He took out his Chinese cigarettes and threw one over.
"Have you all started raising pigs?"
"I haven't seen meat in three months, why don't I think about making some snacks to put some fat in my stomach?" Li Jianguo sighed.
"I believe they haven't seen meat for three months. If you say you haven't seen meat for three months, I won't believe it even to death." Yang Jun tapped Erlang's leg with a look of disbelief.
"Ahem, don't believe it. I really haven't seen meat in three months. Look at my brother's face. Is it thinner than before?" Li Jianguo said, bringing his face closer.
Yang Jun curled his lips, not believing it at all.
If you say you can't get meat, I believe it.
But if you say that your parents can't get meat, you won't believe it even if you beat them to death.
"Last month, my mother finally got two taels of meat. The adults didn't want to taste it, so the whole province ate it for the children."
Li Jianguo took a long drag on his cigarette and complained.
Yang Jun was startled when he heard this.
Judging from the serious look on his face, he didn't feel like he was lying.
He was stunned. He didn't expect that even Aunt Wang and the others couldn't eat meat. It was conceivable that the others couldn't even see the meat.
"Okay, don't be so embarrassed. Go to my place tomorrow and see if it's too much. Four or five pounds is still no problem."
"Junzi, can you get pork?" Li Jianguo suddenly jumped up from the sofa and asked.
"I went into the mountains some time ago and hunted a wild boar. I couldn't finish it, and the rest was marinated," Yang Jun said.
"Well, I thought you had some channels to get pork, and I was thinking of getting some for the institute." Li Jianguo said a little disappointed.
When Yang Jun heard this, he rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"What are you thinking about? I only care about you, but I don't care about what you do."
Since the last time he put a piece of braised pork in his space, after so many days of copying, he now has hundreds of kilograms of braised pork in his space, and he plans to take some out and give them to Li Jianguo.
The reason why he sent braised pork was because he was afraid that others would be suspicious.
After all, it's not easy to get pork these days.
Fortunately, he went into the mountains to hunt three wild boars before, and the entire steel rolling mill knew about it. At that time, he kept a small one, and except for cooking and eating, the rest was marinated.
The braised pork has its provenance and you are not afraid of being investigated.
"This is the milk powder money, together with the money from last time."
Li Jianguo took out five pictures of black fish and photographed them in front of him.
"What do you mean? Aren't you slapping me in the face?" Yang Jun suddenly became unhappy.
According to the relationship between their two families, giving money is a slap in the face.
"Hey, you kid, don't glare at me. No one's money comes from strong winds. I can't let you help me and give me money, right?"
Li Jianguo refused to comment and stuffed the money directly into his pocket, saying angrily,
"If you don't accept it, you are slapping my brother in the face. It's also a slap in the face. Whose face do you think is better?"
When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He frowned and said, "What do you mean, my face is not as important as yours?"
"Yes!"
Li Jianguo stretched out his voice, raised his head at a forty-five-degree angle, and looked at him with a victor's attitude.
Yang Jun rolled his eyelids and seemed to smell a strange smell.
"Did you wash your hands when you caught the pig just now?"
Hearing this, Li Jianguo sniffed his hands and smiled awkwardly.
Come out of the police station.
Yang Jun has an extra gold brick in his car.
This was something he specifically asked Li Jianguo for.
He can still make the decision with one gold brick, but it would definitely be unrealistic if he wanted to buy them all.
Fortunately, there is no difference between one piece and a pile to Yang Jun. He has a copy system, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.
Back at the steel rolling mill, Yang Jun was sitting on the sofa alone, thinking about all sorts of things.
He didn't expect that the current supplies were in such a difficult situation.
Even a family like Aunt Wang's cannot have a meal of meat for several months. It is conceivable that it is even more difficult for ordinary families.
Therefore, he decided to be more careful when taking out ingredients from the space in the future.
…
When he went to work the next day, during his lunch break, Yang Jun found a clean cardboard box, covered it with newspapers, and took out five kilograms of braised pork from the space.
Looking at the pork, Yang Jun felt that it was a little short, so he took out some more.
After looking at it again, I still felt it was a bit short, so I took out a few more pieces.
Seeing the dissatisfied look on the half-full carton, Yang Jun simply took out a few more pieces.
I sealed the carton and weighed it with my hands. I felt it was at least twenty kilograms, so I could finally handle it.
Yang Jun looked at the time and felt that there was enough time, so he decided to send it to Li Jianguo.
“It smells so good!”
In Li Jianguo's office, he couldn't wait to open the box and take a bite.
Yang Jun looked funny, looking at his greedy appearance, as if he had never eaten pork.
He couldn't tell Yang Jianguo that this had just been taken out of space and was still fresh.
"Brother Jianguo, this is so good, don't let anyone see it."
"Do you even need to say that?" Yang Jianguo rolled his eyes and put the carton directly into the cabinet.
Yang Jun shrugged, expressing his helplessness at being rebuffed.
There is no need for him to explain this kind of thing. Li Jianguo naturally knows the power of this place.
Li Jianguo locked the cabinet, returned to his desk, took out a bag of tea from the drawer and handed it over.
"My mother asked me to give it to you."
Li Jianguo reluctantly gave it to him.
Yang Jun put it under his nose and smelled it, then quickly opened it and took a look.
"Pu'er?"
"Lao Banzhang." Li Jianguo said sourly.
"My dad is usually reluctant to drink it himself. That means you are so proud that even my own son would envy you."
‘Lao Ban Zhang’ is the most precious type of Pu’er tea, known as the ‘King of Tea’. It is said that these tea trees have a history of thousands of years, and the annual output is very small. It is a precious tea that pays attention to the full flavor of tea.
Ordinary people have never even heard of it, let alone drank it.
People like Li Gui don't just drink whenever they want.
Of course, this kind of 'Lao Ban Zhang' tea is not for drinking, but for collection. Even if the most important guests come to the home, the host may not be willing to take it out to entertain the guests.
Yang Jun never thought that Aunt Wang would be willing to give such good tea to him.
"Want to drink? I'll save some for you."
As Yang Jun said this, he found a newspaper and prepared to pour half of it for him.
"No... no need, my mother gave it to you, how dare I ask for it."
Li Jianguo waved his hands repeatedly and pushed the tea leaves back.
Yang Jun looked at him with a red face and erratic eyes, seeming to be avoiding him.
He immediately understood that Li Jianguo must have secretly deducted tea from him, otherwise he would have received half of the tea no matter what.
"Brother Jianguo, you, you, you." Yang Jun tapped him with his hand, very speechless.
"A little bit, just a handful." Li Jianguo gestured with his little finger sheepishly.
"Okay, let's save some face for your old face. I have something to do in the factory, so I'll go back first."
"Yes, at any time, my old face is more important than yours." Li Jianguo said shamelessly.
Yang Jun was speechless, holding his forehead and rolling his eyes.
"I still have something to do in the factory, so I'll go back first."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
On the way back, Yang Jun felt that he had gained a lot today.
On weekdays, he always drinks Biluochun, and the taste is a bit boring. He has long wanted to switch to other teas, but he has never found a good tea.
What an unexpected surprise today. Twenty pounds of braised pork was not given away for free, and I got the coveted ‘Lao Ban Zhang’.
‘Lao Ban Zhang’ has a price but no market, no matter how rich you are, you can’t buy it.
Although there was only a small bag, fortunately he had space to copy it, so he would not have to worry about not being able to drink the best tea in the future.
When he returned to the office, the first thing he did was make himself a cup of tea.
Looking at the few tea leaves left, with a thought, ‘Lao Banzhang’ was put into the space.
After a while, the fragrance of tea filled the whole room, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance of tea.
Yang Jun opened the lid and sniffed it with his nose.
‘Lao Ban Zhang’ is truly extraordinary and truly the best of the best.
He took a shallow sip.
Full of fragrance and refreshing taste.
Close your eyes and slowly taste the scent of the tea. It is bitter at first and then sweet. The fragrance fills all the seven orifices, and your nose, throat, and throat are all filled with that light taste.
Yang Jun likes drinking tea more and more. He is a meditative tea drinker. Sometimes he doesn't have much requirement for the quality of tea, he just gets used to the taste of tea.
Drinking tea, the color, aroma and fragrance are both rich and pleasing to the mind. After all the hardships, the joys come with success.
The tea in the cup becomes fragrant when it comes into contact with water. When the fragrance dissipates, the tea becomes cold.
This is just like how people are in the world. When you are high-spirited, those people will surround you like bees. When you are down, they will leave you.
This is where the so-called "tea cools off when people leave".
Halfway through the tea, he added hot water, and then again, over and over again. Yang Jun drank a cup of tea until he got off work.
When he returned home from get off work and passed by the branch of the supply and marketing cooperative, Yang Jun asked Yang Anbang to prepare his car and go haul food in the evening.
Yang Jun hadn't finished dinner yet, and Yang Anbang, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi were waiting for him.
They didn't know where they found three carts with sacks on them.
Yang Jun looked at the load of the cart, then waved and set off.
Yang Jun drove ahead and asked them to go to the warehouse to load grain.
This warehouse no longer belongs to Yang Jun, but has been sublet to Li Tiezhu by him. Although he and Li Tiezhu both have keys to the warehouse, Li Tiezhu does not often use this warehouse, but Yang Jun only uses it for three days.
It took about ten minutes to drive to the warehouse.
Yang Jun got out of the car, opened the warehouse door, and then locked it from the inside.
He turned on the light and checked it, then turned it off. With a thought, the 2,500 kilograms of grain he had prepared suddenly appeared in the warehouse.
In order not to attract other people's attention, he deliberately divided the 2,500 kilograms of grain into various crops, including corn flour, corn flour, sorghum flour, rice, soybeans, dried sweet potatoes...
In short, there are some kinds of food, but the main one is stick noodles.
After putting away the grain, Yang Jun walked out of the warehouse and squatted at the door to smoke.
About twenty minutes later, Yang Anbang and the others arrived.
"Brother, why are there so many grains?" the three of them exclaimed at the same time.
Yang Jun threw away the cigarette butt and waved: "Don't ask so many questions, just load the car."
After hearing this, the three of them took off their coats, rolled up their sleeves and started working.
The grain was packed in sacks, one bag weighed 120 kilograms, and 2,500 kilograms was just over 20 bags. One car could hold seven or eight bags, and three cars could easily load it.
"Tell Zhou Miaomiao to divide the account into several more accounts, preferably hundreds of accounts."
After locking the door of the warehouse, Yang Jun explained to Yang Anbang.
"Brother, I understand this. It just looks like it is collected in pieces." Yang Anbang understood immediately.
Having obtained so much grain at once, it would definitely arouse suspicion if it was made for just one transaction, so Yang Jun requested that it be made for several hundred transactions.
"After the accounts are done, give them to me for review first, got it?" Yang Jun explained again.
"I know, brother." Yang Anbang nodded and said, "After the scale is finished tomorrow, I will ask Hongmei to send you the money and food stamps."
"Um!"
Yang Jun nodded.
Then he told the three of them to pay attention to safety on the road, and then he drove back first.
