizhong quoted a minimum price.

Middle-aged people naturally won’t do that.

So the two of them started bargaining back and forth.

He Yuzhu was also in the black market and met an old farmer selling piglets.

Piglets are a rare commodity.

I don’t know what this old farmer was thinking, running to the city to sell piglets.

There were no pigpens in the city, let alone grass to feed the pigs.

There is not enough food for people, let alone for pigs.

Moreover, these livestock, such as cattle, horses, pigs, sheep, etc., are all collective property of the production team.

How could I sell it?

He Yuzhu asked the old farmer curiously.

"Fellow villager, why did you come here to buy piglets? These are the property of the production team. Besides, who in the city would buy piglets to raise?"

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, the old farmer also sighed.

"We are from a commune near Sijiu City. The commune agreed to sell the piglets so that we can exchange them for some industrial coupons."

After saying that, the old farmer took out a letter of introduction from the commune to prove the legitimacy of his piglets.

He Yuzhu looked at the letter of introduction and confirmed that it was authentic.

It just so happens that I also need to raise some pigs in the alien space to increase the variety of meat.

So I decided to buy these piglets.

There are six piglets in total, all black.

This kind of black pig is a local pig native to China.

The white pigs that became popular in later generations were all imported breeds from foreign countries.

The meat yield is high, the animals are ready for market quickly, and they are less likely to get sick, but the meat tastes poor.

Although this black domestic pig grows slowly, its meat tastes better.

"Were these all born from a pig?"

He Yuzhu plans to breed these pigs. If they are born from the same sow, they would be close relatives.

"No, they were born to three sows, and we picked one or two from each sow. It would be hard to explain to the higher-ups if we took six from the same pig pen."

He Yuzhu was very satisfied, as long as they were not close relatives.

"How to sell it."

He Yuzhu asked about the price.

"Do not sell!"

The old farmer's words shocked all the people doing business nearby.

If you don't want to sell anything, why bring it here? Isn't that causing trouble?

"Not selling? If you don't sell it, what are you going to do with it?"

He Yuzhu thought the old farmer was playing a trick on him, so he stood up and was about to leave.

"I'll exchange it for industrial coupons! Five industrial coupons will do."

The old farmer became anxious when he saw He Yuzhu was about to leave.

He's been here for a long time, but no one comes to ask about his piglets.

Finally someone has come, we can’t let him go.

Industrial bonds are also in great demand in this era.

After all, the country's industry at that time was quite backward, and its production capacity was limited, and many things were in short supply.

Even if you want to buy the right battery, you have to use industrial coupons.

Not to mention kettle, towels, soap and so on.

He Yuzhu did have industrial coupons, only five, which he exchanged for six piglets.

The old farmer thanked the businessman profusely, collected the industrial coupons, and left.

He Yuzhu, holding the cage, found a secluded place and threw the piglets into the space where the pigpen had already been built.

Liu Haizhong and the middle-aged man argued for a long time, and the price was settled at 65 yuan.

Liu Haizhong still wanted to press down.

The middle-aged man held on to forty-five and refused to let go.

Liu Haizhong pretended not to sell and was about to leave.

According to normal people's thinking.

In order to sell bicycle tickets, he would definitely be stopped.

Then go back and buy things at a low price.

But this middle-aged man did not play by the rules. He only shouted after Liu Haizhong had walked a long way away.

But Liu Haizhong pretended not to hear.

He wanted to whet the other party's appetite, so he would go for a look around and then come back. Maybe he could get it for 40 dollars.

I saw Liu Haizhong leaving.

Middle-aged people also feel a little regretful.

I regret that I should have sold it when it was only forty-five dollars.

He Yuzhu came over at this time.

When I learned that the middle-aged man had bicycle tickets to sell, I asked the price.

The middle-aged man was afraid that He Yuzhu would be scared away again, so he said forty-five yuan.

He Yuzhu thought he had heard it wrong.

Aren’t bicycle tickets said to be expensive? How come they are only forty-five yuan?

In fact, these 45 yuan are already the salary that most workers cannot earn in a month.

The middle-aged man took out the bicycle ticket and asked He Yuzhu to look at it.

He Yuzhu already had a bicycle ticket in his hand, and he looked at the one in the middle-aged man's hand and confirmed that it was real.

I thought I had found a treasure.

Without bargaining, he took out forty-five yuan and bought the bicycle ticket.

Both parties were satisfied and left.

Liu Haizhong took a walk around and quickly returned to find the middle-aged man to buy a bicycle ticket.

When he came back, the middle-aged man was gone.

He was anxious and asked around.

A kind-hearted person nearby said.

"The bike tickets have all been sold, and the person who bought them just left. So, that person bought them."

The man pointed at He Yuzhu who was buying seeds not far away.

Liu Haizhong looked over.

"Stupid column!"

When Liu Haizhong saw that it was Sha Zhu who bought his bicycle ticket, he was furious.

How dare you snatch the bicycle ticket that I have my eyes on?

So I walked over.

Just as he was about to pull He Yuzhu away, someone suddenly shouted.

"Run, the red armbands are coming."

This howl.

The entire black market was in chaos and everyone was running.

Liu Haizhong didn't dare to look for He Yuzhu and ran out with his head covered.

By the time Liu Haizhong returned to the steel mill in a panic, it was already dawn.

Liu Haizhong had to go to work today, so after escaping, he went straight to work at the steel rolling mill.

He went to the third canteen on the way, but He Yuzhu didn't come in the morning and asked for leave.

"You bastard, I'll go back to the courtyard and wait for you. How dare you cut my beard?"

Liu Haizhong went back to the workshop angrily.

At this time, Qin Huairu had already returned to Qinjia Village.

He was holding some cakes or something in his hands.

It's rare for me to go home, so I always have to bring something with me.

I am a city dweller now.

"Hey, Huairu is back. What a rare visitor. You haven't been back for several years."

An old lady carrying a hoe met Qin Huairu who was returning to the village and greeted her warmly.

The news of Jia Dongxu's death has spread in Qinjia Village.

And Qin Huairu doesn't seem to be having a good time now.

"Yes, Aunt Yang, do you want to live better?"

Just after greeting Aunt Yang, another villager greeted Qin Huairu.

"Huai Ru, your husband died. Did the factory pay any compensation? A relative of mine worked in the meat processing factory and also died. I paid 500 yuan to his family."

"Yes, Huairu, Qin Laizi delivered food to your steel mill some time ago. I heard from people in your factory that your man was killed by someone who stole something."

"Killed by someone who stole something? Then there's no compensation. If he wasn't dead, he would still be arrested and sent to a labor camp."

Qin Huairu blushed when she heard the villagers' words.

"Everyone, please stop talking nonsense. My Dongxu went to the warehouse to get something, and the shelf collapsed and he was crushed to death. Please stop talking nonsense."

After forcing an explanation, Qin Huairu ran home crawling.

Just got home.

I met a family who had just returned from the fields.

See Qin Huairu come back.

Qin's father looked displeased. He threw down his hoe and went back to the house.

Mother Qin pulled Qin Huairu, who looked embarrassed, and said.

"You must have heard about what the villagers are saying. You used to be the pride of our family, but now... Hey!!"

The younger brothers and sisters ignored their sister and went back to their rooms.

Qin Huairu hurried back to the house because the villagers all gathered around to watch the fun.

In this day and age, stealing is considered shameful.

Qin Huairu came to her father.

"Dad, don't listen to what others say. Our Dongxu died in a work accident, and the factory paid him compensation. Look, I even brought some back for you."

Qin Huairu took out fifty yuan and put it on the table.

The villagers who were watching all let out "wow wow" sounds.

Fifty yuan, a countryman earns a year's work points, and the whole family can save less than twenty yuan a year.

The villagers started talking one after another.

Everyone says Qin Laizi talks nonsense.

If there is no compensation pension, then the full fifty dollars can be taken out at any time.

I saw a wad of money on the table and heard the villagers talking about the change in the wind.

Qin's father's attitude improved a little.

"What's the matter with you coming back this time?"

Father Qin asked Qin Huairu.

The Qin family thought their daughter was dead because she hadn't come back for several years.

"Dad, I came back this time to see you. I also have three children, and Dongxu is dead."

"Now I've taken over Dongxu's shift and am also a worker, so I have even less time to come back."

"I know I'm unfilial, but there's nothing I can do. I'm an orphan and a widow, and it's hard for me to survive!"