"What?" Li Dayong looked up blankly.

His mind was still immersed in the blow just now and had not yet come to his senses.

"During special periods, there will be black markets everywhere, right? Have you ever sold things in the black market?" Song Ruan repeated.

Li Dayong also reacted, but he did not answer the question immediately. Instead, he looked at Song Ruan inquiringly for a few times.

Liu Guilan was not on guard: "He has been there."

Hearing this, Li Dayong immediately pulled her under the table, signaling her to be more careful, but Liu Guilan ignored it.

"Song Ruan is my good friend. There's nothing to hide. Besides, the era of arresting people is over."

After Liu Guilan told him the reason, she turned around and answered Song Ruan's question.

"Dayong often went to the black market at that time. He knew the prices of goods in the black market very well and never sold at a lower price. He was not afraid of hard work and was very careful. The black market in our area often arrested people, but he had never been caught!"

Liu Guilan became more and more proud as she spoke, but at the end she immediately realized that she was a little embarrassed. After all, running the black market was not a glorious thing.

Of course, as a frequent visitor to the black market and whose husband is the second-in-command of the black market, Song Ruan does not think there is anything shameful about doing business in the black market.

While Liu Guilan was speaking, she was also looking at Li Dayong.

"Brother Li is so powerful?"

"Ah, ah?" Liu Guilan didn't expect that Song Ruan, such an outstanding person, would actually praise her man, just because her man is good at selling things on the black market...

"Song Ruan, do you mean that I, Dayong, can do business in the black market?"

"No." Song Ruan shook her head.

"I bought two shops next to the school. If you don't mind, you can let Brother Li and the kids live there."

"Will you give Dayong and my child a place to live?"

"Yes, but it's a little small there. We have to sleep in the attic above the shop. I wonder if you guys mind."

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Liu Guilan waved her hands quickly, stammering excitedly, "How could I possibly mind this? I don't even have time to say thank you!"

Li Dayong also looked incredulous.

Liu Guilan thought for a moment and asked, "But, will this cause you any trouble?"

"No." Song Ruan shook her head. "On the contrary, I don't know if I can let you live in the shop, because there are still some problems in this shop that have not been dealt with."

"What's the trouble?"

“Not long after I bought the store, the former owner’s son thought the products were too cheap and came to me to ask for more money.

Later, the organization issued a notice saying that the economic system would be reformed and private enterprises would be supported.

In other words, business can be done privately.

After this, the former shop owner's son became even more relentless.

Due to my health condition, I haven't dealt with this matter recently.

So if you live there, you might get into trouble.”

"That rascal!" Li Dayong stood up.

"Comrade Song Ruan, I'll take care of that scoundrel. You're my wife's best friend, but I'm so grateful that you've given me and my child a place to stay. I'll flatten that mountain of knives, not to mention that he's just a scoundrel!"

Li Dayong didn't expect that his idea of ​​staying in the city would turn from despair to hope.

Until now, he still feels it is not real, like a dream.

Li Dayong thought about it and asked uncertainly, "Can you really let me live in your shop?"

"If you're not afraid, of course you can."

"No, no, I'm not afraid even of ghosts." Li Dayong grinned, "Besides, I'm a good fighter. When I was in the countryside, villages often fought over water channels, and I was recognized as the most ferocious fighter."

When he said these words, his tone was frank and proud, which really made everyone happy.

However, Liu Guilan on the side was still a little nervous.

"Song Ruan, now that we can do business privately, it won't be long before many people will rent shops to do business. If my man lives in your shop, won't it delay your renting of the shop?"

“That’s the second thing I wanted to say.

I bought this shop originally to facilitate my business.

However, I happened to be pregnant, and due to health reasons I didn't have the energy to do business anymore, so this plan was shelved.

If Brother Li is willing, I am willing to provide a job with food and accommodation, and extra salary every month.

I will teach you how to do it step by step, and your job is to make the food and help sell it.”

Originally, before the policy was announced, some people were secretly selling things. After the economic reform policy was issued, more and more people started doing business.

Song Ruan also wanted to join this group, but unfortunately she was pregnant and in poor health, which did not allow her to do it herself.

She also thought about asking someone for help, but if she did, she might not be able to trust them.

Because she wanted to sell food, if she hired someone, she would definitely teach that person the skills.

However, after the incident where someone in the village stole the skills and then turned against her by deliberately engaging in price competition, she became very careful in this regard.

But Li Dayong is different.

He has no roots in Beijing. Even if he learns the craft and wants to open a new business, it will take at least two or three years to accumulate funds. By then, she will have already moved on to the next plan, and it will not have much impact on her even if he opens a new business.

Moreover, based on her observation and understanding of Li Dayong today, this man is brave, resourceful, and quite loyal, making him a good candidate.

If he does a good job and has no other ulterior motives, he can be responsible for more business in the future.

Li Dayong patted his chest and said loudly, "Comrade Song Ruan, what are you talking about? You have given me food and shelter, and you have let me work like a slave, so how can I still ask for your money?"

"You still need money." Song Ruan said.

"No! I, Li Dayong, have a place to stay in Beijing and not starve to death. That's enough! If I ask for your money again, wouldn't I be a greedy bastard?!!"

"My family's tradition is that brothers should be clear about their accounts. If you want to help me, then you have to get paid. If you don't want money, then I dare not hire you."

Song Ruan analyzed it for him slowly.

"Don't think you're taking advantage of me, this is a fair offer.

I can provide you with food and lodging and let you help me with the housework, but that must be because through your own labor, I can earn more money.

And let me be frank with you, if the business fails to continue, I will fire you as well."

Song Ruan's words were very ruthless, but Li Dayong felt relieved.

"That works!"

"It's just that I still need to learn a lot. If you think I'm stupid, you can scold me. It doesn't matter. But you have to give me... uh, give me half a month to learn. Don't fire me right from the start."

"Well, that's natural." Song Ruan nodded.

In this way, the business deal was preliminarily agreed upon, and Li Dayong began his life in Beijing.

The kid who had been listening to the adults talking nearby also understood roughly what was said.

"That's great! I can stay with my mother and see her every day!"

"Brother, can we see our mother every day?"

Liu Guilan has two children. The older one is a boy, 7 years old, and his nickname is Zaizai.

The younger one is a girl, four years old, and her nickname is Nannan.

Zizi is older and knows more than his sister.

"Yes, yes, yes! But you have to follow your brother to help with work and make money. Aunt Song Ruan said that as long as we can make money, we don't have to go back and we can stay with our mother forever!"

Song Ruan: “…”

This commentator suddenly made me feel like I was being described as Zhou Paopi...