The lady kicked Director Li: "What are you thinking about? What are you doing up so late at night instead of sleeping?"

Director Li was also annoyed; when he went to work today, there was another pile of problems.

He realized that so many of his subordinates had nowhere to live and weren't getting enough to eat.

He suddenly sat up, startling his wife.

“What are you doing? You're making such a fuss, you scared me. I need to rest quickly, I have to take care of my grandson tomorrow. You know, my daughter's family is all crammed into that small room, they can't sleep well at all. And my son's family too…”

She said a lot.

Director Li suddenly asked, "Tell me, if I had some empty houses and some cheap, good grains, without affecting anyone else, could I accept them?"

The lady asked in confusion, "You mean the black market?"

"Keep your voice down." Director Li was startled.

The lady thought for a moment and said, "Here's what I think: as long as it doesn't affect your position or others, I don't think it matters. Look at the black market, isn't it thriving? And the higher-ups don't seem to care."

Yes, the higher-ups don't care.

Is it really that you don't want to care?

Those below also need a way to survive.

Suddenly he understood. Director Li couldn't wait any longer, so he got up and went to find paper and pen.

He will definitely change his handwriting, but he will still write.

"What are you doing?" The lady was startled by his sudden action and didn't know what he was going to do.

Director Li simply said, "Don't worry about that. We should be able to get the grain tomorrow. By the way, take out the money from your home and prepare it."

"What do you need the money for? How much do you need?"

"Never mind that, just buy grain. Low-priced grain, no ration coupons needed, three cents a pound."

Upon hearing that it was only three mao per jin (a unit of weight), the lady was startled: "Is there really such cheap grain? Coarse grain?"

"No, it's refined grain, 60% flour."

"How is that possible!"

The lady was startled: "I heard that even a bowl of refined flour costs more than a dollar, and without ration coupons it's only three mao? How is that possible?"

Director Li thought it was unlikely, but that person couldn't possibly be lying to him.

After all, those houses are right here. Why would they do that for a few pounds of grain?

As for the matter of dragging himself down with him, he wasn't afraid.

At worst, we can just say that we used ourselves as bait to lure them out.

I doubt those people would resort to such methods, and even if they did, it wouldn't have worked.

With this in mind, Director Li wrote a letter, looked around next door, found the mailbox, and dropped it in.

He was still thinking to himself, "That's it? They'll know I sent a letter?"

Despite his doubts, Director Li had no other good solutions.

Now I just hope that those people will do things in a more organized way.

Since you've agreed, you shouldn't joke about him.

Otherwise, he would let the other person know what a joke is.

Gu Yunyang was fast asleep, completely unaware that someone in the capital had already made up their mind and was planning to give him a hard time.

He got up very early the next morning.

He had already perfected the manuscript, and even had a computer check for typos and examined the entire document, but found no problems.

He got up and found Zhang Jianjun already cooking porridge.

"Brother Jianjun, up so early?"

Zhang Jianjun smiled and said, "I also need to learn how to cook. Tell me more about stir-frying."

Gu Yunyang shared with a smile that he had stir-fried two dishes with water spinach and water spinach stems that morning. Zhang Jianjun had cooked the dishes himself, and they tasted alright, at least an improvement.

Zhang Jianjun laughed as well: "That's right, I think it's so much better than my previous skills. I need to write down what you said."

"You can take your time taking notes, I'm going now."

When Gu Yunyang went out, he saw Yang Shengnan and the others also going out, but judging from their appearance, they did not seem to be planning to go to the fields.

Yang Shengnan explained, "There are exams at school today, and we are all taking them."