The next morning, Chu Tian first went to Wan Yong's house in Zhuanta Hutong. He just knocked on the door and it opened from the inside. Wan Yong stuck his head out and looked around. Seeing that there was no one in the alley, he motioned Chu Tian to go in.
He handed the letter he had already written to Chu Tian, and then took out a five-yuan coin from his pocket and handed it to Chu Tian, saying, "Little brother, it's not convenient for me to go to the post office to make a phone call. Could you please help me call Deputy Director Chen and tell him that I will obey him in everything and wait for his next letter."
Chu Tian was stunned for a moment, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just took out four yuan and fifty cents and gave it back to Wan Yong. "It doesn't cost so much to make a phone call."
Wan Yong did not refuse each other. Seeing this, he took back the remaining money and said, "Brother Chu, thank you."
Chu Tian smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, no need to be so polite."
"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave now."
Wan Yong nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "If possible, after you finish your call, could you come over and tell me?"
Chu Tian nodded, "Okay, I'll make a call first and come back after I'm done. I'll be back in about half an hour."
"Then I'll wait for you at home..."
"good··"
In the post office, while waiting for the call to be connected, Chu Tian looked at the various styles of stamps on the counter, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes. He had forgotten that some rare stamps from the 1960s and 1970s would also be very valuable in later generations.
"Hello, is this Chu Tian?"
"Director Li, I'm Chu Tian."
"Chu Tian, is there something you want to talk about when you call the transport team?"
"Nothing, I just need to talk to Deputy Director Chen about something. Director Li, is Deputy Director Chen here?"
"Yes, wait a minute, I'll go call..."
"Chu Tian?"
"Deputy Director Chen, I've already delivered the package and the letter. He told me this morning that he agreed to your proposal and said he's waiting for your letter."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and then someone spoke, "He, really said that?"
Chu Tian wondered why Deputy Director Chen had such an attitude, but he still answered honestly.
"Yes, he asked me to tell you and to tell him your answer. Oh, and he also wrote a reply letter. If you're anxious to read it, I'll put it in the mailbox soon. It should reach our transportation team in about ten days."
Deputy Director Chen's voice came over. "Don't worry about the letter. Just bring it back to me! Oh, and tell him I've already prepared a reply for him. I've been keeping it with someone else. Since he's agreed, I'll contact him shortly. I'll have someone pick them up at their house tomorrow or the day after tomorrow at the latest. Tell them to be prepared at any time."
"Chu Tian, thank you for making the trip. Just take the message and leave it alone."
"Huh? Oh, okay, I get it."
Chu Tian was confused after hearing this, and he was still bewildered after hanging up the phone. What was going on?
"Comrade, how much is it?"
"One dollar and two cents..."
Chu Tian blinked, took out one dollar and fifty cents and handed it to the other party. He had just called for four minutes, so it came out to be thirty cents a minute?
In fact, long-distance calls are cheaper than telegrams. Telegrams are charged according to the number of words. Although one word only costs a few cents, when something really happens, how can you express it clearly in a few words?
So, it’s better to call!
"Comrade, how many kinds of stamps does our post office have now?"
The woman at the counter glanced at Chu Tian in confusion, "There are currently six types."
Chu Tian nodded, "I want ten sheets too!"
The woman was shocked. "Ten sheets? One sheet has twenty stamps! What do you need so many for?"
Chu Tian smiled and said, "I brought it for the people in the army."
"Oh, wait a minute, I'll get it for you."
A moment later, the woman returned with a small stack of stamps in her hand. "Two of them are only available in five-sheet quantities."
"It's okay, whatever you have is fine! How much is it?"
After paying the money, Chu Tian walked out of the post office with the stamps and quickly returned to Wan Yong's house. He told him what Deputy Director Chen said. Wan Yong was silent for a moment. He then took out two more letters and fifty cents and handed them to Chu Tian.
“·····”
Chu Tian looked at the fifty cents and two letters in front of him in confusion, wondering why he hadn't been given them just now?
Wan Yong apologized, "I'm sorry to bother you again. When you're free, please help me put these two letters in the mailbox."
After a pause, he continued, "I'm sorry, I can't use my name, so the sender's name should be your name, and please also write your home address."
Chu Tian took it with a proper smile on his face, and put it in his pocket without even looking at it. "It's okay, I'll go to the post office and write down the address to mail it after I'm done."
"If you're alright, I'll leave first."
"Well, thank you."
After saying goodbye to Wan Yong, it was already past ten o'clock. He did not delay any longer and hurried to the largest supply and marketing cooperative in the city.
The salesperson from yesterday had a very deep impression on Chu Tian. After all, Chu Tian was the first person to spend so much money just to buy pickles and pickle jars. So when he just stepped into the first floor of the supply and marketing cooperative, she saw Chu Tian, quickly handed the work in hand to her colleague, and walked out of the counter.
"Comrade, our director told me to take you to the warehouse when you arrive. He's in the warehouse."
Chu Tian nodded and followed her to the supply and marketing cooperative's warehouse. He looked at the jars of various sizes on the ground and was surprised. He wondered if there was enough space to fit them all. Although there wasn't much free space, if they were piled up with wooden boards, they should be able to fit everything, right?
"Comrade, you're here so early?"
The director of the supply and marketing cooperative saw Chu Tian and hurried over to greet him.
Chu Tian smiled and asked, "Are you all ready?"
The director shook his head, "Not yet, it's only half installed!"
"Yeah, it's okay. I came earlier than the agreed time. You guys can take your time packing. I'll take the packed ones back first."
"By the way, do you have a cart?"
As he spoke, Chu Tian looked around.
"Yes, I'll push it to you..."
With a cart, Chu Tian could pull about twenty jars filled with pickles at a time. Every time he would go out to find a deserted place, put the jars into the space, and then drive around in the alleys. After walking around for more than ten minutes, he would go back and pull again. It took him about twenty trips back and forth to finish pulling all the jars.
Originally, Chu Tian was worried that it wouldn't be able to hold all the jars, but later he realized that he was just worrying for nothing. Even if there were more than 200 jars, they could be easily accommodated.
After returning the cart, Chu Tian and the director of the supply and marketing cooperative went back to the cooperative together.
"By the way, you said earlier that you wanted to buy something as a gift, right?"
Chu Tian nodded, "Well, let's go meet some elders. What gifts are suitable for people in the supply and marketing cooperative now?"
The director smiled and said, "We just bought malted milk, milk powder, canned fruit, canned meat, and Maotai..."
"But milk powder, canned meat, and Moutai all require tickets..."
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