Coming to the first floor, I brought two people to a large warehouse at the back. There were many things classified and placed inside, and many people were busy inside.

They were all wearing work clothes that made rural people envious.

The words "Xidan Shopping Mall" were embroidered on their chests.

The ground was pitch black cement, although it was relatively clean after cleaning, it still felt dirty after being stepped on for a long time.

"Secretary Zheng!"

...

Many people in the warehouse were greeting there, and Zheng Shanhe responded with a smile.

Then the three of them came to the door of a room.

Inside the room was an office, with some messy things inside, a middle-aged man, and two young women.

The room was stuffy, and an old-fashioned ceiling fan above was swaying flickeringly.

The man was about fifty years old, with a square face, wearing a sleeveless vest, and a gray-white towel hanging around his neck. He was checking the accounts there.

He occasionally wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Squinting at the account book, he suddenly asked the young woman behind him, "Xiao Qian, how do you read this character?"

When he spoke, he had a strong Sichuan accent.

"Old Li!"

The young woman turned her head and glanced. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a voice and shouted, "Secretary Zheng!"

Old Li wiped the sweat from his forehead and impatiently threw it on the table, saying to Zheng Shanhe, "What's the matter? If you have something to say, I'm very busy! If there's nothing, go cool off on the side."

Zheng Shanhe smiled when he saw this, "I asked you to attend the literacy class. If you don't study well, now it's good. I have already registered you for this literacy class. If you still mess around, you will have to write a self-criticism."

Hearing this, Old Li muttered, "These characters, they recognize me, but I don't recognize them. It makes me want to fall asleep! It's better to give me a gun and let me fight."

After speaking, he looked at the people behind him and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

Zheng Shanhe looked behind him and said, "These two comrades saved someone in the mall today and want to buy cloth, but they don't have tickets. Take them to see how to handle the cloth! Oh, by the way, don't use the worst ones to fool them."

The goods arrived yesterday, and I guess the good ones have been picked over by some people.

So he reminded them.

"What's the matter?"

Old Li glanced at the two people and asked curiously.

Zheng Shanhe explained the situation.

After listening, Old Li smiled and said, "No problem, I will take you to pick some."

Those forms are giving me a headache!

Zheng Shanhe saw his expression and shook his head, saying to Yang Guangzhi, "You guys pick, I'll go up first."

"Okay, Secretary Zheng!"

Yang Guangzhi nodded and thanked him.

However, Yang Xiaole thought for a moment and still said somewhat embarrassedly, "Um, Secretary Zheng, can you help me with something?"

Zheng Shanhe was puzzled, "Oh, what do you want?"

"Just help me issue a certificate, saying that this cloth is a reward, of course, we will still pay for it. Is this too much?"

The matter of balancing the accounts will eventually be known to everyone.

To avoid gossip and accusations of taking advantage, although they did take advantage.

Zheng Shanhe was a little strange, "Why do you want to do this?"

Yang Xiaole began to complain.

What his dad gave him secretly, this money is afraid of causing conflicts when he goes back home.

Zheng Shanhe sighed when he heard this. It's all because of poverty!

After thinking for a moment, he said, "This is not allowed, it violates the principle. But since you said that, considering your behavior today, I will personally reward you with three feet of defective cloth. I won't write the quantity, is that okay?"

Yang Xiaole was delighted to hear this.

Not writing the quantity is the best.

"Okay, thank you, Secretary Zheng."

Seeing this, Zheng Shanhe said to Old Li next to him, "When they pick the cloth later, give them three feet more, and I will issue a reward notice."

"Got it!"

"Okay, you guys go pick, I'll come later."

After Zheng Shanhe finished speaking, he left.

After he left, Old Li smiled at the two of them and said, "Follow me!"

The two hurriedly followed.

They came to the next room, where there were many miscellaneous items piled up, and some fabrics were placed on a corner shelf.

From the appearance, it can be seen that these are defective fabrics.

Because the printing and dyeing were a bit messy, and some of them were not very severe.

There were two young people, a man and a woman, who were flipping through them.

Old Li came forward and kicked the man's buttocks.

"Ouch!"

"You lazy brat, why aren't you working? Can't you pick after work?"

The man touched his buttocks and smirked, "Section Chief, I just came to see if there are any good fabrics left. I can't cause losses to the government, right?"

"You lazy brat! Are you kidding me?"

Old Li scolded, ignoring the man's hesitant expression as he looked at the fabrics picked out.

He said to Yang Guangzhi, "You guys pick from here, see how much you want? Oh, by the way, how much did Old Zheng say you can take?"

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What if someone resells it!

Yang Guangzhi shook his head, "He didn't say!"

"Okay, you guys pick then!"

Old Li felt that the two of them wouldn't buy much, so he didn't pay much attention. Even though they were city people, they wouldn't buy a lot at once.

After all, this stuff is still quite expensive.Yang Xiaole glanced at the fabric and chuckled.

He then picked up a piece and casually flipped through it.

There were many colors, but only one type of fabric.

The fabric was obviously picked over by the two people just now, and it was relatively good in quality.

Upon closer inspection, one could see some uneven dyeing and knots.

It was not like the defective fabric in the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, which was usually picked over and considered good stuff in the commune.

And there was a lot of it, probably picked for others.

Yang Guangzhi didn't rush to take the fabric, but asked about the price first. After all, it wasn't free.

"Oh, this batch is all fine cloth, 22 fen per foot."

Yang Guangzhi silently calculated in his heart, it was 11 fen cheaper than the market price.

A set of clothes would take about seven or eight feet, and children would use a little less.

Yang Xiaole felt that it was so cheap, and the quality was close to good fabric, and it didn't require tickets, why not buy more.

He quickly said to his father, "Dad, let's get twenty meters. We can each have a set, and the leftover fabric can be used to sew a few pairs of shorts."

"Why do we need so much?"

"Dad, just buy it. If mom knows that it doesn't require fabric tickets and it's so cheap, she will definitely scold you for being stupid! Just buy her a set!"

Actually, this was nonsense. His mother, Wang Qiuju, would definitely scold him, but she would never buy so much.

Yang Guangzhi felt dizzy.

"Rabbit, how much money is that?"

"I've calculated it, it's 13 yuan and 2 fen."

He was startled when he heard tens of meters, but when his son said 13 yuan and 2 fen, he felt it was not impossible.

He was torn at this moment.

Buy it, it's too expensive!

Don't buy it! Such a rare opportunity!

After thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and decided to buy it. At worst, he wouldn't buy fabric with his fabric tickets this year, and he could buy it slowly over the next few years.

Then he said to Old Li, "Well... Comrade Li, let's do as my son said, can we get 60 feet?"

Old Li heard this and nodded.

Indeed, it was a lot.

But it was still acceptable.

"Alright, you guys pick. Xiao Gao, measure it for them!"

As he spoke, he was addressing the silent woman next to him.

The woman was a bit reluctant to see the fabric she had painstakingly picked being chosen by others, but she didn't say anything. She could just pick again later!

Then she went out and brought back a wooden ruler.

Yang Xiaole happily picked out the fabric.

These were all large pieces.

There were also whole pieces of defective fabric on the rack, but no one touched them. It was too much trouble to cut the fabric into sections.

Red and light blue were the most common colors.

Yang Xiaole picked while stretching out his arms to measure, and threw the chosen pieces to one side.

And Xiao Gao came over to measure for them.

"63 feet!"

"That's enough! Enough!"

When Yang Xiaole heard that it was so much, he quickly stopped and said to Old Li, "Manager Zheng just said he would give me three feet, so this is 60 feet, exactly 20 meters, right?"

Old Li nodded, "Alright, take the fabric and follow me!"

They left the warehouse and came to the first floor.

Just as they came out, they ran into Zheng Shanhe who was coming down from upstairs!

"Alright, Old Li, you go ahead with your work, I'll take them. By the way, how much in total?"

"63 feet, didn't you say you were giving them 3 feet?"

Hearing this, Zheng Shanhe waved his hand, "Alright, I know, you go ahead with your work. You guys, follow me."

After saying this, he led the way to the fabric counter on the first floor.

Yang Guangzhi followed and paid the 13 yuan and 2 fen!

After everything was settled, Zheng Shanhe took out a Certificate of Merit and handed it over, "Here's your reward in advance!"

Yang Xiaole took it and looked at it.

It was an old-fashioned blank Certificate of Merit.

The meaning written on it was that Xidan Market was grateful for his heroic act and had rewarded him with some fabric. The specific quantity was not mentioned.

There was also a unit seal at the bottom.

After reading it, Yang Xiaole was a bit confused, was this a reward or a thank you?

He didn't mind, and put the things away.

"Thank you, Secretary Zheng."

"Alright, I'll go upstairs first. If you have any difficulties, you can come to me!"

The other party was polite.

After exchanging a few words, the other party left.

After the man left, Yang Guangzhi said with a mix of pain and joy, "Alright, let's go quickly! It's almost noon."

Yang Xiaole didn't have anything else to buy, so he prepared to go home.

As they left the gate, they asked a passerby for directions and, braving the heat, headed towards Fucheng Gate.

Halfway there, Yang Guangzhi finally reacted.

"Wait a minute! When did you go upstairs?"