After this pro-army activity, the Bureau of Commerce sent a certificate of merit to Hou Dalin and their scrap yard. The troops also sent a sign of "Model Unit for Supporting the Army" here.

Hou Dalin didn't pay much attention to this, but it made Zhong Yuemin and the others feel very honored.

Although they didn't give them anything, and their names were not on the award certificate, they thought that they had played an irreplaceable role in this activity and could do something for the troops.

Even if he didn't get beaten for stealing his father's wine, it can be seen that their practice has been recognized by adults.

This encouraged the boys, and they ran more diligently in this direction.

After a few visits, this place has almost become a stronghold for them. Especially after Hou Dalin kindly gave Zhong Yuemin the key to the small cabin in the guard room, he was even more embarrassed.

These guys are all sixteen or seventeen years old, and Hou Dalin is only twenty years old, and Hou Dalin still feels quite comfortable with them.

A group of half-grown children who don't have a proper shape all day long can bring some happiness and ease to Hou Dalin's life.

Under the propaganda of this gang, many people have heard that waste products can be exchanged for chickens, ducks, fish and rabbits here.

This also makes this scrapyard even more famous. From time to time, Hou Dalin can encounter some good things. In recent years, these children are very bold, and often steal bottles and cans at home, antique calligraphy and paintings, etc., and come here to exchange for chickens, ducks, fish and rabbits.

Hou Dalin did not refuse to come, and really let him find some good things. And the most important thing is that it is safe to hand over these things to Hou Dalin, some people ask that they are here to sell scrap. What, isn't this a policy violation?

This is certainly not a violation of policy, on the contrary, it is a matter of compliance with policy. Therefore, those whose homes were stolen did not dare to speak out, but occasionally in the dead of night, they heard the screams of Lao Tzu beating his son.

This has nothing to do with Hou Dalin, he just hides what he feels valuable.

He just started learning antiques or something, and if no one teaches him, he can't learn it well. It's like someone looking for Pu Yi to identify antiques, he can only say one thing, this is not the same as my family's, how it is different, he may not be able to say.

Hou Dalin is a chronological detection method, but he puts away everything that has years.

There may also be a lot of fakes or something in it, but it doesn't matter, if it is an ancient fake, it is also valuable to pass it on to this day.

…

Today is Xiao Nian'er, Xiao Jiu'er is busy with all kinds of work at home, and Hou Dalin can't intervene. He didn't understand a lot of things, so he could only let the second sister and Xiao Jiu keep busy.

"Xiao Jiu'er, what's the matter? Is the body here this month? "Second Sister Qin is more anxious than Xiao Jiu'er now, there are two younger sisters in the family who can't give birth, and she is always worried that this youngest sister can't have children.

Xiao Jiu shook his head, meaning that he didn't come.

Second Sister Qin counts the days, but it's a week late. Rejoice right now.

"Xiao Jiu'er, maybe you can get pregnant this time!" The second sister said excitedly.

Xiao Jiu'er was not embarrassed in front of the second sister, so she wrote on the paper, Hou Dalin said it himself, and gave her a child this time.

"What? He thought he was sending his son Guanyin, and he could plant it if he wanted to? In the end, we can't look at our Xiao Jiu's belly. The second sister nodded Xiao Jiu'er's forehead, with a look of love.

Hou Dalin was killing fish at this time, today is Xiao Nian'er, he killed more than a dozen big carp, and was going to divide a few for Zhong Yuemin and a few people in a while.

Cooking fish requires more oil, but ordinary families can't make fish to eat. Not because fish is expensive, but because there is not so much oil to make fish.

Zhong Yuemin didn't have such worries, they all ate rations, and the oil or something was much richer than ordinary people.

While he was finishing his work, several soldiers walked into the scrapyard.

"Political Commissar Luo, please come in, please come in! You see I'm holding my hand, so let's not shake hands. Hou Dalin wiped his hands and let people go home.

"Don't go in, Comrade Dalin, I am a commander and fighter on behalf of our Army A, and I have come to say goodbye to you."

"Oh? The big contest is over? What are the results of our troops? ”

"Five firsts, one second, one third."

"Huo, such a good result! That's really hard work, comrades. Please help me to bring it to my comrades and say that I congratulate them on such a good result. ”

"Thank you, Comrade Obayashi, I must have brought this to me." Several people saluted Hou Dalin, and Hou Dalin waved his hand again and again.

"Comrade Dalin, we still have a reluctant request, can you sell us some more chickens or rabbits? The fighters have been training a lot and working hard during this time, and I want to add a meal to my comrades.

We also went to the vegetable market, and to be honest, there were few chickens sold at all, and we couldn't buy pork. ”

"What's wrong with that? How much do you want? I'll catch it for you! ”

Hou Dalin's words made these people look at each other, and finally said: "I want as much as you want!" ”

Hou Dalin almost replied, "I will come as much as I want."

"Political Commissar Luo, I only have forty here, if I want it tomorrow, I can go to the mountains to catch some more, most of our chickens are raised in the mountains."

"It's too late tomorrow, we'll pull it out tonight." Political Commissar Luo said a word, and then decided: "Then it will be forty." ”

This time it was not given away in vain, the secretary who came with him settled the account with Zhang Fang and paid the money. The remaining few warriors, three times five divided by two, emptied the chickens in the chicken coop.

Hou Dalin also kindly sent a cage so that they could take the chickens inside.

As soon as Political Commissar Luo left on the front foot, Zhong Yuemin arrived on the back foot.

"Brother Lin, quick, help me catch a chicken! I have an urgent need and will give you money tomorrow! ”

Hou Dalin looked at him in surprise, and said in his heart, what's wrong today? Why do you want chickens?

"You are one step late, the chickens have all been bought by Commissar Luo, and there is not a single one left!"

"Ahh It's over, my dad has fallen for Lao Li's tricks! This Lao Li is so cunning, he actually let people buy all the chickens in advance! Zhong Yue's people's feet jumped, and Hou Dalin saw it inexplicably.

It turned out that today was the day Li Yunlong was leaving, and before leaving, he drank and bragged with a few old comrades-in-arms, and mentioned the matter of Hou Dalin giving him chickens not long ago. Zhong Yuemin's father is not a good-tempered person, and the two of them say their own things, and they all take credit for themselves.

At the end of the bet, whoever can get the most chickens in the shortest amount of time wins.

Who would have thought that if Zhong Yuemin put his bicycle out of Mars, he would not be as fast as the wheels of the car of Political Commissar Luo!

It was destined that Old Man Zhong lost to Li Yunlong's cunning again.