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Chapter Eighteen(1/2)

Until he was lying on the bed, Zhang Junshan was still talking about how it was a waste to live in the three-person room.

Zhang Junping was speechless. He didn't expect that this elder brother actually had the potential of Tang Seng.

Zhang Junshan is a famous old man in the village, and there are a lot of jokes about him being stingy in the village.

In the past, many people in the village went to the county town to get goods and make money from the supply and marketing cooperatives.

In that era, when land was used to transport goods, they were used to ship trucks. When pulling a truck, it was sometimes a few cents, and when it was often enough, it was a cent.

You can make two or three cents in a day.

Although I made a small profit, the prices were cheap at that time, and a bowl of noodles cost only five cents.

This is the cheapest meal in the county, and the noodle soup can be renewed.

Noodle soup is naturally expensive, so you can add soup as you like to drink noodles.

A bowl of noodles that you can’t eat enough naturally. Many people ask for a bowl of noodles and then eat them with the steamed buns they bring.

In the 1970s, there were no private hotels, they were all state-owned. It was already a good service attitude for hotel waiters.

It is impossible for you to just ask for soup if you don’t want noodles!

Moreover, when you buy noodles, the bowl is not easy to use. You have to pay a deposit of five cents for a bowl. After you finish your meal, you will send the bowl back and then refund the deposit.

This is not a problem for Zhang Junshan, the old man. He waited on the side, waited for the villagers to finish their meal, and then borrowed the bowl from the villagers and ran to the window to ask for the soup to be renewed.

I had five bowls of noodles soup in a row and had a full drink.

The fact that borrowing a bowl of noodles and soup was just one of the stingy incidents of Zhang Junshan.

It is said that once, Zhang Junshan had a great exaggeration. After finishing his hand, he found that there was an undigested soybean in that one.

Zhang Junshan reached out and took it out, ran to the well to wash it, and then ate it.

Also, Zhang Junshan had to endure peeing and urinate into his own field when he urinated.

Zhang Junping didn't know whether these things were true, but today he experienced Zhang Junshan's stinginess. Not only was he stingy about his own family, but he was also stingy about the money of the businessmen.

Although Zhang Junshan was annoying in nagging, Zhang Junping did not care about Zhang Junshan.

Zhang Junping saw the poverty in the countryside in the 1980s. The steamed buns on the dining table in every household were colorful, including black sweet potato noodles, yellow corn flour, and gray ones, whole wheat flour steamed buns.

If anyone can eat white flour steamed buns, he will definitely be laughed at assassination.

Even when cooking, there is very little oil in it, and there is no oil in the soup.

This is what Zhang Junping saw after the land was divided into households in 1980s.

Even now, it has been 86 years, and most families in the village still have several colors of staple food on the dining table.

In the 1970s, I was naturally poorer, and it was already a blessing to be able to eat all kinds of grains.

Thinking about it this way, Zhang Junshan’s stinginess is not so annoying, he is forced to be poor.

"Brother, the money has been paid, no matter how distressed you feel, it will be useless!

Besides, I have dozens of dollars on my side!

Live in a big shop, what if someone stole the money in the night?" I was really annoyed by this elder brother, so Zhang Junping directly said something.

"Then you can live in a three-person room, and I will live with Jianjun..."

"I took my own money to live in a triple room. The guesthouse must arrange someone else in the room, or arrange me to another room!

What is the difference between it and Zhudatongpu?

I'm dead when I sleep, what if I lose the money?"

Zhang Junping knew that his elder brother felt sorry for money, so he seized this point and asked Zhang Junshan no longer spoke.

How to choose is clear if you spend a few cents to live in a triple room and risk being stolen by dozens of dollars.

In fact, this is a false proposition and there is no such risk at all.

It has been 86 years now, not in the early 1980s. I just experienced the crackdown and society is still very safe.

Many of the dissidents, with hundreds or thousands of dollars, still live in the big shop, use the money as a pillow, and put it on their heads, and still sleep soundly.

...

The next morning, Zhang Junping took Zhang Junshan and Dong Jianjun to drink a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

Because he was afraid of Zhang Junshan's nagging, Zhang Junping did not dare to ask the restaurant to add eggs, nor did he dare to propose eating meat buns.

After dinner and sending Zhang Junshan to the railway freight yard, Zhang Junping suddenly felt relieved.

Saving is a virtue, but being stingy is not a good habit.

The reason why stinginess is annoying is that stinginess can often cause great trouble to others.

In Zhang Junping's opinion, I came out and asked Bali to ask for the furniture factory, stayed in a more comfortable triple room, ate a few meat buns, and added an egg to the spring noodles, which was not too much.

However, just because of Zhang Junshan's stinginess, Zhang Junping felt guilty when spending an extra penny.

After sending Zhang Junshan, Zhang Junping and Dong Jianjun returned to the instrument factory.

The instrument factory is also a customer of the furniture factory, and it is still the kind that owes money.

When he arrived at the instrument factory, Zhang Junping was stopped by the guard, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Junping took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man who was guarding the door, and took out a letter of introduction, "Hello, uncle! I am from Jinhe Furniture Factory, I have something to do to find your factory manager!"

The old man in the door took Zhang Junping's cigarette, glanced at the red seal on Zhang Junping's letter of introduction, and then said, "Jinhe Furniture Factory? Wait, I'll call you to ask!"

Perhaps Zhang Junping's cigarette worked, and the old guard guard did not make things difficult for Zhang Junping, so he turned around and went into the communication room to make a phone call.

In these days, the doors of factories were harder to enter than those of government agencies.

Although many administrative agencies also have communication rooms and doormen, when you enter, the communication rooms will not be blocked.

On the contrary, the factory is not an employee of our factory, and it is impossible to enter the factory.

You must register in the communication room and ask for instructions before you can enter.

Just as Zhang Junping thought about how to speak after seeing the factory director, the old man in charge came back and said to Zhang Junping: "The factory director is going to have a meeting, not in the factory! Come again the next day!"

"Uncle, can you ask, when will our factory director come back?" Zhang Junping quickly lowered another cigarette and asked with a smile.

"How can I know about this? Where can the leader be accurate in meetings?

Maybe I'll be back in a while, maybe I won't be back in a day!"

"Thank you, uncle!

I don’t smoke either. Please keep this pack of cigarettes for smoking!" Zhang Junping stuffed half of the cigarette in his hand into the old man who was guarding the door.

"This..." The old man in the door hesitated a little, and he was embarrassed to answer.

"Uncle, I'll ask you something. What's the surname of the director of our instrument factory?"

When Zhang Junping heard that Zhang Junping was asking about the factory manager’s surname. Such a simple thing, the old man immediately breathed a sigh of relief and stuffed the cigarette into his pocket, "Our factory manager’s surname is Li!"

...

After leaving the instrument factory, Dong Jianjun was a little worried and said, "Huzi, the factory director is not at home, what should I do?

My father and third uncle have been here a few times before. The first time is good, but the next few times are like this, either on a business trip or going to a meeting!

I don’t know where they come from so many things!”

"Haha! Second brother, do you think the factory director is really not at home?

They don't want to see us!"

"ah?!

What should I do?

If you can't see the factory manager, why do you have this account?"

"It's okay, let's go, let's go to the instrument factory dormitory to inquire!"

"What do you want to know?"

"Inquiry where the director of the instrument factory lives, and then we go directly to his house to find him!" Zhang Junping said, taking the lead in leaving the instrument factory.

I came to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought two large chicken cigarettes with transitional mouths, four cans of canned yellow peaches and four cans of oxidized milk essence.

"Buy so many things?" Dong Jianjun said with some distress.

These things add up to a lot of money. A big chicken cigarette with a transitional mouth costs ten yuan, four cans of canned food and four cans of malt milk essence costs twenty yuan.

Zhang Junping spent a lot of money on buying these things.

If they don’t get any money tomorrow, they really have to go to the waiting room.

Both Zhang Junping and Dong Jianjun are outstanding talents. Zhang Junping is wearing a navy blue dress and Dong Jianjun is wearing a yellow-green old military uniform, and he doesn't look like a bad person.

So, I easily found out about the factory manager's home.

After inquiring about the factory director’s home, Zhang Junping took Dong Jianjun back to the guesthouse.

It was only after dinner that the two of them came to the factory manager's house with their things.
To be continued...
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