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Chapter 31 Settlement of Accounts
He first turned into a slender crocodile dragon and strolled around the area. Recently, he wanted to understand what kind of environment this was. He didn't know whether it was an island, a peninsula, or a continent.

After all, his pterosaur couldn't fly and couldn't run too far. The farthest he could get was about ten miles into the innermost area. He even accidentally entered another group of pterosaurs and was almost beaten up. So when Wang Luo saw the pterosaurs flying freely in the sky, he felt a little envious. It would be great if they could fly.

"It's not easy, it's not easy. It's too big. I can't kill it with my small body. I have to think of a way."

He returned to the cave, looked at the pterosaur in the sky, then looked at the red tasseled spear placed beside him and shook his head helplessly. This thing wouldn't work and it couldn't kill the pterosaur.

After much thought, Wang Luo finally decided to get a hot weapon. There are quite a lot of guns and other things outside now. After all, it has only been a few years since the war, so hot weapons are everywhere in the civilian population and the country has not forcibly confiscated them.

According to the "Interim Measures for Gun Management" promulgated in 1949, the country's attitude towards civilian guns at that time was still mainly "neither support nor opposition."

The only restriction is the shape and number of guns that can be owned by civilians; no one is allowed to privately possess military guns, and only homemade guns such as earth rifles and shotguns are allowed, and each person is allowed to have no more than two guns. Those who want to legally possess guns must report it.

Don't even think about military ones, but hunting rifles, air guns and the like are still fine. Air guns are now displayed in department stores and sold as legitimate commodities.

Wang Luo plans to use Uncle Li's connections to get himself a certificate so that he can go hunting and get an air rifle or a shotgun to play with. This shouldn't be a big problem.

He was happy again when he thought of a solution. He excitedly turned into a slender crocodile dragon, ran to the pterosaur's nest, took out another egg, and returned to the courtyard world. Such a happy thing should be celebrated, haha.

As the aroma of fried dinosaur eggs spread, the people in the yard could do nothing even if they were jealous. They could only say that Wang Luo was capable.

But some people don't think so, such as Jia Zhangshi, saying that it is wrong if you don't give me the delicious food. But Wang Luo's family conditions are there, and she has no choice. The smell made her so tempted that she unconsciously ran to the gate of the yard and sniffed like a dog.

At this moment, Yan Bugui, who was drooling with greed, looked at Wang Luo's closed door and smelled the aroma of scrambled eggs, feeling depressed. He could not take advantage of Wang Luo, but Wang Luo had a hold on him.

"Old Yan, what are you doing?"

Seeing Yan Bugui smelling the fragrance and writing and drawing with a pen and paper, I asked curiously.

"What else are you doing? You have nothing to do, so why don't you settle the accounts?"

"Settle accounts? What accounts? Is there something missing from our house?"

"It's not our account, it's Xiao Luo's next door. How much living expenses did his parents give him? He eats and drinks all day long, either eggs or chickens. Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I'll calculate it for him!"

"Yes, eating like this all day long, the cost is indeed not a small amount. At least one dollar a day is enough for him to eat this way. The key is that he doesn't have a ticket. Even if he has a ticket, he can't buy it at the supply and marketing cooperative, and the price is expensive."

"One dollar? Haha, that's too little, that's too little. A pound of eggs in the supply and marketing cooperative was one dollar and eighty cents, but now the price has risen to two dollars and you can't even buy one on the black market. And chickens used to be one dollar and fifty cents each, but now they're five dollars each on the black market. According to Xiao Luo's three meals a day diet, it would cost at least two dollars a day, not counting oil, salt, and food." Wang Luo really didn't expect that old man Yan Bugui would give him a low score. But he used to go to the pigeon market often to buy meat, but ever since he figured out how to use the golden finger and realized his freedom to eat meat, he no longer goes there because it's dark and unsafe.

"Two dollars for a day? Oh my god, this kid is going to die. He is the only child in his family. If he were like us, he would have been bankrupt long ago. Where did she get all these good things, chickens and eggs?"

"He doesn't lack these. Apart from selling them on the black market, he often goes to his father's comrades-in-arms. Just giving him some is enough for him to eat. I just speculate. We can't afford to offend his family. We even have to curry favor with him. Maybe one day we will need them. Just giving him some from his mouth will be enough for our family to eat?"

"That's right. You should be nice to him in the future. I'll tell the kids to pay more attention to his instructions in the future."

Yan Bugui and his wife were chatting at home and didn't notice the short and fat Jia Zhang who was sniffing and lying at the door of Wang Luo's house to smell the scent.

Because the voice was soft, Jia Zhang didn't hear the specific situation clearly. She only heard words like "Wang Luo's daily living expenses are 2 yuan, and he goes to the black market."

After hearing this, I counted on my fingers and realized, two dollars a day, that’s 60 dollars a month. That’s a huge amount of money!
There are no secrets in the Siheyuan. It didn’t take long before the whole courtyard knew that Wang Luo spent 60 yuan a month.

After hearing about this, the people in the yard just treated it as a topic of conversation after dinner. Wang Luo was the only child in the family. His parents were both military officers with military ranks and he knew so many uncles and aunts. It was no big deal for him to eat something good. It would not affect their eating of steamed corn bread anyway. However, it was different for ordinary people.

"This little beast from the Wang family actually spends 60 yuan a month on food. What good food is this? It's fine if you just eat it, but you don't even know how to respect an old man like me."

It was just a coincidence that Jia Dongxu brought home ten kilograms of corn flour from Yi Zhonghai's house and went out, and no one knew where he went. Qin Huairu was not at home, and Jia Zhang's nagging made Qin Huairu feel very annoyed.

"Mom, the Wang family has the means. They can spend as much as they want and eat whatever they want. They won't give us anything anyway. It's useless to be envious. You'd better stop worrying about it!"

"You know shit. Why would a kid like him spend so much money? Even if his parents dote on him, they can't give him so much money, especially since he only eats chicken or fish every day.

Look at how our family is doing. We all rely on Dongxu's salary. He should help us. I'm just angry that he eats like this every day and spends so much money. This money must have come from an unknown source."

Jia Zhang was just an ordinary, unreasonable woman. She didn't have a big brain and thought in a simple way, imagining things based on her own subjective opinion.

Qin Huairu didn't want to argue with Jia Zhang anymore. She was also shocked by Wang Luo's spending. Although she looked like a smart person, she didn't look at things in the long term. She couldn't stand Jia Zhang's nagging and said, "Mom, if you have any doubts and are upset, just report it. Let the street office check it out and it will be clear."

Well, Yi Zhonghai warned Jia Dongxu many times not to do something, but it was done by these two ignorant mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

(End of this chapter)