Siheyuan: Master of the Fire, Eating Watermelons Online

Chapter 63: Uncle is a good man, I will hold high the banner for him!
After speaking out some of the things, Wang Hongmei resolved the knot in her heart and Wang Weiguo felt much better.

Since his aunt Wang Hongmei cared about him so much, Wang Weiguo naturally didn't want her to be depressed about what happened before.

"Okay, give me the bicycle ticket!"

Thinking of the purpose of Wang Weiguo's visit this time, Wang Hongmei did not waste time and spoke directly.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Wang Weiguo handed over the bicycle ticket in his hand.

In addition to the validity date and supplier, the bicycle ticket usually also has the brand and model of the bicycle. Wang Hongmei took it and looked at it, then said to Wang Weiguo, "It's Fei Ge brand, 28 bars, it costs 160 yuan. Do you have enough money?"

"Bring it."

As Wang Weiguo spoke, he took out a big black tens from his pocket, counted out five cards, and gave the rest to Wang Hongmei.

Wang Hongmei was stunned by the wealth and power of this man.

People knew he was here to buy a bicycle, but those who didn’t would have thought he was at the market buying cabbage!

Wang Weiguo chuckled when he saw this.

The two hundred and ten yuan I just took out were all given by that unlucky guy Xu Damao.

He doesn't have to pay for the bicycle or the ticket.

After counting the money, Wang Hongmei led Wang Weiguo to the area where bicycles were sold.

Although they were not in charge of bicycles, they were from the same supply and marketing cooperative and obviously knew each other. Wang Hongmei briefly chatted with the salesperson in charge, handed the money and ticket to him, and then looked at Wang Weiguo and said, "Do you want to choose one yourself, or do you want me to help you choose one?"

This is the benefit of having acquaintances.

Now this is nothing God is the customer.

These days, if you go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy something, you still have to look at the salesperson's face.

It's like buying this bicycle.

The money and the ticket are yours, but the right to choose is not in your hands. Which one you want to buy depends entirely on the mood of the salesperson and whether he is willing to give you the one you want.

Not to mention now, but for a long time to come, the salespeople will be very arrogant.

This can be seen just from the slogan on the wall - It is strictly forbidden to beat or scold customers without reason.

Like Wang Weiguo now, he has the right to make his own choices, all because of Wang Hongmei.

However, the necessary money and tickets are still required, after all, there are rules and regulations.

"Aunt, please help me choose one!"

In this regard, Wang Hongmei was obviously much more experienced than him, so Wang Weiguo simply asked her to help.

Choosing a bicycle is a science.

Everything has a yield rate. If you are unlucky and choose a car with poor quality control, then you will be out of luck.

This includes the possibility of bumps and paint peeling during transportation, which is unacceptable to some people.

After all, if you happily spend a lot of money and money to buy a brand new bicycle and it has defects, it can really affect your mood.

For Wang Weiguo, as long as the quality of the bicycle is good, he doesn't care much about other things.

After all, they are from later times. Wang Weiguo doesn't even know how many times he has driven a car. In his eyes, a bicycle is just a relatively primitive and ordinary means of transportation.

It would be more comfortable if Wang Weiguo could be given a car to drive now.

But that is almost impossible.

If Wang Weiguo remembers correctly, the policy on private car purchases would not gradually begin to relax until after the reform and opening up, but only some people with "connections" could buy some obsolete "second-hand cars" through "special approval".

Private car ownership was officially allowed in China in 1986.

Most of the cars you see on the road nowadays are owned by the government.

soon.

Wang Hongmei helped Wang Weiguo choose a Fei Ge brand 28-bar bicycle. After asking Wang Weiguo's opinion, she also considerately oiled it.

Buying a bicycle is not the end. Next, Wang Weiguo has to take the receipt issued here to the nearby police station, pay a two-yuan handling fee, stamp the bicycle with a steel stamp, and register it. Only then will the bicycle be completely his.

It’s like giving a bicycle an ID card.

If your bicycle is lost in the future, the police station can only find it based on this information after you report it to the police station.

Pushing his bicycle outside, Wang Weiguo said goodbye to Wang Hongmei, then he got on the bike in a dashing manner and rode away.

Wang Hongmei, who was originally worried that Wang Weiguo couldn't ride a bicycle, was curious about when he learned it so well.

After going to the police station and stamping the steel seal, everything went smoothly.

When we returned to Fengze Garden, it was still early and the kitchen had obviously not started to get busy yet.

Knowing that Wang Weiguo had taken leave to buy a bicycle, several apprentices who were on good terms with him had been waiting there for a long time. As soon as they saw him come back, they hurried out.

"Weiguo, is this the new bicycle you bought?"

“It’s really new!”

"Nonsense, how can it not be new if it's just bought?"

"Is this the Flying Pigeon brand?"

"Um... can I try? Don't worry, I can ride it! I promise I won't break it for you..."

"Okay, just don't fall down."

"..."

Although they were not the same master and disciple, they had a good relationship. Wang Weiguo was not stingy and let them start directly.

Before they could take turns riding, they were discovered by their respective masters and scolded. Wang Weiguo shrugged helplessly, this was not his fault.

Back in the kitchen, Wang Weiguo quickly started today's work.

……

night.

After get off work, Wang Weiguo said goodbye to his master Sun Maofeng and senior brother Li Baoshu as usual, and left Fengze Garden on his newly bought bicycle.

"Wang Weiguo, where did you get this bicycle?"

After returning to the courtyard, Wang Weiguo had just pushed his bicycle into the front yard when he heard the door god Yan Bugui's exclamation.

"Uncle, where did you get this bicycle from?"

"This……"

Wang Weiguo found it a little funny to see Yan Bugui, who was confused by the question.

If Yan Bugui dared to say that his bicycle was stolen or obtained in an illegal way, Wang Weiguo would just slap him in the face and not care whether he was a third-class uncle or not.

How could there be such a person who would slander others as thieves for no reason?

In fact, Yan Bugui really wanted to ask Wang Weiguo where he got it from, but he didn't dare to, and he wasn't that stupid, so he could only ask in a roundabout way: "You didn't buy this, did you?"

"Yes!"

Wang Weiguo said with a smile.

"Did you really buy this? Where did you get the ticket?"

Yan Bugui was shocked, and suddenly he felt a little emotional, "Last month, Old Yi was named a model worker and was awarded a bicycle ticket. I thought he would be the first one in our hospital to buy a bicycle, but I didn't expect you to steal the limelight."

"Uncle Three, what a coincidence! This bicycle ticket was given to me by Uncle One."

Wang Weiguo was happy.

"what?"

Yan Bugui was stunned and almost doubted his own ears. He looked at Wang Weiguo in disbelief and asked, "Is it really the bicycle ticket that Lao Yi gave you?"

"The goods are genuine, why would I lie to you about this?" Wang Weiguo glanced at Yan Jiecheng who was standing behind Yan Bugui with a gloomy face and no words, and reminded him, "If you don't believe me, ask your Jiecheng. He was also there when the uncle gave me the ticket."

Obvious.

Yan Jiecheng felt very unhappy when he saw Wang Weiguo bought a bicycle.

He and Wang Weiguo were both in the hospital at the time and knew everything, but Yi Zhonghai only gave Wang Weiguo a bicycle ticket while he did not get any benefit at all, which made him feel very unbalanced.

"It's just a bicycle ticket. What's so great about it?"

Yan Jiecheng, who couldn't eat the grapes and said they were sour, tried hard to pretend to be disdainful, but his eyes still showed jealousy and dissatisfaction.

however.

Yan Jiecheng's actions just proved the truthfulness of what Wang Weiguo had just said.

at this time.

Because Wang Weiguo bought a bicycle, a lot of people had gathered in the courtyard. When they heard that the ticket for Wang Weiguo to buy the bicycle was given to them by an old man, they were all shocked and quite confused.

"Isn't this possible?"

"I do not believe!"

"I don't believe it either. Why doesn't an old man buy a bicycle for himself and give you the ticket?"

"That's right. Yesterday, Wang Weiguo..."

"This ticket can't be given for free, right? Maybe Wang Weiguo paid someone to buy it for him!"

"I think so."

"Wang Weiguo, how much did you pay for this bicycle ticket?"

"..."

Even with Yan Jiecheng's confirmation, the people present were still reluctant to believe it, and some even speculated that Wang Weiguo bought the bicycle ticket from Yi Zhonghai.

The main reason is that Wang Weiguo and Yi Zhonghai don’t have a very good relationship, and yesterday Wang Weiguo cursed Yi Zhonghai in front of everyone, and everyone heard it clearly.

Unless Yi Zhonghai is crazy, it is impossible for him to do such a thing.

The key is……

No one was willing to accept that such a great thing had fallen on Wang Weiguo's head for no reason, and they had no share in it.

Facing the reactions of the crowd, Wang Weiguo sighed and "criticized" them with great "disappointment": "What's your reaction? You actually don't believe in the noble character of an old man!"

"What's wrong with an old man giving me, Wang Weiguo, his bicycle ticket that he was reluctant to use?"

"Buy it with money? Are you trying to annoy me, Wang Weiguo, or are you insulting me?"

"I can tell from the looks of it that you guys haven't listened to my usual advice."

"An old man always says that we should respect the old and love the young, but you only remember to respect the old and love the young, but you didn't listen at all!"

"I am a junior, and the uncle is an elder. Seeing that I was recently dating, he gave me a bicycle ticket so that I could buy a bicycle to show off. As an elder in the courtyard, is there anything wrong with him caring for a young junior like me? This is a great traditional virtue of our Chinese nation that has been passed down for thousands of years!"

"Besides, our uncle is a level 6 fitter at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, earning 73.3 yuan a month. There are only two of us, he and aunt, so they can't spend it all."

"As the person with the highest salary and the wealthiest family in our courtyard, how could an old man be short of a mere bicycle ticket?"

"And didn't you hear what Jia Dongxu said? The steel mill's technical grade assessment is about to begin. The old man has already signed up for the seventh-level fitter assessment. With his technical level, it's a sure thing that he will pass the assessment. When the time comes, his salary will be raised by one level, which means he will get 84.5 yuan a month..."

"Uncle, he's a really good man. Who wouldn't he help when they're in trouble?"

(End of this chapter)