I asked you to modify it, what the hell is this fighter jet's engine?

When Secretary Liu drove Gao Xiaoguang to Jiaodaokou Street.

On the other side, in the technical department of the machinery factory, Lai Jiliang was packing his personal belongings with a pale face.

He knew that a serious demerit would be recorded in his personal file and his future would be ruined.

The hatred towards Gao Xiaoguang in my heart increased again.

"Pooh!"

"He usually relies on the support of the section chief to boss us around. Now he gets a serious warning and is kicked out of the technical section. He deserves it!" Technician Xiang Yongxi is in a good mood at the moment, as refreshing as if he had drunk sour plum soup in summer.

That's right!

Usually Xiang Yongxi and Lai Jiliang work together to inspect the workshop, but Lai Jiliang, who is backed by Section Chief Li Deli, either cheats or arranges Xiang Yongxi to do all kinds of hard and tiring work, while Lai Jiliang gets all the benefits.

"Keep your voice down, aren't you afraid that the section chief will hear you and give you trouble?"

Yao Xuemei, the only female in the technical department, whispered a warning.

"I heard it, what are you afraid of? He transferred me from the technical department to the mechanical repair department. I don't believe he can transfer me to the workshop as a worker?" Xiang Yongxi replied firmly.

"You, instead of sulking, you should focus on studying your skills, learning more from Xiao Gao, and improving as soon as possible."

"You think I don't want to? But I only graduated from junior high school. After studying for a few years, I can only do simple mechanical maintenance..."

The 20-year-old Xiang Yongxi said with envy and a hint of sourness, "Sister Yao, don't blame me. Xiao Gao has been in the factory for less than a month, and he's already being treated the same as you, Sister Yao. If it were me, Sister Yao, you should focus more on your skills and get promoted to Level 6 Clerk as soon as possible."

"..."

Yao Xuemei glared at him angrily. Why is there such a big difference between people?

I also graduated from a technical secondary school, but I was only hired as a regular employee a year after graduating at the age of 20. Now I am only a level 7 clerk at the age of 22 and earning a salary of 37.5. Look at Gao Xiaoguang who is only 16 years old.

It's been less than a month since I arrived, and I've been promoted to a full-time employee ahead of schedule, with the same treatment as her. It would be a lie to say that I'm not jealous and resentful.

However, she has high emotional intelligence and would not target others openly or secretly like Lai Jiliang.

While the two were chatting, Gao Xiaoguang took the household registration book, grain book, coal book, and Secretary Liu, the street office clerk, and walked into the three-story courtyard at No. 30 Yuer Hutong.

The street office official introduced the situation of the residents in the courtyard to him as they walked.

There are 6 families living in the front yard, 5 families living in the middle yard, and 5 families living in the back yard. The east wing of the back yard plus an ear room is where Jiang Shifeng, a seventh-level fitter in the machinery factory, and his family of five live.

The north and south wing rooms were where three generations of a cotton mill family lived.

The west wing was given to Gao Xiaoguang.

To sum up, housing in the entire courtyard is very tight.

Of course, the housing shortage is not limited to Yuer Hutong, but is very severe throughout the entire city.

The Yu'er Hutong Siheyuan, like the Qinman Siheyuan, also has a manager, but... the three managers of these Siheyuans are in charge of their own courtyards. The managers of the front and middle courtyards will not overstep their authority to manage the affairs of the back courtyards, and there is no so-called meeting of the entire courtyard.

As for whether there are other bullshit happening, that remains to be discovered.

"Senior technician, these two rooms are assigned to you. Please take a look at what furniture you need. You can rent second-hand furniture from the street, buy it from a trust store, or ask the street carpenters to build new ones."

The street official opened the door and introduced the room.

Gao Xiaoguang walked into the room, and it was empty. Even a mouse would cry if it came.

However, the entire wall has been painted white, the doors and windows have been replaced, and glass has been installed on the windows. You can move in as long as you move in the furniture.

"Thank you. I don't have any specific requirements for furniture. I just need a professional drafting table for when I get home from work to draw blueprints. I'll go to the trust store and have a look. If they don't have a suitable drafting table, I'd be interested in finding a carpenter to build one for me."

"No matter if it's a bother or not, my job is to serve the people."

After a few people chatted for a while, the street official specifically introduced the old man in charge of the backyard, who was Jiang Shifeng, a seventh-level fitter at the machinery factory.

After seeing off the street official, I returned to the courtyard. The aunties there greeted me warmly and then went home to cook.

Secretary Liu said in a familiar manner, "Xiao Gao, you bought a lot of things for moving to a new house, and I'm afraid one tricycle can't carry them all.

So, I'll go with you to buy furniture and daily necessities first, and then I'll contact the factory fleet and send a truck to do the whole thing."

"Brother Liu, I appreciate your kindness. I will only buy a bed, a dining table, and a drawing table. I will add the rest of the furniture later."

Gao Xiaoguang took out a few cents worth of Da Shengchan cigarettes, handed one over and lit it up.

"Xiao Gao, if you don't have enough money, I can help you out a little bit. When you have money, you can pay me back slowly."

Secretary Liu understood immediately. Gao Xiaoguang's family lived in the rural area of ​​Mentougou. He had just started working and had not yet received his salary. He had no extra money to buy supplies.

"How embarrassing..."

Gao Xiaoguang did not refuse. Of course, it was not that he really had no money. There were more than 300 yuan and various bills in the space. The money came from selling supplies in the space.

The reason for accepting Secretary Liu's loan was mainly to cover up the money in the space.

"Why are you being so polite to me? I'm in a hurry to go out today and I only have 15 yuan on me. You can take it first and don't have to pay me back in a hurry. If it's not enough, ask me again." Secretary Liu stuffed the money into his hand.

"Thank you, Brother Liu. You've been busy today and you even lent me some money. I'll treat you to this month's expenses and we can go shopping."

"That's great, brother, I'm looking forward to your meal."

The two men locked the door and walked out of the courtyard. Secretary Liu returned to the factory to report to the director, while Gao Xiaoguang went to the trust store and bought a bed, table, chairs, a coal stove, and pots and pans.

I have to say that prices are really cheap in this era. These supplies only cost 19.8 yuan in total.

He hailed a tricycle and returned to Yuer Hutong from Qianmen Street. He gave Wobo 2 cents and moved the bed, table, chairs and other furniture into the room. Wobo also put the furniture in order.

Close the door and enter the space.

I had a delicious meal of sweet and sour pork ribs, mushrooms, vegetables and rice in the space, then made a cup of Bitan Piaoxue tea that I cooked myself and drank a few sips of it happily to relieve the greasiness.

If this bourgeois lifestyle were known to people in the hospital, a little jealousy would be a small matter, but if it continued for a long time, she would definitely be reported.

"Hey! Five more big black pigs are ready to be slaughtered. Looks like I have to go look for pig breeds again."

Gao Xiaoguang's thoughts harvested the ripe rice. He frowned slightly, thinking about how to sell the five pigs safely.

Pigeon City?

black market?

Not to mention selling five big black pigs at one time, even if these two places sell them as fast as ants moving house, it will attract attention from all sides.

What the hell is going on? Is it safe to put makeup on the black market?

The first time he disguised himself and entered Pigeon City, he was watched by various forces hidden in Pigeon City. If he hadn't hidden in the space, the first time he sold space supplies, he would either be locked up in a small dark room for investigation or be robbed by the gangs.

It seems that we still need to find those people...

Thinking of this, the mind harvested the mature rice and wheat, collected the pheasant eggs, fed five big fat pigs, and stored the hulled rice in the white still space.

Currently, 1200 kilograms of flour, 2000 kilograms of rice, 100 kilograms of raw meat, and 80 kilograms of mutton have been stored in the static area. As for pheasant eggs, there are hundreds of them, and other supplies are piled up in large quantities.

These supplies are enough to feed their family of five for a whole year.

Gao Xiaoguang is currently very indifferent to the planting space. As for selling supplies in large quantities to make money like in the book next door?

to be frank!

What’s the use of having too much money in this day and age?

If there are too many bills, it will be even more serious.

Don't underestimate the prosperous era. Every household has a fixed amount of bills. As long as you know addition and subtraction, your neighbors will know whether your supplies are from legitimate sources.

Many spies who were hiding very deeply were discovered and reported by their neighbors and caught because of their greed for food.

After leaving the space, Gao Xiaoguang took out the pots and pans that had been boiled in boiling water, and then wiped the tables, chairs and benches with a rag.

“Tuk-tuk-tuk~”

There was a knock on the door.