When Chen Yuanyuan heard this, she felt a little discouraged and kept complaining that Li Yan Jie was not living up to expectations.
"If you were to become that model worker, wouldn't I be able to eat white-flour steamed buns now?"
The third aunt felt a little dissatisfied when she saw Yan Jiecheng hanging his head after being scolded.
Yan Jiecheng has been strict with his wife since he got married. Chen Yuanyuan asked him to go east, but he did not dare to go west.
Every morning, I had to get up early to give Chen Yuanyuan face wash, wait for Chen Yuanyuan to finish her meal, then take a quick bite, and then go to work.
At night, I had to give Chen Yuanyuan water to wash her feet.
Even so, Chen Yuanyuan hit and scolded Yan Jiecheng.
The third aunt saw this and felt very unhappy.
She just had to endure it because she thought that if Yan Jiecheng got divorced again, he might have to lose everything in his life.
"Tell me about you. You have been working in the steel rolling mill for three or four years, and you are still just a first-level fitter. You only earn so much money every month. What are you doing!"
"Before you got married, you always boasted that you had many friends and buddies. From what I saw, they were all bad friends. You couldn't even get a little white flour."
"If I were you, I would fall headlong into the old camphor tree at the door and die."
Chen Yuanyuan's scolding became more and more unpleasant. The third aunt couldn't bear it any longer. She stepped forward and said with a smile: "Yuanyuan, everyone is short of food now. We can't get white flour. It's not Jie Cheng's fault."
"That's because he doesn't have the ability."
As soon as Chen Yuanyuan finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and said loudly: "Yes, Li Weidong got so much fine white flour, and his family couldn't finish it, why can't you give some to us!"
Hearing this, the third aunt thought that Mrs. Jia Zhang had returned to the Yan family. She subconsciously took a look and was relieved when she saw no trace of Mrs. Jia Zhang.
The third aunt said cautiously: "Yuanyuan, you may not know how powerful Li Weidong is. At the beginning, Jia Zhang also wanted to take advantage of him, but he punished her severely."
"He is quite a powerful person." Chen Yuanyuan has been married to a courtyard house for a while and has heard about Jia Zhang's deeds.
It would be difficult for Li Weidong to deal with Jia and Zhang.
However, she, Chen Yuanyuan, is not a brainless person like Jia Zhang.
Chen Yuanyuan's big eyes rolled around, and she quickly thought of an idea.
"Mom, we don't want to borrow grain from him for free. Let's exchange it with him. If we have stick noodles at home, we will exchange it with him for fine white flour according to the proportion of the grain station."
When the third aunt heard that the food was to be exchanged, she subconsciously wanted to object. The white flour at this time was too expensive. One pound of white flour could be exchanged for ten pounds of stick noodles.
But when I heard that it was necessary to change according to the proportion of the grain station, I immediately became happy.
The grain station also provides the service of exchanging grain, but it can only be changed from refined white flour to stick noodles. One pound of refined white flour can be exchanged for two pounds of stick noodles.
If converted according to this ratio, if you switch to refined white flour from Li Weidong, you can still make a lot of money by selling it to the pigeon market, even if you don't eat it yourself.
"This is a good idea, but I still have to discuss it with Jie Cheng's father."
Talking about Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. As soon as the third aunt finished speaking, Yan Bugui opened the door.
The third aunt explained Chen Yuanyuan's thoughts to Yan Bugui in detail.
After hearing this, Yan Bugui's eyes widened suddenly and he clapped his hands excitedly: "This is a good idea. Li Weidong always claims to unite the masses. How can the masses eat chaffy vegetables? He eats white flour steamed buns himself."
"If he is willing to trade for food, we can make a lot of money."
"If he refuses, he will be out of touch with the masses. If he doesn't do it right, he won't even be able to be a director."
The third aunt waved her hands quickly: "Lao Yan, we just want to exchange some food and don't make the matter a big deal. After all, that child Yu Li is nice to me."
Although the Li family had a grudge against the Yan family because of what happened to Yan Jiecheng, the third aunt liked Yu Li very much.
When Li Weidong got married, the third aunt personally sewed the wedding quilt for the two of them.
"You are just a woman. Li Weidong is not a fool. He is obviously going to suffer. If you don't take advantage of his weakness, can he agree?"
After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he touched his chin and thought for a moment: "It's just that I am weak alone, so I may not be Li Weidong's opponent. It's best to find two more allies."
Li Weidong is very popular, and all the residents in the courtyard have a good relationship with him, except Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Jia Zhang, and the deaf old lady.
Naturally, Yan Bugui knew all about this. He didn't even bother to make dinner, so he hurried to Yi Zhonghai's house.
After Yi Zhonghai was punished by Li Weidong for some silly things a while ago, he felt that he had no shame to see others and stayed behind closed doors all day long.
At this time, he was having dinner with stick noodles and porridge. When he saw Yan Bugui coming in, he didn't even raise his head.
"Lao Yan, what's going on? Tell me quickly. Don't delay my meal."
Yan Bugui saw that there were only two bowls of stick noodle porridge, two steamed buns, and a plate of peanuts on the table. He thought to himself: There is no food on the market. Even Yi Zhonghai's monthly salary of ninety-nine yuan can only make ends meet.
Such hard days.
"Lao Yi, fine white noodles, do you want it?"
"What? Fine white noodles!" Yi Zhonghai put down the bowl and looked at Yan Bugui with wide eyes.
Immediately he gave another wry smile and took the bowl again.
"Old Yan, are you dreaming? Where can I buy fine white noodles at this time?"
Yan Bugui sat down and said with a smile: "We won't buy it, we will exchange it. I heard that Li Weidong got a reward from the factory, which is fifty kilograms of refined white flour. We will exchange it with him according to the proportion of the grain station."
Yi Zhonghai also participated in today's conference. Knowing that Li Weidong was rewarded, he smiled bitterly and said: "Old Yan, do you think Li Weidong is not as smart as you? The ratio at the grain station, hehe, now even one pound of fine white flour can be exchanged for ten pounds
No one will change your stick noodles."
Yan Bugui said with a gloomy face: "If you don't change, it would be better. He just ignores the suffering of the masses!"
Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up and he gave Yan Bugui a thumbs up: "As expected of a scholar, he is full of bad ideas."
After taking care of Yi Zhonghai, Yan Bugui did not go to Liu Haizhong's house.
After experiencing the previous events, he felt that Liu Haizhong was a guy who failed in success but failed in failure.
If we let him participate, something might go wrong.
Yan Bugui left the Crescent Gate and came to Jia Zhang's house.
After Jia Zhang was taken back by Qin Huairu, she was resettled in Xu Damao's house.
Because Jia and Zhang had made a lot of money by partnering with Yan Bugui to engage in fairy dance a while ago, they were living a pretty good life.
On the table was a bowl of Erhe noodles and a plate of salted radish strips.
Seeing Yan Bugui standing outside the door, Jia Zhang's face suddenly darkened, and her triangular eyes squinted: "Yan Bugui, you still have the face to get in!"
No wonder Jia Zhang is angry.
Her career in Xianrentiao was booming, but Yan Bugui suddenly withdrew her shares because Qin Huairu introduced Yan Jiecheng to her.
Jia Zhang is an old woman and can't attract customers.
In addition, since there was no place for Yan Bu Gui to hold the town, she would do the Immortal Dance for nothing. Although she was unwilling to do so, she had no choice but to stop.
"Sister-in-law, you are still angry with me."
Yan Bugui explained with a smile: "I actually do it for your own good."
"For my own good?"
"Yeah, think about it, if Qin Huairu knows about our affairs, maybe others will know too." Yan Bugui said with a smile: "If someone else reports us, we might both have to squat on the fence.
In the house, the best policy is to accept it as soon as it is good."
"Don't talk to me about what is the best policy or not. Just tell me what you want to do today." Mrs. Jia Zhang knew Yan Bugui very well. This old boy is a master who can't afford to do anything early.
Yan Bugui told Li Weidong that he wanted to exchange food.
After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang was so excited that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear: "Well, you Yanbugui, you actually thought of such a sinister trick. This time, that kid Li Weidong is doomed."
Jia and Zhang had countless enemies in the courtyard, but the one they hated the most was none other than Li Weidong.
If nothing else, just because Li Weidong put a colored hat on Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhang wanted to eat him alive.
Now when faced with the opportunity to punish Li Weidong, Jia Zhang would naturally not miss it.
"Lao Yan, don't worry, I will be at the door of Li's house at seven o'clock in the evening."
"Okay, when the time comes, show off what you're good at and let Li Weidong see it."
After leaving Jia Zhang's house, Yan Bugui went to the deaf old lady's house.
The deaf old lady seemed to have aged much since Sha Zhu married Han Zhizhi, hiding in the house all day without showing up.
Sometimes, the residents of the courtyard even wondered whether the old lady had died in the house.
But whenever the Siheyuan Street Office sent her a subsidy, she appeared in the courtyard in high spirits.
The old deaf lady was also having a hard time. Silly Zhu hadn't visited her for a long time.
She didn't even have the energy to eat.
Yan Bugui was shocked when he saw the deaf old lady: "Old lady, why are you so thin?"
The current deaf old lady reminds Yan Bugui of dried bamboo chips.
The deaf old lady was leaning on the bed, her closed eyes opened slightly: "It's Yan Bugui, what's the matter with you coming to my place?"
"Oh, I just came to visit you, old lady." Yan Bugui knew the temperament of the deaf old lady.
If you don't show her some respect, she might turn against you and kick you out.
Sure enough, after hearing this, the deaf old lady's face looked much better, and she sat up with help from the bed.
"You are the only one in our compound who is sensible and knows how to respect the elderly."
Thinking of her situation in the courtyard, the deaf old lady felt sad in her heart.
I remember back then, she was the ancestor of the courtyard, and anyone who saw her would have to nod and bow.
Ever since Li Weidong took over his father's job and entered the steel rolling mill, he seemed to be a completely different person, and the situation in the courtyard also changed drastically.
Her favorite grandson married a shrewish woman and never recognized her again.
Her son Yi Zhonghai was kicked out of his position as the first son of the courtyard.
People in the courtyard no longer respected her.
"You are the ancestor of the courtyard, and this will never change no matter how long it takes." Yan Bugui said with a smile: "Some people do not know the bounds of heaven and earth, and do not respect you, and they need to be severely punished.
"
Hearing this, the deaf old lady raised her head, and a glimmer of light burst out from her cloudy eyes: "You mean, you want to deal with Li Weidong?"
"We have already planned it, and we are just waiting for you, our ancestor, to come and help us out." Yan Bugui explained the matter of exchanging food.
"It's good to exchange for food. My old lady is so old and still has to eat thick noodles. That boy Li Weidong secretly hid at home and ate white flour steamed buns. Don't he feel guilty? Don't worry, I will agree to this.
"
After the deaf old lady finished speaking, she lay back on the bed.
Yan Bugui walked backwards out of the house.
There was a burst of ecstasy in my heart. With these allies, I will definitely win tonight.
Night falls.
The courtyard became noisy again.
Since it was evening, Li Weidong decided to eat something lighter and asked Yu Li to fry a plate of eggs, a plate of bacon, and a plate of braised pork.
The staple food is white rice.
Although the door was closed, the fragrance still spread to the courtyard. Jia Zhang had just finished her meal and smelled the fragrance and felt hungry again.
She couldn't wait to arrive at the door of Li's house.
At this time, Yi Zhonghai and Yan Bugui were already waiting there.
The three of them looked at each other, smiled, and nodded to encourage each other.
Yan Bugui stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Li Weidong, who was eating happily, frowned when he heard the knock on the door, but did not get up to open the door.
"Yu Li, don't worry about those people, let's eat what's ours."
"Yeah! Brother Wei Dong, your craftsmanship is great."
Yu Li is pregnant. She originally had a bad appetite, but now she eats happily.
She felt that Li Weidong's craftsmanship far surpassed that of Shazhu.
The two of them feasted inside the house, but the three people outside the door suffered.
The cold wind is blowing outside, and smelling the fragrant smell is almost killing me.
But the three of them knew that Li Weidong was not easy to mess with, so no one dared to break down the door.
After waiting for half an hour, the deaf old lady appeared and broke the deadlock.
The deaf old lady pointed at the door and said with a gloomy face: "Old Yi, go and break open the door of Li's house."
With the support of the deaf old lady, Yi Zhonghai, who had been furious for a long time, took two steps back and then rushed forward.
Kicked towards the door.
At this time, Li Weidong just opened the door and saw a leg flying in, so he quickly ducked out of the way.
Yi Zhonghai kicked the ball in the air and lost his balance. With a pop, his legs were spread flat on the ground. The posture was exactly the same as doing the splits.
After all, Yi Zhonghai was quite old and had not received professional training. He only felt a huge pain in the thighs of both legs.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much!"
Seeing Yi Zhonghai holding his thigh in pain, Li Weidong laughed and said: "What's wrong, Master Yi, are you performing a unique skill for me?"
When Yi Zhonghai, who was already in unbearable pain, heard this, he was so angry that he almost lost his breath.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai starting to roll his eyes, Yan Bugui rushed up to help him.
"Lao Yi, are you okay?"
"No, it's okay."
With Yan Bugui's support, Yi Zhonghai moved a few times, and the pain gradually eased.
Li Weidong's sharp eyes flashed across the faces of several people, and he said coldly: "What's the matter? It's so late at night, you don't sleep, and you gather in front of my house for a meeting?"
Seeing that Yi Zhonghai had no hope, the deaf old lady could only walk forward with a cane: "Li Weidong, I heard that the steel rolling mill rewarded you with fifty kilograms of fine white flour. As a young man, it is really a waste to eat such fine grains."
Yes, why don't you show your respect to me, old man?"
