Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 421 Slow down

The sunset dyed the sky red, and Xu Qing and Feng Ming came back.

In the grain station, there were not many people coming to buy grain compared to the past.

People are free on weekends and don't have to go to work. They can buy food all day long.

Xu Qing unbuttoned his shirt, and while avoiding the customers coming in and out of the grain station, enjoying the cold, he said to his brother-in-law Ma Jiefang:

"When did liberation come?"

Ma Jiefang took out his peony cigarettes, handed one to Xu Qing, and then gave one to Feng Ming. He grinned and said, "Brother Qingzi, you have been here for a while. Aiguo said that you and Feng Ming would go to the Fifth Factory to deliver food." Yes, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Xu Qing took the cigarette, took out his lighter, lit it, stood outside the grain station, and asked:

"Is something wrong?"

Ma Jiefang smoked the newly lit cigarette and said, "It's okay. I just plan to resign from Factory No. [-] and follow you to do business."

Xu Qing did not speak in a hurry, took a few puffs of cigarette, looked at Ma Jiefang and said:

"What have you decided to do?"

Ma Jiefang grabbed his hair: "Not yet. I'm not going to ask you. Brother Qingzi, when it comes to business, which one is the most profitable?"

Xu Qing sat on the back seat of his bicycle, took two puffs of cigarette, and said calmly:
"Liberation, 360 line, you can make money in every line, it just depends on what line you can do."

Ma Jiefang couldn't understand Xu Qing's words. He frowned and said:

"Brother Qingzi, I know the old saying. It's not up to you to make the decision. Besides, my daughter-in-law Yuemei doesn't want me to resign. You and my fifth sister can help me with her ideological work."

Xu Qing smiled bitterly, "Jiefang, if you haven't thought about it yet, then think about it slowly. If Yuemei doesn't let you resign, you can continue to work steadily in the third factory. When you figure out what you want to do, you can do it again." It’s not impossible to resign.”

Ma Jiefang leaned against the door and window of the grain station, thinking:
"Brother Ke Qingzi, now that the country has reopened, if I don't follow the situation early, I'm afraid it will be too late to figure out what to do in the future."

Xu Qing shook his head again, "Liberation, do you remember what Brother Si Zhu and Qin Xing like to say the most?"

Ma Jiefang was stunned and looked at Xu Qing.

"It's never too late for a good meal!"

Ma Jiefang began to think thoughtfully, and Xu Qing continued:
"The country only implemented reform last year, and our domestic economy has just begun to exert its strength. As for you, first think about what you want to do, and after you decide, you will resign and start a business. It will definitely not be too late. Don't worry, given the current situation, the three Five years later, if you want to do business, you will still have a place."

Ma Jiefang nodded, smoking a cigarette, thinking to himself.

Suddenly the wind picked up on the street, bringing a cool breeze, and the setting sun on the horizon slowly fell to the west.

After a while, Ma Jiefang put the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with his foot and said:

"Brother Qingzi, let's do it. I'll listen to you first and wait until my wife gives birth."

Xu Qing put out the cigarette butts he had finished smoking, turned around and led Jiefang into the grain station.

In fact, he believed that Ma Jiefang, with his intelligence, could still make money even if he resigned now and started any business.

In these years, domestic materials are still in short supply, and everything is scarce.

Less means a bigger market.

To put it bluntly, there is currently a blank market in China. Foreign products are strictly controlled and not many can come in.

In any business in China, as long as people are diligent and not lazy, even three days of fishing and two days of drying nets to earn a bite of grain is more than enough.

It's just that Wu Yuemei is pregnant. If Ma Jiefang resigns at this time and runs around all day, the family will not be able to take care of her.

Xu Qing could not help him with Wu Yuemei's work at this time.

Of course, he would not fail to point out a way for Ma Jiefang.

Anyway, these days, there are so many ways to make money.

It’s not like you have to resign just to make money.

Before Ma Jiefang and his family left, Xu Qing whispered to Ma Jiefang:

"Liberation, Feng Ming likes to go to the flea market recently and always buys some old furniture. If you have time, you can follow him and buy some old items for your home, whether it is furniture or calligraphy and painting. I think If it’s not expensive, buy it.”

Ma Jiefang said in surprise: "Brother Qingzi, what's the use of those broken furniture? They take up space at home. Calligraphy, painting, antiques, etc. I heard the old Liu Tou from our compound talk about it. He said that during the Republic of China, those things were very special." It’s expensive, but now, it’s worthless.”

Xu Qing rolled his eyes at Ma Jiefang, "It's not valuable now, but in the future the country will develop better and better, maybe it will be valuable?"

Ma Jiefang suddenly understood.

After all, he graduated from college.

Even though he didn't finish high school, like Xu Qing, he had been working for many years and only went to study a few years ago.

But there is still a little bit of ink in my stomach.

Xu Qing dialed it, and Ma Jiefang immediately knew what it meant. He grinned and said:

"Brother Qingzi, then I will listen to you and get some of those old things."

Xu Qing smiled without saying a word.

It's best for Ma Jiefang to listen to advice.

After Ma Jiefang's family left, Xu Fengming drove away in a borrowed car, carrying his second brother Aiguo, second sister-in-law Aiqian, eldest sister-in-law Jinghong, sister Xiaoya, Xiujuan and two nephews and nieces.

Only Xu Qing, Sanhuzi's wife, and Meijuan were left in the grain station.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Xu Qing took advantage of the darkness to close the grain station and asked Sanhuzi's wife and Meijuan to get on their bicycles and go back to the compound after work.

There were quite a few pedestrians on the street, but Xu Qing knew it.

If I stay at the grain station any longer, I'm afraid there won't be much business coming my way.

After all, weekends are no different than usual.

Xu Qing returned to the compound. In the front yard, he heard Yan Jiecheng talking to the third uncle about the TV.

Yan Bugui had decided to buy it before, and had saved up enough industrial coupons by scraping together things here and there.

As for money, Yan Bugui wouldn't let his son and daughter-in-law eat with him and his third mother.

Naturally, I saved a lot by scrimping on food and clothing.

However, Xu Qing pushed his bicycle and listened to the quarrel between Yan Jiecheng and Yan Bugui. It seemed that the third uncle did not intend to buy a TV, so he said curiously:

"Third uncle, don't you want to buy a TV during this time?"

Yan Bugui was about to speak to Xu Qing, but Yan Jiecheng said first:
"Qingzi, don't mention it. My dad was in the department store the day before yesterday. He saw the paintings of Qi Baishi, a great painter in our country. He insisted on buying them. We will consider the TV later."

Yan Jiecheng finished speaking with a dissatisfied look on his face and complained to Xu Qing:

"Qingzi, tell me, a painting costs dozens or hundreds of dollars, why would you spend that unjust money on it?
Yes, Qi Baishi is a great painter and famous, but his paintings cannot be used as food. My daughter either goes to your house every night or watches TV to love the country. My dad didn't feel sorry for it and quickly bought the TV. , even if I don’t want to think about my daughter, having a TV is better than watching a broken painting. "

Yan Bugui stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses, too lazy to explain to his son who didn't understand anything.

Not wanting Xu Qing to see their jokes, he turned around and went back to his own small study.

However, Yan Bugui didn't say anything.

But Xu Qing understood that it was not surprising that this third uncle had the idea of ​​​​buying paintings.

Yan Bugui is a teacher and has been teaching in schools for almost most of his life. It is inevitable that he likes to dance and write.

Of course, I will also like the calligraphy and painting of famous people.

Yan Jiecheng works in the workshop of the factory every day. Even though he has a high school education, he is still dealing with machinery all day long. Even if he is shown master-level paintings, the most he can say is that the painting is good.

Naturally, he would not agree with his father Yan Bugui's actions.

Xu Qing stood in the front yard and smoked a cigarette with Yan Jiecheng. He secretly felt that he should take advantage of these years to get some paintings by Master Qi.

At this time, although the prices of Master Qi's paintings were not low, they were not outrageously expensive either.A small painting only costs a few dozen yuan, a large painting costs more than 100 yuan, which can cost over [-] yuan.

Unlike later generations, a painting can be sold for hundreds or tens of millions.

Xu Qing has no interest in collecting and appreciating.

He didn't study painting, so he couldn't see the profoundness and mystery in it, and he didn't do much research on painting.

Just look at it twice if it looks good, that’s all.

If you don’t understand painting, you have to give a long explanation about appreciation. Xu Qing feels that it is no different from a dog looking at the stars.

Even more self-deceiving.

If you don’t understand, you don’t understand. It’s impossible for a person to understand everything.

Not to mention music, chess, calligraphy and painting, which one is not profound?

Who dares to say that he understands everything?

But this does not prevent it from being purchased. The art collection market in later generations is in full swing.

If you buy some good paintings at this time, the price will double within a few years.

And this, this is also a way to make money.

Xu Qing left the front yard and chatted with Silly Zhu for a few words in the middle yard. He pushed the cart back to the door of his house in the backyard. After parking it, he walked into the house with his younger siblings, his wife, his younger sister-in-law, his son, and the whole family. Have dinner.

Every weekend night, the family would have dinner together.

The food is also rich, including chicken, duck and fish.

When life gets better, there is no need to save, let alone worry about food.

Xu Qing opened a grain station, and now having white flour steamed buns at home is not a problem.

After Xu Qing finished eating, he sat in the room, holding his daughter while feeding the milk powder his wife had just made, while chatting with Ai Guo and Feng Ming, asking how their work was going.

Xu Fengming held a cigarette in his mouth and said: "Brother, our factory is still the same, and the economic performance in the past six months has been pretty good!
When the old factory director saw that the business was now open, he wanted me to go out and take a few people with him to travel around the country to expand the market. "

Xu Aiguo said after listening to Feng Ming:
"The efficiency of the fifth factory is also pretty good. When you were here, there was no change. All departments cooperated very well. The deputy directors Sun Deyou and Wang Minsheng helped me keep an eye on the production. As the full director , not too busy all day long.”

Xu Xiaoya and her sisters-in-law Jinghong, Xiujuan, and Ai Qian came out of the kitchen to wash dishes, turned down their rolled-up sleeves, sat on the edge of the kang, and said to their second brother:
"Second brother, eldest brother put the fifth factory in order in the past two years. You have only taken over for half a year, what can you do?"

Xu Aiguo laughed innocently and did not make any excuse to his sister.

There is indeed some truth to what Xiaoya said, and Aiguo knew this in his heart.

However, in the past six months, he has not done anything in the fifth factory.

At the very least, he can maintain the efficiency of the fifth factory without declining, which already shows his ability.

For example, in the fourth branch, the director of the factory has not changed, and he is still Zhou Qihua. However, the efficiency in the first quarter has dropped a lot compared to last year.

During the meeting at the main factory, Zhou Qihua was criticized and felt extremely aggrieved.

It's just a matter of quitting.

The country's implementation of reform has had a huge impact.

In the past, the production targets of steel rolling mills were based on national mission requirements.

Produce whatever you need, produce as much as you need, and then complete the task step by step under the arrangements of the main factory.

But after the reform, in addition to this, the main factory also required each branch factory to go out to develop the market on its own.

Zhou Qihua acted like a patriot and arranged for people to go out, but the results were very little and could not compare with the Fifth Factory.

Xu Qing chatted with his younger brothers and sisters until 08:30.

When Feng Ming and Xiujuan were about to leave, Xu Qing pushed his bicycle and followed them out of the compound towards the grain station of Dongdan Vegetable Market.

The night is bright, the sky is full of stars, and the cool breeze blows, which is indescribably comfortable.

In this era, there is no so-called involution. The social atmosphere is different from that of later generations. No one is blindly thinking about making money.

Of course, everyone likes money and wants to have it.

But life is not just about making money.

People who don't have money may not have enough money in terms of food and clothing, but after work, they go home to their wives and children to warm up on the kang, and after dinner, they chat with the neighbors in the courtyard or alley.

Life is enjoyable and comfortable, this is the situation, life!
Xu Qing rode his bicycle slowly. After arriving at the grain station, he pushed the bicycle inside and parked it. Then he took out the steamed buns on his body, sat on a chair, and leisurely fed the four cats.

He doesn't want to live the same 996 life as future generations.

Get up earlier than a chicken and go to bed later than a dog. Money is earned and people are ruined.

Picture what?
Life can be earned but life cannot be spent. Being squeezed by capital, a dead person cannot even afford a cemetery.

Living people are not like humans, and ghosts are not like ghosts.

What are you doing?

Now that you are reborn, you can be as comfortable and happy as you want.

Although Xu Qing returned to the compound at night and heard that the third uncle wanted to buy Qi Master's paintings, he was a little tempted.

But there is no rush.

You can just buy Master Qi's paintings when you have free time.

Even if you can't buy it, it doesn't matter.

Now he is short of money, but it is also for business.

Life at home is not bad.

It is no longer the case that I had no food to eat and no good clothes to wear in the past few years.

He can afford to eat, drink, and support his wife, son, and daughter.

The two younger brothers are also married, and the younger sister is getting married this year.

Even if Xu Qing did nothing else and just opened the grain station, it would be enough.

Moreover, he also has the ability to split in two!

Isn't it a waste of a person's life to walk around in a hurry, just like a horse watching flowers?

Slow down and appreciate the beauty of life is the right way.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Qingqing, his sister Xiaoya, and Sanhuzi's wife, Meijuan, were busy for a while and then relaxed.

This is also the reason why he resigned from the fifth factory.

Being a factory director is not as comfortable as running a grain station on your own.

No one cares about it, so I am busy in the morning and afternoon, and the rest of the time is almost idle.

Xu Qing walked out of the grain station and stood outside, looking at the people walking on the street, looking up at the blue sky and floating white clouds, feeling particularly comfortable.

Sanhuzi's wife and Meijuan came out carrying a large bag of millet, wanting to take advantage of the good weather to dry the millet.

Xu Qing greeted his sister Xiaoya, and the two of them also carried a bag of millet and piled it at the entrance of the grain station.

The taboo thing about food is insects, not to mention that it is easy to spoil, and it must be cleaned before being sold for takeout.

Less than half a month later, Xu Qing thought about buying some paintings by Master Qi.

In the morning, after having breakfast with my sister Xiaoya, Sanhuzi's wife, and Meijuan at the grain station, I strolled toward the department store alone without even riding a bicycle.

(End of this chapter)