83. Chapter 83, Overseas Remittance Voucher

Author: Matcha flavored ice cream

Chapter 83, Overseas Remittance Voucher

Just as the other party was about to leave, the chain of the car suddenly broke.

Yang Xiaole glanced at the other person and prepared to leave.

Seeing that he was about to leave, the other party quickly stopped him: "Hey, um, little comrade, can we discuss something?"

Yang Xiaole knew what he was going to do as soon as he heard it, "What are you doing? I'm going into the city, not out of the city, so I can't help you. I have something urgent to do!"

If he goes into the city, he can still take him with him.

If the other person doesn’t even know where to go, he won’t go!

Seeing that Yang Xiaole had already spoken out, he quickly seduced: "Hey, they are frying fish, do you want to go or not? It's really fun!"

There are still people who don’t like to join in the fun these days.

Especially children, who doesn’t like guns and cannons.

Yang Xiaole took a look at the other party's clothes and guessed that they were probably from a military compound.

I just don’t know what to use to fry fish.

But he still shook his head: "I'm not going. If you go to the city, I can take you there. Do you want to go? If not, I'll go!"

The other party looked back and then at his chain, feeling frustrated for a while.

Then he looked at Yang Xiaole: "My car is still here! Why are you taking me with you?"

"Wouldn't it be better if you sit in the back and hold the front wheel?"

"Hey, yes, then you can take me into the city. My name is Feng Aijun, what's your name?"

"Yang Xiaole, okay, come up!"

He was already used to the name Aijun. He was called it too many times.

Feng Aijun pushed the car over and held the handle of the car.

Yang Xiaole saw this and gave it a try.

Can still ride.

I rode away on my bicycle, but just after riding for a while, the wheel behind the bicycle became crooked and fell directly to the ground.

In the end, when it didn't work, Yang Xiaole took out a straw rope and said, "Tie it on and I'll see if I can move you."

Tie the two ends of the rope to the back seat and the axle, drag the car forward and ride on.

It’s inconvenient and I can barely ride it.

When he arrived at Fuchengmen, he left him at the car repair shop and left directly.

Instead of rushing to Huajia, I went to the hardware store and bought a pig-killing knife for 1.6 yuan.

I spent another 16 yuan and bought 5 enamel basins to collect pig blood and put the meat in.

At this point, after excluding the money paid back to the livestock station, I only have 7 yuan, 50 cents and 1 cent left in my hand.

After finishing it, he rode his bicycle to Hua Yourong's house.

"Hua Yourong!"

I shouted at the door, and soon the door was opened.

It was Hua Yourong who opened the door.

Seeing him, Hua Yourong felt happy for a while: "Xiao Le, you're here, have you done everything?"

"Well, I just finished it and came over."

"Then come in quickly, we're going to have dinner soon. We just want to have a meal together."

Yang Xiaole looked at the time and saw that it was already eleven o'clock. It was time to eat.

This made him a little embarrassed.

But after hesitating for a moment, he pushed the cart in anyway.

The courtyard door was closed, he parked the car and walked in.

"Is it Xiaole?"

As soon as he came in, Su Ling's voice came from the kitchen.

Hua Yourong responded quickly: "Yes, Mom, Xiaole is here."

"Then get another bowl and chopsticks and let's eat together. The soup is ready too."

"Hey good!"

Hua Yourong happily went into the kitchen, took out a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and said to Yang Xiaole, "Xiaole, sit down."

The rice has been served, a bowl of white rice.

While talking, Su Ling came out with a bowl of kelp and egg soup.

Looking at Yang Xiaole who was still standing, he urged: "Sit down, why are you so polite? I'm afraid that I will starve my aunt! The dishes are ready."

Yang Xiaole said with some embarrassment: "I came over as soon as I finished my work. I forgot it was lunch time."

"It's okay, let's eat!"

After Su Ling finished speaking, she sat down and turned the fan on him.

When Yang Xiaole saw this, he sat down.

The food on the table is pretty good.

Braised fish segments, scrambled eggs with leeks, and a kelp and egg soup.

And there’s plenty of oil and water.

Su Ling ate the vegetables and smiled at him: "Eat, you're welcome. I didn't know you were eating here, otherwise I would have made some other meat dishes."

"No, this is good enough."

Yang Xiaole was polite, picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.

I took a big bite of rice.

Thinking of the pork in space, he still asked: "Well, auntie, I want to ask you something, don't be angry! No other meaning, how much pork can you eat in a month?"

Su Ling smiled nonchalantly: "We all have a ration of 6 taels of meat, but Rong's father will send us money every few months. We can buy more with overseas remittance coupons."

"Oh~ Overseas remittance coupon, what is that for?"

Yang Xiaole has naturally heard of it, but the details are still unclear.

"Overseas remittance coupons mean that after the foreign currency remittance comes, the bank forces the exchange settlement. We can only get RMB, and for every 100 RMB, we can get a quota of 30 yuan, but it changes frequently and is different every time. Last time, the meat was every

There are 3 kilograms of meat coupons for 100 yuan. Others include oil, cloth, sugar, etc. You have to buy these at Qiaohui stores, and the prices are much more expensive than outside."

I didn’t say anything else, just meat.

Yang Xiaole understood after hearing this.

Then I asked about the exchange rate.

What you get is 2.49 RMB for 1 US dollar.

Then he silently calculated in his mind that every time Hua Yourong's father sent money, based on his salary of one to two hundred US dollars, he wouldn't be able to send too much.

The Hua family estimates that they only produce a few kilograms of meat a month.

It's just that the Hua family is rich, so chickens and fish are free of charge, and I can probably afford to eat even one chicken a day.

No wonder this girl’s granary is different from ordinary people!

As for why the other party didn't raise chickens to eat eggs, he probably didn't raise them because he had been cut.

Thinking of this, he thought for a while and asked: "Well, aunt, do you want eggs and pork?"

In fact, this is risky.

But he still wanted to give it a try. After all, this kind of transaction is not absolutely safe anywhere, and it was the same with Fatty Ma.

It just depends on whether the other person can remember him.

Su Ling was surprised: "You can also get pork?"

She was not surprised to be able to get eggs. After all, chickens were allowed to be raised in rural areas. She didn't know that raising chickens was no longer allowed.

Yesterday, when the other party said meat, she thought it was fish or chicken! She didn't expect it to be pork.

Yang Xiaole nodded slightly: "Yes, I can get it, do you want it here? If so, I will give you some."

"Yes, why don't you want it? Yourong's father sends money every three months or so. Calculated into a month plus the ration, it's only about three kilograms. The deli doesn't require a ticket, and Yourong doesn't eat much. If you have it,

It also saves me having to buy it on the black market."

Su Ling stopped eating and said to him.

Hua Yourong next to her was eating her meal while watching the two of them talking.

Yang Xiaole nodded lightly: "Okay, how much do you want, I will deliver it to you tonight or tomorrow. The market price is 1.5 yuan, right?"

"Okay, no problem, just give me five kilograms."

After Su Ling finished speaking, she thought of something and said to him: "By the way, I thought about it earlier and decided not to introduce anyone to you. If something happens, I'll feel sorry for myself."

Yang Xiaole was not too disappointed when he heard this.

At least Su Ling can still think about herself, which is a comfort.

But Su Ling's next words made him happy.
Chapter completed!