Chapter 6: Different Uncle
Chapter 6: The Different Third Uncle
Although the Pigeon Market is tacitly allowed by the street, the supplies are limited.
If you want to buy enough supplies, the supply and marketing cooperative is undoubtedly the best place to go.
The only drawback is that they require tickets, and what I lack is tickets.
But if you have money, as long as the quantity is not large, you can buy oil coupons in Pigeon Market and then buy oil at the supply and marketing cooperative.
As for why the Chen family would rather eat less oil than come to Pigeon Market to buy oil coupons, there is only one reason.
No money...
Although Uncle Chen's salary in the Security Department was more than 40 yuan, he had to support a family of five. He did not have a permanent residence in the city, so he could not eat the rationed food and could only buy expensive food in the Pigeon Market.
In order to avoid extra expenses for accidents at home, I have to save more than ten yuan every month...
With this calculation, Uncle Chen's salary is only enough to provide his family with enough food and clothing, and there is no extra money to exchange for oil coupons and buy oil.
The money I have is all earned from fishing, so I won’t feel bad if I spend it all.
Moreover, during the three difficult years, even if you had money you could not necessarily buy supplies.
While you still have money, exchange it for supplies, especially food.
He immediately asked, "Do you have any gas coupons?"
"Have!"
The ticket scalper realized that business was coming and his eyes lit up as he answered.
"Fuel coupons cost 50 cents each, one pound each. How many do you want?"
The supply and marketing cooperative sells oil for 80 cents a pound, which is slightly cheaper than pork. Add 50 cents for the oil ticket and the price is 1.3 yuan a pound.
too expensive!
It’s better to buy pork in Pigeon Market.
Even if I spend all the money I have left, I can't even buy three kilograms of oil.
Moreover, the price of the gas coupons is almost enough to pay for the gas. It is obvious that the other party is treating me like a fool.
Wang Dong didn't want to be taken advantage of, so he shook his head decisively: "It's too expensive, I can't afford it!"
The ticket scalper didn't want to let Wang Dong go, so he quickly lowered the price: "40 cents for one pound of oil ticket..."
"Little brother……"
"I lowered the price because I think you're an honest person!"
"No one else would be able to offer this price!"
Giving up a dime right away means that the other party's profit is still very high.
Wang Dong shook his head again: "It's still too expensive... I can't afford it!"
Oil coupons are not as easy to sell as grain coupons and meat coupons. Ticket dealers hold several kilograms of oil coupons, and all of them have time limits. If they are not sold quickly, they will become waste paper after the time is up, and they will suffer a huge loss.
If a scalper finally meets someone who wants to buy oil coupons, he will definitely not let them go easily.
He lowered the price to Wang Dong again: "35 cents a piece, it can't be any cheaper."
Wang Dong was not good at bargaining, but later generations had seen too much bargaining and negotiation.
As a hotel chef, you not only have to cook, but you are also responsible for purchasing some of the raw materials.
After talking to various vegetable vendors many times, I gradually developed the ability to judge the other party’s negotiation bottom price from their expressions.
Judging from the ticket scalper’s expression, 35 cents is still not his final bottom line, but it is not far off by much.
No nonsense, just speak your mind.
"30 cents a piece, give me two!"
The ticket scalper's face was full of disappointment.
I thought Wang Dong was young and a sucker, but it turned out that this kid was so smart and could control me very well.
Selling the oil coupons at the price of three cents made him almost no profit, but it was better than losing the oil coupons and letting them become waste paper.
I was very unwilling, but I still nodded and agreed: "Three cents is three cents..."
"You've got a great advantage today..."
"If the gas coupons weren't about to expire, I wouldn't sell it to you at this price!"
After that, he took out two oil tickets and handed them to Wang Dong. After the transaction was settled, Wang Dong had more than 2.80 yuan in his hand, leaving 1.6 yuan to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy oil, and he still had more than 1.20 yuan left.
I remembered that I saw white flour and corn flour in Pigeon Market just now. They didn’t require tickets, but the prices were a bit expensive.
I decisively spent all the money and exchanged it for five kilograms of flour.
After leaving Pigeon City, Wang Dong went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.
Compared to the bustling Pigeon Market, this place is much quieter.
Basically, you need tickets to buy things here, and various tickets are the most scarce things for ordinary people. As a result, although the supply and marketing cooperatives have a wide variety of goods, not many people buy them.
He almost didn't have to wait in line and rushed to the courtyard carrying two kilograms of oil under the shocked gaze of the salesperson.
As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the alley where the courtyard was located, Wang Dong saw a familiar figure.
Third uncle Yan Fugui!
Guarding the gate of the yard and taking care of the flowers and plants at the door.
He kept his eyes on everyone who came in and out of the yard, especially the neighbors who were going home. He wanted to look through all the packed bags they brought back to see if he could get some bargains.
Wang Dong decisively turned into an alley nearby, not wanting Yan Fugui to see him.
If he knew that he brought back five kilograms of flour and two kilograms of oil, within an hour the whole yard would know that the Chen family had bought good things.
It will definitely cause a lot of people to suffer from conjunctivitis.
Although Wang Dong is not afraid of them, there will always be some minor troubles.
Before he became a fully-fledged person, Wang Dong set the following principles for himself: Don’t be afraid of people, don’t be threatened, don’t suffer any loss, and keep a low profile if possible…
So no matter what, I must not let Yan Fugui know that I made money by fishing today.
I found a corner to temporarily hide the things I brought back, picked up my fishing gear and a few small crucian carps for stewing soup, and headed straight to the yard...
"Did Dongzi go fishing today?"
Yan Fugui greeted Wang Dong from a distance.
Seeing him holding the fishing rod in one hand and a few small crucian carp in the other, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
"Is the harvest good?"
"Five fish were brought in..."
"Last time your uncle went fishing for a whole day but didn't catch a single fish and even fell and hurt himself!"
"I heard that fish is good for wound recovery..."
"Can you share a fish with Uncle San?"
"If there's anything in the hospital that needs Third Master in the future, Third Master will definitely not let you suffer any loss..."
Compared with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong in the hospital, Yan Fugui likes to scheme.
But he has his own bottom line.
You can take advantage of small things, but you must never do anything that is harmful to others.
Moreover, Yan Fugui had to support his family of five by himself. If he hadn't been calculating, he would have starved to death long ago.
Wang Dong had no disgust or dissatisfaction towards him.
He lived in the front yard just like himself. In order to get him to stand on his side if a conflict broke out in the yard, Wang Dong decided to make friends with Yan Fugui.
But he couldn't let Yan Fugui get the fish easily, otherwise he would think that he was easy to bully and would take advantage of him to fleece him.
He immediately showed a hesitant expression and refused: "Third Master..."
“I caught these fish with great difficulty…”
"Uncle Chen needs nutrition. I just got injured and I need nutrition. Sister Jun and my younger sister also need nutrition to study..."
"If we give you one, we won't even have enough for ourselves!"
Yan Fugui's face turned bad when he thought of the current conditions of Chen Dehui's family and the oppression of Wang Dong by Yi Zhonghai and others.
To be honest, the situation of the Chen family is worse than mine now. If a rumor spreads in the school that one of my teachers asked the Chen family for fish, would I still be able to save my face?
Although he was reluctant, he still shook his head and replied: "Forget it, it's not easy for you..."
(End of this chapter)