A week of relaxation made Ma Teng really comfortable. He slept until he woke up naturally every day and lost money until his hands cramped.
For ten yuan a piece, it would take 15 minutes to count ten thousand. With Ma Teng's physique, even if he counted for three hours continuously, his hands would be useless.
That's it, the money in the space hasn't been counted yet, and there are various tickets. Ma Teng arranged all the tickets.
It's a bit careless. Many tickets are for the current month or half a year. It's already January and of course they have expired.
Dig the expired tickets into a deep hole in the space, throw them directly in and bury them.
But picking some almost brand new ones and accumulating them can be considered a kind of cultural relic, right?
All that's left are some watch tickets and bike tickets.
Of course, this is of little use to Ma Teng. Once you have the ticket, you have to prepare proof of the ticket, otherwise you will not be able to use it even if you have the ticket and money.
So this vote is useless to Ma Teng.
The remaining ones are national food stamps and plane and train food stamps.
This ticket has no time limit and can be used at any time.
At that time, I was still thinking about using this ticket, but I never had the time and there were too many delays.
Fortunately, this week has passed, and some vegetables in Ma Teng's space can be harvested, such as cucumbers and small green vegetables.
Even the corn has grown taller, as well as cotton.
A few days ago, Ma Teng saw some crops blooming in the space, so he put out a beehive. This box looked big, but it was still a bit small for the development of the space.
The wood in the space was directly divided into wooden boards, and a small house was quickly built on the mountainside. It was one meter wide, 3 meters long, and 2 meters high, which was enough for bees to produce honey inside.
Ma Teng put the small beehive in, and the bees would fly up. He took out the queen bee and put it on the roof, and the bees would swarm to protect her and build a new hive around her.
The queen bee became quiet and accepted the new place. Ma Teng released her and allowed her to move freely in her new home. Apparently this place was big enough and she liked it very much.
Ma Teng also made a similar one on the mountain in the opposite corner. After a while, when flowers bloom everywhere, he can release the second nest of bees.
Watching Uncle Deng eating with him every day, but openly eating his own rations, this man didn't know how he could keep eating.
During this period, Xiaobai came to see Ma Teng alone and said that there were a few brats asking for news about Ma Teng.
"Oh, who is it?" Ma Teng was a little curious. The kid in Xiaobai's mouth must be from a nearby compound.
"Who else is there? Li Yuanchao, the one from the Li family who you beat the hardest back then. He was the oldest in the neighborhood. He also named himself a third-term eldest brother. He said that his parents were old red soldiers, and he was the little red soldier. He leads a group of people to show off his power all day long, which is annoying to watch."
"Haha, you, a little girl, know a lot. Why is that boy still playing with cats and dogs all day long? It's okay. Just tell him that when you have time, um... it's the Chinese New Year. I'll go back to the compound to have a look. Old men, take a look at those boys by the way.
Don't worry, let them rest assured, as long as they don't look for trouble, I won't beat them. "
Xiaobai left happily and told Li Yuanchao and others who claimed to be role models of the third generation.
The boys who had been dominated by Ma Teng were all making a fuss and wanted Li Yuanchao to be their backing. They were little brats back then, but now they have grown up. They are little red soldiers and are not afraid of him.
Those who clamor and hate the most are often those who have not been dealt with at all. Those who have been dealt with by Ma Teng always have slogans in their mouths and are churning in their hearts. This matter has nothing to do with me.
After a week, meetings of all sizes were held around Ma Teng. Many people said that the honor of the military should not be violated and those who kicked in the door should be severely punished, while Ma Teng had maintained his honor and could not Receive any criticism and accusation, otherwise it will have a bad impact on the outside world.
Those who protect military honor in this way are usually those who have retired from the army.
Things often have two sides, and some are so-called intellectuals who come in halfway.
Their opinion is exactly the opposite.
It's their fault for kicking in the door. You can ask them to apologize instead of directly attacking you.
In this case, the worse result will be that as long as I have a sign on my door, I will be the boss.
This is a mistake. Your family has given you an honor that others cannot get, but you are using this honor to do whatever you want here. Is this appropriate?
Anyway, everyone had their own opinions, and they all had their own reasons, so they continued to argue for a month.
The superiors couldn't stand it anymore, so they were forced to stop. Even Mr. Zhou's secretary came over for this matter.
The final result was that Ma Teng temporarily stayed at the steel rolling mill and accepted re-arrangement.
The results were also passed to the rolling mills with the announcement of the meeting.
Factory Director Yang couldn't sit still immediately, and even Secretary Liu couldn't sit still. He finally reached level 7 as an electrician. Do you want to transfer him directly?
They wanted to eat shit, but there was no way, so the two went directly to the office of the director of the Ministry of Industry, and forced the director to find the deputy department and the chief department.
After understanding the situation, the two men also smiled bitterly and shook their heads. What can they do? They can only take a trip up there.
However, the results after returning were given to Secretary Liu and Director Yang who were waiting anxiously in the office.
The result was the same, with the above considerations in mind, the two of them were dismissed in one sentence.
After returning to the steel rolling mill, Xugong and Zhanggong came to the door. A level 7 electrician couldn't just disappear, right?
He also asked the factory director to see what a good electrician team was like. If there were no electricians in the factory, the entire steel rolling mill would not be able to operate.
Factory Director Yang had no choice. If he had known that the superiors had created such a big hole for him, he would never have approved the transfer applications of Lao Cheng and Lao Shen.
There is also a machine repair shop in the back.
Alas, in the end, I became the poorest monk.
This incident not only spread throughout the rolling mill, but also spread throughout the compound.
Who is the happiest? Of course it's the Yi Party members.
They feel that Ma Teng is now close to being fired and has been suspended from work at home. Can they be unhappy about this?
Even Mrs. Jia Zhang heard about it and ate an extra spicy stick noodle pancake.
What can Qin Huairu do? He could only stare and stare. If she ate one more, he would have to eat one less.
Jia Dongxu was already suffering enough. He had no salary for two months, but in the end he borrowed 50 yuan from Yi Zhonghai's house.
Although it seems like a lot of money, in this situation, where to buy food is of course the black market. However, the price of ordinary rice is already 5 cents per catty. I heard that it is still going up. Even the stick noodles are... Directly doubled five times.
50 yuan is equivalent to 10 yuan at most in the past few months, which is probably not as much purchasing power as the previous 10 yuan.
