The heavens set sail from the courtyard

Chapter 17
Half an hour later, Niu Meilan came to the foot of the east wall with 300 yuan, and Wang Gang also gave her [-] bags of flour, each bag [-] catties.

"Big brother, you delivered the goods quickly enough." Niu Meilan saw twenty bags of white noodles, and readily gave the money to Wang Gang.

"The money and the goods are clear, and the cooperation is happy." Wang Gang counted the money, and Niu Meilan just inspected the goods.

When Wang Gang was about to leave, Niu Meilan suddenly said: "Big brother, if you still have any goods in the future, remember to come and find me! My family lives in Zhima Hutong, just give me my name and you can find them."

"Do you want stick noodles?" Wang Gang suddenly remembered that there are still a lot of stick noodles in his space, and he doesn't eat those things.

"How many do you have?" Niu Meilan's eyes lit up again.

Wang Gang stretched out another finger.

"Yes, I want them all. I want as many stick noodles as I want."

Wang Gang knew the market, stick noodles cost nine cents a catty, and the pigeon market sold for [-] cents without a ticket.

"One cent and a catty, no counter-offer." Wang Gang offered a fair price.

Niu Meilan agreed after a little thought.

Stick noodles are cheaper than white noodles, but they are better sold. A thousand catties can earn 50 yuan, plus 100 bags of white noodles, this single transaction can make her more than [-] yuan.

"Brother, can you wait for me for an hour, I don't have that much money on hand, I have to ask my man to bring these twenty bags of white flour home."

Wang Gang said: "Tomorrow at this time, still here, bring the money."

After the two made an agreement, Wang Gang returned to the courtyard. He deliberately took a detour to avoid being followed.

He doesn't know Niu Meilansu well, so it's good to have multiple minds.

When returning to the courtyard, the third master was just about to lock the courtyard door.

"Third Master, don't be in a hurry to lock the door." Wang Gang called out, then trotted all the way into the courtyard door.

"Xiao Wang, where have you been so late!" The third master closed the door and asked Wang Gang.

"Drunk too much at night, go outside to sober up." Wang Gang found an excuse, went back to his room, lit the coal stove, and then carefully counted the harvest for the night.

Twenty bags of white flour sold for 300 yuan, all of which were loose tickets, and Wang Gang neatly arranged them into three small piles, and then threw them into the space.

His real reward tonight was the stamp.

Wang Gang was right, it was the first set of stamps "Dalong Stamps" issued by the Mosque House.

In the 70s, the Mosque Office tried postal services at the customs and issued the first set of stamps. The pattern of the stamps was a dragon lined with clouds and water waves, and it wanted to be called "Dragon Stamps".

This set of three stamps has only been issued three times. It is very rare. Decades later, it was sold at an auction house for a price of 2000 million.

It's a pity that Wang Gang only has one piece in his hand, and it's not a complete set. Naturally, the value is greatly reduced, but future generations are also worth several million.

A small postage stamp, in this day and age, is even worse than waste paper. Who would have thought that 30 years later, its value would skyrocket so crazy.

Wang Gang still thought that in two years time, he would find a way to make a "one piece of red", even if it is a small piece of red, it would be very valuable. One piece can be exchanged for one apartment, and when it is released, it will only cost 8 cents.

There are also monkey tickets issued in the 80s, get a hundred tickets, and you don't have to worry about it for the rest of your life.

8 cents a piece, 8 yuan for a hundred.

The third master and those in the compound have always said that Wang Gang doesn't know how to live by calculation, that his salary is spent every month, and he doesn't know how to save money for retirement.

Does he need to save money?Can bank interest rise more than stamps?

The old man in the TV series had a pre-retirement salary of 99 yuan, which is a huge sum of money now. He and his wife have no children and can save a lot a year, but his old age is just as bleak, and he has to rely on picking up garbage to subsidize his family. Why?
It's not that bank interest can't keep up with inflation. In the 90s, 99 yuan could eat a few meals of noodles.

For Wang Gang, there is no need to save money at all, but to survive the ten years of the great era, and there will be good days after that, good days that people can't even imagine now.

With longing for the future, Wang Gang fell asleep beautifully.

The next morning, Wang Gang woke up at the same time and continued his day's exercise. When he returned to the courtyard, he happened to see Qin Huairu pestering He Yuzhu again, as if he wanted to explain what happened yesterday.

"Sister Qin, I know your difficulties. Let's keep a little distance between us in the future! I don't think about myself, I also think about Yushui. She is not married yet, so she can't have a big brother who is not clear with the widow."

This time, He Yuzhu got angry for a while, and finally became immune to Widow Qin's pitiful eyes, left a word, and left without looking back.

Looking at He Yuzhu's leaving back, Qin Huairu really felt that his family's long-term meal ticket had flown away.

Seeing this, Wang Gang just sneered, but he didn't receive Goldfinger's task completion notification, and realized that He Yuzhu might not have completed the task of getting rid of Widow Qin.

"Why is this woman so troublesome? Even He Yuzhu said so, she still refuses to give up?" Wang Gang shook his head, went home to wash up, and got ready to go to work.

When he passed by Qin Huairu's side, he clearly felt resentment. It seemed that Widow Qin blamed He Yuzhu's changes on him.

Wang Gang sneered, he didn't even say hello to Qin Huairu, he completely broke face with her.

After washing up, Wang Gang walked to work. Not long after entering the driver's shift, Liu Jinjin started work.

"Xiao Gang, you take a train this morning to pull the steel from the third workshop to the train station. You should find Master Kong to connect you."

Liu Xian gave Wang Gang a note and the car keys.

The note is used to pick up the goods from the third workshop, and the car keys are kept by the driver's squad leader and issued when the car leaves.

Before every driver leaves the car, he must check the car carefully and make a record of the car before he can drive the car away from the factory.

The truck is an important asset of the Red Star Rolling Mill. Even if the factory manager wants to use the truck, it must be recorded.

After Wang Gang checked the car to make sure there was no fault, he drove to the third workshop, found the workshop director Zhao Danian, and handed him the delivery order.

"Master Xiao Wang, you are the one to deliver the car today!" Zhao Danian handed Wang Gang a cigarette, and handed over the order to the worker to pick up the goods.

While smoking a cigarette, Wang Gang chatted with Zhao Danian.

"Director Zhao, I'm going to the train station today, not out of the city."

Wang Gang also understood that when Zhao Danian approached him to get close, he must want to take things to the countryside.

"It's all right." Zhao Danian said with a smile: "Next time you go out of the city, tell me, I have something to bring to my mother."

"Have you finished the food stamps you brought last time?" Wang Gang and Zhao Danian were also old acquaintances.

"It's about the same time. If it wasn't for the heavy workload in the factory, I would like to go back to my hometown in person." Zhao Danian sighed.

Zhao Danian originally came from the countryside, and there is an old lady who lives in the countryside. It is difficult to leave her homeland, and she refuses to go to the city to enjoy the blessings.

Sometimes Zhao Danian would ask Wang Gang to bring some food stamps and meat stamps to his old lady, and each time he would pay thirty-five cents as labor fees.

There are still many people like Zhao Danian in the factory. Every time there is a task to go out of the city, the driver can make a fortune.

While talking, the workers in the third workshop used a trailer to transport the steel, and under Zhao Danian's command, moved the steel to the truck.

There is no crane in the third workshop, and the steel is heavy and heavy. It is all manually moved, which is very labor-intensive.

Wang Gang held a teacup and watched from the side without interfering, but he saw a familiar figure among the porters.

It turned out to be Qin Huairu.

(End of this chapter)