Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 505 If you don’t lose, you will make a profit

After waiting for more than a minute, Xu Aiguo saw Yan Jie and his wife, neither of whom opened the door. He took two economic cigarettes and Silly Zhu, who carried Lao Baigan beside him, turned around and headed towards Yan Bugui's house.

He was in no mood to fool around with Yu Li.

Whether it's their business or not, wanting him to wait is just wishful thinking.

In the courtyard, eldest brother and sister-in-law can wait.

The three uncles, Silly Zhu, and Xu Damao are also fine.

Only the two brothers Yan Jiecheng and Liu Guangtian among their peers could not do it.

To give face to the three stewards is because they have seniority, live in the same compound, and can be tolerated in a human manner, so they should be respected or respected.

But Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li, as well as the Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu families, forget it, among their peers, no one is shorter than the other. If you give me a foot of respect, I will give you a foot in return.

But if you are given one point, you will have to crawl along the pole and press one more inch.

Sorry, he learned to be lenient towards others from his eldest brother Xu Qing when he was a child, but he didn't let him ride on his head!

Xu Qing would not do that. Xu Aiguo grew up following the footsteps of his elder brother, and of course he would not let others bully him.

As soon as he arrived at the door of Yanbu's noble house where the lights were on, Xu Aiguo knocked on the door. When the third uncle opened the door, he handed over Yan Jiecheng's cigarettes and wine.

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li are hiding from each other, so fine, just give it to him.

Anyway, they were all named Yan. Xu Aiguo didn't care who he returned the things to.

Silly Zhu stuffed two bottles of Laobaigan into Yan Bugui's arms and said with a smile:

"Third uncle, take it. Your eldest son Yan Jiecheng and his daughter-in-law Yu Li are apologizing to Qingzi. Take it and smoke it and drink it."

Silly Zhu's ability to speak unforgiving words did not fade with his steady mind. Instead, he became more and more sophisticated as he grew older.

Yan Jiecheng was able to take this thing with a shy face and went to the backyard to apologize to Xu Qing.

How could Silly Zhu not take the opportunity to secretly damage Yan Bugui, the stingy third uncle?

Xu Aiguo didn't stop him. Anyway, the good son raised by the third uncle acted like this, which can be said to be inherited from the blood.

Silly Zhu's words, although not good, were secretly sarcastic and sarcastic.

But it makes sense, and at least it doesn't make Yan Bugui look too ugly.

After Si Zhu finished speaking, Xu Aiguo stood at the door of Yanbu's house, never wanting to go in. He turned around and went back to the backyard with Si Zhu under the cover of night.

Yan Bugui watched Aiguo and Shazhu leave with so many thoughts in his mind.

He likes to take advantage, and he will not let it go no matter how small it is. But at this moment, holding the cigarettes and alcohol that Xu Qing asked Patriot to return, he felt indescribably mixed feelings in his heart.

This time, he was implicated by his son and daughter-in-law.

Silly Zhu just laughed at him, but he didn't dare to reply. He looked up at the house where Yan Jiecheng lived with a sullen face, and he was so angry that he really wanted to curse.

Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li, who lived together in the front yard, heard no movement outside the door of their house. They secretly opened the curtains a crack and looked into the yard. They saw Xu Aiguo bringing cigarettes and wine with Silly Zhu. Followed my parents.

Yan Jiecheng complained quietly:

"Daughter-in-law, you see, this is the result of you not letting me go out. Qingzi refused to accept it, so my father got an advantage in vain!"

Yu Li's eyes widened, she kicked Yan Jiecheng in the calf, lowered the curtains, and said sternly:

"Tomorrow morning, you can find a way to get it back from your father!"

Yan Jiecheng sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing his calf and saying, "Go ahead and go. My dad fainted yesterday and wished he could slap me to death, so I won't get into trouble."

"Why don't you try it?"

Yu Li's eyes were so wide that they could almost pop out of their sockets, "Qingzi and Patriot will not accept it. Will we take it to the factory tomorrow and give it to Qingzi, his master or his father-in-law?"

"Come on, you can think of it."

Yan Jiecheng snorted and looked at Yu Li, convinced that he would never believe her ghost idea again.

Yesterday, he just listened to his wife and called Jiefang Xiekuang back to the compound and ran to the backyard to ask for money from Xu Qing.

However, he didn't ask for anything, and he was resented by his two younger brothers. His parents were even more angry and disliked him as their son.

This is not over yet. Today I was beaten by Ma Jiefang in the workshop and was punished by the factory.

He finally understood that his wife was just a dog-headed strategist. She kept coming up with ideas one after another, but they were all bad and useless.

"Yu Li, please calm down. It's just two sticks of economy cigarettes and two bottles of Laobaigan. Take them to the factory tomorrow. People in the factory will see them. You don't think it's embarrassing, but I do!

Besides, Mr. Qingzi's master, Lao Zhang, is an eighth-level fitter in our factory, and his father-in-law is the chief of the security department. How dare you just give those away? "

Yu Li rolled her eyes and looked at her man, thoughts racing in her mind.

Yan Jiecheng saw this and curled his lips and said:

"I just take it. Whether they take it or not is one thing. I'm really afraid that my father-in-law, Zhang and Qingzi, will see me and get scolded again."

"Yan Jiecheng, look at your potential?!"

Yu Li squinted and raised her hand to poke Yan Jiecheng's forehead and cursed through gritted teeth.

Then, the whole person shrank like a deflated rubber ball.

She really couldn't think of any other way to find someone to calm Xu Qing's anger.

"Then what do you think we should do? We can't just carry the punishment on us."

Yu Li lost her arrogance and looked at Yan Jiecheng and asked.

Yan Jiecheng stretched out his hand to scratch his head, sliding his fingers from his hair to his neck, thinking hard.

But he is not a decisive person, so he can't think of any good solutions.

After a while, he choked out a sentence, "Daughter-in-law, I think this is the way to go. Anyway, you and I have been promoted to level four in the factory over the years. Together, we can earn eight or nine every month." Ten, and quite a few.

Besides, I don’t have much hope for taking up the job for a year or two, so I’ll just take the punishment. What’s the big deal? You’re in your workshop, and there’s no hope for me to take up the job. You might as well just forget it and save yourself from further trouble. other troubles. "

At her wits' end, Yu Li got under the covers and sighed secretly in her heart when she saw that her man had no ambition at all and said some depressing words.

She didn't want to be punished, but she was at the end of her rope and had no idea at all.

The idea just now of finding Master Xu Qing and Father-in-law Xu Qing from the factory was rejected by Yan Jiecheng.

After twisting his body and placing the buckwheat pillow with his hands, he glanced at his sleeping daughter, then lay aside, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The night was quiet, dark, no light, no sound.

The courtyard fell into the tranquility of the autumn night, silent.

One night passed, and early in the morning, Xu Qing walked out of his house in the backyard, fully dressed. Under the dim light of the morning, he saw a thin layer of white frost covering the base of the wall in the courtyard.

It's more than October, so it's getting really cold.

The motorcycles and bicycles parked at the door of the house were freezing to the touch.

Xu Qing was wearing a black leather jacket. After his wife Jinghong came out, they pushed the motorcycle and bicycle together and headed out of the compound.

Xu Hongzhi went to school, and he could go alone now. In the courtyard, there were no longer only the two children of Hongzhi and Yu Li's daughter Niuniu, but also the children of Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu.

Once they have more children, they can stay together. From the second half of the year, Xu Qing rarely sends his son to school.

It was a delivery yesterday. It was raining and it was inconvenient to walk there.

Xu Qing saw Shuang early this morning and knew it was a sunny day, so he left the backyard and told Aunt Feng, who got up early, with Jinghong that he would remember to ask his son Hongzhi to get up for school later.

Then the two of them passed through the quiet middle courtyard and front yard. Once out of the courtyard, they rode their bikes in the alley and parted ways at the entrance of the alley.

Jinghong goes to Dongdan Grain Station.

Xu Qing got up early and rushed to the suburban meat factory.

Yesterday afternoon, Er Mazi called him from the country commune and said that the grain and black pigs harvested in the past few days could be brought back to the city today.

He went to the warehouse and the meat processing factory early to watch the workers waiting to unload the trucks.

The warehouse has collected a lot of grain, a little more than last year.

The black pigs from the meat factory can still only bring back a few at a time.     But it’s not bad, plus I can buy pigs from several farms in the suburbs.

There is no problem in maintaining the current operation.

What’s more, it’s worth mentioning that many personal grain stations in the city that were opened at the beginning of the year have closed down one after another in half a year.

Xu Qing has the ability to do two things. By helping the country sell grain on behalf of the country, and going to the countryside to collect grain himself, and then processing and selling it, he can still make a lot of profits.

But the rest can only make a small profit.

Those with brains can barely support their families.

Those who don't know how to run the business can only close down and find another way to make a living.

There is no way, there are too many people rushing in, and personal food stations are blooming all over the city. It is not easy to get a piece of the pie.

Like in the 60s and 70s, Xu Qing never thought about making money because it was impossible to make money.

Moreover, the state does not allow speculation.

Most people are like him, working peacefully in their workplaces or factories.

But now, the situation has changed drastically, and the situation is no longer what it used to be.

In addition, the country continues to establish diplomatic relations with foreign countries and gradually integrates domestic and international standards.

In the 80 years since the start of this run, especially when the reform was just opened, the domestic material shortage situation in all aspects has not been greatly alleviated. People who can think about doing business, even if they are not famous at the beginning, will definitely be Will not live in poverty.

There are still many people watching, but the situation is gradually becoming clearer.

Things from abroad continue to pour into the country.

As long as the foreign exchange coupons issued by the country can be obtained this year, Chinese people can also buy foreign things at will.

What is the general direction of the economy?

People with discerning eyes can see clearly.

Of course, this has nothing to do with academic qualifications, it depends on vision and discernment!

Xu Damao didn't graduate from junior high school. In the past two years, he had been tinkering with gadgets and earned a lot of money.

Compared with the rest of the people in the compound who still work in the factory, there are not a few more people.

However, Yan Bugui from the compound saw the clues and knew that doing business was the way to get rich. When he saw Xu Qing opening a grain station and making money last year, he bought a motorcycle; Xu Damao also made a fortune by selling his military coat at the end of last year. It feels unbearable.

However, he was used to being stingy and cautious. After more than half of his life he had been miserable and ten years of changes had taken place. He had money in his hands, but he held it tightly to himself and did not dare to use it for business easily.

On the one hand, he is getting older and has lost the energy and courage of young people.

Otherwise, according to Yan Bugui, the shrewd third uncle, he would have left school long ago if he had caught up with him when he was young and strong.

Teaching only earns tens of dollars a month, but it's not as much as doing business.

On the other hand, in order to get the pension that is about to retire in the future, so as not to throw it away in vain, I don’t dare to resign from the school.

I can only feel envious, jealous, and jealous.

As soon as Xu Qing left the city and collected his divergent thoughts, he looked at the fields where crops had been harvested on both sides of the suburban road, all covered with white flowers. He couldn't help but slow down the speed of his motorcycle a little.

Because his face was already red from the sting of the cold.

Although autumn has just begun, winter has not yet arrived.

But the weather is gradually getting colder.

It's morning again, already very cold.

When Xu Qing arrived at the meat factory, the sun had just emerged from the east, reflecting the hoarfrost on the ground in the factory with a subtle light. He parked his motorcycle in a hurry, opened the office door, and stepped in.

There was no one there all night, and the office doors and windows were closed and locked, but there was warmth inside.

I simply cleaned it up with the feather duster I brought from home a few days ago, then picked up the empty thermos and went to the cafeteria to get hot water in the morning.

The master chef on the stove in the canteen is a nearby villager. As mentioned before, his cooking skills are incomparable to Shazhu's and not on the same level as the chefs in restaurants in the city.

But the advantage is that he can cook in a big pot. He can cook meals for ten or twenty people by himself.

He has a lot of strength, and he used to be in charge of weddings and weddings in several surrounding villages.

Here, the idea of ​​not asking for anything but having enough to eat can be said to be the best candidate.

Xu Qing made hot water and had just returned to the office. He had not yet brewed the black tea that Ye Aimin had mailed three days ago in the enamel vat.

The buyers from the canteens of Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant No. [-] and Plant No. [-] came.

He had no choice but to go out and call Hui Dehai's two apprentices from the slaughtering workshop to quickly load the meat into the freezer in the storage workshop.

The third and fifth factories still require [-] kilograms of pork each.

The person who inspected the factory at the third factory last month is gone.

No need to weigh an extra twenty pounds every day.

It's back to the original number.

Six hundred kilograms of pork are sold every day, and forty or fifty kilograms of pigs are sold in the water.

For the factory that Xu Qing just opened, it is considered the best these days.

Compared with state-owned meat processing plants, the gap is still huge.

But Xu Qing didn't expect to become fat after just one bite.

At present, we can ensure that our monthly income and expenses are balanced, with a slight surplus.

That's his plan.

As for the future, it is natural to make more money.

But when you are just starting out, you can’t expect too much.

Sales have not expanded, and pig harvesting is still a fundamental problem that cannot be solved.

So, as long as it is stable, it will come.

To paraphrase the words of the Third Master Yan Bugui, if you don’t lose, you will make a profit!

As soon as the buyers from the third and fifth factories left, Xu Qing returned to the office. After putting away the receipts, he filled the enamel jar with only tea leaves with water. He sat in front of the office, took out his account book, and leaned over Huanghuali's desk. Keep accounts on the table.

His younger sister Xiaoya hasn't found out about the accountant who is taking advantage of him.

Xu Qing had to remember it by himself.

As for other financial matters, let Xiaoya come once a month to see how they are handled.

Leave professional matters to my sister, a professional.

After briefly jotting it down and taking two sips of hot tea, Xu Qing left the office and headed to the warehouse to have a look.

Lao Wu and Xu Qing, who are responsible for leading workers to process grain, are relieved.

But as the boss, he has to look at both sides.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Er Mazi came back from the countryside with a cart of grain.

Opening the driver's door of the truck, Er Mazi patted the dirt on his head and complained with a look on his face:

"Qingzi, my friend, when I come back this time, I have to rest in the city for two days. The cloth shoes I just bought when I went to the countryside have not been worn for half a month. The soles have worn out and my feet are full of blisters."

As he spoke, he let out an ouch, put down his cloth shoes, which were stained with two kilograms of soil, on the ground, sat down on them, covered his feet and said:

"Qingzi, look at that big blood bubble. If you don't ask your brothers to rub the pig's tail three times, you'll kill me and I won't be able to leave the country!"

(End of this chapter)