Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Chapter 160: Ill-gotten gains must be earned (Second update)
Back in the east wing, Wang Dong didn't want to tell Uncle Chen about his plot against He Yuzhu.

But he couldn't hide the fact that Deputy Director Li gave himself 200 yuan and exchanged it for 600 kilograms of white flour.

After all, these 600 kilograms of flour are too much, and they all have to be sent home and hidden.

With Uncle Chen's alertness, he would definitely notice the sudden appearance of 600 kilograms of flour in the house.

Rather than being asked at that time and making him feel that I don’t treat them as family, it is better for me to bring it up myself.

After sending Chen Jun, Chen Li, and Aunt Li to the backyard, Wang Dong told them the whole story in one go, even mentioning that Yi Zhonghai was going to call a meeting of the entire hospital in a while.

"Uncle... do you think I'm too cruel?" Wang Dong couldn't help asking when he saw that Uncle Chen didn't speak for a long time.

When Uncle Chen heard this, he knew that Wang Dong had misunderstood, and he quickly explained: "What you did has nothing to do with cruelty, it can be regarded as a tooth for a tooth at most!"

"He Yuzhu reported you for stealing food from the cafeteria, and you reported him for stealing food in return. What does that have to do with being ruthless?"

"And no matter how ruthless you are, you can't be compared to Yi Zhonghai and He Yuzhu..."

"Before, they tried every possible way to take advantage of our jobs and your wages. Every single one of them was to trample you under their feet and drive you into a dead end!"

"What you did is nothing compared to what I think you did. You are too kind to them. It's too easy for them!"

Wang Dong breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "Uncle...as long as you don't think I did anything wrong!"

"I estimate that starting from tomorrow, I will bring back 50 kilograms of flour every day!"

"I just wonder if our cellar can still hold that much space?"

Uncle Li smiled and replied: "Of course it can fit..."

"Even if you bring back another 1,000 kilograms of flour, it can still fit in there!"

"We haven't smoked much meat at home recently. I have nothing to do, so I'll ask your aunt to go into the cellar and see if it can be deepened and widened. The excavated soil can be piled directly in the vegetable garden. No one can see it anyway!"

Wang Dong's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he immediately replied: "Since there is still a place to store food..."

"Then I'll get more white flour to store in the future!"

Uncle Chen suddenly said, "Dongzi, tell me the truth..."

"You store so much food and bacon at home, it must be for more than just your own consumption!"

"My family's registered residence is in the city of Beijing..."

"Although the food supply from above has been reduced again and again, you often don't eat at home, and your aunt can still exchange duck eggs for some food from time to time. If you save a little, you can only eat more than ten kilograms of food you stored in the cellar every month!"

"With the 600 kilograms of flour you just bought with 200 yuan, the food stored in the cellar is nearly 1,500 kilograms, almost all of which is flour. Even half a catty of flour is rare."

"Based on the way we eat now, we may not be able to finish it in ten years!"

"Besides, no matter how well the food can be stored, it can't be kept for that long."

"I saw your expression just now..."

"We will continue to store food!"

“It must be more than just for eating!”

Uncle Chen is worthy of being a scout. Not only does he have a sharp eye, but his analysis of problems is also logical.

Wang Dong decided to come out with the tray. After all, he would need their help in selling grain in the future, and he would not be able to hide it any longer.

"uncle……"

"As far as I know..."

"In the next two years or so, supplies in the city will become increasingly scarce!"

"The price of pigeons has tripled. Even at 50 cents a pound, there is no demand!"

"In a year, the price of food in Pigeon City will increase by at least twenty times, or even thirty times!"

"When the time comes, I will send this flour to Pigeon City and resell it. That will make dozens of times the profit!" Uncle Chen is still very selective. He frowned and said, "Dongzi..."

"You are just speculating!"

"If you get caught, you'll be shot if the case is serious!"

"Besides, what's the difference between what you are doing and making money from a national disaster..."

"I don't agree with you doing this!"

Wang Dong quickly explained: "Uncle..."

"Going to Pigeon City to buy and sell Dongzi is indeed speculation... But think about it, in our Sijiu City, who hasn't been to Sijiu City to buy and sell things!"

"As for making money from the national disaster..."

"I don't admit that!"

"If the price of white flour in Pigeon Market really rises to four or five yuan per pound... do you think ordinary people can afford it?"

"They eat low-priced food, so they definitely won't go to the pigeon market to buy white flour for a few dollars a pound!"

"So the flour I hoarded was not sold to ordinary people, and it had nothing to do with making money from the national disaster!"

Uncle Chen looked much better and continued to ask, "Who are you going to sell it to?"

"Those old people and young people left over from the previous dynasty!" Wang Dong thought about it and decided to tell Uncle Chen, otherwise he would not be able to sleep at night.

"Many old people and young people are out of work because of the policy, so they don't have food to eat at low prices!"

"They are the group of people who are most in need of food in the city."

“But they have a lot of wealth…”

"The courtyard house under our feet probably belongs to some old man!"

"The oceans, small yellow croakers, large yellow croakers, and all kinds of antiques hidden in these people's homes were all obtained by the previous dynasty by exploiting us ordinary people!"

"I plan to wait until the price of grain rises to a sky-high level and then exchange it for the dollars, small yellow croakers, and antiques they have..."

"Let's keep them for ourselves. Maybe someday these things will become priceless treasures."

Chen Dehui believed that Wang Dong did not lie to him.

that's the truth.

As supplies in the old city became increasingly scarce, the price of flour in the Pigeon Market really rose to four or five yuan per catty, or even five or six yuan per catty.

At that time, ordinary people basically ate two-grain flour and corn flour. As for white flour, they couldn't afford it even if they wanted to eat it.

With this analysis, we can find that the white flour stored at home can only be sold to the old people in the old city, and no one else can afford to buy it.

As for those cadres in the city!
"Their food supplies and other materials are several times more than those of ordinary people. It is impossible for them to be short of food."

As a former soldier, Uncle Chen has a natural hatred for the old people who exploited the common people in the previous dynasty.

I look down on them from the bottom of my heart.

Wang Dong said that he wanted to make money from those old people, and not only did he not stop them, but he was actually looking forward to it.

They wish Wang Dong could take all the wealth in the hands of those old people into his own hands. After all, those small yellow croakers and antiques were ill-gotten gains that did not belong to them.

After hesitating for half a minute, he replied: "If you make money from those old-timers, I have no opinion..."

"You have to find a way to get the flour back... but as long as you send it back home, I'll definitely have a place to hide it for you!"

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