The two chatted about family matters for a while before Yan Laosan got down to business.
"Brother, I'm looking for you today for no other reason than to ask you for a favor." He knew it was difficult to ask others for help, so his expression was a little awkward.
Xu Xiangyang put out his cigarette and said, "Third brother, what are you talking about? What do you mean by asking me for help? If you have something, just tell me. I will definitely help you in any way I can."
In fact, he had long thought that something was wrong with Yan Lao San, but just because he had helped him before, he couldn't say no and couldn't help.
Yan Laosan didn't expect him to say that. Even if he said it, he would feel relieved if others couldn't help him.
"Well, there are eight people in my family, and we don't have enough food every month. Even if we exchange it for coarse grains, it's still not enough. I can't buy coarse grains on the black market lately. I want you to bring some back for me next time you go on a business trip. It's okay if the price is about the same."
There are many people in his family, and sometimes he can’t even afford enough food, so he tries to eat less at work every day.
But how can someone who does manual labor eat less? Even if I eat less, there won't be enough for the family.
When Xu Xiangyang heard this, he thought, "This is too simple, right?"
"Third brother, don't you and your wife also work? Why is there not enough food?" He was a little confused. Logically, every household has a quota of food, which is given per person.
Even if it is not enough, it will definitely be enough if you replace the fine grains with coarse grains.
But according to what Yan Laosan said, even if they replaced the fine grains with coarse grains, it would still not be enough to eat.
This was a bit wrong, but since it was someone else's business, he didn't intend to ask any more questions.
Yan Lao San shook his head, a bitter expression on his face. "Don't mention it. My family is originally from the countryside. Isn't your sister-in-law a city person? We settled down here. Later, my parents also came over and sent my brother's two children here as well.
How can we feed eight people with the food rations of these two adults and two children? That’s why we don’t have enough to eat every month and can only eat porridge at the end of the month.”
Xu Xiangyang didn't expect that his family situation was so complicated, and he also felt that Yan Laosan was a difficult person to deal with.
You say he's a coward and is being bullied by his parents, right? But he can't be unfilial. He can't be indifferent to his parents asking him to take care of them in their old age, right?
There was really no way to talk about what was happening in other people's families, he could only try his best to help get coarse grains.
"I can solve the problem of coarse grains, but the quantity is not much. How much do you plan to buy?" Xu Xiangyang asked. After all, if there was too much, he would not be able to take it out, and the source would be difficult to explain.
Seeing that he was willing to help, Yan Lao San quickly said, "It's not much, fifty kilograms will be enough. My family is usually short of fifty kilograms a month."
Their family only has no food to eat at the end of the month. In fact, they only eat dry food at other times. This is mainly because the children are growing and he does physical work, so he can't survive by eating porridge all the time.
Xu Xiangyang nodded. Fifty kilograms was not a lot. Coarse grains were cheap now. Cornmeal was about five cents a kilogram, and eight cents a kilogram on the black market.
"Okay, I'll just pay the black market price. If you think it's suitable, come pick it up from my place tomorrow."
When Yan Lao San heard that he could get it, he quickly nodded and agreed, "No problem, thank you very much, brother."
Although eight cents is not a low price, it is better than not being able to buy it. Yesterday he went to the black market and found that he couldn't buy cornmeal at even one cent per pound.
After agreeing, Xu Xiangyang went back. It would be time for a break soon, and it would be bad if he delayed any longer and went back late.
After getting off work in the afternoon, Xu Xiangyang walked home. As soon as he walked out the door, he saw Liu Feng standing not far away.
This person hasn't said a word since he said hello last time. He wanted to pretend not to see it to avoid embarrassment, but who knew that this person would take the initiative to say hello.
"Xu Xiangyang!" He walked over with a smile on his face. "Are you going back?"
Xu Xiangyang thought, why not go back and celebrate the New Year here?
He nodded, "Yeah, you just got off work too."
Everyone works at the same time, unless they need to work overtime, but Liu Feng obviously won't work overtime.
Liu Feng saw that he was well dressed, much better than before, and said, "Xu Xiangyang, let's go to the class reunion on our day off next week."
Xu Xiangyang didn't expect a class reunion to be held during such a strange time of year? Could it be that they were just bored?
He wanted to refuse, but then he thought again, they would still be working in the same company in the future, so it wouldn't be a big deal if he just went over for a visit.
"Okay, we haven't seen each other for a long time, it's a good opportunity to meet each other." Xu Xiangyang smiled and nodded in agreement.
They're just some little brats, currently in college. In less than a year, they'll all be laid off.
Seeing that he agreed, Liu Feng told him the address and left.
Xu Xiangyang thought, Liu Feng came to him just to talk about this? Obviously something was wrong, after all, he hadn't contacted him before.
But since he has agreed, he won't think about it anymore, and he probably won't be blamed for anything that happens.
Liu Feng knew his family conditions, and so did the other students, so there shouldn't be any calculations.
Two days later, Qian Wenqing returned from his business trip, and during that time Xu Xiangyang also gave the food to Yan Laosan.
There's nothing much to say about a fair trade between two people.
The first thing Qian Wenqing did when he came back was to find Xu Xiangyang, "Brother Xu, I have a business deal. Do you want to cooperate with me?"
He looked a little excited. Logically, he must be very tired after returning from a business trip and should go back to rest.
But this person obviously had no intention of resting, instead he was in good spirits.
Xu Xiangyang thought to himself, could this guy be crazy?
"What's going on? What cooperation?" he asked in confusion.
Qian Wenqing looked mysterious. He glanced around and saw no one was around, then said, "I came across a batch of grain outside. It's Fuqiang flour! There's a total of 10,000 kilograms. They're selling it for a minimum of 2,000 kilograms, and they're asking 25 cents!"
Xu Xiangyang almost blurted out "Liar!"
But I also felt that this person was quite excited, so I didn't feel comfortable pouring cold water on him.
"Brother, you said that this Fuqiang powder costs only 30 cents in the grocery store, and 80 cents on the black market. Are you sure this person is not a liar?" He asked tactfully.
After all, these two thousand kilograms are not a small amount, a round number of five hundred yuan! According to Qian Wenqing's income, he would have to save it for a year without eating or drinking!
What's more, this is simply impossible and it sounds like a lie.
Qian Wenqing was unaware of this problem. He said confidently, "I've checked. Wow, every bag is filled with pure white flour, much whiter than the flour we supply at our grocery stores."
Xu Xiangyang didn't know what to say for a moment, but he wouldn't believe it. How could such a good thing happen? People would go crazy if they could get 50 cents wholesale on the black market, so how could he give them 25 cents wholesale?
He thought that unless this person was crazy, there was something wrong with him.
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