Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 91, Jobs

At about five o'clock in the morning the next day, Yang Xiaole was woken up by the alarm clock.

After washing my face with some water, there was a space.

There was no one in the dark alley, and no one was riding a bicycle. He went straight out of the alley and walked towards the pigeon market not far away.

When I arrived at the place, it was very deserted inside.

Yang Xiaole knew what was going on after thinking about it for a while.

Now everything is collectively owned, and there are not many things to sell, so there will be fewer people.

After waiting for a while, there is no food, and the place is probably full again.

Don't care about these, just walked in.

There were not too many people, and the business of selling tickets was also very bleak. I squatted there and used cattail fans to drive away mosquitoes, and relieved the fever by the way.

Yang Xiaole covered his face in the future and went straight to the ticket seller.

"What tickets are there?"

The ticket seller glanced at him, "What kind of ticket do you want!"

"Meat stamps, food stamps, sugar stamps, soap, scented soap, washing powder, iron pot...give me some of them."

You still need to buy some tickets, in case you can use them when you are not eating in the space, you don’t need too many.

Others at least make up for what is not in the space.

The ticket seller's eyes lit up when he heard this, good guy, this is a big customer here!

In the past few days, there are fewer people selling things, and naturally there are a lot fewer people buying things. There is already a backlog of tickets!
He hurriedly started to rummage through the things in the bag with the help of the street lamp.

There was actually an iron pot ticket this time, and I accepted one.

Five catties for meat stamps, twenty catties for food stamps, three yuan for soap and scented soap,...  

Lin Lin always bought tickets worth 18 yuan, and he stopped.

After buying, put away the things, continue to hide in the alley and observe there, to see if there are any things that are not in the space.

After taking a look, it felt like there was nothing to buy.

But now he frowned.

Because of his physical condition, he had paid special attention to his surroundings when he came in.

It really made him discover something.

Not far away, two young men were there pretending to ask something, but their eyes looked towards him from time to time, as long as they looked around, the other party turned their heads away.

Seeing this scene, Yang Xiaole looked around, and seeing that there was nothing to buy, he went out of the alley and walked towards the alley he came to before.

When he was about to approach the alley, he glanced sideways.

Pretend to take something out of the flour bag in your hand.

Picking up the butcher's knife, he turned his head sharply, pointed at the two people behind him and shouted: "Tired of life, aren't you? If you don't want to open your eyes, just come and try."

While walking, while going back.

The two had been eyeing him before, and they wanted to see if they could get a little advantage because they were looking at each other's stature.

But seeing the other party take out the gleaming kitchen knife, both of them hesitated.

This thing is very sharp.

Although they also brought guys, but how could they bring such a long guy, they only brought two small knives, this comparison is a bit disadvantageous!

The two glanced at each other without speaking, and silently retreated back to the original road.

Moreover, seeing Yang Xiaole's movements, the two of them were also afraid that there would be people in the alley.

Seeing the people retreating, Yang Xiaole frowned, it seemed that her thoughts were right, the black market's small stature should be reduced.

It's not time for food shortage yet!

At that time, let alone stealing his things, it might even be possible to eat himself.

After retreating to the entrance of the alley, he unhurriedly glanced at the road before walking inside.

Released the bike and re-emerged from the other side.

There is not much time before dawn, so he has no intention of entering the space again.

Seeing that the breakfast shop not far away has opened.

He just didn't have breakfast, so he walked over directly.

This is a set of breakfast shops converted from inverted courtyard houses. There are five rooms in total, which are not too small.

There were three people inside who were or were busy.

There were already several people eating at the table.

Seeing him coming, the noodle maker smiled at him wearing an apron: "Little comrade, what do you want to eat?"

Yang Xiaole glanced around and said, "Give me a bowl of bean curd, two meat buns, and two pancakes."

"Hey, okay, sit inside. I'll be here in a while."

Yang Xiaole sat down, brought things up after a while, and collected money and tickets at the same time.

Fortunately, it is salty bean curd, which is too sweet to eat.

While eating, he was thinking about what happened in the pigeon market.

For the first time, he really thought about the future.

There is still such a long time before the re-opening, do you just use the space to eat and drink?

Then he must not be reconciled.

The purchases of major factories also cannot be completely assured. Do you sell the materials yourself and then find someone to do things for you?
If you think about it, it’s still not good, it’s not bad if you don’t punch out your own shit and then grab your own things.

I couldn't find any good method for a while.

Go back and think about it slowly, if it doesn't work, just bring your elder brother in.

While thinking, a voice of conversation came from the next table: "Hey, what do you say about your big girl?"

"Hey, don't mention it, Mr. Hu is too dark, asking for 400 is crazy!"

"Ah, so tall?"

"Yeah, I didn't expect it. Although it's a job in a non-staple food store, he doesn't think about it. How many years does Mrs. Hu Li have to live? I'll wait. With so much money, I'll give it to you." It’s better than this job to deliver some things from the street office, and you have to work as an apprentice for three years.”

Yang Xiaole looked back subconsciously.

Those who spoke were two middle-aged men in their forties, sucking fried liver and eating deep-fried dough sticks.

The breakfast chef next to him probably knew these people, and after hearing this, he continued: "As for Mr. Hu's temper, maybe he doesn't even look at it. Now the city is under construction everywhere, and people are recruiting everywhere. , Still biting the price is not loose!
Let me tell you, it's hard for us urbanites to find a job, so there's no need to spend so much money, and the job will be a little more comfortable. "

Hearing this, one person at the dining table replied, "Yes, I thought about it the same way."

Behind him, Yang Xiaole pondered over hearing this.

How to say this price!

say high?In fact, it is very high.

After Lao Maozi assisted in the construction, industries and industrial supporting facilities have blossomed almost everywhere across the country, and there is a great demand for labor.

Urban workers occupy the advantage of household registration, and basically have no problem working.

It's just good and bad.

And after all, it has only been a few years since liberation, and people's savings are not as strong as those in the 80s and [-]s.

Excluding the family's expenses, 400 yuan is not much for an ordinary worker's family to save so much cash.

Those who are capable don't care about this job.

And this price is basically unacceptable to any family in the countryside.

How much money it doesn't matter to him, it's just a matter of one or two pigs.Maybe try it.

After all, in order to take care of the old workers these days, relatives and friends can be allowed to do the work.

Thinking of this, he was going to inquire later.

But he was thinking about who to give it to, and if it was given to the eldest sister, it was not necessary for the time being, and he could find a way to get it for her in the future.

After all, it is still so small!
Then only for my wife.

And these days the household registration is with the mother, and the old lady came to the city, and their household registration can be obtained in the city in the future.

At least it's better than planing food in the soil!
I just don't know if my father knows what he thinks, he will be happy!Or should I punch him?

After all, husband and wife are separated!
No matter, let's talk about it in the city first.

As for Dad, we'll figure out a way later.

Thinking of this, he continued to listen to see if he could hear some useful information, especially the address.

How can he find it without an address.

But after listening for a long time, until the two left after eating, they didn't hear the reason.

At this time, the number of people in the breakfast shop gradually increased.

After Yang Xiaole finished his meal, he came to the breakfast master and asked: "Uncle, I want to ask, who is that Hu Laoyou you mentioned? Where does he live?"

Hearing this, the breakfast master paused and looked at him.

Then he smiled and said, "What's the matter? Are you also interested in that job?"

Yang Xiaole nodded straight to the point: "Well, my sister hasn't worked yet! I'll just ask. It's just that the price is too expensive. I want to see if it can be cheaper!"

"It's really too expensive, but I guess it's too expensive!"

After the man finished speaking, he said to him: "Then let's try it, it's right in front, in the courtyard of No. x Mutton Hutong."

As he spoke, he pointed to the alley in the distance.

"Hey, okay, thank you uncle!"

Yang Xiaole thanked her, pushed the cart and left.

I checked the time, and it was only past six o'clock, which should not be time for work.

He rode his bicycle in the direction of Mutton Alley.

Turned into the alley and found the location that the uncle said earlier.

He locked the car at the door and walked inside.

As soon as Yang Xiaole entered the compound, he was caught by an old man in the aisle: "Whose doll? What are you doing?"

The old man was chopping firewood by the wall in the courtyard.

Hearing the other party's words, Yang Xiaole stretched out his head to look, this is a quadrangle courtyard, that is, a large courtyard.

Then he smiled and said: "I'm looking for it, Hu...Uncle Hu!"

If others can call Hu Laogou, they should be calling him behind his back.

How could he call that directly.

The old man looked him up and down: "Why are you looking for him?"

While thinking, an aunt came out and saw the old man smiling and saying hello: "Uncle Hu, I'm busy!"

"Hey, I'm busy! Going to work!"

"Well, it's work, you are busy first, I will go first!"

He said hello and left.

After the people left, the old man looked at Yang Xiaole's strange eyes and asked nonchalantly, "Tell me, why are you looking for me? About work? Let your adults come over and ask. 400 yuan is not negotiable."

He piled the chopped firewood on the aisle, took some, and walked in towards the east wing.

Yang Xiaole naturally followed in.

There are three houses, with a lot of firewood piled up at the door, and the cook also built a shed outside.

And it seems that these three rooms belong to the old man's house.

There was a smell of Chinese medicine in the room.

The old man watched him come in and looked back at him: "Didn't I say, let your adults come over?"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole said directly: "Uncle Hu, I can make the decision. Can we talk about it? Besides, I have to find out the situation so I can go back and talk about it!"

"There's nothing to talk about, 400 yuan, it's a success, it's not a success."

Hearing the old man's words, Yang Xiaole frowned, and asked with restraint: "The money is fine, don't discuss it, I'll just ask a few questions."

The old man was working on a raw coal stove in the main room (not a portable stove, the kind installed in the house), and he paused when he heard this.

This is the first time I've heard someone say that money is no problem.

After thinking for a while, he nodded: "Okay, you can ask!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole said, "That's it. The first rural household registration is okay. The second is whether your children will come to trouble us. Just these two, if there is no problem, then that's fine."

Hearing this, Mr. Hu frowned.

"Who? How old?"

"My mother!"

Hearing this, Mr. Hu thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay, when the time comes, just say that she is my niece in the country, and just let her go to work."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "I have no children, no one will trouble you. Besides, if I have sons and daughters, even if they have jobs, you will not be able to support them."

Then continue to light the stove there.

Yang Xiaole said apologetically, "Sorry, I don't know about this."

The old man shook his head indifferently.

did not speak.

Yang Xiaole looked at him, thought of what the other party said just now, and asked curiously: "Uncle Hu, why did you just say... you can't stand it."

I'm not ashamed to poke someone's wound, but I understand what it means.

"You ask me, how do I know that this is the policy of the unit. If I have children, I can only let them work. Unless they have jobs."

After the old man finished speaking, he looked impatient: "Okay, that's all. If you don't understand anything else, let your adults come over."

Then he stood up and walked into the house.

Because there was a coughing sound in the room.

Yang Xiaole stood in the main room, although he was curious about the situation inside, but he didn't go to see it, and waited quietly outside.

After waiting for more than half an hour, someone in the courtyard had already left for work.

Only then did the old man pack up and wash his hands on the washbasin.

Seeing Yang Xiaole who hadn't left yet, he frowned: "Why haven't you left yet? Didn't you make it clear?"

Yang Xiaole didn't expect to succeed so easily, but he didn't have enough money.

Then he hurriedly asked; "Listen clearly, that, Uncle Hu, when can my mother come over to go through the formalities?"

The old man thought for a while: "Anyway, come here as soon as possible, it will take a while to go through the formalities. Just ask your production team to issue a certificate, but it's okay, I won't go through the formalities for you next time if you don't have money."

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole quickly agreed: "Okay, no problem, but you can't pay all the money at once, I will give half of it at that time, and I will give you the rest after the work is arranged. Anyway, I am not afraid of us. Ran."

The old man thought for a while when he heard the words, and finally nodded lightly: "Okay, but you have to send some money over later, otherwise if someone else comes, and it's not as troublesome as you, I have to give it to someone else!"

The corners of Yang Xiaole's mouth twitched when he heard this.

It's like I don't know anything!

But he still asked: "How much money is appropriate?"

The old man thought for a while and reported a number: "Thirty! If it can't be done, I will refund you."

"Okay, no problem, I'll give it to you right now, forget it this time, next time, you'll have to give me a receipt, otherwise I won't be able to figure it out."

Yang Xiaole took out three ten-yuan bills from his pocket and handed them to him.

The old man was surprised when he saw that he was able to spend 30 yuan. You must know that this is a huge sum of money!

But he doesn't care, whoever pays, he works for.

Yang Xiaole watched him take the money, and said hello with a smile: "That's the way to go, I will bring my mother over someday, or let her come to find you by herself, okay?"

"Okay! I see."

Seeing the old man waving his hand, Yang Xiaole said hello and left.

After Yang Xiaole came out, she thought about the house and asked about it again.

It came out after a while.

The answer I got was that after completing the formalities, I went to live in the housing management office run by the street.

(As for why it is renting a house instead of allotment, I will explain it in the author's words below, so I won't write it here.)
After coming out, Yang Xiaole was also happy for a while, she didn't expect it to be so simple.

But then he had another headache.

So much money, how do you explain it when you go back?

Hearing so much money, my old lady probably fainted from fright. I don't know if I have seen so much cash in my life.

After thinking about it, I had no choice but to not tell her.

Procrastinate, and tell her after all the procedures are completed, by then it will be done.

　Talk about a house.

　　There were several types of houses at that time.

　　One is the courtyard where ordinary people used to live, and this must belong to their own family.

　　The second type is that some middle-class wealthy people back then took out their houses and rented them out to the street office. This type of houses is the majority, about 120 million, not sets, of which 92 are for private use.Most of them are in the hands of the street office.

　　The third type of palace, the mansion of a famous minister, is generally used as an office, a school, etc., or partly as a dormitory for the employees of the unit.This kind of rent is not required.

　　The last one is newly built, and certainly no rent is required.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)