The old uncle carried Ye Yuze towards the county seat. This bicycle was bought by his father with money when he was admitted to high school. This caused a sensation in the village at that time.

There is no way, the school is almost five kilometers away from home. Grandma loves her little son and is reluctant to let him walk.

The two people rushed to the county seat. After asking for a long time, they found the so-called prefabricated panel factory.

It's just a big yard with a lot of ready-made floors piled inside.

A few young people were playing poker under the awning at the door. They were obviously too bored.

I saw two people coming in. A guy with a note on his face shouted:

"Hey, what are you doing? This is a factory area, no one can enter!"

Hearing his shout, a middle-aged man walked out of the office. He looked at the two children who walked in and asked:

"What do you do?"

Ye Yuze quickly handed over another box of cigarettes and explained his purpose.

The middle-aged man looked at Ye Yuze carefully: "Where are you from?"

Ye Yuze then explained the situation at home.

The middle-aged man nodded. "Reclamation soldier? Not bad! How many do you want?"

Ye Yuze shook his head. He didn't know how to calculate it. He just told him the number of rooms in the house.

The middle-aged man lit a cigarette and squatted on the ground to count.

The width of a floor slab is fifty centimeters. The width of a house is four meters. Each house is eight blocks. Multiplied by eight, the total is forty-eight blocks.

Ye Yuze shook his head. "Uncle, we want to build a six-meter house."

At that time, houses built in rural areas were usually small four-by-four houses. In addition to the thickness of the adobe, the houses were very small.

Since it was planned to be built anyway, Ye Yuze wanted to build it thoroughly. Arrange his hometown at once to save his father from worrying about it.

The middle-aged man was shocked again. Although this factory is state-owned, wages will be paid regardless of whether the items are sold. But there are no bonuses!

Although the bonuses were not large at that time, they were of great use to workers with low incomes.

According to Ye Yuze's calculation, sixty pieces of floor slabs can be sold in one go. At ten yuan a piece, that's six hundred yuan.

There are only about ten workers in the factory. With so many sold, a bonus of ten yuan per person should not be a big problem!

Thinking of this, the factory director threw the cigarette butt on the ground and said excitedly:

"Originally, you need an approval slip to buy this. But since your family is a soldier in the Corps, I took care of it. You just need to pay the money and we will arrange delivery for you immediately!"

The factory originally thought that these two children must just come to ask questions. Then the adults in the family would also come to pay.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuze took out 600 yuan and handed it to him.

"Uncle, count the numbers. If they are correct, arrange delivery!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment. He took the money and counted it in disbelief. Then he nodded numbly and told the young man to load the car.

What happened today was a big blow to him. A kid of several years old casually took out 600 yuan. Are people in the Corps so rich?

There is a tractor in the factory, but loading is a bit slow. The floor slabs are too heavy and need to be lifted piece by piece to the truck using pulleys.

Looking at the sand and cement on the ground, Ye Yuze suddenly remembered something.

Houses in rural areas are built with mud walls. Of course, adobe houses are okay. But brick houses are a little inappropriate, right?

"Uncle, where can I buy sand and cement?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Yuze.

"What do you want that for?"

Ye Yuze looked disapproving. "Of course it's for building a house? Otherwise, why would the wall be used?"

The middle-aged man stopped talking nonsense. When people build houses, they always find ways to cut down some trees. That really doesn't cost money. This guy just used the floor slabs.

What's so strange about building walls with sand and cement?

He thought for a moment and said, "You can get it from me. Are all these things I get directly from the manufacturer?"

Ye Yuze thanked him profusely. But the middle-aged man waved his hand. He had decided to deliver the goods in person. He really wanted to see what kind of house this family planned to build?

Ye Yuze paid another hundred yuan. At that time, the sand was just free. It was just some money for cement.

After leaving the address, Ye Yuze and the old man left first. It would take some time to load the car. They couldn't wait.

Arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative in the county seat, Ye Yuze went directly to the pork stall. He took out a fifty-pound meat stamp and handed it to the salesperson.

The salesperson was a fat, middle-aged man. He took the ticket, looked at it, and threw it into the small box.

He asked, "Are you planning a happy event? This is a big deal!"

Ye Yuze nodded and didn't talk nonsense. This vote came from an improper source. He didn't want to be censored.

The fat salesman took half the pig off the shelf, shaved off the ribs, and put it on the scale. The result was not enough.

The pigs at that time were so small that no one could eat them. It was also difficult to raise pigs. But the meat at that time was really delicious.

A fan and a half is enough for fifty kilograms. Pork is two hundred and eighty cents per kilogram.

Ye Yuze took out fourteen yuan and handed it to the salesperson.

The salesperson looked worried at the remaining ribs.

At that time, people liked fat meat when buying meat. It was difficult to sell the rest.

But as a salesman, he had to sell these things. But who in those days would spend money to buy some bones to eat?

So every day he would say all the good things before putting things out.

But today Ye Yuze is a big customer. The salesperson is embarrassed to help people like this.

But unexpectedly, Ye Yuze looked at the ribs and pig heads on the case and asked:

"Do these require meat tickets?"

"No, no! You can take a dime per pound!"

The salesman was so excited! He had never encountered such a customer before.

Ye Yuze nodded and pointed to the washing water on the ground.

"Give me one dollar of these! I'll give you another six dollars!"

The salesman was so elated! He thought to himself that no wonder the magpies were calling on the roof early in the morning. It turned out that such a great thing was waiting for him.

The remaining ones cost more than five yuan. They gave me six yuan. This is giving me two yuan for free!

If someone gives you two yuan like this every day, you can see that you are getting rich. You must know that his salary is only more than thirty!

Thinking of this, he took the four pig's trotters aside and found a sack to pack everything.

"How did you get here?"

The salesperson wanted to send them away quickly. First, she was afraid that Ye Yuze would regret not buying them. Second, she wanted to go home and show off to his wife.

The pork was placed on the back seat of the bicycle. Ye Yuze could only sit on the front beam.

The old uncle was confused by Ye Yuze's turn. But he finally got excited. With so much meat, he could still eat it for himself.

He couldn't even remember the last time he ate meat.

On the way back, the old uncle rode the car as if it was flying.

Fortunately, the salesman tied the sack tightly. Otherwise, Ye Yuze would probably not be able to find the pork when he got home.

When I got home, some of the bricks had been pulled over. The stove was also set up in the yard. We were going to start building the house tomorrow.
Chapter completed!