The family chatted for a while, and Zheng Zhendong saw that Zheng's mother was sleepy, so he said hello, walked out of the house, and prepared to go to the front yard to sleep.

But Zheng Zhendong had just walked through the weeping flower gate to the front yard, when a figure suddenly jumped out from the corner.

Zheng Zhendong was startled by him, and he raised his foot and was about to kick it over, but when he thought that this was a courtyard, it shouldn't be a bad person, so he opened his mouth and shouted: "What person?" What do you want to do if you don't sleep at night? ”

"Brother Dong, it's me Yan Jiecheng, my dad asked me to wait for you here, he has something to do with you."

Yan Jiecheng stopped and immediately explained the reason to Zheng Zhendong.

Zheng Zhendong was a little confused, and said in his heart that this Yan Lao was so late, why was he looking for himself? I don't think it's a good thing.

When he came to the door of Yan's house, Yan Jiecheng pushed open the door and shouted inside: "Dad, my brother Dong is here, you come out quickly!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Bugui came out of the bedroom directly and smiled: "Dongzi is here, sit down quickly." Xie Cheng, what are you still doing, and you don't pour water for Brother Lingdong. ”

Zheng Zhendong waved his hand: "Okay, third master, it's not too early this day, you still say what the hell is going on with me, I have to go back to sleep!" ”

Yan Bugui smiled slightly embarrassedly, and then said with a mysterious face: "Dongzi, do you remember what you said a few years ago?" ”

"Huh?"

Zheng Zhendong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment by his question, and said in his heart, what did Yan Lao Lu say? How long has it been since I said things years ago, how can I remember them, and I can't make them clear.

Seeing Zheng Zhendong stunned, Yan Bugui couldn't help but get secretly anxious.

He spent a lot of money this time and exchanged a lot of food stamps from his colleagues, and if Zheng Zhendong didn't want it, he would have smashed it.

"Dongzi, you won't forget, will you? Didn't you say a few years ago that you wanted to buy the food stamps in my hand? It won't be now, will it? ”

Yan Bugui hurriedly told the matter, and then looked at Zheng Zhendong with a nervous expression, for fear that he really didn't want the food stamps in his hand.

Zheng Zhendong suddenly realized that Yan Bugui was looking for himself for this matter, and this matter can be done.

He had asked someone before, and now farmers selling their own agricultural and sideline products are nothing at all, although there is a definition standard, but there are policies and countermeasures, and it is basically difficult to exceed the regulations.

The residents of the city save up some of the bills that they can't use up at home, give them away or sell them, and don't make a mistake in exchanging things or anything.

Otherwise, where will the bills come from in the hands of the peasants, and how can the leading cadres eat rice and white noodles all at once?

However, if you can't buy a large handful of bills in your hands, let alone buy and sell them at a high price, then it won't be socialism.

Thinking of this, Zheng Zhendong nodded: "Third master, since I told you about this, I must not lie to you?" Tell me, how many food stamps do you have? ”

After Yan Bugui heard this, a hanging heart finally let go, and then he opened his mouth to give up his seat: "Dongzi, what, let's sit down and talk about this!" ”

Zheng Zhendong also knew about this, and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so he sat down.

After seeing Zheng Zhendong sit down, Yan Bugui also sat down, and then he asked Yan Jiecheng to pour a glass of water for the two of them.

In the end, Yan Jiecheng was asked to go out and guard the door, for fear that the people in the courtyard would know that they were reselling food stamps with Zheng Zhendong, and it seemed that they were more tightly connected than underground workers.

Zheng Zhendong looked at Yan Bugui making it so mysterious, and couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Third master, how many food stamps do you have in your hand?" As for this? ”

"Dongzi, let's be careful, the matter of reselling food stamps is not so in line with the rules after all, and there is no harm in us being careful in everything."

Yan Bugui said this earnestly, and without waiting for Zheng Zhendong to speak, he said: "Dongzi, I have one hundred and fifty catties of fine grain stamps in my hand, what do you think is the right price?" ”

"How much? No, the third master, where did you get so many food stamps? Your family hasn't eaten fine grains since March, have they?

This is not right, even if your family has not eaten fine grain in the past few months, it is impossible to have so much, right? ”

Zheng Zhendong was stunned, Yan Bugui is really a ruthless person, the family lives frugally.

No wonder Yan Bugui is a guy who can buy a bicycle and a radio in the future, it turns out that he is so calculated.

"Hehe, then you don't care, these people in my family are not used to eating fine grains, so they like to eat coarse grains, so you can say can you change it? Dongzi! ”

Yan Bugui wants to make money, and if he eats less fine grains, he won't starve to death, although the stick noodles are throat-pulling, and the taste is not good, but he can also fill his stomach.

When it was not liberated, every household ate mixed noodles every day, and I didn't see anyone dissatisfied.

Now it's just a matter of eating less fine grains and more coarse grains, which is not a big deal.

Besides, wouldn't it be profitable to resell the tickets, and save up the money from the sale of food stamps to buy a bicycle in the future.

"In other words, how about the price of 1 cent a pound with you? Three masters. ”

Zheng Zhendong happily agreed, and gave a price similar to the world, he was not afraid that Yan Bugui would not agree.

After Yan Bugui heard the price, he was first happy in his heart, and then greedy, thought for a moment and said, "Dongzi, isn't this price a bit low?" Do you give it a little more? ”

Zheng Zhendong shook his head: "Okay, three masters, it's this price, if you want to change us, hurry up, there is also this price on the market outside, you can't let me suffer, right?" ”

originally thought that Zheng Zhendong didn't know the price and wanted to sell for more money, but now that he heard him say this, Yan Bugui instantly corrected his mentality.

I saw him smile embarrassedly: "Okay, Dongzi, since you say so, the third master doesn't have much to say, so this matter is settled." ”

After saying this, Yan Bugui didn't grind, he directly took out a dozen food stamps from his pocket, counted them himself, and then put them in front of Zheng Zhendong.

Zheng Zhendong took the food stamp, counted it carefully, and found that it was no more, no less, exactly one hundred and fifty catties of fine food stamps, so he put them in his pocket.

Then he took out the money from his pocket, took out two red five yuan and three Su three yuan from them, and handed them to Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui took the money, looked at it carefully, and then instructed with a smile: "Dongzi, don't tell others about this matter tonight, don't tell others when you go out, so as to save these people in our courtyard from being red-eyed!" ”

"Third master, don't worry, I won't let others know, so that's how it is today? I'll go back first! ”

Zheng Zhendong finished with a smile, then stood up and prepared to go out and go home to sleep.

Yan Bugui hasn't asked anything yet, how could he let Zheng Zhendong leave like this, hurriedly stood up, and stopped: "Don't leave yet, Dongzi, I still have something to ask you!" ”

"Three masters, you say!" Zheng Zhendong turned around and replied with a smile.

"Dongzi, do you want food stamps in the future? If you still want it, I will keep my food stamps for you! ”

Yan Bugui has just tasted the sweetness, of course he doesn't want to just do a hammer deal, he still wants to continue, so that he can make enough money as soon as possible, and then buy a bicycle to ride, so that everyone can also look up to him.

Zheng Zhendong knew that Yan Bugui's food stamps were definitely not his own, at least not all, because the number was not right, but he didn't bother to care where he got them.

After all, snakes have snake paths, rats and rats, so I don't care about these, as long as they are not stolen and robbed.

With Yan Bugui's example, he would definitely not dare to do this kind of thing, and he didn't need to worry about it.

After thinking about it so much, Zheng Zhendong said with a smile: "Third master, if you have a ticket in the future, just keep it for me, as long as I don't inform you in advance, it means that I still want it."

You may also know that my family has a large population, plus there are women and children, my eldest brother is not in good health, and he can't eat coarse grains, so the loss of this fine grain is large, and you will save more fine grain stamps in the future, just tell me in advance. ”

When Yan Bugui heard this, he was so happy that he almost didn't jump up, and hurriedly smiled and nodded in agreement.

After Zheng Zhendong finished speaking, he said goodbye to Yan Bugui again.

This time, Yan Bugui didn't stop him, and sent Zheng Zhendong out with a smile, until he watched him open the door and return home, then he called Yan Jiecheng, who had been feeding mosquitoes at the door for a long time, to go home.

"Dad, how's it going? Have our food stamps been sold? ”

As soon as the two of them returned home, before Yan Bugui sat down, Yan Xie Cheng couldn't wait to ask.

"It's sold, you don't look at who I am, how can I not sell it!" Yan Bugui was happy in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"How much does it cost to sell?" Yan Jiecheng continued to ask.

Seeing that his father was so happy, Yan Xie Chengcheng knew that this time he resold food stamps, and his family would definitely make a lot of money.

But it's hard to guess how much you earned, so you can only look at Yan Bugui, hoping to get a specific amount from him.

If you make a lot of money, you can go out and tinker, saving yourself from asking for money from your family.

It is worthy of the two fathers, and before Yan Jiecheng could continue to ask, Yan Bugui instantly understood his thoughts.

directly opened his mouth and warned: "You stinky boy, why are you asking about this?" I can tell you, this kind of thing can't be nonsense, otherwise one day something happens, I won't be able to protect you!

Don't look at me trading with Zheng Zhendong, you just follow the hot eyes, how can this kind of thing be so simple?

If you don't believe it, you can go to Zheng Zhendong tomorrow and give it a try, just say that you can get food stamps, and ask him if he wants it, what do you think he will say? ”

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he just looked at Yan Jiecheng and didn't speak.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Yan Jiecheng, who happened to be in the rebellious period of youth, obviously didn't believe Yan Bugui's words, plus he hadn't eaten well during this time, and he always wanted to improve his food, so he wanted to make some money to spend.

Now seeing that Yan Bugui didn't let him resell the food stamps, he immediately felt that his father was afraid that he would rob him of his business, so he didn't let him do it, and he also looked at Yan Bugui with red eyes.

At this time, Yang Ruihua, the third mother, walked out of the bedroom, looked at the two of them staring at each other, and couldn't help but be a little curious, and hurriedly asked, "Boss Yan, what's wrong with you reconciling?" That's good, what are you doing here? ”

"It's okay, this kid sees that I'm making money tonight, and he wants to follow the food stamps, I'm educating him!" Yan Bugui frowned, explained to the three mothers, and then continued to stare at Yan Jiecheng.

Although Yan Jiecheng has his own ideas and wants to make some money back, he should support this kind of thing.

After all, I often talk at home, don't be greedy for other people's money, and don't give your own money to others.

But this kind of thing can be done by himself, but Yan Jiecheng really can't, because he doesn't have so many years of life experience, and if he really wants to do this, he will definitely suffer losses in the future.

"Mom, you're here just in time, hurry up and give me a review, is there such a thing as my dad? I want to make some money to spend, what's wrong with that? Why didn't he let me resell food stamps? ”

Yan Jiecheng felt uncomfortable when he thought of his own father preventing him from making money, and now when he saw his own mother coming over, he immediately felt that he had found an outlet, and hurriedly looked red and creamy.

"Xie Cheng, what nonsense are you talking about? Your dad did this for your own good, you can't talk nonsense! ”

The three mothers looked at the two of them, because of this little thing, they couldn't help but feel anxious, and as soon as they grabbed Yan Jiecheng's hand, they opened their mouths to persuade them.

"Isn't it just reselling food stamps, what's this? I went back to school to exchange some with my classmates, and then came back and sold them to Dongge, even if he didn't want it, I could go to the black market to exchange it, I still don't believe it, as long as my price is lower, can I still sell it? ”

Yan Jiecheng directly said his thoughts, obviously made up his mind to do his best.

"Bastard, you don't cry when you don't see the coffin, I have to teach you a good lesson today!"

Yan Bugui saw that Yan Jiecheng was going to go to the black market to fool around, his face instantly darkened, and he couldn't help it, he got up and was about to find a stick, planning to teach Yan Jiecheng a good lesson, so as not to cause trouble at home.

"I'm just going to exchange food stamps, don't you want to stop me!"

Yan Jiecheng saw his father touching the stick, so he immediately stood up, dropped his words, opened the door, and ran out of the house.

Seeing Yan Bugui get up and prepare to chase out, the three mothers immediately stepped forward to stop him: "Old Yan, what do you think you are angry about?" Even if there is something wrong, you can just tell him, why bother to make such a fuss with the child, let the neighbors in the yard hear it, and don't laugh at us! ”

"Hmph, this stinky boy, I don't know what's wrong tonight? I didn't listen to him, and when he came back, I saw that I couldn't clean him up! ”

Yan Bugui also felt that it was difficult to chase him out, after all, if he let these people in the courtyard know about such a thing as exchanging food stamps, he would definitely have to stir up trouble for himself.

He also wants to work for a while, so that he can buy a bicycle to ride, how can he let everyone know.

But Yan Jiecheng is unwilling to obey now, and he must be taught a lesson.

Yan Bugui had no choice but to grit his teeth and sit back on the chair, and said to Yan Jiecheng at the door: "If you have the ability, you'd better not go back to the house tonight, otherwise, I have to give you some color to see!" ”