Rest today.
Had breakfast.
Zhang Yazhi went to court to file for divorce.
Because Liu Changyi has been arrested, the divorce procedures are expected to be completed soon.
Li Aiguo rode his bicycle and walked along the alley to Wang Dakui's shanty house.
"stop!"
As soon as he reached the door, the little black egg rushed out from behind the house.
Holding a red tassel gun, he looked alert.
The way he looks is just like the little Wang Erxiao in the Chinese textbook.
After seeing clearly that it was Li Aiguo, Xiao Heitan quickly lowered the red tassel gun and scratched his head in embarrassment.
"He's a patriotic brother."
"Hei Dan, what are you doing hiding here this early in the morning?"
Li Aiguo took out a piece of White Rabbit candy and handed it to him.
Little Heidan's eyes lit up, he took the toffee and stuffed it into his mouth, his cheeks bulging: "Just keep watch, brother Da Kui and the others have just come back and are sleeping in the house. I'm responsible for keeping watch."
Good guy, he is really the second child.
At this time, Wang Dakui heard the voice, opened the door and walked out.
"Brother Patriot is here, come in quickly." He was drowsy and yawning, with a look of exhaustion on his face from not sleeping all night.
Seeing the confusion on Li Aiguo's face, Wang Dakui explained: "I wasted a little time eating with you and Sister Zhang last night, and the goods in Jincheng were not delivered until midnight."
Li Aiguo entered the house and took a look.
The several hundred kilograms of rice, apples, and mahua we brought from Jincheng were all gone, leaving only a few empty sacks.
This kind of business is all about fast in and fast out.
The materials are transported in and dispersed as soon as possible, so that the cost can be recovered quickly and avoid being discovered.
It seems that Wang Dakui is indeed dedicated enough.
Just wait until next year.
Rural cooperative groups will be converted into communes.
The members are about to start eating from the big pot.
The situation of material scarcity will become even more severe.
The pigeon market is being inspected more and more strictly.
That's why Li Aiguo was so eager to open a scrap shop.
With a base area, we can attack when we advance and defend when we retreat, so that we can achieve long-term development.
Seeing that Li Aiguo had something to do with him, Wang Dakui waved to Little Heidan: "Comrade Little Heidan, please continue to be vigilant."
"yes!"
Little Black Dan saluted, turned around and hid behind the house.
Li Aiguo in the room was stunned. Wang Dakui did it very professionally!
"This kid is good at dancing with guns and sticks. I've already found out about the connections. When he gets old enough, I'll send him to join the army."
After closing the door.
Wang Dakui walked to the corner and kicked a pile of rags: "Cannon, wake up quickly, Brother Patriot is here."
Zhang Erpao was obviously very sleepy.
When I got up from the tattered quilt, I was still a little resentful and muttered in a low voice: "I travel all over the country during the day and deliver goods at night. My father sent me here to learn the craft from you, not to be your boss." of."
Wang Dakui was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry. He opened the drawer and took out the canvas bag.
"Okay, let's settle the score today, and I'll send you back."
"Don't worry, don't worry, cousin, you are my brother."
Zhang Erpao also woke up now.
He rushed over and held Wang Dakui's hand, "Brother Patriot is coming today, he must be opening a junk shop. We have finally become a regular army.
If you drive me away, I will tell my aunt and ask her to spank you. "
After hearing this, Wang Dakui reacted.
He shook his head and said excitedly: "Oh, why did I forget this? We have saved enough money!"
As he spoke, he took out a large pile of banknotes and a ledger from his canvas pocket and handed them to Li Aiguo.
"Brother Patriot, check the account."
This was a rule the two had set before they started working together.
No money in the canvas bag can be touched without checking the accounts.
Li Aiguo took the account book and began to reconcile the accounts, and planned the shares of the scrap shop.
The first is the money earned.
The three of them shipped a total of sixteen goods from Jincheng. After excluding the purchase cost paid to the little black fat man, Li Aiguo should be able to get two hundred yuan according to the predetermined share ratio.
Wang Dakui and Zhang Erpao can share one hundred and twenty yuan.
After finishing the calculation, Li Aiguo handed the account book to Wang Dakui: "You can do the calculation again."
Wang Dakui was not polite and counted on his fingers: "Yes, Brother Patriot, your calculation is absolutely correct."
Zhang Erpao almost drooled next to him.
In just half a month, the two of them had earned one hundred and twenty yuan.
Isn't this more comfortable than working as a formal worker in a factory?
Of course.
He was a little jealous of Li Aiguo taking two hundred yuan alone.
But not jealous at all.
Don't look at them working in the streets and alleys of Sijiu City, taking risks to deliver goods and contact customers, which is very hard.
But their work could be done by someone else.
As for delivering the goods from Jincheng and then sending them back, Li Aiguo couldn't do it without him.
By the way, Brother Da Kui calls this: "Those who work hard govern others, and those who work hard govern others."
Li Aiguo divided the money into two piles, and then started planning a scrap shop.
"The cooperation group was opened in the name of the two of you, but the shares belong to the three of us. You two are considered a family and can purchase the shares together."
He picked up the pen and wrote on the paper: "First of all, we have to buy a reverse riding donkey. You can also use it second-hand. There is one in Liu Haizhong's car repair shop. It costs 95 yuan."
"Then it's about renting a house. The rent for that two-in-one yard is five yuan and fifty cents per month. The street office stipulates that the rent must be on an annual basis, and half a year's rent must be deposited. It costs ninety-nine yuan to rent a house."
"There are also lifting scales, steelyards, broken gongs, linen bags, and other miscellaneous things. All in all, it costs twenty-two yuan."
"In addition to necessary expenses, we also have to set aside a sum of money as operating funds."
"After all, if you want to open up the scraps, you have to prepare a total of 462 yuan."
"The scrap shop is just a cover. Our main business is to purchase and sell goods from Jincheng. These require a capital of 400 yuan."
"The total is eight hundred and sixty-two dollars."
Li Aiguo continued to write on the scrap paper: "I want to hold 70% of the shares in the trade between the scrap point and Jincheng. I don't care how you divide the rest with the Second Artillery. How much share you want to take, you have to pay How much principal."
"If you don't want the shares, I can take them all."
Wang Dakui took a deep breath from his cigarette and waved his hands quickly: "If you want it, how can you not want it!"
He has been working with Li Aiguo for so long, and he knows it very well.
The eight hundred and sixty-two yuan now will turn into eight thousand six hundred and twenty yuan in a short time.
and.
Li Aiguo also suffered a loss.
The relationship with the street office is not converted into money and included in the cost.
besides.
When the scrap shop opens, Wang Dakui and his family will be able to move there, saving money on renting a house.
Even though Wang Dakui looks naive, he is quite shrewd!
"There's not enough money here. Just wait, I'll get some from my mother." Wang Dakui got up and went to the next room.
Li Aiguo knew that every time Wang Dakui made money, he would put it with his mother.
His mother wouldn't spend that money, just to make her happy.
"What? You want to open a junk shop, is it reliable? This is your wife's book."
After listening to Wang Dakui's words, Da Kui Niang put down the matchbox and raised her head to stare at him doubtfully.
Wang Dakui lowered his voice:
"This junk shop is a collective, under the name of the street office, and it is a legitimate business."
"It's funded by the state, OK, OK, I'll get the money for you right now." Da Kuiniang's attitude immediately changed.
She felt that the most wrongful thing she had done to Wang Dakui in her life was giving him a bad background.
There is no way to graduate from school, and no one wants to find a job, so I can only float in the pigeon market.
Is Pigeon Market a good place?
Before liberation, it was a place for killing people.
Now that the child was finally close to the father's side, Da Kuiniang was so happy that her legs no longer hurt and she stood up without a cane.
She dug out a ball of cotton from the sandalwood box placed on the bedside. With trembling hands, she peeled off the cotton layer by layer and took out a pile of money.
"Dakui, are these enough? If not, I still have some jewelry that I wore when I was young.
Anyway, you are getting old now. I originally planned to save it for you to marry a wife. If you need it urgently, you can send it to a pawn shop and exchange it for a few oceans. "
"That's enough, that's enough."
Wang Dakui took the money and reminded in a low voice: "Mom, these are called RMB now, not Dayang."
"Aren't they all similar? They are all things that can make people die." Da Kuiniang pursed her lips.
Wang Dakui didn't know how to respond for a while, so he could only laugh twice and left the room.
As an old lady, sometimes she looks a little confused, but sometimes she is extremely shrewd.
I think so.
decades ago.
Da Kuiniang is the eldest lady from a serious and scholarly family.
I have been reading poetry and books since I was a child, and I am also good at writing articles. However, things have changed, and I have married a man who doesn't live up to expectations.
The sub-district office is currently troubled by the fact that residents frequently go to illegal scrap points to sell their scraps.
Ordinary people sell some of their old, worn-out paper bottles.
It's not considered speculative, and it's not worth mentioning.
But this thing is not a big deal, but its reputation is not good. It is tantamount to going against the policies above.
Invisibly, it seems that the street office's mass work has not been done well.
Li Aiguo wanted to open a collective scrap shop a while ago, and Director Wang was really happy.
Later there was no news.
In the past two days, she was planning to urge her.
When I saw Li Aiguo coming to rent a house, I was so excited that I couldn't close my mouth.
"Patriot, is the junk shop ready to open?"
"Well, it's almost ready. We just need to clean up the yard and then we can serve the people."
Li Aiguo spoke.
He smiled and took out a paper bag from the canvas bag and placed it on the table.
"Aunt Wang, this is the mahua from Jincheng 18th Street. I was greedy and ate some on the train, so I left some for you."
The paper package spread out, revealing golden twists with rock sugar cubes sandwiched on top. There were green and red silk and melon strips and other small ingredients on the surface, exuding the sweet scent of osmanthus.
The golden twists did have some broken spots, but they weighed a full five kilograms and were not any less at all.
The mahua on Jincheng 18th Street may not look like just a snack, but it has a long history and is expensive. It is said that it is even sent to Haizili.
It is regarded as the best gift in Beijing.
If Li Aiguo dared to bring a complete copy today, Director Wang would have no choice but to kick him out.
Now.
After eating some mahua, giving it to elder friends is considered normal interpersonal communication at best.
When giving away cigarettes.
There is nothing wrong with giving a cigarette, but it is a mistake to give a pack of cigarettes.
It's the same thing.
Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office glanced at Li Aiguo appreciatively: "You kid, you are becoming more and more like a monkey."
She doesn't owe this gift, it's just an attitude.
Sometimes, attitude really can determine everything.
"Hey, don't I miss Aunt Wang and Uncle Liu?"
"Your Uncle Liu was praising you for growing up and being sensible just a few days ago."
Made a couple of small talk.
Li Aiguo sat on the bench next to Director Wang. He gradually relaxed his body and opened his mouth and said: "Auntie, see if there is any way to make the rent cheaper for the house I mentioned last time. You also know that Wang Dakui and the others are some poor guy."
Director Wang stood up with a smile and walked back to his desk, took out a document and said: "I have already thought about it for you. Our street has subsidies for poor households to rent houses. There are also clear provisions on it. Each block can reduce or reduce a certain amount of rent as appropriate. .”
Li Aiguo straightened up and said excitedly: "Then all of them will be exempted or exempted?! Wang Dakui has no job and has to support his mother. Life is difficult."
"Why do you sound like Jia Zhang?"
Director Wang interrupted him, rolled his eyes at him and said, "Such a big yard is enough to house seven or eight families.
Even if you call me "Mother" today, you can't get all the exemptions.
It's just that the yard is indeed dilapidated and cannot be lived in now. According to the regulations, we can reduce your rent by up to one-third. "
Li Aiguo took out the money and slapped it on the table: "One-third is one-third, who told me to be honest!"
"You just took advantage and behaved."
Director Wang stood up with a smile, counted the money, and then went to the Housing Management Department to help Li Aiguo go through the procedures.
In addition, we also issued a certificate of introduction for them, with which they can directly connect with the Beijing scrap company.
When handing the key to Li Aiguo, Director Wang said: "Your Uncle Liu is going back to the south the day after tomorrow. Come to your house for a meal."
Li Aiguo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will give you another bottle of tiger whip wine when the time comes. Please enjoy a happy life together."
"You little bastard, just beat me up, you idiot."
Director Wang hammered Li Aiguo on the back.
Li Aiguo smiled, turned around and ran out of the office.
Director Wang laughed so hard that tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he wiped them away: "Every time I see this kid, I always feel angry and want to laugh."
"Brother Patriot, have you got the key?"
As soon as they left the street office, Wang Dakui and Zhang Erpao surrounded him, with sparks of hope shining in their eyes.
After wandering for so many years, I finally have a place to stay. Can I be unhappy? !
Li Aiguo raised his hand and raised the key, shining in the sun.
Wang Dakui waved his arm fiercely: "Let's go and clean up the house!"
The three of them got on their bicycles and ran towards the house.
The house is across a street from the courtyard, right behind the community hospital.
It's fair to think that the owner of the house used to be a wealthy landlord who ran a pawn shop, and the community hospital is a pawn shop, so it can be regarded as a nearby office.
The green brick wall has been crumbled, the corners are covered with weeds, and the broken steps are covered with moss.
Li Aiguo took out the key given by Director Wang, opened the mottled wooden door, and pushed it gently.
The wooden door shook twice, then fell down with a "snap" and fell to the ground, stirring up a burst of dust.
The three of them were silent for a moment, and Wang Dakui whispered: "It's indeed broken. But it doesn't matter. The supply and marketing cooperative over at Zhengyangmen needs to change its gate. We can ask for the big iron gate."
Enter the courtyard.
The courtyard is covered with knee-deep grass, and a few walnut trees grow brightly, covering up the dilapidated blue brick houses.
The tile-roofed house is also a few years old, with rusty iron locks on the doors, half-ruined wooden window lattice, broken window glass, and tattered window paper fluttering and whistling in the wind.
Only a key to the door, not a key to the house.
Li Aiguo thought about it and felt relieved.
The iron lock is embroidered in such a way that it cannot be opened even with a key.
Zhang Erpao picked up a brick and broke the door lock. The situation inside the house was similar to that outside.
The furniture was tilted here and there, dust piled up on the ground, and a few skinny mice ran across the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Wang Dakui whispered: "It's indeed quite broken. But it doesn't matter. We can clean it out in half a day."
After walking around for a while, it became apparent that this second-entry courtyard was built on top of the first-entry courtyard.
A barrier wall was added between the south gables of the east and west wing rooms to divide the courtyard into two parts: inside and outside.
There are two doors at the closing point of the barrier wall for entry and exit.
Each courtyard has three main rooms and two side rooms on both sides, which are called three main rooms and four ears.
There are more than a dozen houses in the courtyard. It costs more than 30 yuan to rent a dozen houses, which is a good deal.
Moreover, because the owner of the pawn shop escaped in a hurry, the furniture in the house had not had time to be sold, so it was considered missing.
Just the few pieces of mahogany furniture in the house could be sold for millions if put in an auction house in later generations.
Thinking about it this way, we have made a lot of money.
Just whispering.
Two street office officers walked into the courtyard, holding pens and notebooks in their hands.
"Comrade Patriot, we are here to count the furniture in the yard."
Li Aiguo opened his mouth slightly and almost dropped the cigarette butt to the ground.
I should have known that Director Wang of the subdistrict office would not let the subdistrict office suffer.
(End of chapter)
