The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 207 Industrial Bond Issuance

"Hey, it snowed last night. This snow is really quite big!"

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest. Next year's harvest will be good!"

Li Feng, who was half asleep and half awake, moved his ears and heard the third uncle across from him and his third aunt complaining in the courtyard.

"Just get off!" He muttered, closing his eyes, he fumbled with the sweater and pants covering the quilt, and then pulled him into the bed.

"Pfft~!"

It's okay not to move, but when the person moves, the intestines move, giving the warm quilt a welcome gift in the morning.

The head buried in the quilt arched, but finally he couldn't hold it in anymore and stuck his head out to take a breath of fresh air outside.

After a while, I felt that my sweater and woolen pants were getting warm, and I put on some clothes amidst the rustling sounds.

"Squeak!"

As soon as the door of the penthouse was opened, what came into view was a vast expanse of white. The snow on the firewood pile at the third uncle's house across the door was about ten centimeters thick.

"Hey, it's really a big deal!"

As soon as he stuck his head out, his ears felt cold. Li Feng turned back to the chair in the room, picked up the Lei Feng hat hanging on it, took off the earmuffs, and put them on his forehead.

"Why is this water pipe still frozen? Why are you washing it?"

Carrying the washbasin, as soon as he walked out of the room, he saw the third uncle coming back with a kettle and a gloomy look on his face.

"Master, good morning!"

After saying hello politely, Li Feng heard that the water pipe was frozen, and Li Feng was about to put the washbasin back on the washstand.

"Yeah, good morning, don't go. It's freezing. Check to see if there's anything hot in the thermos bottle. Let's just wash it off!"

The third uncle pointed towards the water pipe with his gloved hand, waved it, then opened the door curtain and returned to the house.

"Why are you still washing? I'm going to pay you today. After you get the money, go and get things done. Don't wait any longer!"

The three aunts in the house all heard what Lao Yan said. They wiped their hands on their aprons, took the empty kettle, and urged anxiously.

"Oh, after breakfast, the bicycle can still fly with legs. Everyone has promised well. If I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, I can still pay back a few cents when the time comes!"

The third uncle looked unconcerned, took off his gloves, hung them on the back of the chair, and looked at the thermos bottle in the room.

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, don't use this water, I still have to cook porridge!"

At Li Feng's house, Liu Yin opened the damper and poured the hot water from the thermos bottle back into the kettle, preparing to pour the water pipe later.

"Mom, what do you have for breakfast?"

Li Feng stared at a few hard overnight steamed buns placed on the kettle, swallowed dryly, and asked with his scalp numb.

"It's too late to pour the water from the water pipe, then connect the water, and then cook the porridge. If it doesn't work, just eat this!"

The mother was dusting off the dust and hair on the sheets, and said angrily to her blind son.

"Forget it, I'll choke to death if I swallow the steamed bun. I'll go eat it at Zaowen Canteen!"

"Hey, you kid, you're getting more and more stupid now. It's so expensive to eat out!"

Before Liu Yin could finish nagging, Li Feng had already rushed out of the main house, crunching on the snow, and walked outside. That's right, let's go, we can't ride the car today.

"If you are not active in eating, there is something wrong with your brain!"

Li Feng, who was greedy, carefully stepped on the snow and walked towards the public-private breakfast shop in the direction of Longfu Temple.

Not to mention, the ancient buildings with blue bricks and black tiles, once covered with snow, really give people the feeling of returning to the Ming Dynasty. They are full of ancient charm. Li Feng looked at Wei Qi all the way and arrived at his destination.

"Yes, there are quite a lot of people here today!"

Maybe it was because the water pipes were frozen, so many people who were rushing to work and didn't have time to make breakfast flocked to the only steamed bun shop nearby.

"Have a bowl of braised pork, more intestines, no coriander!"

"Two taels of steamed buns and a bowl of bean juice!"

"Two bowls of fried liver and four fried dough sticks!"

Listening to the skilled manners of the gourmets, it seems that there are quite a few people here, but they are basically well-dressed, at least middle-income people and above.

The steamer on the big pot was billowing with steam, and the people in the room with different expressions were either chirping or sweating profusely and shouting with joy.

"Hello comrade, do you want to order food first or what?"

It was the first time he had breakfast outside. Li Feng was a newbie and didn't understand the rules, so he asked the people next to him.

"Look, go get some delicious food there, prepare food stamps and money, and give me money there!"

An old man who was pulled by Li Feng turned around, looked at the young man, and pointed to the place.

"Then they?"

Li Feng was confused when he saw some people sitting down and ordering directly, some of them queuing up.

"They are regular visitors. Coming here is like going home...!"

The uncle stroked the beard on his chin and said with narrowed eyes.

"I'm telling you, you have to drink fried liver like this, don't be stupid!"

Li Feng listened to the sound and looked inside, and saw a bald man with a fat head and big ears, who was teaching others how to eat fried liver.

I saw him picking up the edge of the bowl of fried liver, and inserted his black fingernails directly into the hot fried liver. It was not too hot, and he sucked it along the edge of the bowl.

He picked up the liver tip of a willow leaf, chewed it twice, slapped it on his knee, and gave a thumbs up to the person opposite.

"This is called an tunnel!"

"Comrade, please have a bowl of soy milk and two fried dough sticks."

After watching the excitement, Li Feng went to the place where he ordered food and said to the salesperson.

"There's no soy milk, there's soy juice!"

The salesperson rolled his eyes, maybe because he was busy, and explained impatiently.

"This is possible!"

"There is really no such thing. Don't talk about anything else. If you don't eat it, you will be next!"

Feeling the eyes of the people behind him focused on him, Li Feng felt like a country bumpkin at this moment. There was no soy milk in the breakfast shop, and the taste of the soy milk was unbearable to most people.

"Well, then a bowl of fried liver and two fried dough sticks!"

After thinking for a moment, Li Feng thought it would be better to listen to the advice of the shop explorer and try the fried liver, just in case it is really authentic! "Half a tael of meat stamps, two taels of fine grain stamps, thirty cents, pay over there!"

"Hey, it's really not cheap!" Although he was thinking like this in his heart, Li Feng still took the order honestly and found a seat to sit down after paying the money.

"Hey, young man, come back to the capital for the first time. You're trashing things. There's no fried liver with fried dough sticks. You have to match it with buns!"

The store explorer watched Li Feng pick up the fried dough sticks, then poked it into the fried liver, trying to "drown" it, and said to Li Feng sadly.

"Yes, I like to eat like this. This is how Kaifeng cuisine is eaten. It tastes like my mother's cooking."

After scoffing, Li Feng continued to "drown" the fried dough stick without taking it seriously. It was covered with the fried liver sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Kaifeng cuisine? Mom's taste?"

The store explorer opposite listened to Li Feng's reply, scratched his bald head, and said with a puzzled look on his face.

Because he came here on a detour and didn't ride a bicycle, Li Feng was in a hurry to go to work and collect his salary. He ignored the damaged goods, ate a full belly, patted his butt and left directly.

Walking on the snow along the way, it was difficult to reach the rolling steel. The cotton shoes, which were still cold, were already warmed up.

"Have you heard? What kind of shopping coupons are we giving out today? I give you a shopping coupon for 20 yuan!"

As soon as he entered the factory and walked a few steps, Li Feng listened to several people wearing workers' uniforms communicating with each other.

"I don't know what that thing is for, do you know?"

"I don't know, what kind of shopping voucher!"

"Let's go back and read the newspaper. We don't know. There must be news in the newspaper!"

Some smart people heard that it was related to wages and vaguely felt that the country had a new policy, so they hurried towards the workshop. There was a newspaper rack in the workshop office.

"Oh, cool!"

Hearing the words "shopping coupon", Li Feng felt a chill in his heart.

There is no "Alipay" these days, and "shopping coupons" are not the kind of consumption-stimulating products that you can buy as much as you want later. Are "shopping coupons" "industrial coupons"?
They don't know, don't they know it yet? From now on, things related to industrial products will not only require matching tickets, but also industrial coupons.

This thing is a product of the planned economy. It is used to further balance prices when the output of industrial products is not high. Of course, the balance may be a little too much, and the prices of things will skyrocket.

Shaking his head, since there is no "Baidu", the newspaper is the place to get the news. At this time, he can't care about anything else. Li Feng hurried to the transportation department.

"What are you doing standing still? Go get a shovel and shovel the snow!"

Seeing the three or five students who came to learn driving in the morning gathered together and were chatting, only a few of them consciously took brooms to sweep the snow, and Li Feng started to use them without politeness.

He pointed at the crowd of students, then pointed at the snow-covered parking lot and the subject two venue.

Don't worry, Coach Li's words are still effective. The students who were lazy just now and pretended not to see it, when they heard Coach Li got angry, they dispersed in a swarm and hurriedly looked for shovels and brooms and went to work.

"What about people?"

When he arrived at the office and looked at the empty room, Li Feng realized that the reason why no one was watching was because his emotions were gone to collect his salary.

Picking up a newspaper on the table near the door before putting it in the newspaper rack, Li Feng shook it open and read it at a glance.

""Capital City Commercial Bureau, Regarding the Issuance of Shopping Vouchers for Industrial Daily Necessities""

On the front page of the second page of the Beijing Daily, Li Feng found relevant reports. The content was colorful, and the core was to tell the residents and friends.

In the future, every 20 yuan of salary will be matched with one industrial coupon to purchase industrial products, such as bicycles, which must be matched with at least [-] industrial coupons and bicycle tickets.

"No wonder Uncle Zhao told me to buy it quickly. He has already received the news about my relationship!"

Putting down the newspaper in his hand in despair, Li Feng regretted a little. Why did he only buy a bicycle? This sewing machine is necessary for marrying a wife. Nowadays, a bicycle can get more than a dozen industrial coupons of this stuff, and buying a sewing machine shouldn't cost at least [-].

"Captain, you've got a bonus. I've gained seventy-five yuan this month!"

Cui Jian pushed open the door and walked in with a happy smile on his face. Unexpectedly, after working part-time as a coach for subject one, his salary was nearly [-]% more than before. How could he not be happy.

"I also have an extra seven and a half yuan. Hey, Chief, I have to thank you!"

Zhang Dashan followed Cui Jian in, his face turned into morning glory. He breathed a sigh of relief at the leader, took out his salary from his inner pocket, licked his fingers, and started counting again.

"Dele, just be happy. Let me ask you how many industrial daily necessities shopping coupons you got!"

Cui Jian and Zhang Dashan were stunned for a moment. He didn't know why his unit chief looked so ugly on the day when wages were paid. He took out his pockets and one took out two and the other one.

"Good guys, please read this newspaper, I hope you can still laugh!"

Li Feng picked up the newspaper and slapped Cui Jian on the chest. When the buttocks were out of the door, the two of them hurriedly looked at the page in the newspaper that Li Feng had just seen.

"This?"

Zhang Dashan's eyes widened into bull's-eyes, and he read the news in stunned silence.

"No way, I still want to buy a bicycle. I just saved enough money!"

Cui Jian sat down on the chair, his eyes were blank, as if his body had been hollowed out, he picked up his fingers and began to count two shopping coupons a month, and how long it would take to save up enough shopping coupons for Chapter [-], provided that he did not buy them In the case of other things.

"Don't look sad. I have one here. If I can't lend it to you first, I'll give it back to you after you buy the car."

Seeing Cui Jian's annoyed look, Zhang Dashan wiped the shopping coupon on his chest and handed it over reluctantly.

"No, there are only three of us together. The gap is too big. Please tell me to slow down. I just said that the accountant specifically said just now that the bonus is not a shopping voucher!"

"I thought this thing was useless, just took the money and ran away without even asking!"

Zhang Dashan was also a little annoyed. Maybe it was because the bonus exceeded 40 yuan, and he suddenly lost an industrial coupon, which made him feel like his heart was bleeding.

"No wonder he can be the chief of the department. We just got the money, and they just started to pay attention to what the industrial shopping vouchers are used for!"

With a long sigh, Cui Jian could already accept the reality. There were not many people who were beaten. At worst, he could just save it. If he didn't borrow it, a living person could still suffocate to death.

"Transportation Department, Li Feng!"

In the finance department of the agency, Li Feng stood in line to collect his salary with a dark face the whole time. When he got to the front of the queue, he put his work ID card on the table, as if the finance department owed him money.

The old accountant adjusted his temples and glanced at Li Feng. He seemed to have remembered the young man. He picked up the salary book of the transportation department and turned over the cards.

"Level 70 clerk, salary is 15 yuan, driving subsidy is 21 yuan and two, and driving school teaching bonus is [-] and [-] cents, which adds up to one hundred and sixty-six yuan."

Then the accountant put the ten big black tens and a few scattered bills handed over from the window on the table and asked Li Feng to sign for confirmation.

"There are four more industrial coupons. The salary plus transportation subsidy is 80 yuan. One coupon is 20 yuan. There are four coupons in total. Count them carefully."

After taking a quick glance, I was a little surprised that the salary exceeded [-], but the joy of receiving the salary was still dampened by the industrial coupons on the banknotes.

The confused crowd behind him felt a little shocked when they heard that Li Feng's salary had exceeded [-] for such a young age. Unexpectedly, the real owner left without counting the money.

(End of this chapter)