Siheyuan: There are three little cats at home

Chapter 534: It’s not bad luck, it’s clearly about getting rich

The next morning.

A photo of Xu Qing and Li Laosi was published in a newspaper in Sijiu City, with an accompanying article about the interview.

This moment stimulated the nerves of all the people in Forty-Nine City.

Many people thought that the Xuqing Grain Station held a lottery last year and took a motorcycle as the first prize. It was just talk.

But when the news of the motorcycle being sent out hit the newspapers.

There was an uproar throughout the city.

Although the newspaper is not distributed nationwide, it is only a municipal newspaper in the four or nine cities.

However, the circulation volume cannot be underestimated.

When the newspaper kiosks that were just beginning to be set up in various agencies, factories, and streets, the postman who delivered the newspaper finished delivering the newspaper at dawn, and everyone who saw it started to discuss it enthusiastically.

"Oh, that grain station owner who said he would give away motorcycles in a lottery for buying grain on New Year's Day last year actually gave away motorcycles."

"Hey, do you know what my boss used to do? If you were a factory director, you would definitely not break your promise."

"Who says it's not? I've heard it before. Boss Xu from Xuji Grain Station was on TV a few years ago. He's awesome. It's nothing to give away grain and motorcycles in a lottery. Business at the grain station is good that weekend. Buy it. We have to queue up for food.”

"Hey, hey, don't tell me it's true. I just asked my wife to buy food there at the end of last month. My wife was just unlucky and didn't win anything. If I had known I would have gone there by myself, maybe That motorcycle was mine last month!"

"Don't brag. You want to win a motorcycle without worshiping the Bodhisattva. You only want good things. But Li Laosi from Dongdan's vegetable market is a bit too upright. A vegetable seller can't sell vegetables well. Go buy some." Grain, the motorcycle was picked in the lottery at once, could he be a relative of Boss Xu of the grain station?"

"What are you talking about? How is it possible? I know that Li Laosi. I just heard from my neighbor in my yard a few days ago that his third uncle lives in an alley with Li Laosi. Although they are not in the same compound, the two The compound is next to each other, and I have never seen any powerful relatives. I think this is 80% true. Whoever wins the lottery will get it."

"Yeah"

Discussions broke out in Forty-Nine City. No matter whether they were working-class people or ordinary cadres, everyone took a good look at the newspaper and took the opportunity to say a few words.

In this era when bicycles were still mainstream, a motorcycle was not cheap. It cost more than 700 yuan. How could ordinary people afford it?

Even if you are an ordinary cadre with a low position, it is not easy to save money to buy one.

If you go to Xuqing Grain Station to buy grain, you will be given a gift if you win. How can this not be eye-catching?

At noon, after reading the newspaper, people from Wuyang Wuyang rode bicycles or ran to the grain station opened by Xu Qing in Dongdan to buy grain.

Ma Jinghong, Xu Xiaoya, Sanhuzi's daughter-in-law, Meijuan, Hui Lihua, Luo Hongjuan, Wu Xiuying, Li Shuzhen, the eight women have been busy since morning, and they can't spare the time to drink water.

Newspapers were the main information channel during this period.

After learning that the motorcycle at the Xuqing Grain Station had been selected in a lottery, people who had bought grain before naturally wanted to try their luck again.

In addition, go to the vegetable market and find Li Laosi to ask whether it is true or false.

After all, motorcycles are expensive items.

More expensive than a black and white TV and a bicycle combined.

Those who believe believe, those who doubt doubt.

But they all had different thoughts and rushed to Dongdan as soon as they got off work at noon.

It was obviously not the weekend, but there were more than three times more people in Dongdan than before.

Even though it's freezing cold, it can't stop the crowds of people who flock to the festival.

Ma Jinghong stood behind the counter, her arms getting sore even as she collected the money. Fortunately, she heard her man say last night that business at her grain station might be very good today, so she was mentally prepared.

I also gave my sister-in-law Xiaoya a reminder early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, the threshold for being good was almost crossed.

Seeing people squeezing in and out of the grain station, as the boss's wife, she had a mixture of joy and worry on her face.

There were too many people, more than usual on weekends. If it weren't for Sanhuzi's wife and Meijuan, as well as Hui Lihua's four good sisters, Ma Jinghong would have felt like she and Xiaoya were the only ones who couldn't resist today's battle.

On the left and right sides of the grain station, the bosses who also opened shops and did business stood at the door of their respective shops, watching people pouring into Xu Qing's grain station. Their faces were dumbfounded and at the same time they felt mixed emotions.

They thought Xu Qing's motorcycle was taken away yesterday, which was bad luck.

But in today's scene, it's not bad luck, it's clearly a fortune.

Several shop owners who were relatively familiar with Xu Qing were wondering yesterday why Xu Qing asked Xiaoya to come over to find someone from the newspaper office.

Today I finally got over it.

Boss Xu of Dare Lover's family had an idea and took advantage of his motorcycle to win the lottery for Li Laosi in the vegetable market. He took the opportunity to find people from the newspaper to come over and promote it.

Not a penny was spent.

Take a look, the business at Xuji Grain Station is good, even more prosperous than the restaurants at noon.

Suddenly everyone felt sour in their hearts.

They also want to find someone from the newspaper to help promote their store.

But the problem is, if there is nothing going on, how can we promote it?

They didn't dare to imitate Xu Qing and hold a lottery on New Year's Day last year.

At this time, I can only look forward and sigh, secretly feeling that it can't compare, it really can't compare.

On New Year's Day last year, Xu Qing just started an event and it became very popular.

It can be prosperous again today.

Today they have opened their eyes and learned a lot about how to do business.

You can still do this.

One by one, they held newspapers or feather dusters and looked at the endless stream of people coming in and out of Xu Qingliang Station.

I thought to myself, I really have to learn from it in the future.

In a suburban meat factory, Xu Qinggang finished lunch with the workers on the stove in the cafeteria and returned to the office.

Er Mazi, who followed through the door, asked:

"Qingzi, is what the newspaper said true? You didn't really give the motorcycle to that Mr. Li, did you?"

Xu Qing stood in front of the stove, took off his military coat and said:

"Brother Mazi, you didn't see me this morning. Did you come here on a bicycle?"

Er Mazi frowned and said, "I see, don't I ask you? Is it true or not?"

Xu Qing threw his military coat on the sofa and said:

"Brother Mazi, why are you asking when it's so obvious? Yesterday afternoon, Mr. Li won the golden rice, so of course he wanted to give him the motorcycle.

Doing business is all about integrity and reputation. "

Er Mazi's eyes were wide open, he was stunned for a while, he touched his forehead with his hand and said:

"Qingzi, you just bought that motorcycle last year. You have only been riding it for a year. It costs 750 yuan. This is for free. Don't you feel bad?"

Xu Qing reached out and grabbed the cigarette case on the coffee table, shook out a cigarette, stretched it to the stove and lit it:

"How can I not feel distressed, but how can I not fulfill my promise that I will give it away if I win the first prize?"

Er Mazi looked at Xu Qing, raised his hand to scratch his hair, and responded:

"Qingzi, what you said is true, but it would be a pity that Mr. Li Laosi, who sells vegetables in the vegetable market, won the lottery."

Xu Qing took a puff of cigarette and said: "It's a pity. Whoever wins the draw will get it. This matter was decided before. There is no pity or pity."

Er Mazi sat down on the sofa, crossed his hands and put them behind his head, leaned back, put his left foot on his right leg, and sighed:

"Qingzi, you should let me win the lottery. I'll ride the motorcycle for a while. If it's not still yours, why should I take advantage of that Li Laosi?"

When Xu Qing heard this, he smiled helplessly. What Er Mazi said, how could he not have thought of it.

But if you do that, your reputation will be ruined.

The people in the city couldn't be convinced either.

Apart from anything else, even the neighbors at my own grain station didn’t believe it.

Of course, he can also let Xu Damao or Silly Zhu who live in his compound win.

My brother-in-law, Ma Jiefang, my old classmate Li Guohua, and Erniu are both fine.

In this way, the credibility will be improved compared to Er Mazi, but it is not a problem after all.

Li Laosi is lucky. He won the prize in the lottery yesterday. Due to reasonable circumstances, he deserves the motorcycle as the first prize.

First, Li Laosi won by luck, there was no problem.

Second, Li Laosi is a vegetable vendor in Dongdan Vegetable Market.

He drew a motorcycle, and Xu Qing felt better than others.

How many people come in and out of the vegetable market every day? It cannot be said that people living in Sijiu City go to the Dongdan vegetable market to buy vegetables.

But at the very least, people who live in Dongdan will go.

Li Laosi won a motorcycle, and everyone who went to the market to buy food could see it.

If a vegetable seller suddenly gets on a motorcycle, he will definitely attract attention and make people curious.

According to Li Laosi's sincere temperament, he answered truthfully.

In addition, the other vendors in the vegetable market cannot say that they know Li Laosi thoroughly, but they are at least very familiar and understanding.

They are all colleagues who buy and sell in the vegetable market. On the one hand, they are envious, but on the other hand, they also mutter a few words while selling vegetables to customers.

This in turn can expand the reputation of your own grain station and increase its popularity.

This will make the business of the grain station more prosperous.

The kettle sitting on the stove was boiling and white steam was coming out. Xu Qing picked it up and poured it into the kettle.

Er Mazi lay lazily on the sofa, sighing, feeling that it was really not worthwhile for Xu Qing to give away the motorcycle.

However, the depth of his thoughts was far from Xu Qing's.

After all, Xu Qing is the boss, not him.

In the evening, as soon as Xu Qing returned to the compound, Yanbu Guiniu in the front yard stopped wiping his bicycle with a rag, turned around and said:

"Xiao Qing, the newspaper in our city said that your motorcycle was stolen. It's such a big deal. Why didn't you tell me about it when you came back last night?"

Xu Qing pushed a bicycle that he hadn’t ridden for more than a year:

"Third uncle, that's the main thing. There's nothing much to say. We're doing business. If we hold a lottery to give away motorcycles, we will definitely give them away sooner or later."

Yan Bugui stared at Xu Qing with his eyes hidden behind the lenses, nodded and said:

"That's right, but motorcycles are so expensive. If someone takes them away, you are now the boss and you can't ride a bicycle anymore, right?"

Xu Qing smiled and said: "Third uncle, what can I do? Before I bought a motorcycle last year, I didn't ride a bicycle every day."

Yan Bugui continued: "That's true."

Xu Qing stood in the front yard and chatted with Yan Bugui for a while, then pushed his bicycle and continued back to the backyard.

Yan Jiecheng, who lived in the front yard, looked into the yard through the kitchen window for a long time, turned to Li and said:

"Daughter-in-law, have you seen it? Don't you always say that Qingzi is better than me? You saw it today. He didn't even keep his motorcycle. It was taken away by someone yesterday. He doesn't have much ability. "

Yu Li held the chopsticks in her right hand and put noodles into the pot with the help of her daughter. She squinted her eyes and said to Yan Jiecheng:

"Qingzi, after all, I have been riding a motorcycle for a year. What about you? Have you ever ridden one?"

Yan Jiecheng held a cigarette in his mouth, bent down and sat in front of the stove to light the fire silently.

Yu Li covered the pot and then said:

"Yan Jiecheng, you never thought that Qingzi would dare to give away a motorcycle that he has only ridden for a year. Why?"

"Silly!" Yan Jiecheng said without thinking.

Yu Li snorted, raised her hand and pushed Yan Jiecheng on the back:

"You loser, you think Qingzi is a fool. If someone dares to give it away, you must be brave!"

"If you don't have courage, Qingzi is just stupid."

"Yan Jiecheng, if it were you, would you dare? Are you willing?"

Yu Li asked angrily.

Yan Jiecheng was stunned for a moment, stopped talking, and let the flames in the stove reflect his blush.

He followed his parents since he was a child and learned to plan carefully.

If you really have a motorcycle, even if it is scrapped, it will be pushed to the recycling station and sold as scrap metal for money. As for giving it away, there is no way to give it away!

Let alone a motorcycle, it is just a pedal of a bicycle. Even if it is broken, you will not give it away easily.

As for the so-called courage, if Yan Jiecheng had it, he would have gone to university a few years ago when Yan Bugui asked him to go to university.

There were several great opportunities in front of him, but they were all missed because of Yu Li's obstruction.

So far, she listens to Yu Li's advice on everything, and her daughter-in-law refuses to say anything. She doesn't even dare to complain.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu in the courtyard looked down upon him.

In the central courtyard, Xu Qing was about to step across the crescent gate between the central courtyard and the backyard. Silly Zhu walked out of the house and hurriedly stopped him:

"Qingzi, don't go back in a hurry. Brother has something to ask you."

Xu Qing stopped, and Silly Zhu said directly: "Qingzi, what's going on with you? Why was the motorcycle taken away?"

Silly Zhu said, took out the economy cigarettes from his body, handed one to Xu Qing and said, "If I hadn't read the newspaper today, I would have thought that you didn't come back on a motorcycle last night, so you borrowed it from someone else."

Xu Qing continued to smoke and said with a wry smile: "Brother Silly Zhu, the third uncle just asked me in the front yard."

Silly Zhu snorted and said: "The third uncle, that stingy man, is asking you out of kindness. Who knows what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd?"

Xu Qing didn't respond. Silly Zhu shrank and said:

"Come on, come to my room and sit for a while. Brother, I stewed a chicken and it's still in the pot."

When Xu Qing saw this, he turned around and pushed his bicycle, stopping at the door of Silly Pillar House.

As soon as he entered the Silly Pillar House, he saw a casserole placed on the stove in the house, with a whole chicken stewing in it.

The aroma of chicken and chicken soup continues to spread with the sound of slurping.

Xu Qing didn't take off the scarf around his neck, leaned over and took a look and said:

"Brother Silly Zhu, did you buy it yourself or get it from the factory?"

Silly Zhu closed the door and said with a smile: "Qingzi, brother, I am now the director of the cafeteria of the third factory. How can I eat a chicken and spend my own money?"

Xu Qing smiled and said nothing.

Silly Zhu picked up the spoon that was placed aside, stirred the casserole, and said:

"Qingzi, what's going on with your motorcycle? Let me talk to my brother."

(End of this chapter)