The Prosperous Years of Siheyuan

Chapter 11 The yard is ready
"Sister Sun, how big is the yard?"

When he heard about the yard, Chen Jisheng raised his eyebrows. He felt like he was dozing off. He had a pillow. The materials in his own hands could not be brought in and out, either at home or in the factory. He couldn't tell where they came from. It was best to have a warehouse of his own.

"The front yard is two acres and the back yard is two acres. There are rooms in the front, middle and back. Not counting the reverse house in the front, there are seventeen or eight rooms in total, right?"

Speaking of the size of the yard, Sun Meilan also frowned. She didn't know if she didn't say it. It was really scary when she said it. She had just praised Haikou. Xiao Chen was really attracted to it. I don't know what the attitude of the factory was.

"Sister Sun, I didn't want it myself, I just did it in the factory..."

Chen Jisheng briefly explained to Sun Meilan what he had just said in Director Chen's car. She was relieved when she heard it. If the government wanted to use it, no matter how big the house was, there would be no problem.

I learned from Sun Meilan that the yard was next to the scrap yard of the steel rolling mill, close to the railway outside the east gate. It was originally a warehouse for small scraps of the steel rolling mill.

It was also because of the unplanned material exchange that the yard was assigned to the purchasing group. Although the material exchange was public-to-public, it was a private transaction behind the back of the superiors, so it was still necessary to avoid others.

Sun Meilan's generous offer was not to give him the house, but to let him use it first. It was a bit unjust and unreasonable, and Chen Jisheng didn't care much about it. Now was not the time to occupy the house.

I probably communicated with the section chief Sun Meilan about the material exchange, and it was very different from what Chen Jisheng thought.

As long as the goods are not too bulky, as long as there is demand from the logistics side, the Procurement Department can directly exchange them without too much process.

After all, this kind of exchange is shady, and it is impossible for any factory to go through layer-by-layer approval and step-by-step progress as planned.

As for the real bulk, let’s not be ridiculous. If you get the supplies for a train, dozens or hundreds of wagons, which factory or department can afford it?
Perhaps the planned output of most factories in a year cannot fill an entire train. Most of what they can get from their reserve warehouses is food. If the quantity is too large, it will have an impact on the market, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

"Sister Sun, can you take me to see the yard?"

After getting a general understanding, Chen Jisheng was a bit impatient and never wanted to let Chief Sun misunderstand.

"Why are you anxious? Our sisters will grow up together in the future!"

The teasing just now was all Sun Meilan's short-term investment. If she wanted to invest any more, she had to look at the quality of the young man opposite her. She was still a little worried about the fact that the money would be put into the position all at once.

"Sister Sun, hello... I'll go out and choose a table first." Chen Jisheng understood what Sun Meilan meant and was speechless. What kind of ideological consciousness was this?

"Choose whatever is available. Let me know if you have anything to do." Sun Meilan, who had a rosy complexion, had no intention of missing out. Before she left, she didn't forget to give the blind man a wink.

After leaving Sun Meilan's unit chief's office, Chen Jisheng put his hands in his trouser pockets and took a box of 40 national defense cigarettes from the warehouse. These were military supplies and were not sold by the supply and marketing cooperative.

"Director Song, smoke."

When they first met, Chen Jisheng saw that this colleague, Song Wenyi, was definitely a heavy smoker. The middle finger and index finger of his right hand were covered with pulp, which looked like bacon.

"Hey...the cigarettes from the army are good and strong. I haven't smoked them for many years."

Taking the cigarette from Chen Jisheng, Song Wenyi lit the cigarette and looked at Chen Jisheng again, with a righteous look on his face, "That guy inside..."

"Uncle Song, it's still the same thing. I'm young, please give me more advice."

Chen Jisheng took over the conversation softly and placed the newly opened national defense cigarettes on Song Wenyi's desk.

"Her back was broken at home, and she suffered a work-related injury in our factory. She collapsed on the bed. Not much is known about this matter. It must have been six years, and the two of them have no children. It's hard..."

Chen Jisheng was a little speechless after receiving the small muskmelon handed over by Lao Song. What kind of office environment is this? It's so boring!
But when you think about it, it becomes clear that everything in the world is nothing more than food, clothing, housing and transportation. It is natural to have more ideas when you are full and warm. Once the comfortable days are over, there will be more messy things. This is a problem that cannot be solved by the general environment. .

"Uncle Song, I don't have that idea." Chen Jisheng shrugged helplessly. Although melon is good, eating too much will cause diarrhea.

"Xiao Chen, listen to my uncle, you will have a bright future in the future. Where are you now? Xiao Sun is a good person with a good temperament and a loyal friend. The person in the family takes good care of you. Over the years, I have seen her pulling strings on you. .”

Old Song couldn't help but eat the melons he gave him. Looking at this male matchmaker with a black hair, Chen Jisheng was a little cautious. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster.

"Are you two relatives?" Chen Jisheng squeezed Lao Song with his big crotch, not wanting to eat his melon.

"His father and I are old comrades. His father left early, so I gave her a hand. I resigned my son to take over, and I wanted her to give her a hand. Her status is no longer what it used to be. It will not be easy for her to take another step forward. .”

It seems that Song Wenyi is also a member of the small circle. He has a lot of money in the old factory, so he started to place bets. He has a good vision. After reading the newspaper and drinking tea, his thoughts were focused on this.

"How can I do this? You, Gao, have seen it." Chen Jisheng didn't dare to take this job. There wouldn't be much benefit if he took it, so he simply refused.

"I think you can do it. Let's see later. It's a long time!"

Seeing that Chen Jisheng was not revealing his true identity, Song Wenyi's eyes became even more lustful. He was the one who instigated Sun Meilan's teasing.

His relationship with Sun Meilan is real, they are family friends. Although it is not honorable to keep a matchmaker and have sex, it is a skill to be able to eat well now. The honor does not fill the belly!

After a pack of cigarettes, Chen Jisheng chose an inconspicuous place to sit down, and the logistics guy also came to deliver things.There is no shortage of everything from winter coats to summer short-sleeves. There are double washbasins, kettles, and teapots. Four or five pairs of cowhide protective shoes. There is also a full box of towels, soaps, pens, inks, and other office supplies. It's also double, and five people came to deliver these things from the logistics side.

After signing politely, Chen Jisheng looked at the clothes, shoes and hats that were delivered. They had the same number as his own military uniform. He must be a capable person in logistics!

"Look, what did I say..."

Looking at the labor insurance supplies that can last him two years, Song Wenyi's eyes are even more pleased. He is also an old resident of this logistics building. He has never heard of any young person getting such treatment.

"Hi..." Chen Jisheng was also helpless. How could there be complete fairness? "Uncle Song, how do we order Mao?"

"You have to come on the first day of every tenth day, and you have to have a reason for the rest of the time. Just tell the unit chief. We generally don't go out, and it won't work if we don't come for a long time.

You've just arrived, so it won't matter if you don't come for three to five days. Xiao Sun knows what to say, okay, go to the other side of the street to make connections! "

Lao Song was familiar with many processes in the factory and knew what Chen Jisheng was thinking. The purchasing department was one of the few free positions in the factory and ordinary people couldn't get in, let alone those who came directly to work as clerks.

"Let's go in the afternoon. I don't have any food at home, so I'll eat at the factory at noon."

It's a bit troublesome not having a watch. It seems like I have to buy one. I think of the old seahorse this morning. Chen Jisheng still has the same attitude. It's just sesame.

While chatting with Lao Song, he packed up the things just delivered by the logistics, and the right solution was to get them home as soon as possible, otherwise it would cause trouble for the comrades in the logistics.

There are currently six people in the office, including himself. Lao Song is a clerk who has been working all his life. He has two desks to himself. Two of them are regular workers. They have connections at home and don’t come to work very often. One is a temporary worker. , and don't come to work very often.

While we were chatting, we arrived at the dinner table. Sun Meilan had a bedridden person at home and was in a hurry to bring food home. Song Wenyi's family had many older children, so he had to bring food home even if he couldn't eat alone.

Only Chen Jisheng was alone, carrying a newly issued aluminum lunch box and a yellow enamel basin, and strolling towards the cafeteria. There were all new faces along the way, and not a single acquaintance looked at him.

The steel rolling mill is not small, and we pass through many office buildings, workshops, factories, and warehouses along the way. Compared to the thousands of workers, the infrastructure is somewhat beyond the standard, and several factories have obviously not been used for several years.

When we arrived at the canteen, we walked for about 10 minutes. Lao Song and the others didn't remind them just now. They would have just rode their bicycles if they had known.

Nowadays, life is difficult due to food shortages. The steel rolling mill does not have many channels to obtain food, and the canteen does not provide many benefits. It also requires money and tickets. Many workers bring their own meals, so not many people seriously eat in the canteen.

After queuing up to the window, I didn't see Shazhu, but I saw Liu Lan, Deputy Factory Director Li's best friend, serving food at the window.

There are two staple foods, one is yellow steamed buns with noodles, and the other is steamed buns. The dishes are spicy stir-fried cabbage, stewed eggplant, cold cucumber, and persimmon soup without eggs. There is no oil or water in the cafeteria of Dachang.

"Two steamed buns, a portion of Chinese cabbage, call me Silly Zhu."

The food was a bit bland but edible. Seeing that the steamed buns with noodles were good, Chen Jisheng wanted to buy more so that he could prepare a dish for the evening. He would have to trouble Shazhu about this.

"Acquaintance?" Liu Lan was not easy to boss around. She rolled her eyes and said reluctantly, "Silly Zhu..."

"Hey, brother, you really did it! You were assigned to the rolling mill without saying a word, which workshop it was assigned to? I'm familiar with this place."

Silly Zhu in the cafeteria is high-spirited, has particularly good eyesight, and is extremely confident. He is even more crazy when meeting people he knows.

"Brother Zhu, I am assigned to the Purchasing Department. Can I buy ten of these two noodle steamed buns?"

Chen Jisheng then remembered that he didn't tell Shazhu about the distribution last night. It was a big deal to eat, and there would be plenty of opportunities after chatting.

"It's done! Why can't it be done? If you have money and tickets, you can have as much as you want. If it doesn't work, I'll make it for you.

Hua Zi, bring me a cloth bag for the steamed buns. "

Compared with making it yourself, the prices in the canteen are still high, which is why there are only a few people in the canteen. Without conditions, even the factory canteen can't afford it at this time.

Knowing that Chen Jisheng was a big business owner, Shazhu didn't remind him anything. He calculated the money at the normal price and Liu Lan accepted it.

He then ordered his apprentice Ma Hua to get a small noodle bag for Chen Jisheng. Ten steamed buns came in five lunch boxes. Obviously, Chen Jisheng didn't have any. The small noodle bag was just right.

"Thanks, Brother Zhu, I'll give you the bag tomorrow."

Chen Jisheng put the steamed buns on the lunch box and vegetable basin, reached out to take the small bag handed over by Liu Lan, and thanked Silly Zhu.

"No, just take it. There are plenty of kitchens for this thing."

After Sha Zhu finished speaking, he saw Chen Jisheng going to eat, so he started chatting with Liu Lan and others. It was nothing more than Chen Jisheng's big things and small things. He went to the purchasing department when he could enter the factory, which was their biggest talking point.

(End of this chapter)