A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

"Secondly, I have a special worker's certificate, which is registered with the Jinshui Town Machine Tool Factory. I receive a special allowance of 100 yuan per month, as well as 120 liters of fuel coupons."

Xu Guangping wasn't quite sure what a special worker's certificate was, but the fact that he didn't have to work and could still receive special allowances and fuel coupons meant he was definitely not ordinary.

"Third, I go to Guangyun City every two months to provide two sample garments to Sanhe Garment Factory, the largest garment factory there. The design fee is 20,000 yuan, and I get a 2% commission on each garment sold. My minimum income is over 25,000 yuan."

Xu Guangping: "(ΩДΩ)!!"

"Fourth, when I go to Guangyun City, I will purchase a batch of goods, including the various dried goods I just registered, as well as clothing, electronic watches, radios, electric fans, etc., and have my partners sell them in Pingjing or Yuncheng. This part of the income is not fixed."

Xu Guangping was at a loss for words.

He suddenly felt that Joan, who was sitting opposite him, was like a glittering mountain of gold.

Based on what Joan had just said, he did a rough calculation.

Qiao An earns at least 10,000 yuan a month.

What does this mean? The combined salaries of all the cadres stationed there don't even amount to that much in a month.

"By the way, Director Xu, I own three storefronts in the city center of Yuncheng. They were all purchased in full and are my personal assets."

Xu Guangping was already numb from listening to it.

He nodded blankly, "Okay, okay."

As Qiao An left the political department office, Xu Guangping looked at the two densely packed sheets of paper.

"That Huo Jiyun kid must have found a money god."

Joan drove her Jeep and ostentatiously appeared in the military compound.

In just a short while, Guo Caifeng and the others had already spread the word about Qiao An's misuse of the company vehicle.

Even Li Shaoyun heard the rumors.

After returning home, Qiao An brought a bag of dried tangerine peel, two bottles of fruit cans, and two pieces of cured meat to Li Shaoyun's house.

Only a small portion of the women in the compound accepted jobs assigned by the military.

You either work in the cafeteria or in the logistics department; you earn little and are so tired every day that you can't even straighten your back.

Unless they have many children and face extreme hardship, they will not go to work.

So along the way, Qiao An saw many military families, some doing housework and others comforting their children.

Li Shaoyun's husband is Brigade Commander Qi, who lives in another area.

The only difference between the residences of officers at the regimental level and those of officers at the regimental level was that the courtyard was larger.

Qiao An knocked on the door. Li Shaoyun saw it was her through the window, quickly put down the socks he was holding, and came out to greet her.

"It's Joan, come in quickly."

Li Shaoyun was startled when he saw what Qiao An was carrying.

This cured pork must weigh at least two pounds.

Qi Yunsheng was a brigade commander, and his monthly military meat ration coupons only covered two jin (1 kg).

Joan is so generous.

"Sister Shaoyun, here's some local specialty for you. This cured pork is homemade, with three parts fat and seven parts lean. It's delicious when stir-fried."

"This is dried tangerine peel. I bought it when I was doing business in Guangyun City. It can be used to make soup or steep in water."

Li Shaoyun quickly helped her sit down, saying, "You're too kind. There are many people in your family, so you should make sure the children have enough to eat."

"It's alright, I earn plenty, I can support them more than enough."

Joan didn't want to hide her wealth; having money wasn't a crime.

Li Shaoyun didn't expect Qiao An to be so straightforward, but instead found her rather interesting.

"By the way, Qiao An, there's something your sister-in-law needs to tell you."

"Today I went to the public pool to wash clothes and heard Shi Man and the others mention that you drove an army vehicle out this morning."

"This is against the rules. Military vehicles are official vehicles. Even if we military dependents want to use them, we have to submit a report and apply in advance."

Qiao An knew that Li Shaoyun was doing it for her own good.

"Sister Shaoyun, this car is mine. I went out today to report my military property to the Political Department. Don't worry, I've already reported the jeep."

"You...your own?" Li Shaoyun's expression changed.

It's not that she's overreacting.

In this era, it was simply impossible for an individual to buy a car.

"Yes, it is indeed my personal matter and has nothing to do with the government. Director Xu should call to verify."

Seeing that Qiao An spoke frankly, Xu Guangping said nothing more.

"My license plate number is from Zhongchuan Province. Maybe Shi Man and the others didn't go to school much and don't know how to read the province code on a license plate."

Qiao An also took the opportunity to make sarcastic remarks about those gossipy people.

In those days, car license plates didn't have words on them; instead, codes were used to distinguish provinces and cities.

The code for Xishan Province, where Amutu is located, is 30.

The license plate code for the Jeep that Joan drove was 02.

"Hey, you know how it is with so many women, there are all sorts of things to say. You're new here, don't take it to heart."

Li Shaoyun didn't want Qiao An to have any unpleasant encounters with others as soon as she arrived at the compound.

"I'm easy to talk to, but if someone deliberately picks on me, I'm not so easy to bully."

Li Shaoyun glanced at Qiao An. She was pregnant and looked delicate and petite. If she really fought with those women, wouldn't she be bullied to death?

She smiled but didn't say anything.

I plan to help them out more in the future.

"Sister Shaoyun, I'm new to this compound. Are there any rules or unwritten customs here?"

"You mentioning it suddenly reminded me." Li Shaoyun sat down cross-legged and continued mending socks.

"Generally, newly arrived military dependents will be treated to a meal. It doesn't need to be too lavish, just a simple home-cooked meal. Your home table definitely won't be big enough, so I'll have someone move some of their own tables to your place."

"Three or four tables will be enough."

"Go outside and buy some dried fruit or raisins, then after dinner, everyone can sit together and chat to strengthen our relationships."

"A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. We've all lived together here for so many years, don't you think?"

Qiao An nodded. "Sister Shaoyun is right. I'll start preparing in the next couple of days."

Qiao An stayed at Li Shaoyun's place until noon, when it was time for him to cook, and then immediately went home.

Just like the village rules, people don't visit each other's homes during mealtimes.

After returning home, Joan went to the kitchen to cook.

Stir-fried cured pork with shredded vegetables, stewed chicken with matsutake mushrooms, and Mapo tofu.

At Huang Minsheng's house next door, Wang Baohua smelled the odor wafting from next door and couldn't help but stand in the yard and take a sniff.

"What are you making? It smells so good!"

Huang Minsheng was carrying dishes out of the kitchen when he heard Wang Baohua's words and casually said, "I heard from Huo Jiyun that Qiao An contracted two windows in the canteen of the machine tool factory in his hometown. He used to be the head chef of the police station canteen, so his cooking must be good."

"And he's a master chef?" Wang Baohua immediately became interested. "I need to ask him for advice as soon as I get back."

In the military compound, every household was next to each other.

Many households could smell the aroma of meat wafting from the house.

With such a delicious aroma, I couldn't even eat the food on my own table.

"I wonder whose family it is? They're cooking meat all year round, even though it's not a holiday. They're going to bankrupt their family."

Guo Caifeng tapped the edge of her bowl while eating.

"You too, eat less meat. There are only a few pieces left on the plate, and you've almost picked them all out."

Xia Xiaoyun, who was reaching for food with her chopsticks, paused for a moment. "Mom, I'm pregnant. The doctor said I'm malnourished and need to eat more meat."

"You think you're so precious! When I was pregnant with Fushun, I ate only coarse food every day and had to work in the fields before dawn, and nothing happened to me, did it?"

"In my opinion, city girls like you are just pampered and spoiled. Marrying you would only make you look good, you'd be completely useless."