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Wang Yuying and Yang Mei are eating together now. The meat is said to nourish Yang Mei, but in fact she can't smell the meat at all now. The meat is mainly to take care of Wang Yuying.
"If you finish eating Meizi's hawthorn slices, let me know."
Yang Jun opened the car door, seemed to remember something, and told him something.
"Ah?" Liu Zhilian was stunned for a moment, but immediately responded: "I know, brother."
After picking up Yi Qiushui, Yang Jun and the other two went back together.
As soon as he got home, Yang Jun handed the meat to Ma Xiangxiu and asked her to stew it all. He wanted to treat everyone to a good meal.
Originally, Ma Xiangxiu had prepared the meal, but Yang Jun explained that she had to cook it again.
She returned to the yard next door and called Zhou Miaomiao and Zhao Hongmei over, and the three of them cooked together.
When everyone saw that there was meat to eat tonight, they all jumped up for joy, especially the children, who stayed in the kitchen and refused to come out.
"How's the business in the store lately?"
Yang Jun asked as several men sat at the stone table in the yard.
When Yang Anbang heard this, his face darkened and he frowned and said,
"It has been open for more than half a month, and we have collected more than 50 kilograms of stick noodles. There are quite a few people coming in to buy grain, but few are selling."
When Yang Jun heard this, there was no disappointed look on his face.
In this case, when he established the supply and marketing cooperative branch, he knew this would be the result.
The reason why he established this store in the first place was to solve the employment problem of Yang Anbang and others, but if this store continues to have this performance, it will definitely not work.
Only a few dozen kilograms of grain are collected in a month, which is not much than the expenditure. This will definitely cause dissatisfaction in the factory, and it will be a matter of time before the store is abolished.
"In a few days, a batch of grain will be shipped in. You will receive it when the time comes."
Yang Jun decided that this store could not be withdrawn no matter what.
He had made some calculations before and found that the steel rolling mill had a shortfall of 300 jins of grain every day, which was 9,000 jins a month. He did not require the store to receive 9,000 jins of grain a month, but at least one or two thousand jins.
It needs more food, otherwise the higher-ups will really think that this store has no value in existing.
"Brother, how many kilograms of grain are there?"
When Yang Anbang heard this, his eyes lit up.
"Two or three thousand catties." Yang Jun reported the number.
This number was carefully considered by Yang Jun.
Two to three thousand kilograms of grain, whether it is white flour or stick noodles, is calculated at an average price of one cent per kilogram, which is equivalent to two to three hundred yuan.
To maintain this store, in addition to the wages of four people, there is also the rent of the house. These expenses total about one hundred yuan.
Compared with the cost, there is still an extra one or two hundred yuan in savings, so this store still has value.
"Brother, when are we going to collect food? Or will they deliver it?"
"Don't worry, just wait for the news."
Yang Jun threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and signaled Yang Anguo to go into the room to take out the chess and play two games.
After the chess pieces are laid out.
Yang Anbang, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi looked at each other and pushed each other, but no one wanted to end.
"What do you mean? You think I'm a bad guy?" Yang Jun became unhappy and stared.
"Brother, it's not that we look down on you, but at your level, Xiangxiu allows you both to win." Yang Anguo curled his lips and said.
When Yang Jun heard this, he was so angry that he almost fell down from his stool.
However, there is no way.
What they said was the truth, they could kill any one of them and make him lose his armor.
However, who makes him bad at chess and addicted to it?
"It's only a dime a game, do you dare to play?"
There must be a brave man under a heavy reward. If you don't give him a little sweetness, who will play with him as a stinky chess basket?
"I'll come, I'll come."
"I sat down first."
"I still got the chessboard."
The three of them refused to give in to each other and competed to play chess with Yang Jun.
Yang Jun watched these three guys arguing endlessly, so he tapped Yang Anguo with his hand.
Because this guy has the worst chess skills among the three.
Ma Juzi is the best at chess, followed by Yang Anbang, and finally Yang Anguo.
"Gong pawn!"
No matter who he fights with, Yang Jun will take the lead.
"Be a door gun."
Yang Anguo didn't even jump on his horse, he just acted as a cannon.
This unconventional way of playing chess confused Yang Jun.
"General, no more." Yang Anbang laughed loudly.
Yang Jun looked at the chessboard in confusion.
After twelve steps, the veteran was killed by two cannons.
"Brother, don't be in a hurry to give money. Let's get it together."
Yang Anguo said with a smile while re-arranging the chess pieces.
Yang Anbang and Ma Juzi were holding back their laughter and reset the chess pieces for him.
"Come again."
Yang Jun shouted in dissatisfaction, then lit a cigarette to refresh himself.
After about twenty steps, Yang Jun's veteran general was once again pinned to death by Yang Anguo's horse artillery combination.
"Come again."
Yang Jun squatted directly on the stone bench. He didn't believe that he couldn't win a game today.
However, this time it was better, and I finally made it to the twenty-nineth move before being checked.
"Substitute."
Yang Jun glanced at Yang Anbang and motioned for him to come on.
The more players were replaced, the worse Yang Jun's defeat became. Yang Anbang's chess skills were obviously more than one level higher than Yang Anguo's.
After losing five games in a row, Yang Jun persisted in fewer and fewer rounds.
He lost a red eye, his mind was confused, he had no routine in playing chess, and he moved around randomly.
It wasn't until they lost the tenth game that Ma Xiangxiu asked them to eat.
In just over half an hour, he lost ten games.
An average game lasts three minutes.
Yang Jun angrily took out a dollar and slapped it on the table: "Continue tomorrow."
