That day, Yan Jiecheng just came back from the training classroom.
I talked about theoretical knowledge all morning, but I didn't have time to drink water.
So I shook the thermos bottle, and there was a lot of water.
Pull the plug, but there is no heat.
Take the thermos to the boiler room to fetch water. The broken thermos doesn't keep warm. The apprentices can't fetch water this morning.
Throw two red dates and a pinch of high foam into the teapot.
This is the half bag that was collected by Section Chief Li, and half of it was distributed by Section Chief Wang, who was reluctant to put more.
Chief Li said that his high foam was made from the broken foam of various high-grade teas in proportion.
Yan Jiecheng knows that people in 49 cities love talking. What's their favorite? It's only because I don't have much money to drink it.
In fact, it is the tea powder sifted out by the tea shop when sifting tea.
This kind of scrap is useless in other places, but it is the best thing to kill water and gas in this year.
In the final analysis, it is equivalent to the tea bag later.
Tea has been used to earn foreign exchange, which is now a luxury.
There is no place to buy if you have money.
Yan Jiecheng had just had a good drink when he saw Xu Damao rushing in front of him like a hanged ghost and taking a mouthful of his teapot.
"Wipe it, it burns me to death, eh eh“
"Oh, no, you are Gao Mo. Yes, you are really good. My old man has made several Gao Mo. My baby is like nothing, and he won't give me any."
As he spoke, Xu Damao smiled blandly and bowed to Yan Jiecheng.
"Brother, you are my own brother. Please share with me."
Yan Jiecheng took out the half bag of Gao Mo from the drawer, found a newspaper, poured half of it to Xu Damao, and wrapped it like a medicine bag.
Yan Jiecheng handed the tea to Xu Damao.
"Here, take it away quickly. I feel distressed."
Xu Damao said with a smile, "Open and bright! My dear brother will pay you twice as much as you spent on Gaomo."
Yan Jiecheng pointed to the door of the office and said to Xu Damao.
"Roll..."
"Aren't you a humble man?"
Xu Damao, the eldest man, his eyes turned red when he heard this, and his promise was silent.
For Xu Damao, the world is prosperous, all for profit; The earth under heaven is all for profit.
In the past, people were driven by interests.
Including the former and Yan Jiecheng, it is also because Yan Jiecheng has become the climate.
One is to have a good relationship in advance, and the other is to have a helper to deal with Shazhu together.
Calling brothers, changing cups, drinking wine, and enjoying gratitude and revenge are just his social means.
Xu Damao likes to use his friends' bully to advertise his success.
Xu Damao's friends often have a certain social status. Not only does he have face, but they can also help to a certain extent.
However, no one wants to have too much contact with him in the quadrangle.
In the past, when others played with him, some people said that birds of a feather flock together. What can we learn from Xu Damao?
Over time, he became accustomed to being alone, and his mouth became more and more poisonous.
Only Yan Jiecheng ignored his so-called bad reputation and treated him sincerely.
Therefore, Xu Damao felt that Yan Jiechengzhen didn't treat him as an outsider at this moment.
The sincerity and enthusiasm of friendship saved a soul who was about to fall at this moment.
The heart of the people is critical, the heart of the Tao is small, the essence is unique, and the people are willing to stick to their words.
People are vulnerable and changeable. Everyone has many thoughts and ideas.
Xu Damao put away his infinite confusion and said quietly to Yan Jiecheng, "Hey, I almost forgot what I was doing when you interrupted me. I came to tell you that it's a success."
After hearing this, Yan Jiecheng hurriedly pulled Xu Damao to a quiet place.
"How do you say it?" asked in a low voice
"Two hundred jin grain. Put it at my father's house, and we will transport it together in the evening."
Yan Jiecheng was very happy to hear that there were two hundred jin of Baogu.
However, he only talked about fine grain and meat. How did Xu Damao know that he wanted to buy grain?
Xu Damao noticed Yan Jiecheng's face and said quietly, "You think your only three masters are human spirits. The wind has been blowing for so long. Can my father prepare?"
Well, compared with the Xu family, Yan Bugui is really a fool.
"Hey, it's your Uncle Xu Niu Bai. You can't refuse."
They made an appointment, and then separated. After all, they were still on duty.
This grain package does not need food stamps, but it is a little expensive, one cent and one jin.
After all, the ordinary white noodles on the market are only 17 cents, but everyone buys them according to the ration, not more.
There are generally two ways of quantitative analysis, one is grain cost, the other is grain coupons.
Every family has a grain and oil book.
At the same time, there are food tickets, fuel tickets, coal tickets, bean tickets, cloth tickets, meat tickets and other daily living bills.
Generally, when purchasing food, people buy food with tickets and books.
The grain and oil company supplies oil, rice or white flour on average every month, and other major daily necessities such as coal, soybeans, cloth, pork, etc. It also needs to supplement some meat and oil on holidays.
The grain and oil supply of each household varies slightly according to the industry, gender and age.
For example, Yan Bugui supplies 15 jin of white flour every month, while the three aunts only supply 10 jin. Now Yan Jiecheng is an industrial worker and only has 35 jin. Each of the three children in the family weighs 5 kg.
From this we can see the importance of Yan Jiecheng's work to his family.
Of course, Lao Yan's family is good at living.
At noon, both of them ate in the canteen of their respective units.
The three aunts ate Erhe noodles at home, which was not bad.
In the evening, the family only had to drink corn paste. In the words of the Third Uncle, it's not bad. It's best to drink at night. I'm hungry and not fat.
As for white noodles, except for a few left for Yan Jieyan to deal with emergencies, she can't be allowed to see white noodles as before. The rest is basically to find someone to change into coarse grains.
So it is true that Xu's father can give the Yan family 200 jin on the basis of his own grain storage.
The way is really wild!
That night, Yan Jiecheng, Xu Damao and Yan Bugui went to Xu Damao's parents' home in the evening.
After a few pleasantries, he divided two hundred jin of Baogu into four bags and packed them.
Xu Damao tied the two pockets together facing each other, like a cloth strap, and put them in the back seat of the bike.
The Yan family father and son walked three kilometers with 50 jin of Baogu on their backs.
As the saying goes, there is no light burden on a long journey. Yan Jiecheng can only say that the saying is true.
It took nearly an hour to wipe black and enter the courtyard. Yan Bugui's small body was exhausted.
You know, he is still a young man under forty.
Poor health.
Xu Damao put down the Baogu and wheeled to the backyard.
Yan Jiecheng drank two mouthfuls of water and felt that he was OK again.
Regardless of Yan Bugui, who was still resting there, he hid Bao Gu in the cellar alone.
When I came out to see Yan Bugui lying there, my shoulder hurt and my back hurt.