Yan Fugui hurriedly returned home, took out a box from the closet, picked through it and took 10 copper coins.

But after thinking about it, I took another 20.

To avoid making mistakes, only a few of the 10 copper coins are valuable old things, which will make Chu Xiangqian feel dissatisfied.

Bringing 30 copper coins, Yan Fugui ignored the neighbors in the front yard who were still watching the excitement.

He knocked on the door and entered the back-seat room. He smiled and said to Chu Qianqian, who was having breakfast with Aiyuan, "Qianqian, Aiyuan, you are eating!"

Aiyuan couldn't help but murmur in her heart. People these days will basically abide by it and not come to the door during meal time.

Moreover, when someone is treating a guest, as soon as the guest comes in, he will take the initiative to give the food stamps to the host.

Chu Qianqian shook his head at Aiyuan, who was pouting unhappy.

Aiyuan swallowed her complaints, but her face didn't look much better.

Chu Qianqian didn't get up, and didn't even put down the bowl and chopsticks. He smiled and said, "Have you eaten, Mr. Third? Do you want some millet porridge?"

Yan Fugui naturally saw that Aiyuan had a bad look on his face and quickly waved his hand, "No, no, my family has already prepared breakfast. I will go back to eat later."

Aiyuan's complexion improved. He finished the millet porridge in the bowl in a few mouthfuls and said, "Brother, I'll go and clean up the stove under the eaves."

After Aiyuan left, Chu Qianqian looked at Yan Fugui and asked, "Third uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it. There is no need for politeness between us."

After hearing this, Yan Fugui felt relieved.

He took out 30 copper coins from his pocket and said, "How about going forward and helping the third uncle take a look?"

Chu Xiangqian thought that Yan Fugui wanted to exchange some coarse grains, miscellaneous grains, etc. with him.

Put down the bowl and chopsticks, grab a stack of 10 copper coins and put them in your hands.

The voice of 1 1 immediately came to mind.

After ringing 10 times in a row, Chu Xiangqian secretly said that Yan Laozhao was quite reliable this time.

I am even more interested in the remaining 20 copper coins.

Holding a stack in each hand, the sound of increasing gold coupons sounded in my mind again.

Suddenly a sound of 27 gold coupons sounded, and Chu Xiangqian couldn't help but be stunned.

I suppressed my excitement and observed each one, and soon I saw a copper coin worth one or two from Fengtian Guangxu Kui.

Chu Xiangqian didn't know much about copper coins, but he knew that the future value of a 27-gold coin would definitely exceed tens of millions.

Even 20 to 30 million is possible.

Chu Xiangqian didn't mean to be polite this time, and he wasn't worried about Yan Laozhi raising the price.

Put all 30 copper coins into his pocket and secretly put them into the Novice Village warehouse.

While taking a look, he expanded the aperture to 0.56 meters and said with a smile, "Third uncle, what do you want to change?"

Yan Fugui is so shrewd. He knew at a glance that he was definitely wrong.

Among those thirty copper coins, there must be something good that I underestimated.

I just asked him to ask to come back. Just by looking at Chu Xiangqian's posture, I knew that if he did this, he would definitely offend Chu Xiangqian.

Since Chu Xiangqian asked him to set a price, Yan Fugui thought to himself that if he raised the price, he would not actually suffer a loss.

After thinking about it, "Go forward, how about you give me 50 kilograms of grain?"

After saying that, Yan Fugui regretted it again. Now the price of white noodles has increased to one yuan a pound.

"Wait a minute, the third uncle didn't explain clearly, it's 50 pounds of white flour."

Chu Xiangqian almost laughed, but he would not agree directly.

He pretended to be embarrassed and thought for several minutes before shaking his head and saying, "White flour is hard to come by. How about I give you 15 pounds of dried meat and you can go to the night market yourself or find a trustworthy company to exchange for food?"

"That won't work, that won't work." Yan Fugui naturally understands the principles of bargaining.

"I'm a primary school teacher, so I don't have the connections to find someone to exchange for food. Besides, fresh fat meat in the night market only costs 2 yuan. This jerky definitely can't be sold at that price.

15 pounds of dried meat can be exchanged for 25 pounds of white flour at most. Go ahead, you are bargaining too hard."

Chu Xiangqian couldn't help but be stunned. He didn't expect that in just over two months, the price of white noodles in the night market had doubled.

But think about it, now is the most difficult period for winter wheat, which will only mature in a month or two.

The early rice in the south has just been planted, or will be planted soon.

The grain on the market is all stored grain, so naturally it becomes more and more valuable.

Chu Qianqian thought for a moment, "Then I'll give you another pheasant and a hare. If there are any more, I won't want them."

Yan Fugui calculated carefully and found that the pheasants and hares given by Chu Xiangqian were basically 4 or 5 kilograms in size.

Then he nodded, "Okay."

After agreeing, Yan Fugui was once again worried that there would be trouble in going to the night market, so he whispered, "Go ahead, can all those 15 pounds of dried meat be replaced with chestnuts?"

In the Xinshou Village warehouse, there are already more than 2,700 kilograms of chestnuts stored, but last night I just said that there is a shortage of food in the mountains.

Chestnuts have become a life-saving thing for people in the mountains. Now they suddenly take out 7 or 80 kilograms. Even a fool knows that he was talking nonsense last night.

If you just deal with Yan Fugui alone, there won't be a big problem.

What I'm afraid of is that other people in the yard will also ask me to exchange dozens of kilograms. Except for my own family, Patriotism, and Aimin, the remaining 16 families will have to pay three to five hundred kilograms.

This number is really a lot.

It's better not to get into this trouble.

Shaking his head, "I've just been on a business trip for two months, and I still don't know the situation in the mountains. And I told you last night that there's a high probability that I won't be able to change it."

Yan Fugui sighed, but Chu Qianqian felt something in his heart and said with a smile, "Third uncle, tell Jiefang to find him to send Xiaonan Guangsheng.

That guy is now a buyer at the steel rolling mill. Not only is there no trouble in exchanging grain with him, but the guy is definitely willing to help in order to complete his monthly purchasing tasks."

Yan Fugui's eyes lit up and he secretly said that he was confused.

Even if Nan Guangsheng is not hired, his second son is now a temporary worker in the street canteen. He can still get food by taking dried meat, pheasants and hares to the street.

Chu Xiangqian guessed Yan Fugui's thoughts and advised, "Third uncle, please don't harm your family's liberation."

Yan Fugui was stunned, and then heard Chu Qianqian continue, "Let Jiefang take it to the street to exchange it. This time it's no problem. But the street director and the office chief want it next time. Where can you let Jiefang go?"

Get some meat and go back to work?"

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Yan Fugui cursed himself secretly and couldn't help but feel grateful to Chu Xiangqian, "You are still thoughtful."

After chatting for a while, Chu Xiangqian had to take Aiyuan to the supply and marketing cooperative, so he couldn't help but hint.

After Yan Fugui understood, he was about to get up and go home when he immediately remembered that his purpose of coming to Chu Xiangqian was to plead for his eldest son.

I couldn't help but murmur, am I so hungry that my brain can't work?

Embarrassed, he sat down again and softly begged for Yan Jiecheng's mercy.

Chu Xiangqian rolled his eyes at Yan Fugui angrily, "Then the punishment will be increased by 2 months."

Yan Fugui twitched the corner of his mouth. Last time, he agreed that he would be punished by cleaning the alleys and public toilets for three months, and two garbage dumps in the alleys for half a year.

Now, if two months are added, it means that all the diligent sweeping of floors, public toilets, and garbage dumps in the first month was wasted.

But Yan Fugui didn't dare to refute, after all, the punishment was much better than what he had feared before.

"I'll have a good meal when I get back, so this guy won't be clever again."

Chu Qianqian curled his lips, Yan Jiecheng was lazy, Yan Fugui, his biological father, couldn't possibly not know.

But he didn't persuade or scold him, which was tantamount to condoning Yan Jiecheng.

However, Yan Jiecheng was allowed to endure hardship for two more months. For Chu Xiangqian, it was because he wished that the Yan family and his son would do something wrong again.

"Third uncle, this is the fault of his father. You have been a teacher for a long time. You cannot use the same attitude towards students to teach your own son."

Yan Fugui was stunned and asked quickly, "How do you say this?"

Chu Xiangqian was secretly happy, "You and the second uncle are two extremes. He is all about education with sticks, and you are all about truth.

But children between the ages of 17 and 18, especially boys, are the age group with the most ideas.

If you just beat the child like the second uncle without being reasonable, the child will feel resentful.

On the contrary, if you just talk the truth and don’t fight a few times, even if you are honest, you won’t be honest for a few days, right?”

Yan Fugui thought for a while and couldn't help but sigh, "You can see it clearly. I said that there are some children in school who can understand the truth clearly, but somehow they become naughty and don't like to study after a few days. It turns out that the problem is

On top of this."

Yan Fugui frowned when he realized his mistake. That night I asked Jie Cheng to kneel on the washboard.

If he's still not honest, I'll beat him with a feather duster.

Chu Xiangqian was secretly happy. If the third uncle also whipped Yan Jiecheng, it would definitely be the first time in this courtyard.

It's a pity that Yan Jiecheng was so frightened that he ran out to sweep the streets. Otherwise, seeing it with his own eyes would have made him feel better that day.
To be continued...