Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 57 Big Business

"Uncle Yu!" Li Weidong stared wide-eyed.

That's right, this person is the great scientist, rocket fuel expert, and proficient in Mongolian—Comrade Aixinjueluo Kuang.

"You are?" Uncle Yu knew that he had met an acquaintance, so his stiff body relaxed.

Li Weidong remembered that his face was still wrapped in a scarf.

He hurriedly reached out and pulled it off, and shone his face with the flashlight.

"Me! Yu Li's man."

"You are Weidong?" After Uncle Yu recognized Li Weidong, instead of relaxing, he became even more nervous, and subconsciously took two steps back.

There is no way, that thing is too scary, it can almost be wrapped around the waist and used as a belt.

After returning from Tsinghua Pool, he had nightmares for several nights in a row.

"What are you doing at my door so early? Where's Yu Li?"

"You live here?"

"This is my home, an ancestral house that has been passed down for several generations. I don't live here, where do I live?"

"..." Li Weidong.

"Go, sit at home!"

When he met his niece and son-in-law, Uncle Yu didn't bother to wash his hair with soup.

Pulling Li Weidong into the yard, I want him to choose a pair of fans as a wedding gift.

He watched Yu Li grow up, just like his own daughter.

Uncle Yu's courtyard is even more exquisite than the courtyard of a Tazi official.

There are tile-roofed houses with green bricks to the top and ridges. There should be more than a dozen large and small houses in total.

The brick-paved corridor connects the doors of various rooms.

The courtyard is divided into inner and outer courtyards, separated by a courtyard wall covered with dry creepers.

There are wintersweet trees planted in the flower beds in the outer courtyard, and the dry branches and the brightly blooming plum blossoms form an interesting contrast.

"You just said that a ticket dealer came into the yard, are you waiting for the ticket dealer?"

"It's a fat man with natural curly hair. By the way, uncle, how many families live in this big yard?"

".As far as I am old in Yu's family, the ticket dealer may be my second son, Yu Er."

".That's how he introduced himself."

Li Weidong called him a good guy in his heart.

Uncle Yu's son turned out to be a ticket dealer!

This is a ripe melon.

"Hey, the family is not happy. That kid was dishonest when he was young. If he was not willing to work as a worker in the factory, he became a ticket dealer." Uncle Yu mentioned Yu Fatty with a look of disgust on his face.

Thinking that he is old in the family and also a royal relative, why did he become such a prodigal son.

"Well, where the loess doesn't bury people. I think the fat man's job is pretty good. He not only earns money, but also solves the difficulties for the masses. Think about it, there is no fat man in the middle, and some people can't exchange tickets. You might be hungry." Li Weidong said.

".You say that, but that's the reason."

While talking, Li Weidong followed Uncle Yu through the Crescent Gate to the backyard.

He stopped and looked around, but he didn't see the fat man.

"Come on, don't care about that bastard, it's just a few tickets. If I meet him, I'll ask for it for you."

The two were about to enter the spacious main room in the middle.

Fatty Yu came out from the wing room with the black leather bag in his arms.

He looked at Li Weidong, then at Uncle Yu, his chubby face was full of confusion.

In the end what happened?In the end what happened?
Am I missing something?
The old man finally came to his senses and decided to change his job as a ticket dealer?
Then you can't steal my guests!

Two 10 minutes later.

Li Weidong left Uncle Yu's house with a pair of black fans sprinkled with gold and a thick stack of tickets.

Behind him, Yu Er was crying.

Xiaopang's facial features were wrinkled together, and he was moaning and sighing all the way.

The old man is not in charge of the family and doesn't know how expensive firewood is, so many tickets are worth at least a few dozen yuan, so he will give it away if he says it.

What made Fatty Yu even more heartbroken was that he still couldn't say a word 'no'.

It's just because the lucky guy in front of him is Yu Li's husband, that is, Yu Fatty's cousin-in-law.

They are all a family, and you still need money.

Is it plausible?Is it plausible?Is it plausible?
Of course Li Weidong would not let Fatty Yu suffer.

When he reached the gate, he stopped and took out ten big black ten from his pocket and handed them over.

"Brother Yu, I don't know how much those coupons are worth, here is 100 yuan, you take it."

"It's all from my own family, what money do you want! Isn't this slapping me in the face of Lao Yu's family? Coupons are nothing."

Yu Er stared at the ticket and kept swallowing, but waved his hands again and again.

Li Weidong directly stuffed the money into his padded jacket pocket, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Just take it, I think the old man's expenses are not small, and it is really not easy for you to support it alone."

Just now, after a few simple chats in the main room, Li Weidong got out the details of Uncle Yu's house.

Uncle Yu's ancestors did take advantage of a lot of wealth.

However, after years of war and chaos, most of the real gold and silver were consumed.

There are still many antiques and antiques in the mansion, but Uncle Yu is reluctant to sell them.

On the one hand, antiques cannot be bought at a price, and a porcelain vase from the Ming Dynasty can only be sold for less than 100 yuan;

On the other hand, Uncle Yu believes that selling his ancestral property is an unworthy descendant and a prodigal son.

There are still three thousand nails in the broken boat. If you are more thrifty, the Yu family can live on.

However, my uncle is a master who has a wide range of hobbies and likes to spend money.

A lot of large intestines a day, most people dare not even think about it.

He said that it is true that he is good at learning, funny and singing, but these hobbies are not bad if they are not caught in the first year, so how dare they go on stage.

That is to say, to perform in the park for old men and old ladies, just for fun.

The days at home are not as good as each day.

More than ten years ago, Yu Li's parents still helped them a lot.

Later Yu Fatty grew up.

He has a quick mind, dares to think and do, and he grew up in an alley since he was a child.

In the beginning, I collected extra coupons from neighbors and went to the pigeon market to earn the difference.

Afterwards, mobilizing those small groups, using various connections to sell tickets, they gradually became big ticket dealers in Pigeon Market.

With income, life at home will improve, and Uncle Yu can gallop all the way in various hobbies.

"Then I'll keep it, it's just so embarrassing. If Yu Li finds out, she will definitely blame me. It hurts for that girl to screw someone up." Seeing that Li Weidong was sincere, Fatty Yu stopped evading.

His old man said that Li Weidong was the driver.

Drivers make money with that thing, and they can earn dozens of dollars for a long-distance trip.

……

With a layer of kinship, Li Weidong stopped hiding it and directly pointed out his purpose.

"This ticket is nothing, but there is a big business, do you want to do it?"

"Big business?" Yu Er clutched his pocket with a surprised expression.

Li Weidong didn't answer immediately, he gave Yu Er a cigarette, and then lit one himself.

Taking a deep breath, he exhaled a puff of smoke slowly, and said, "You just said that you are very familiar with the pigeon market, is it true?"

"Shout, Daqianmen, my brother-in-law is doing well!" Fatty Yu smoked a cigarette, patted his chest and said, "Of course, there is no one in the Pigeon Market in Sijiu City that I am not familiar with, so just take these cloth tickets For example, I got it from a section chief in a textile factory. You know how scarce these things are."

"What business?" Fatty Yu asked impatiently.

Ticket dealers sound majestic, but they are actually low-profit and risky jobs.

Now that he heard that there was a big business, he couldn't let it go.

Li Weidong still didn't tell him, but just asked lightly: "How many reliable people do you have?"

"Three or four, they are all my little brothers and brothers, the kind that can be handled by the police." Fatty Yu heard that he still needs manpower, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

"What's your name?" Li Weidong said.

Fatty Yu now understood that this niece and son-in-law really wanted to do big business.

That’s right, it’s sincerity that someone gave him 80 yuan for a ticket that was obviously worth less than 100 yuan.

"Pengzi, Luanzi, Leizi, Fengzi, Yunda, by the way, and Lao He." He hesitated for a moment, but still introduced all his brothers.

Until the end, Li Weidong didn't tell Fatty Yu what the big business was.

Yu Fatty may be reliable, but his childhood friends may not be.

Still need to find a way to investigate clearly.

Fatty Yu was not angry, but felt that Li Weidong's so-called big business was more reliable.

In this line of work, only prudent people can live for a long time.

(End of this chapter)