Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 164, How many millions of dollars have been missed!
Only then did the old man come to his senses, where did this kid get his blood?

I wondered for a while, and finally couldn't figure it out, so I'll ask him another day.

Yang Xiaole left the old man's house, thinking in his heart that he still had to get something for the old man, how could he do with just two bottles of wine!

It seems that I am not sensible!

Then he went to Hua's house, planning to ask Su Ling to see if she knew what the old man liked.

He only knows the old man's good wine and pork head meat, but he really doesn't know about the rest.

But when I came to the place, I saw that the door was locked.

Only then did I remember that today is the time for work, and Hua Yourong is also going to school.

In the end, I just had to go back.

But when it comes to wine, it reminds him of Moutai.

This thing has currency attributes in future generations.

Although the famous wines of later generations are all financial attributes, and the prices are a bit inflated, but I have to admit that the taste of this Maotai wine is really good.

Of course, there are many wines that are even better than Moutai.

According to personal preference.

But this is also the reason for his short experience in the previous life. He never drank any good wine, but once he drank someone else's Moutai, he was astonished as a heavenly man.

Shame!
But in later generations, Moutai also has social attributes.

I thought it was time to collect some Moutai.

It's just that there are only a few big shopping malls selling them on the market now, and other hotels don't sell them at all.

The price is not expensive, 2 yuan 7 cents 9.
But you need a ticket.

Now in order to earn foreign exchange through export, most of Moutai is used for export.

Only a small amount is used for high-end restaurants, restaurants, or to entertain foreign guests and important figures, and the remaining few are given to some high-ranking officials.

What is required is a Class A liquor ticket.

There are almost no wine tickets for Moutai on the market.

However, foreign exchange shops don't need a ticket. After all, it is originally for export to earn foreign exchange, and it only costs five or six yuan a bottle.

You have to save a little.

It's good to go out to save face!
Think about it when you get rich in the future, if you don't even have some old wine for a banquet, how embarrassing it will be!

Ah, the damned vanity.

But Su Ling was not at home at this time, and he didn't have many remittance vouchers, so he didn't bother to get them.

Strolling back to the old man's compound again, he went straight in.

Seeing him coming back, the old man was surprised for a while: "What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Oh, old man, I'm an apprentice, and you didn't give any red envelopes!"

Yang Xiaole said something foolishly.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched.

Seeing the old man's frantic expression, Yang Xiaole hurriedly said: "Hey, hey, Master, I'm just joking with you! No one wants a red envelope, by the way, you always help me get some overseas remittance coupons, I'm useful, it's okay to have more, I'm useful. Please, Master."

The old man took a deep breath and ignored him.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled and said, "Then I'll take it as your agreement! I'll go first."

After speaking, he left with a smile.

After coming out, he rode his bicycle and headed in the direction of home.

School matters still need to be dealt with.

When he came to the school, he explained his purpose, and the other party let him in.

The school is very small, just a three-story building. There is a red flag and a small amount of greenery in the middle of a large courtyard at the entrance, and there are a few low old tile-roofed houses on the side.

When I came to the stairs on the third floor, I was about to go to the principal's office, and the get out of class bell rang.

I saw a lot of people coming out.

"Yang Xiaole?"

A familiar voice came from behind.

Yang Xiaole looked back: "Teacher Fang! Is this the end of get out of class?"

The other party was Mr. Fang Guoping, who was on the opposite side of the compound.

He was not surprised to meet him here. After all, he had known for a long time that the other party taught elementary school, and if he could live in their compound, it must be a school in their area.

The other party held the book and nodded: "Well, just after class, why are you here?"

After thinking about it for a while, I came back to my senses: "Oh, I see, you are here to transfer schools, right?"

"Ang, that's right! If you don't know the situation, come here and ask."

After Yang Xiaole asked what came to his mind, he asked him, "By the way, Mr. Fang, how many people are there in one grade in our school. Which class do you teach?"

"Oh, our school has not been built for many years. Now there are only three classes in a grade. I am the head teacher of Class [-]."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded slightly.

If he comes, there is at least a one-third possibility that he will be assigned to the opponent's class.

But he skipped a grade when he was going back to school to get his certificate.

Then he smiled and said, "Alright then, Mr. Fang, you are busy. I'll go to the principal's office first."

"Hey, okay, then you can be busy, I'm leaving first!"

After speaking, the other party said hello and left.

Seeing him go, Yang Xiaole went straight to the principal's office.

The other party learned of his purpose and told him that he could transfer directly with the household registration book and the original school certificate.

Hearing that it was so simple, Yang Xiaole thanked her with a smile and left.

When he came back, he just happened to look at the triumphant Yang Guangzhi.

The other party had just arrived at the gate of the compound.

Seeing him, Yang Guangzhi looked at the bicycle and asked, "Did you borrow the bicycle again?"

He thought Yang Xiaole borrowed Hua's car!
"Ang! I borrowed it."

Yang Xiaole looked at him empty-handed after finishing speaking, and had an ominous premonition: "Father, did you go out with your things in the morning?"

"Yes! I went out with my things."

Yang Guangzhi smiled triumphantly.

Looking at his expression, Yang Xiaole felt that this ominous premonition became stronger.

"What about that thing?"

Hearing his question, Yang Guangzhi patted his pocket and said with a smile, "Go back and talk!"

After speaking, he left with a smile.

Seeing his actions, Yang Xiaole thought in his heart that he was done for, his father really sold him out.

I could only push the car into the compound.

"Aunt Wang, Aunt Zhao, Aunt Shen... are washing the vegetables!"

"Ang, Xiao Le is back! Hey, where did you get the bicycle!"

Aunt Wang responded with a smile.

Seeing the bicycle, I was naturally surprised and asked.

You know, the entire compound, only his house and Mr. Fang's house have bicycles, and none of the other bicycles!

"Oh, I borrowed an old car from a relative and rode it for a few days."

Hearing his words, and looking at the dilapidated bicycle, he just let out a light oh.

Old cars are not unsold, and the prices are much cheaper.

But many ordinary people feel that after spending so much money, they might as well buy a new car.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled: "Then you are busy first, I will go home first."

"Hey, okay, let's go back."

Then the two went back with a smile.

"Father, why don't you say hello when we meet! We will live together from now on!"

Yang Guangzhi felt a little embarrassed.

When I got home, I opened the bamboo curtain and went in. It was much warmer inside instantly.

Taking off the hat, Yang Xiaole asked Yang Guangzhi, "Father, tell me what's going on!"

Yang Guangzhi glanced out with a smile, and then said with a mysterious expression, "How much do you think I sold it for?"

"400?"

"Hey, by the way, I went to the Liulichang you mentioned, and asked the store you mentioned there, but I couldn't sell it at a good price. There is no junk picker here, so they pulled me out. The other party has been torturing me for a long time. Didn't you say that you can't sell it without 400? I just kept biting the 400 and never let go."

Yang Guangzhi said proudly, and finally said: "Hey, that man actually bought it."

In fact, Yang Xiaole was too lazy to listen to the previous words.

have to.

Really let him sell it!
But think about it, this is also my own negligence, I feel that no one will pay such a high price, and it is also to make my father trust me.

Only let him go out alone to ask the price.

Unexpectedly, it was actually sold.

Forget it, let’s sell it, what else can we do!

I can only wait and see later, to see if there is a chance to find something good again.

Fortunately, they were picking up junk, at least not foreign devils.

If it was sold to foreign devils, then he would feel even more distressed.

"Xiao Le, where did you come from? You can earn 390 for just one thing, which is not bad! What's the salary of a regular worker for a year!"

Yang Guangzhi was still feeling happy and surprised!

Yang Xiaole warmed up by the fire, and said to him: "Hey, don't think too much, you only get one of these kind of good things in a few months. It's good for you, maybe you lost a few hundred million."

This money is what he occasionally takes out to fill the family.

I'm really going to take this as a business!
But at this time, he has already decided that if there are good things in the future, he can't let his father sell them alone if he is killed.

"How many? What billion?"

Yang Guangzhi didn't understand what it meant.

Hearing his father's doubts, Yang Xiaole remembered how many tens of millions are used by ordinary people nowadays.

Just like the big ceremony back then.

When talking about the population, that is 4 million compatriots.

Then he waved his hand: "It's nothing, just pretend that I didn't say anything, the money is collected, don't be reluctant to use it!"

At this time, Yang Guangzhi calculated silently in his heart, and the family now had a huge sum of 700 yuan.

This is something I didn't even dare to think about before!
Seeing Yang Guangzhi's happy expression, Yang Xiaole also reminded: "Father, all the family's money is used in secret. If you have delicious food, eat more. For clothes, just buy clothes according to the normal cloth ticket. Don't dress too well."

Such consumables to eat, how can you treat yourself badly if you have money!

Just keep it out of sight.

Yang Guangzhi also understood the reason that the beak rots first, so he nodded.

Then he said: "Go to your uncle's place to have a look at night, your aunt is pregnant, and we have all come to the city, so we have to go and have a look!"

Yang Xiaole was surprised: "When did it happen?"

"Oh, your uncle sent a telegram to your grandfather to announce the good news, but I forgot to tell you."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole thought about it for a while, and finally nodded, she really should take a look, not because she was pregnant.

It's because the whole family is in town.

Sooner or later it will be revealed.

Then I thought for a while and said: "I think it's better not to worry! Eldest brother and mother will not go to work on Sunday. Our family will go there, and it will be convenient for women and women to talk to each other when there is mother. Also, tell the truth about your work, but don't say that you have paid back the money! At that time, uncle will talk about me again. If he talks about me again, I won't go to his house!"

He is always said to be annoying, so it's better to go less.

It's not that he doesn't recognize this relative, just treat him as an unpopular bum, anyway, he doesn't care.

The roots are right and the seedlings are red.

When Yang Guangzhi heard this, he thought about it for a while, and it seemed he was right!

"Okay then, when your mother comes back, let's discuss it."

After speaking, he got up and left, returned to the house, put down the money, and then went out happily.

Turn the sweet potatoes over.

Now that the temperature is low, it is actually not suitable for drying sweet potatoes. They are frozen hard, and the drying must be very slow.

"Hey, brother, take us to play in the afternoon! They are all in school, and no one will play with us."

Yang Xiaole glanced at him and knocked on the table: "The school affairs have been contacted. We have missed too much at school. During this period of time, we must make up for the missing lessons. I must make up for the missing lessons before the school starts next year."

"Ah! I still have to learn!"

Xizi looked hopeless.

After finally not having to go to school, I still have to study.

Yang Xiaole patted the table, pointed to the little girl who was seriously copying pinyin and said:
"You still have the guts to say it. Look at my little sister, she knows how to do homework there, and if you look at you, she knows how to play. Or don't go to school. From now on, I will wash clothes and cook at home every day. When I reach the age, I will send you to work in the factory."

But it's not right to think about it.

Now the working class is the big brother, and it is an honor to work in a factory.

Immediately changed his words: "As long as you are like this, the factory probably doesn't want you. When the time comes, let Dad find you a dung collector, and you can follow behind to dig out the dung."

Hearing this, Xizi curled her lips, pretended to take out the book, and sat next to the little girl.

"Move to the side...!"

Xizi yelled at Xiaoli, because it was near the stove.

But seeing Yang Xiaole's eyes, he ran to the opposite side again.

I can't afford to offend, and I can't afford to hide!

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole was satisfied.

As a latecomer, he didn't have any patriarchal thoughts, so it just depends on who is obedient.

I used to be in poor health, and I didn't go to school for three days at home. He watched Xiaoli grow up, and she has been good since she was a child.

Why not let him like it.

It's not that he hates Xizi, but that he should change his mind when dealing with boys.

Seeing that it was almost time for lunch, Yang Xiaole thought for a while and sighed, let's cook by himself.

If I wait for my father to make it, it will probably be steamed sweet potatoes again.

I got up and went to the noodle tank in the back room, took a basin and made a lot of cornmeal, and mixed some white flour.

Start to make faces.

Next time I have to make it in advance, or at least ferment it, so that the taste will be better.

The unfermented buns are too hard to make, so I took the pot and put corn cakes directly on the side of the pot.

Naihe has only seen it but never made it, and the ones that are made come in various shapes.

But the taste is quite fragrant.

Because he made it very thin and crisp.

The two little guys were full when Wang Qiuju came back, and the pancakes made by Yang Xiaole were getting more and more regular.

When the old lady came back, she saw that he had made so many pancakes, so she didn't say anything.

With fried Chinese cabbage, several people ate it there.

By the way, Yang Guangzhi told about his visit to his uncle.

Wang Qiuju thought for a while, "Well, what Xiao Le said is right, I still have to explain it clearly, I guess the elder brother will blame you less!"

Yang Guangzhi also nodded: "Well, that's fine, when the time comes, our family will go over, let's talk about it, anyway, we have all come to the city."

After lunch, a few people chatted there for a while.

When he learned that Yang Guangzhi sold the vase for 400 yuan, he was naturally happy for a while.

He didn't notice Yang Xiaole who was beside him with a resentful expression.

Come on, as long as you are happy.

Isn't the original intention of doing this just for this?

Why think so much!

In those few years, how many of these things have been smashed, many of which are first-class cultural relics, and it is also difficult to avoid such a fate for national treasures.

Back then it was really worthless.

how to say!

As the old saying goes, gold in troubled times, antiques in prosperous times.

When antiques are worthless, they will also reflect the current situation at that time.

While thinking, Wang Qiuju frowns for a while: "By the way, let me tell you something, I can come back early to cook for you in the evening, but I have to go to school after cooking."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole almost spit out the food in his mouth.

He smiled and said, "Mother, you are so old, what school did you study?"

Wang Qiuju sighed: "Today's business system exam, I failed in literacy, arithmetic, and dialing abacus beads. From now on, I will leave work on time and go to, what is it called, XC District... to attend classes at the spare time school for commercial workers. If I fail within a year, I will lose the chance of becoming a full-time employee by then."

After hearing this, Yang Xiaole understood what was going on.

The whole country is literacy, and the business system is an important position, and it can be understood.

"When do you go? How are the class hours arranged? Where are you?"

"I'm going there tomorrow, so I don't know where I'm going. I'll ask when the time comes, and they said it's not far away. It's only three miles away. Classes start on time at six o'clock, and school ends at eight o'clock. There's exactly one hour in the middle, so I'll come back and cook for you."

After speaking, he sighed: "In the production team, I thought I had escaped! I didn't expect to be able to read and write here."

Yang Xiaole smiled indifferently.

"It's okay. If you don't understand something, just ask me when you come back. I happened to be teaching with my little sister. I'll go out and buy some comparison paper for you to use. But I don't know how to use abacus beads! You have to learn from the teacher yourself."

Wang Qiuju felt relieved when she heard this.

I just don't know if I can learn or not.

Yang Guangzhi didn't say anything when he heard what the two said. At this time, he was also worried that if he became a waiter, he seemed to have to learn these things!

But he thinks he is a little more literate than his wife.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole explained his situation, starting tomorrow morning, he had to get up early to practice martial arts for Master Suo.

Wang Qiuju frowned when she heard this: "What are you doing nonsense? What kind of martial arts are you free to practice?"

"Hey, if someone bullies me in the future, then I can still be beaten. There are so many people in this city. Look at those half-children who don't go to school and have no job. They are like bums every day. They are not easy to get along with. Besides, haven't I always been in poor health? Practice martial arts and exercise your body."

The elder brother next to him rolled his eyes when he heard this.

You are still in poor health!
Run the train with your mouth full every day.

But he didn't break him down either.

Wang Qiuju thought of her son's previous body, and finally nodded: "Okay, pay attention to yourself, don't run around if you have nothing to do, do you hear me?"

"Know it!"

Yang Xiaole smiled and agreed.

After lunch, my mother cleaned the dishes and went to work. My elder brother had already left early.

I didn't have much to do at home in the afternoon, so I slipped out after saying hello.

Now that we've moved into the city, it's time to develop our team of younger brothers.

Lin Junsheng and Lin Junhu are naturally the first batch.

Riding a bicycle came to Bingmasi Hutong.

It's still early for school, and now the kids are playing around in the compound!

"Uncle Mouse!"

The people in the courtyard naturally saw him and hurriedly shouted.

"Big dragon, little tiger, Huahua..."

Yang Xiaole greeted with a smile.

At this time, Lin Kun and others who heard the movement also came out with a smile.

"Brother Lin! What a coincidence, are you back for lunch?"

After speaking, he walked towards Lin Kun's house.

I rarely meet them eating at home at noon. They usually go out to eat with dry food and come back at night.

I just happened to inquire about Suo Ye's preferences and give him something.

"sister in law!"

He smiled and greeted Song Qiaolan next to him.

Lin Kun thought he was here to deliver the meat, and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm so busy today that it's time for dinner, so I'm back. Come in."

After speaking, he brought him in.

"Do you want to eat something?"

"No, I came here to eat." Yang Xiaole was polite, and then asked: "Brother Lin, you can eat, I came here to ask you a few things."

I heard that they are not here to deliver meat.

Lin Kun was a little disappointed. After all, he had been eating big fish and meat for more than two months, and this month has already stopped, and the family has no more meat.

But still acceptable.

Much better than before.

"It's okay, you say it!"

And Song Qiaolan habitually went to the back room with her rice bowl, and she didn't know what the rules were.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole didn't say anything, and asked him: "Brother Lin, do you know what kind of wine Master Suo usually likes to drink with? And what do you like to eat, snacks and so on."

He didn't talk about the fact that he was accepted by Lord Suo.

Now discuss each one.

As for knowing later, let’s talk about the future.

Lin Kun thought for a while and said, "Oh, the old man likes a drink of Niulanshan and Shanxi Huanggaibofen. My master will give these two wines to the old man every year. What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing, I'll just ask, what about the food?"

"For food, he likes Dashilan stewed Zhang's mouth. Pork heads are also fine. The dim sum is our old B Jing's Jingba piece. You must have fried peanuts with wine, and the others don't seem to be particular about it."

Lin Kun held his job bowl and told him about the situation.

Yang Xiaole nodded, it seems that he bought the right wine.

Then just get some Zhugongzui and Jingbapieces.

Beijing eight pieces are eight kinds of dim sum, and the price is not cheap. The ones in bamboo food boxes cost two or three yuan a piece.

The one without the food box is a little cheaper.

This is a high-priced snack, and there is no ticket yet.

It's all easy to do.

Then he came back to his senses and asked: "Okay, thank you Brother Lin, by the way, Brother Lin, I have something to ask you, I heard from Dalong that after finishing junior high school, are you going to let him go to high school?"

Lin Kun nodded: "Well, I'm not going to let him go. With his grades, I don't know whether he can go to high school. Even if he can't go to university after high school, he will come out. It's better to come out earlier and run with us first. I plan to let him come out at the beginning of the year."

Yang Xiaole pondered for a moment, "Is it so early? I'm only half a year away from graduating. Don't you wait to get a diploma?"

"Why do you want that thing? We rely on strength to pull the scooter. After all these years of schooling, we have learned enough words, and it is not a problem to settle accounts. That's enough."

Lin Kun said indifferently.

It's not that he doesn't want people to study, the grades are too bad, it's useless to study, it's better to come out to work and make money earlier.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole nodded.

In this case, he can feel at ease.

Persuading people not to study is a bit immoral, and he still can't do this kind of thing.

Since they are the ones who don't study, he has nothing to do with it.

I was going to discuss it with him, but I still didn't say it in the end. When the time comes, the two of us will go to work, so let's talk about it!
At that time, I will set a high price for myself.

Should be no big problem.

In his thoughts, Lin Kun asked him: "By the way, is there still nothing this time?"

Yang Xiaole came back to his senses and hesitated for a while.

In the end, he shook his head: "Not for the time being. Now that the control is strict, things have been made out, but it will take a while."

(End of this chapter)