Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 97
On the way Yang Jun sent Yi Qiushui back, he had a crazy idea in his mind.

He wanted to take out all the things in the space and throw them all out, so that the people of Sijiu City could live a comfortable New Year.

After so many days of copying, all kinds of materials in his space have already piled up.

At first, he bought all kinds of materials in the market one by one. After so many days of copying, each material reached an astonishing amount.

大米150二万斤、小麦150二万斤、玉米150二万斤、大麦150二万斤、黄豆150二万斤、花生150二万斤、瓜子150二万斤、奶糖150二万斤……

12 jins of pork, 76 jins of beef, 150 jins of mutton, 150 jins of fish...

The warehouse in his copy space was almost full, and even the other storage warehouse was full. He had to stop copying various non-staple foods to make room for copied grains.

If all these things are taken out, the total amount will be at least tens of millions of kilograms of supplies. And Sijiu City is a big city with a population of more than 700 million. If all these supplies can be distributed to these people, each person will You can also share a few kilograms of things.

Although it was very little, it could be considered that he had done a good deed for the people of Sijiu City.

In fact, Yang Jun had thought that taking out these supplies rashly might cause panic in Sijiu City. He wondered whether he should take out the supplies.

Later, after careful consideration, he decided to throw out some, but not too outrageous.

Moreover, we have already thought of the place to put it, so we can only find an uninhabited place in the suburbs to put it.

The reason why it is not released in the city is entirely to avoid causing panic among all walks of life.

If you think about it, in a bustling metropolis with huge crowds of people, such a large amount of supplies suddenly appears, and the source cannot be traced afterwards, it will inevitably lead to bad speculations.

If this batch of materials were released in the suburbs, people could still think that it was caused by some derelict person on the grounds that no one saw it, and the sensation caused would definitely not be as big as in the city.

Yang Jun figured out these joints, then turned the front of the car and headed north of the city.

There is a remote place thirty miles north of the city. There is a large open space there that can store tens of millions of kilograms of grain at the same time. Moreover, it is not too remote and can be easily discovered.

Yang Jun drove for more than an hour to find the place.

He was not in a hurry to get out of the car, but sat in the car and smoked three cigarettes. He found nothing unusual, so he put out the cigarette butts and got out of the car.

He took out a flashlight from the space, walked around the open space, roughly estimated the terrain's accommodation area in his mind, then extinguished the flashlight, and immediately entered the space.

He planned to release only grain, and as for other non-staple foods, he had no plans to release them.

Non-staple food is not a necessity of life, and the more types of supplies you put in, the easier it is to attract people's attention.

When Yang Jun came out of the space, the original empty land was filled with mountains of grain, including 150 million kilograms each of corn, wheat, rice, soybeans, sorghum, and barley.

After putting in the food, Yang Jun immediately returned to the car, started the car, and drove towards the city in a hurry.

He is not worried about this batch of grain being stolen. In this era, most people are still simple. If so much grain is suddenly discovered in the wild, they will definitely report it. Even if there are one or two people with unscrupulous hearts, just let him Moving, how many bags can he move?

The way back to the city was relatively fast, arriving in less than an hour. Yang Jun did not go back directly to the Siheyuan. Instead, he circled around Sijiu City a few times without any purpose before driving back.

Returning to the courtyard, the door to the courtyard was locked, so Yang Jun knocked hard on the door.

After a few minutes, a dissatisfied voice was heard coming from inside.

"Hey, it turns out to be a soldier. I thought it was Xu Damao. That guy goes out drinking every now and then and comes back late."

The third uncle wore a cotton-padded jacket, pushed his eyes up on the bridge of his nose, and flashed the flashlight on Yang Jun's face.

"Third uncle, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late."

Yang Jun took out the remaining half pack of cigarettes from his pocket, stuffed it into the third uncle's pocket, and then continued to explain,
"Sending my partner home, I forgot the time for a moment. It would be too late if I didn't come back."

It's not that Yang Jun insists on explaining his whereabouts to the third uncle, but what happened in this yard cannot be hidden from his eyes. If he doesn't explain clearly, the third uncle will definitely spread the news about it the next day.The reason why Xu Damao's reputation is so bad is partly due to Si Zhu's efforts to slander him, and the other half is due to the third uncle. Xu Damao often comes back late, and the third uncle has to get up from bed to open the door for him in the winter. As time goes by, the third uncle He had complaints, so he spoke ill of Xu Damao to everyone he met.

Of course, the third uncle does not open the door for the people in the compound for free. Each household pays him [-] cents as hard work fee every year. Although the money is not much, he can still get about ten yuan, which is enough to cover half of his salary. month's salary.

"Hehe, it's good to be young and full of fire."

The third uncle muttered to himself, and then said to Yang Jun: "It's so cold, go back and rest early."

When the third uncle saw Yang Jun stuffing half a pack of cigarettes for him, his chrysanthemum face suddenly blossomed. Not only did he lose the impatience of the past, but he also showed concern for him for the first time.

"Okay, third uncle, you should also go to bed early."

Yang Jun replied, then wrapped his military coat tightly and walked to the backyard.

Back in the backyard, Yang Jun went to the kitchen to get a bottle of boiling water, returned to the living room, and started soaking his feet.

After struggling for most of the night, his injured leg began to ache again. He knew that his leg was more accurate than the weather forecast, and the weather would definitely change tomorrow.

After washing your feet, pour out the foot-washing water, and then go back to the second floor to sleep.

Early the next morning, as expected, the weather changed.

The gloomy sky didn't light up until eight or nine in the morning. Yang Jun didn't go for a run today, and his leg seemed to hurt more than last night.

He went to the bathroom to wash up, and then went to the old house to eat. The food was the leftovers from last night, plus the leftovers packed back from Silly Zhu's wedding banquet, it was a hearty breakfast.

Yangmei served him a bowl of rice porridge and placed it in front of him, then handed him a steamed bun.

Yang Jun looked at these two things, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He didn't know why. He just couldn't get used to eating these two things, especially the rice porridge. He was reluctant to add alkali every time, which made his throat sore. The steamed steamed buns are good, especially the leftover ones. One bite will fill your mouth with crumbs. If you don't drink porridge, you won't be able to eat it.

Yang Jun sighed, grabbed the wowotou, took a hard bite as if angry, and then looked at Wang Yuying dissatisfied, as if he was complaining to her about the food.

　Some people say this chapter is poisonous.

　　Actually I think so too.

　　As we all know, words speak from the heart.

　　This novel can also reflect my state of mind.

　　I'm not the kind of selfish person, although currently
　　It is a bit far away from "to achieve great things and benefit the world".

　　But I'm definitely the kind of person that when other people need me

　　Someone I can lend a hand to.

　　When I wrote the chapter about releasing supplies, I was very conflicted.

　　I wrote it and was scolded.

　　If you don’t write, it goes against your true inner thoughts.

　　I hope that readers who see this chapter,
　　Don't use rational thinking to measure whether this is right or wrong.

　　If you don't like this chapter, you can skip it.

　　Of course, you can also think in another’s shoes,
　　When you have unlimited resources,
　　And it can’t be discovered by anyone,
　　Just ask yourself,
　　Do you occasionally feel kindhearted and do a good deed?
　　Finally, I hope everyone can be more tolerant.

　　Thank you for understanding!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)