Reborn in the 1980s: Nine Stunning Beauties Get Pregnant Before Marriage

The two locked eyes for a few seconds.

Section Chief Zhang spoke first, holding up one finger: "I'll give you a thousand yuan."

This price is similar to the black market price last year.

Chen Yongqiang knew the price was much higher now, and he looked troubled: "At this price, I don't even have enough money to buy a tractor."

"You think you can buy a tractor with just a small yellow croaker?" Section Chief Zhang looked on incredulously.

"I have two," Chen Yongqiang said, taking another one out of his bag and placing the two small yellow croakers side by side in his palm.

"Two?" Section Chief Zhang looked at the two gold bars lying side by side in Chen Yongqiang's palm, his mind racing:

The price of the Gongnong-12 is 2,600 yuan, so the price of this small yellow croaker is 1,300 yuan, which is much higher than the price he just quoted.

"Isn't this price a bit too high?"

"If you don't think it's suitable, then I can only go to the secondhand market to take a look," Chen Yongqiang said, putting away the two gold bars as if to leave.

"Okay, I'll add a little more, two thousand two, I'll take both." Section Chief Zhang made a concession.

"If you're willing to sell me the tractor for 2,200, that's fine too." Chen Yongqiang's original plan was to buy the tractor with two gold bars plus some cash.

Unexpectedly, this Section Chief Zhang was in dire need of help, so naturally, I had to seize the opportunity.

If we can use a little more persuasion to get the tractor right away, that would be ideal.

The remaining money can be used to build a house.

Section Chief Zhang shook his head repeatedly, "How can that be! Every tractor has a clearly marked price, and the accounts are crystal clear. I can't make the decision on the price."

"Then I won't make things difficult for you." Chen Yongqiang sighed and turned to leave.

It's Section Chief Zhang who wants the gold bars now, not Chen Yongqiang who's begging him.

Sure enough, Chen Yongqiang had only taken two steps when Section Chief Zhang called him back from behind.

Finally, the two gold bars were sold for 2,600 yuan.

However, Section Chief Zhang didn't have that much cash on him, so he asked Ma Weimin to take care of Chen Yongqiang while he hurriedly went back to get the money.

"Can you drive a tractor?" Ma Weimin asked Chen Yongqiang, explaining how to operate the tractor.

"Yes, we've held them before, at the village committee headquarters," Chen Yongqiang replied, secretly pleased.

Those two gold bars were obtained by selling fish before the Lunar New Year; at the time, they were worth only 1,600 yuan.

Unexpectedly, just over a month later, he used those two gold bars to exchange for a tractor worth 2,600 yuan!

If it weren't for the urgent need to build the house, he would have been reluctant to sell these two small yellow croakers, believing they would appreciate in value in the future.

After Chen Yongqiang listened to Ma Weimin's introduction for a while, Section Chief Zhang returned.

The two completed the transaction in the office, exchanging gold bars for cash.

Chen Yongqiang barely had a chance to warm the banknotes before Ma Weimin took them and deposited them at the front counter.

After Ma Weimin completed the formalities for Chen Yongqiang and issued the invoice, he handed him the Z-shaped crank handle used to start tractors.

"That tractor is yours now!"

With a smile, Chen Yongqiang took the crank handle and walked to the front of the tractor.

He pressed down on the decompression lever with his left hand, aligned the crank handle with the engine crankshaft with his right hand, and cranked it quickly with force.

The lever loosened after only a few rotations.

Rat-a-tat-tat... Boom!

The tractor roared powerfully and spewed out a puff of blue smoke from its exhaust pipe, successfully starting up!

Chen Yongqiang walked up to Ma Weimin, thanked him, climbed into the driver's seat, released the clutch, and the tractor roared and slowly drove out of the agricultural machinery company's gate.

On the back of the truck, there was also a bicycle and two barrels of diesel fuel that had been purchased at extra cost.

"It's getting late, we need to hurry to the winery."

Upon arriving at the distillery, Chen Yongqiang parked the tractor at the main gate, walked to the window of the guardhouse, handed in a cigarette, and asked the old man to pass on a message.

"Could you please tell Xiao Li from logistics that we arranged for him to come and collect the distiller's grains yesterday?"

The old man took the cigarette, glanced at the tractor still sputtering outside the door, and then turned and went into the factory.

Not long after, Xiao Li came out with the old man.

"Brother, you've finally arrived!" Xiao Li exclaimed as soon as he saw Chen Yongqiang and the tractor.

He looked at the back of the Gongnong-12 tractor and said, "This tractor can't carry too much at once."

"Just tell me where the lees are piled up, and I'll make a few more trips to make sure it's all hauled away and cleaned up today." Chen Yongqiang knew that the tractor could only carry a maximum of one ton at a time, but he had the space.

Xiao Li led Chen Yongqiang to the backyard and pointed to the huge pile of distiller's grains: "These distiller's grains aren't free. The price we paid to others before was fifteen yuan per ton."

"I know the rules." Chen Yongqiang handed over a prepared wild boar stomach.

Xiao Li took the bag, glanced at it, and then hid it under his clothes. Seeing that Chen Yongqiang was so cooperative, he waved his hand and urged, "Alright, hurry up and load it onto the truck. Hurry up!"

Chen Yongqiang took a large iron shovel from the truck bed and began loading the truck with distiller's grains.

The lees were frozen solid, but luckily he was strong and could scoop up a large chunk with one shovel.

After watching for a while, Xiao Li saw that Chen Yongqiang was loading the truck diligently and didn't seem like he was trying to cheat or slack off: "Every time you take away a truckload, register it at the gatehouse and keep track of the number."

After giving his instructions, he hunched his shoulders and left. He didn't want to stay there and freeze with Chen Yongqiang in this freezing weather.

Xiao Li's departure, ironically, gave Chen Yongqiang room to maneuver.

He thought to himself, "Fifteen yuan a ton. If I take it back to the village and resell it, the price of this distiller's grains, as excellent feed, can at least double."

Chen Yongqiang quickly filled the first truck and drove the tractor to the door.

The old man at the gatehouse made a mark on the register and let us through.

Chen Yongqiang drove the tractor out of the winery gate.

He wasn't really planning to haul this truckload of fermented grains back to the countryside and then turn back.

As soon as the tractor reached a remote and deserted place, he had a sudden thought and put the entire load of fermented grains into his spatial storage.

In this way, a round trip, including loading and unloading, takes less than half an hour.

Back at the distillery gate, the old man in the gatehouse opened the iron gate with a look of surprise on his face: "How come you're back so soon?"

As Chen Yongqiang drove the tractor inside, he explained, "Didn't your factory leaders tell you to finish this as soon as possible? I dare not delay; of course, the sooner the better."

By two or three o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Yongqiang had finished hauling away the mountain of lees.

During lunch break, he took a longer rest to avoid arousing suspicion by moving too fast.

After loading the last truck, Chen Yongqiang parked the tractor at the factory gate, went into the guard room, and went to check accounts with Xiao Li who was waiting there.

Looking at the tally marks on the register, Xiao Li was puzzled: "Such a huge pile, only fifteen cartloads?"

Chen Yongqiang remained calm and unhurried, first offering a cigarette to Xiao Li, and then to the old man in the gatehouse.

"Comrade Li, isn't this exactly three tally marks, fifteen carts, just right?"