In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

The two men helped unload the goods, cursing and swearing. This incident really angered them. They had finally found a way to raise pigs, and even a way to raise poultry in the future, but the food company had ruined it all.

Such terrible teammates are infuriating.

Wang Xingguo had known this would happen, and he wished he had gotten all the quotas the first time. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He rode his bicycle to the district commerce bureau.

Director Yang was stunned, and Wang Xingguo pulled him aside to complain...

He's not stupid. He's angry, but what else can he do to deal with his boss besides complaining?

"Boss, you must report this application to your superiors. We didn't do anything reckless at the night market. Forty pigs like these brought us eighteen kilograms of gold. This wasn't a cheap sale, right? Other units just scrambled to eat them, but we didn't dare keep a single bit for ourselves. All the pig offal I didn't sell went to Shijiazhuang Iron and Steel Group. I'll try my best to donate all the pig offal to Shijiazhuang Iron and Steel Group in the future..."

Director Yang tried to break free from Wang Xingguo's grip, but the mischievous boy held on tightly, making it impossible for him to break free...

Wait a minute... this guy seems to be wiping his snot on his clothes...

"I promise to report this to my superiors... Release me now, or I'll never forgive you if you smear your snot on my clothes..."

Wang Xingguo chuckled awkwardly and released Director Yang's hand; he really had intended to wipe it...

Director Yang looked at Wang Xingguo with a mixture of anger and amusement. This guy was really awful, actually wiping his snot on his own clothes like a little kid.

Wang Xingguo wiped his nose with a handkerchief, then said to Director Yang, "Director Yang, what I said is true. There are records. We sold the exact amount of pork that was slaughtered. We didn't eat any of it."

Actually, Wang Xingguo was also a little guilty when he said this, because they had taken the extra meat and then weighed it before putting it in the account.

Therefore, when some of their pigs were registered, the meat yield was only around 60%...

Director Yang nodded and said, "I never said we wouldn't submit an application. The results of your night market are obvious to all. Gan Ping is just too angry to listen to anything I say. I told you to wait a little longer; applications need time to be approved, don't they?"

Wang Xingguo nodded repeatedly in agreement, then asked with a forced smile, "So when should we submit the application report?"

Director Yang said with a look of disdain, "What's the rush? I have to write a report properly, don't I? Get out of here. I'll definitely submit the application report tomorrow and wait a few days for the approval before we talk about anything else."

Wang Xingguo left satisfied. He didn't care about other units; he just needed to get more quotas and solve a large part of his clansmen's purchasing tasks so that they could have an easier time.

Back at the night market, Gan Ping and Niu Ye both gathered around and hurriedly asked Wang Xingguo about the results.

Wang Xingguo rolled his eyes at Gan Ping and said, "Old Gan, don't be so loud and make a fool of yourself in the future. Director Yang said that it takes time to submit an application report and wait for approval, but he didn't say that the report wouldn't be submitted. You didn't remember what you should have remembered, and you remembered what you shouldn't have remembered, making me a laughing stock."

Upon hearing Wang Xingguo's words, Gan Ping knew that the matter must have been resolved. He chuckled and said, "Yes, yes, it's good that the problem is solved. I was just a little impatient. With the price at its highest, how can we achieve anything without pork?"

Uncle Niu also breathed a sigh of relief. You see, there are very few supplies that can be delivered to his door now. Without extra supplies, he would have no work to do.

However, he will definitely be very free these few days. Niu Ye really likes this job now, after all, he has been allocated an apartment and has already moved in with his wife and son.

He's not stupid; everyone living here is a cadre. What a great opportunity this is!

Other people's children want to get to know a few officials, but they don't even have the connections. It's different for those living in the dormitory compound. At least they have the advantage of being close to the source. Everyone coming and going is a relative of an official, so it's hard not to get to know them!

Everyone was especially excited tonight, chatting and laughing happily because they had moved to their new homes.

We used to be just colleagues, but now we're all neighbors.

Wang Yongchang took some peanuts, opened a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and skillfully said to his cousin, "Yongli, put it on Xingguo's tab."

Wang Yongli responded and quickly recorded the expense in the slush fund. How could it possibly go through Wang Xingguo's account? The salary was paid to Wang Xingguo, and the money in the slush fund was the public funds used for reimbursement.

Niu Ye ran back to the main room and saw Wang Yongchang drinking. He also ran to get a wine glass, skillfully poured himself a glass, and drank with Wang Yongchang.

Looking at the rabbits that still hadn't sold, Wang Xingguo was puzzled. Why was no one buying such plump rabbits?

So he asked his cousin, "Brother Xinggui, hasn't anyone asked about this rabbit?"

Wang Xinggui shook his head and said, "No, not a single one. I don't understand why either. Later, everyone talked about it and they all felt that people who come to the night market are mainly there for pork and poultry, so they're not interested in rabbits. If you ask me, let Lao Wu try to sell some rabbits; maybe those rich people will be interested."

Wang Xingguo nodded, then thought for a moment and said, "Alright, let Uncle Yongshan kill a few and stew them for tonight's supper. Also, let Uncle Yongshan make me some chive pancakes; my wife loves Uncle Yongshan's chive pancakes."

Wang Xinggui nodded happily and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away. Xiuping loves chive dumplings. I'll have my wife make some for her next time. Your sister-in-law makes them very well too."

Wang Xingguo smiled and nodded. Just as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw Lian Sheng carrying things in!

Wang Xingguo hurriedly went to greet him: "Lian Sheng, why are you back so late?"

Lian Sheng chuckled and said, "My dad got some nutritional supplements from the leaders. I was thinking that my sister-in-law was about to give birth, and since the factory's car was coming over, I hitched a ride back with her."

Shijiazhuang Iron and Steel Plant is more than 20 kilometers away from here, which is really far. So Lian Sheng rarely comes back, and Wang Xingguo doesn't have much of a chance to visit him at Shijiazhuang Iron and Steel Plant either.

Since they were all on the same side, Wang Xingguo didn't stand on ceremony with him. He took the bag and looked inside. It turned out to be two cans of malted milk powder and some sugar. Malted milk powder was really rare; even Wang Xingguo couldn't get his hands on it.

Because nutritional supplements are already scarce, malted milk powder is even harder to obtain.

In fact, ordinary people could only buy malted milk powder in the 1970s, when production increased and it became available on the market.

At that time, malted milk powder could be purchased either by overseas Chinese stores and foreign guest stores with remittance coupons, or by some large hospitals with certain quotas, mainly for high-ranking officials.

Wang Xingguo pulled Lian Sheng towards the main hall, and the two soon started drinking.

Anyway, Lian Sheng came along and won't be able to go back until tomorrow, so there's no rush to leave.