Scholars in the courtyard

One night passed, and everyone waiting in the courtyard was disappointed again. Yang Xiaotao still did not come back.

This leaves people with all kinds of evil intentions to hold it in their hearts and continue to wait.

And this kind of frustration will only become heavier and heavier, and will be even more intense when it explodes.

When Yang Xiaotao woke up, he stretched himself and felt refreshed.

After turning on the system last night, I gained the benefits of the system and gained a foothold in this world.

When you feel happy, your sleep quality will naturally improve.

I got off the hospital bed and looked at my right leg. It was no longer visible on the outside, but it still stung a little when I stepped on the ground.

"Sure enough, it won't heal so quickly!"

"However, it's okay to continue to stay here. We still have to face what we have to face!"

"Besides, with the system in place, wouldn't it be a waste of time if we don't go around in the world of mortals and soak up the fireworks of the courtyard?"

Thinking of the situation he was going to face when he returned to the courtyard, Mu Ranjian remembered what he had said.

"Fighting against the sky, the fun is endless! Fighting against the earth, the fun is endless! Fighting against humans, the fun is endless!"

"Fighting with animals is endless fun!"

Full of energy, Yang Xiaotao is about to prepare for discharge procedures.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that I had fallen asleep last night and seemed to have forgotten about the little guy Yang Wei.

"Xiaowei?"

I called softly, and then I felt a small lump bulge in my chest, and then it bulged inside like a small insect, and finally popped out of the collar.

The figure is strong and strong, and he stands on his shoulders in a few moments.

"You little guy, you know how to hide!"

"Boohoo!"

"Okay, stop making trouble, it's time for us to leave!"

"call out?"

Xiaowei didn't understand, but she suddenly hid in her collar, and at this time the door was opened.

"Xiao Tao? Get up!"

The person who came was none other than Nurse Li.

"Morning, Nurse Li!"

"It feels almost good, so get up!"

Nurse Li looked around, then let him go and looked at him for a while. She found that there was nothing wrong with him, so she took him with him to go through the discharge procedures.

The hospital is not as troublesome as it was in later generations. Discharge is very simple, just pay the money and leave.

In the end, the hospitalization fee and food expenses for the three days totaled four and a half yuan. This was because Yang Xiaotao ordered more meat and vegetables.

How can ordinary people be willing to do this?

"However, there is no charge for eating meat in the hospital. It's good, not bad. If you want to eat meat in the future, you can come and have a meal!"

With the sun shining on his face, Yang Xiaotao walked out of the hospital door with long strides, and then looked at everything in front of him.

Although it has been four days since I came to this world, I still haven’t had a good look at it.

There is no busy traffic, no high-rise buildings, and no noisy noise. In this forty-nine cities, all you can feel is a high-spirited and self-improvement energy.

People walking with smiles on their faces, talking and laughing, thinking about the future.

"This is the era Grandpa talked about!"

"Even if he doesn't eat well and his clothes are tattered and patched, he still doesn't pick up things on the road and doesn't close his house at night."

“Neighbors live in harmony, travel thousands of miles to watch movies, travel together, and return home enjoying the fun.”

"They endured hunger and poverty in this barren land, but they used spiritual food beyond people's knowledge to lay the foundations for the next rise!"

"This is a respectable generation!"

Yang Xiaotao was on the road again. The trees on both sides were mottled. Although the old trees were bare, they had a sense of history, which made him walk aimlessly and look at them.

In my last life, I was used to seeing hypocrisy. People who worked together wore hypocritical masks. After taking them off, they stabbed you and pretended to be nonchalant.

In this era, people living here seem to be full of hope and hope for tomorrow. Their faces are thin but full of energy, just like the sun that has just risen in the morning, giving warmth but not dazzling, and everyone is full of energy. Contribute to this new country.

That kind of hope that comes from the heart cannot be faked even with a mask.

"Now that I'm here, what can I do?"

Thinking of the difficulties that my grandfather told me, now that I am here, can I do my part to save the older generation from bleeding and retain some vitality for this country that is reborn?

"what can I do?"

Yang Xiaotao asked suspiciously. Before time travel, he was just a small clerk, and he still had some experience in doing business.

Here, doing business can easily be regarded as speculation. This crime is very serious, and if you don't do it well, you may even eat peanuts.

But apart from these, although he studied science when he was in school, the main subject was biological science. Let him say that he knows some about the theory in the future, but when it comes to connecting with reality and making achievements, he is probably not as good as college students of this era.

After all, he is really talented and knowledgeable, unlike him who came out of a pheasant university just for a diploma.

"Do you really want to read a book?"

Yang Xiaotao felt helpless when he thought about the system he had obtained.

Read books to gain experience, and then become a fitter. This is to go to the end on the road of fitter.

"Forget it, it's not bad to become a fitter. Workers are the most glorious. Level eight fitters are also a valuable asset to the country!"

Yang Xiaotao comforted himself and walked with more energy.

After walking for a long time, Yang Xiaotao touched his belly, looked at a few restaurants open on the roadside, and then touched his pockets.

There is a lot of money, plus the fifty yuan rewarded by the system, I have almost ninety yuan, which is enough for a big meal.

However, most restaurants these days are public-private joint ventures.

So eating there not only costs money, but also requires tickets.

Eating steamed buns requires food stamps, eating meat requires meat stamps, and drinking alcohol requires liquor stamps.

This is like pork. If you want to buy it, you must use a meat ticket, and it is limited. Now it seems that a person can only buy two taels a day, and the supply still exceeds demand.

Of course, not all require tickets.

Just like the vegetables grown by some farmers, eggs laid by chickens, fish caught, chickens, ducks, etc., they sell them to restaurants in order to repay the money to support their families, so they don't need tickets.

Of course, this is only limited to personal production and sales. If someone organizes reselling, just wait until they are reported and caught.

Therefore, if you want to eat well in a restaurant, you must have a ticket.

As for chicken, duck, and fish, it depends on your luck. If you have it, you can eat it. If you don't have it, you can just eat the wotou.

Yang Xiaotao touched the tickets in his hand. This was the last inventory at home. Of course, there were only a few days until wages were paid. Before the Chinese New Year, the factory would not only organize employees to conduct skill assessments, but also pay wages, and the wages would be after passing the assessment.

In other words, after Yang Xiaotao passes the first-level fitter assessment, he can get the salary of a first-level fitter, which is 27.5 yuan.

In addition, regular workers also receive food stamps and non-staple food stamps, and their remuneration is much higher than that of apprentice workers.

Food rations for eating in the city refer to those who have an urban household registration and hold a grain book (resident's grain purchase certificate). They can receive rations from grain stores every month based on their age and the intensity of their work.

Just like in their family, my father worked as a fitter in a workshop and could have 32 kilograms of rations a month. When he did not enter the factory, he was a high school graduate and had 28 kilograms of rations.

So when the two of them added up, they had a total of 60 kilograms of rations at home, which seemed like a lot, but within the 60 kilograms of rations, there were only 20 kilograms of white flour and fine grains, ten kilograms of rice, three kilograms of soybean oil, five kilograms of millet, and the rest were whole grains. , that is, corn grits, sorghum rice, sweet potato noodles, etc.

Therefore, when averaged over a month, that is 2 kilograms of food per day, which is not enough for two strong working people.

What's more, there are still many families who have non-agricultural household registration.

At this time, the food stamps and non-staple food stamps issued by factories and units became an important source of family life.

As his thoughts turned around, Yang Xiaotao looked at the restaurants around him but hesitated. Without him, there were not many food stamps, and there was not much leftover food at home.

"Comrade?"

"Comrade?"

Suddenly, a small voice came from the side. Yang Xiaotao looked and saw a person squatting there in the corner.

If he hadn't made a sound, he wouldn't have taken it seriously.

"Are you calling me?"

Yang Xiaotao looked at the sparse pedestrians around, and there weren't many people approaching here.

Finally, he pointed at himself and asked uncertainly.

"right!"

The person stood up, wearing a shabby military coat and a Lei Feng cap on his head, covering most of his face. He was thin and had a smile on his exposed face.

This outfit was very fashionable at this time, so it didn't matter that I couldn't get it.

"Comrade, do you want a ticket?"

Comrades, I want a vote!