Siheyuan: The final winner

"..."

People were very grateful to Jiang Ping'an, and they kept saying nice things without money.

"Hehe, it's easy to do, let's help each other."

"Thank you for your trust, I will definitely handle this matter well."

"Don't worry, the sweet potatoes you got back are definitely not bad."

"The bad ones are mine, and you can choose by yourself when the time comes."

"..."

After the hospitality.

Jiang Pingan asked Liu Guangqi and Yan Jiefang to borrow two carts from the courtyard next door.

The young men in the yard worked together to move the grain onto the cart and pull it to the grain station.

Jiang Ping'an and the three uncles followed, but it was quite relaxed.

When he arrived at the grain station, Jiang Ping'an asked everyone to wait outside, so he went to find Station Master Sun first.

After asking, there are no sweet potatoes in stock, but there are white noodles.

"Old Sun, is the food supply short again?"

Jiang Pingan was puzzled, and as he spoke, he passed a cigarette over.

Stationmaster Sun took the cigarette and said with a wry smile, "Will there be no shortage of food now?"

"That's right, do me a favor and replace these stick noodles with white noodles," Jiang Ping'an said.

Stationmaster Sun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll arrange someone to call you."

Cornmeal is exchanged for white flour, and three catties are exchanged for one catty.

After a while, the weight was weighed, and stationmaster Sun said to Jiang Ping'an:

"540 catties of cornmeal, exchange for 180 catties of white flour, right?"

"That's right, this is a trouble for you." Jiang Pingan nodded and smiled.

Stationmaster Sun said with a smile: "We two brothers, if you say this, you will be offended."

180 catties of white flour filled two bags, and stationmaster Sun ordered people to move it to the cart.

After Jiang Ping'an talked with Station Master Sun for a while, he left.

Seeing Jiang Ping'an come out, Yi Zhonghai was puzzled and said:

"Ping An, why did you switch to white noodles?"

"Hehe, I'll change to white noodles first, and then I'll change to sweet potatoes elsewhere." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

"Let's not talk about this first, you help me bring the white noodles home, and I will take them away with a bicycle."

Yi Zhonghai and the others breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the words.

Back in the courtyard, Jiang Ping'an took out his bicycle and tied two bags of flour to the back seat.

"It's very likely that we won't be able to exchange them today. After all, we need to exchange more than 2000 catties of sweet potatoes, so let's say hello first."

Jiang Pingan told Yi Zhonghai and the others.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "It's fine if you can change it back, and there's no rush for a day or two."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and drove away.

Chapter 191 Send He Yushui Grain

Behind people.

Jiang Pingan waved the two bags of flour into the space.

As for the sweet potatoes, they piled up like mountains in the space, so we had to find a place to store them first.

Wait until tomorrow to go to the factory's transport team to find a car, pay some shipping fees, and help pull it to the gate of the courtyard.

After all, it would cost [-] catties of sweet potatoes.

It is also troublesome to find a cart or tricycle to pull it. It has to be transferred many times.

It's easy to find a place to store sweet potatoes.

There are several transit warehouses outside the factory for the three departments of procurement, and the door keys are placed in the space.

Jiang Ping'an chose an empty warehouse close to the courtyard.

Go by bike and put three thousand catties of sweet potatoes in the warehouse.

The preparations are done, and it can be shipped back tomorrow.

Although it is a bit troublesome, but this kind of thing has to be helped.

Generally speaking, as long as it doesn't violate the principle, Jiang Ping'an will help if he can.

After all, living in a courtyard, one must live in harmony with all birds.

Necessary mutual help is necessary.

Besides, it's good for his reputation.

As for the fare, it must be shared equally by everyone.

It doesn't cost much, and this matter has been discussed before.

No rush to go back.

Jiang Pingan had nothing to do, so he went to the supply and marketing cooperative to have some tea with a few acquaintances.

It was more than four o'clock before I rode home.

Yan Bugui guarded the door as usual, this is his signature action.

Seeing Jiang Pingan coming back, he stepped forward and smiled and said:

"Peace, how is it going?"

"The things are changed, and they will be brought back tomorrow."

Jiang Ping'an stopped, nodded and replied.

Yan Bugui gave a thumbs up and praised:

"Fortunately, I have your help, otherwise everyone will be hungry."

Jiang Pingan sighed: "This year's material supply will be even tighter than last year."

"Third Master, please tell everyone to let them prepare material reserves."

"It's like this sweet potato, even if you eat flatulence, it's better than nothing."

"In the future, when you pay for food, try to change as much as possible!"

Yan Bugui nodded and said solemnly: "You are right in reminding me."

"You can have nothing, but you can't live without food."

"I'm going to meet Lao Yi and Lao Liu right now."

"Then find an opportunity to tell everyone the news."

Jiang Pingan nodded slightly.

Seeing that the third mother was combing Yan Jiedi's hair with a comb, his heart skipped a beat.

"Third Mom, Xie Di has lice growing on her head again?"

Yan Bugui laughed dryly: "Every year when the weather gets warmer, this girl loves to have lice on her head."

Jiang Ping'an smiled, and said, "It's still necessary to do a good job of hygiene at home."

With that said, he pushed the cart home.

Yan Bugui breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that Jiang Ping'an would not let Yan Jiedi clean the room.

Seeing that Yan Jiefang is about to turn one year old, he must look for a job this year.

At that time, I will ask Jiang Ping'an for help. With Yan Jiedi's favor, it will be easier to talk.

Jiang Ping'an went back to the house and put the bicycle in order.

It suddenly occurred to me that from an old Chinese doctor in the country, I once got a bottle of medicinal powder for poisoning lice.

He had tried it on Qin Jingru's head before, and the effect was excellent.

So I rummaged through the space and found it quickly.

Because it was afraid of getting wet, it was bottled with salt water at first, but it was well preserved.

He tore a piece of brown paper, poured a pack or two into it, and put the bottle back in the space.

After returning to the kitchen to wash his hands and face, Jiang Pingan went out with the medicine powder.

"Third Mother, I have a medicinal powder that is specially poisonous to lice, you can apply some to Xie Di."

Yan Bugui next to him looked happy, and said with a flattering smile:

"It's a waste of money, what's the point of this?"

Saying this in his mouth, he still helped to pick it up.

Jiang Ping'an reminded: "Shampoo your hair first, and apply medicinal powder after the hair is dry."

"You can't wash your hair for a week after that, it can't get wet, it can't even sweat."

"Don't come to clean the room this week, Xie Di, just take a week off."

"This medicinal powder has a bit of a strong smell, but the medicinal effect is very good. It is harmless to people, so you can use it with confidence."

Yan Bugui and his wife thanked each other repeatedly, and Yan Jiedi also beamed with joy.

"Thank you Ping An, you have been of great help!"

Jiang Ping'an sighed, "This is just treating the symptoms, not the root cause."

"The hygiene at home should be done neatly, it's better than anything else."

These days, there are too many people with lice in their hair.

As long as there is one person in the family.

Others have longer hair and it will follow.

Head lice lay eggs at the hair roots, more often behind the ears.

It not only sucks blood, but also makes the host itchy.

There are also those who have lice on their bodies, mainly living on their underwear.

There are more seams, folds, collars and trouser waists.

Jiang Pingan didn't have much to say, so he waved his hands and went home.

The fire was not turned on at noon, and the fire in the stove went out, so it had to be rekindled.

It was agreed that from now on, He Yushui would eat his own food, so naturally he couldn't break his promise.

Jiang Ping'an thought for a while and took a lunch box.

Filled with some shredded fish-flavored pork, small crispy pork and garlic pork ribs.

Each one takes up one-third, and it is full.

Another lunch box was set up, containing a box of fish soup with pickled cabbage and fish.

With this food, he didn't believe it, and He Yushui couldn't make him fat.

As for the staple food, there are four steamed buns and four rolls each.

If you can't finish it, you can eat it tomorrow morning.

This season, it won't go bad overnight.

After the dinner is ready, put it in the space first, and send it later.