The train driver in the courtyard

Chapter 192

Rest today.

Had breakfast.

Zhang Yazhi went to the court to sue for divorce.

Because Liu Changyi has already been arrested, the divorce procedures are estimated to be completed soon.

Li Aiguo rode on his bicycle and walked around the alley to Wang Dakui's shack.

"stop!"

As soon as he reached the door, the little black egg rushed out from behind the house.

Holding a red-tasseled gun with a vigilant expression.

His petite appearance is just like Wang Erxiao in the Chinese textbook.

After seeing clearly that it was Li Aiguo, Little Heidan quickly put down the red-tasseled spear and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"It's Patriotic Brother."

"Heidan, what are you doing hiding here so early in the morning?"

Li Aiguo took out a piece of white rabbit toffee and handed it to him.

Little Heidan's eyes lit up, he took the toffee, stuffed it into his mouth, and his cheeks puffed up: "Watch out, Brother Da Kui and the others just came back, sleeping in the house, I'm in charge of the watch."

Good guy, it's really Wang Erxiao.

At this time, Wang Dakui heard the voice, opened the door and came out.

"Brother Aiguo is here, come in quickly." He was sleepy, yawning, with a tired look on his face that hadn't slept all night.

Seeing the doubts on Li Aiguo's face, Wang Dakui explained: "I had dinner with you and Sister Zhang last night, and I wasted a little time. The goods in Jincheng were not delivered until midnight."

Li Aiguo entered the house and took a look.

The hundreds of catties of rice, apples, and twists that were obtained from Jincheng were all gone, only a few empty sacks remained.

This kind of business is about fast in and fast out.

The materials are transported and distributed as soon as possible, which can not only pay back the cost quickly, but also avoid being discovered.

It seems that Wang Dakui is indeed dedicated enough.

Just wait until next year.

Rural cooperative groups will be changed into communes.

Members are about to start eating big pot meals.

The situation of shortage of supplies will be even more severe.

The pigeon market is getting stricter and stricter.

That's why Li Aiguo couldn't wait to set up a junk shop.

With a base area, you can attack when you advance, and you can defend when you retreat, so that you can develop for a long time.

Seeing that Li Aiguo had something to do with him, Wang Dakui waved at Little Heidan: "Comrade Little Heidan, please continue to be vigilant."

"Yes!"

Little Heidan saluted, turned around and hid behind the house.

Li Aiguo in the room was dumbfounded, Wang Dakui did it quite professionally!

"This kid is good at wielding a spear. I've already made inquiries about his connections. When he's old enough, I'll send him to be a soldier."

After closing the door.

Wang Dakui walked into the corner and kicked the mess: "Da Pao, wake up, brother Aiguo is here."

Zhang Erpao was obviously sleepy.

When I got up from the tattered quilt, I was still a little resentful, and muttered in a low voice: "Running all over the forty-nine cities during the day, and delivering goods at night, my father sent me here to learn crafts from you, not to treat you like a dog." of."

Wang Dakui was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, he opened the drawer and took out the canvas bag.

"Well, let's settle the accounts today, and I'll send you back."

"Please, please, cousin, you are my real brother."

Zhang Erpao also woke up now.

He rushed over and held down Wang Dakui's hand, "Brother Aiguo is here today, he must be opening a junk shop, we have finally become a regular army.

If you drive me away, I'll tell my aunt to ask her to spank you. "

Hearing this, Wang Dakui finally reacted.

He slapped his brains and said excitedly: "Hey, why did I forget this, we have enough money!"

As he spoke, he took out a large stack of banknotes and an account book from his canvas pocket, and handed them to Li Aiguo.

"Brother Patriotic, you are correct."

This is the rule set by the two before their cooperation.

Before checking the account, the money in the canvas bag cannot be moved.

Li Aiguo took the ledger and started to reconcile the accounts, and planned the shares of the scrap store.

The first is the money earned.

The three of them shipped a total of 200 shipments from Jincheng, after paying the purchase cost to Little Black Fatty, according to the predetermined sharing ratio, Li Aiguo should be able to get [-] yuan.

Wang Dakui and Zhang Erpao can share 120 yuan.

After finishing the calculation, Li Aiguo handed the account book to Wang Dakui: "You do the calculation again."

Wang Dakui was not polite, and counted with his fingers: "That's right, brother Aiguo, your calculation is absolutely correct."

Zhang Erpao almost drooled beside him.

In just half a month, the two earned 120 yuan.

Isn't this more comfortable than entering a factory as a regular worker?
Of course.

He was a little envious of Li Aiguo taking 200 yuan alone.

But not jealous at all.

Don't look at them in the streets and alleys of Forty-Nine City, taking risks to deliver goods and contacting customers, it is very hard.

But their jobs can be done even if they are replaced by others.

But sending the goods from Jincheng, and then sending them back, they couldn't do it without Li Aiguo.

By the way, Brother Da Kui said that this is called: "Those who work hard rule others, and those who work hard rule others".

Li Aiguo divided the money into two stacks, and then began to plan a scrap shop.

"The cooperation group was established in the name of the two of you, but the shares belong to the three of us. The two of you are considered a family, and you can buy the shares together."

He picked up the pen, wrote on the straw paper and said, "First of all, we have to buy a donkey. Second-hand ones are also fine. You can find them in Liu Haizhong's car repair shop. A car costs 95 yuan."

"Then there is renting a house. The monthly rent for the courtyard with two entrances is 99 yuan and [-] cents. The street office stipulates that the rent is annual, and you have to deposit the rent for half a year. It costs [-] yuan to rent a house."

"There are also weights, steelyards, broken gongs, sacks, and other miscellaneous things. It costs 22 yuan."

"In addition to the necessary expenses, we have to set aside a sum of money as operating funds."

"After all, if you want to sort out the waste products, you need to prepare a total of 460 yuan."

"The waste shop is just a cover. Our main business is to purchase and sell goods from Jincheng. These require a capital of 400 yuan."

"The total is 860 yuan."

Li Aiguo continued to write on the straw paper: "I want to take 70.00% of the shares in the trade between the waste point and Jincheng. I don't care how you divide the rest with the Second Artillery. How much shares you want to take, you have to pay as much principal .”

"If you don't want shares, I can take them all."

Wang Dakui took a deep breath on his cigarette, and quickly waved his hands: "If you want it, how can you not!"

After working with Li Aiguo for so long, he knew it very well.

The current 860 yuan will become 620 yuan in a short time.

and.

Li Aiguo also suffered a disadvantage.

The relationship with the street office was not converted into money and included in the cost.

and also.

When the scrap shop opens, Wang Dakui's family can move there, saving money on renting a house.

Don't look at Wang Dakui's naive look, he is very shrewd!
"There's not enough money here, wait a minute, I'll get some from my old lady." Wang Dakui got up and went to the next room.

Li Aiguo knew that every time Wang Dakui made money, he would put it with his wife.

His old mother would not spend that money, just to make her happy.

"What? You want to open a junk shop, is it reliable? This is your wife."

After listening to Wang Dakui's words, Da Kui Niang put down the matchbox, raised her head and stared at him suspiciously.

Wang Dakui lowered his voice:
"The waste shop this time is a collective, and it is a legitimate business under the name of the street office."

"It was opened by the state, okay, okay, mother will get you money now." Da Kui Niang's attitude changed immediately.

In her life, she felt that the worst thing she had done to Wang Dakui was to give him a bad background.

There is no way to graduate from school, and no one wants to find a job, so I can only float in the pigeon market.

Is Pigeon Market a good place?
Before liberation, it was a place to kill people.

Now that the child was finally on the side of the public, Da Kui Niang was so happy that her legs didn't hurt anymore, and she stood up without crutches.

She dug out a ball of cotton cloth from the sandalwood box on the bedside, unwrapped the cotton cloth layer by layer with trembling hands, and took out a stack of money from it.

"Da Kui, are these enough? If not, Mother still has some jewelry that she wore when she was young.

Anyway, I'm old now, and I planned to keep it for you to marry a wife. If you need it urgently, you can send it to a pawn shop for a few oceans. "

"Enough, enough."

Wang Dakui took the money and reminded in a low voice: "Mother, these are called Renminbi now, not Dayang."

"Aren't they all the same, they are all things that can kill people." Da Kui Niang pursed her mouth.

Wang Dakui didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he could only laugh twice and left the room.

His old lady sometimes looks a bit confused, but sometimes she is extremely shrewd.

Come to think of it.

decades ago.

Da Kuiniang is the eldest lady of a serious and scholarly family.

She has read poetry and books since she was a child, and also wrote good articles. It's just that people are tricked by the world, and she married a man who does not live up to expectations.

The sub-district office has been worrying about the residents repeatedly going to the black waste point to sell waste.

Ordinary people sell old paper bottles at home.

It is not speculative, and it is not worth going online.

But this thing is not a big deal, but it has a bad reputation, which is tantamount to working against the policies above.

Invisibly, it seems that the mass work of the street office has not been done well.

Director Wang was really happy that Li Aiguo wanted to set up a collective waste shop a while ago.

Then there was no news.

In the past two days, she was planning to remind her.

Seeing Li Aiguo came to rent a house, he was so excited that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Patriotic, is the junk shop ready to open?"

"Well, it's almost ready, as long as the yard is cleaned up, it can serve the people."

Li Aiguo was talking.

Smiling, he took out a paper bag from the canvas bag and put it on the table.

"Aunt Wang, this is the mahua from the [-]th Street in Jincheng. I ate some on the train and saved some for you."

The paper package was unraveled, revealing the golden twist, with rock sugar cubes sandwiched on it, and small ingredients such as green and red shreds and melon strips on the surface, exuding a sweet-scented osmanthus scent.

The golden-yellow twist did have some broken stubble, but it weighed a full five catties, and there was nothing less at all.

Although the mahua on Jincheng Eighteenth Street is just a snack, it has a long history and is expensive. It is said that it was even delivered to Haizi.

It is considered a good gift in Beijing.

If Li Aiguo dared to bring a complete copy over today, Director Wang would have no choice but to kick him out.

Well now.

Eating some twists and giving them to elders and friends is at best a normal interpersonal relationship.

When giving cigarettes.

There is nothing wrong with giving away a cigarette, but it is a mistake to give away a pack of cigarettes.

This is the same reason.

Director Wang of the Sub-district Office gave Li Aiguo an appreciative look: "You boy, you are getting more and more stupid."

She doesn't owe this gift, it's just an attitude.

Sometimes, attitude really can decide everything.

"Hey, I miss Aunt Wang and Uncle Liu."

"Your Uncle Liu was still praising you for growing up and sensible a few days ago."

There were two gossips.

Li Aiguo sat on the long bench next to Director Wang, his body gradually relaxed, and he opened his mouth and said, "Auntie, for the house I mentioned last time, see if there is any way to make the rent cheaper. You also know that Wang Dakui and the others are some poor guy."

Director Wang stood up with a smile and walked back to his desk, took out a document and said, "I've thought about it for you a long time ago. We have subsidies for poor households to rent houses in our streets. There are also express regulations on it. Each block can reduce or exempt certain rents as appropriate." .”

Li Aiguo straightened up, and said excitedly: "Then it will all be reduced?! Wang Dakui has no job and has to take care of his mother. Life is difficult."

".Why do your words sound like Jia Zhang's?"

Director Wang interrupted him, gave him a blank look and said, "Such a large yard is enough for seven or eight families.

Even if you call me a mother today, you can't get rid of all of them.

It's just that the yard is really dilapidated, and there are no people to live in now. According to the regulations, you can reduce or exempt one-third of your rent at most. "

Li Aiguo directly took out the money and slapped it on the table: "One-third is one-third, who told me to be honest!"

"You, you just took advantage and acted like a good boy."

Director Wang stood up with a smile, counted the money, and then went to the Housing Management Section to help Li Aiguo complete the formalities.

In addition, they also issued a certificate of introduction for them, and with the certificate, they can directly connect with the Beijing waste company.

When handing the key to Li Aiguo, Director Wang confessed: "Your Uncle Liu is going back to the south the day after tomorrow, so you can have dinner at home."

Li Aiguo said with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll give you another bottle of tiger penis wine when the time comes. I hope you two can enjoy a happy life."

"Little bastard, just beat me up, and get out of here."

Director Wang gave Li Aiguo a hammer on his back.

Li Aiguo smiled, turned around and ran out of the office.

Director Wang smiled until tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them away: "Every time I see this kid, I'm always angry and want to laugh."

"Brother Aiguo, have you got the key?"

As soon as they left the street office, Wang Dakui and Zhang Erpao surrounded him, their eyes sparkled with hope.

After wandering for so many years, I finally have a place to stay, can you not be happy? !

Li Aiguo raised his hand and raised it, the key glistened in the sun.

Wang Dakui waved his arms fiercely: "Let's go, let's clean up the house!"

The three of them got on their bicycles and ran towards the house.

The house is one street away from the courtyard house, just behind the community hospital.

Thinking about it, the owner of the house used to be Lao Cai, a landlord who opened a pawnshop, and the community hospital was a pawnshop, so it was considered nearby.

The green brick wall has been pulverized, weeds have grown on the corners of the wall, and moss is covered on the damaged steps.

Li Aiguo took out the key given by Director Wang, opened the mottled wooden door, and pushed it lightly.

The wooden door shook twice, fell down with a "snap", and fell to the ground, causing a burst of dust on the ground.

The three of them were silent for a moment, and Wang Dakui whispered, "It's really broken. But it doesn't matter, the supply and marketing cooperative over Zhengyangmen wants to change the gate, so we can ask for that big iron gate."

Go into the yard.

The courtyard is covered with knee-deep weeds, and several walnut trees grow brightly, covering the dilapidated blue-brick houses.

The tile-roofed house is also old, with rusty iron locks hanging on the door, half-decayed wooden window lattice, window glass has long been shattered, and the broken window paper is fluttering in the wind, whistling.

Only the gate key, not the house key.

Li Aiguo felt relieved after thinking about it for a while.

The iron lock is embroidered in such a way that it cannot be opened even with a key.

Zhang Erpao picked up a brick and broke open the door lock. The situation inside the house was similar to that outside.

The furniture was tilted here and there, and the dust was piled up on the ground. A few skinny mice ran across the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wang Dakui said in a low voice, "It's really broken. But it doesn't matter, we can clean it up in half a day."

After wandering around, it is obvious that this second-entry yard was built on the basis of the first-entry yard.

A barrier wall is added between the south gables of the east and west wing rooms to divide the courtyard into two layers: inside and outside.

There are two doors at the closing part of the barrier wall for entry and exit.

Each courtyard has three main rooms and two side rooms on both sides, which are called three main rooms and four ears.

There are more than a dozen houses in the two courtyards. Renting a dozen houses for more than 30 yuan is a good deal.

Moreover, because the owner of the pawnshop fled relatively quickly, the furniture in the house had not had time to sell, so it was considered a mistake.

Just the few pieces of mahogany furniture in the house can be sold for several million in future generations and brought to the auction house.

Thinking about it this way, we made a lot of money.

I was chattering.

Two street office officers entered the courtyard, pens and notebooks in their hands.

"Comrade Patriotic, we are here to count the furniture in the yard."

Li Aiguo opened his mouth slightly, and the cigarette butt almost fell to the ground.

He should have known that Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office would not let the Subdistrict Office suffer.

(End of this chapter)