The Life of a Son-in-Law in a Courtyard House

Yang Dalin knew that Brother Tian often transported supplies at night in Korea, often not resting until dawn, and thus witnessed many sunrises.

At his age, a warm bed might be more suitable for him.

Yang Dalin said it on purpose, otherwise, if he were to sneak away at night while sharing a dormitory with Brother Tian, ​​a veteran like Brother Tian might find out.

They might secretly follow us, so it's better to talk to the captain and make things clear.

That way, no one would suspect him.

Sometimes, sincerity is the most powerful weapon.

After washing your feet, everyone should get some rest.

Yang Dalin got up at four o'clock in the morning.

Yang Dalin soon arrived at the village with the small dock.

It was still dark when he was trading with others, and they couldn't see his face clearly.

Yang Dalin arrived at the village, where some fishermen had already gotten up and were preparing to set off.

Yang Dalin stood not far from the small dock and stopped an old man who wanted to board a boat to fish.

The man was startled.

Yang Dalin offered the man a cigarette and led him to a secluded spot, explaining, "Sir, we want to buy some dried goods, the more the better. You can ask how much your village has. We'll exchange it for money, some grain, and some national grain coupons."

If the fresh produce can be delivered to the main road outside the village before 6:30, we will take it; if it cannot be delivered before 6:30, we will not take it.

"Do you think it's possible to make this deal happen?"

The old man took the cigarette from Yang Dalin but didn't light it immediately.

It was simply clipped to my ear.

I asked him, "The whole village could probably gather tens of thousands of kilograms of dried goods for you, and you can all take them?"

What kinds of grains are included? Do you have any samples?

Yang Dalin took out a handful of grains from his pocket, including cornmeal, sweet potatoes, and dried sweet potatoes, and showed them to the other person.

The fine grains in the space, and that black stuff mixed with sand, were not taken out.

Yang Dalin also took out a stack of money and a large handful of national grain coupons from his spatial storage, and showed them to the other party using a flashlight wrapped in cloth.

Yang Dalin quickly turned off his flashlight and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, we have the strength. Please consider it. If it's okay, I'll wait for you on the main road to the west. But you can only bring ten people, no more."

Seeing Yang Dalin's strength, the old man knew that he was a young man, even though he couldn't see Yang Dalin's face clearly.

He added, "You've got guts, kid."

Yang Dalin replied, "Sir, we didn't come alone, otherwise how would we transport all this stuff?"

The old man thought about it and realized it made sense; something weighing tens of thousands of kilograms must have involved a vehicle and a lot of people.

The old man is old and knowledgeable, and since he's right next to his own village, he's definitely not afraid.

Since it was a rare opportunity, I agreed: "Okay, in an hour, we'll exchange the dried goods at the place you mentioned, about a mile outside the village. As for the fresh goods, I'll tell you about an abandoned dock by the sea. We'll exchange them there. I'll organize everyone to either go fishing or prepare dried goods."

Yang Dalin added, "Sir, please keep an eye on the goods. This is our first transaction, so if the quality is bad, there won't be a next time."

The old man asked him, "You mean, who knows, there might be more in the future?"

Yang Dalin said, "Yes, but we need as much dried goods as possible. Fresh fish can only be delivered in winter; we can't transport them in summer."

In those days, there were no seafood trucks or refrigerated trucks, so transportation was quite difficult.

For many years, the only three types of seafood that people in inland areas have eaten are small shrimp, kelp, and frozen ribbonfish.

Yang Dalin's hometown in western Shandong was like this in his previous life, and until the new century, he had only eaten a few kinds of seafood.

Later, when live seafood stalls opened in the county's vegetable market, we weren't rich, so we never bought any.

Seeing the possibility of establishing a long-term sales channel, the old man happily said, "Okay, I'll oversee the quality, don't worry. I'll go prepare right away."

To be honest, it was quite cold by the sea in the north. Yang Dalin wrapped his coat tighter around himself and walked to his designated spot.

After waiting for more than half an hour, I heard some noise coming.

The old man was very particular. Ten people came in front of him, and many others followed behind, but none of them moved to the front.

The first ten people were all carrying a lot of goods in their vehicles.

The old man walked over first.

Yang Dalin had already pulled down the ear flaps on both sides of his hat and put on a mask.

It was still dark, and no one could see his face clearly.

Ten men kept bringing over the goods from behind. The old man gave Yang Dalin an account of the total amount of various dried goods. Yang Dalin simply opened the sacks randomly and checked them briefly with a flashlight.

Since there's no way to thoroughly inspect the bags, we can only gamble on the other party's conscience.

Yang Dalin asked the old man how much money he wanted, how much grain he needed, and how many coupons he needed.

Most people opted for grain and ration coupons, and didn't ask for much money.

Here by the sea, grain is much more expensive than seafood.

Yang Dalin told him to wait a moment, and walked a short distance ahead, where he took back some of the grain he had distributed and the money he had prepared.

Then they brought the other party back, and several people checked the grain and money. During this time, Yang Dalin remained cautious and vigilant to prevent the other party from double-crossing him.

Fortunately, the other party was honest.

Yang Dalin even gave the old man an extra twenty yuan and ten jin of flour.

They said it was a favor to help him out; it was already 6:30, and he still wanted fresh fish, but it would be best if everyone packed it in sacks or baskets and recorded the weight.

Otherwise it's hard to calculate.

Seeing that there was a kickback, the old man politely declined a few times and then accepted it.

He readily agreed that at least tens of thousands of kilograms of fresh fish would be transported to a secluded, abandoned seaside dock that the two of them had just agreed upon by 6:30.

It could even be more than 10,000 jin.

The old man said that his own village alone has dozens of small fishing boats, not including those from other villages that are located on the beach in their village.

It was only to prevent the commune people from discovering it; otherwise, even more could have been transported to that secluded dock by the sea.

Indeed, the commune people arrived at 6:30 in the morning. Otherwise, each boat could easily bring over several hundred catties of fish, and tens of thousands of catties of sea fish would be quite easy.

Even if only 10,000 jin are transported, that will suffice.

Yang Dalin had his men transport the grain away. The fishermen all had a lot of carts, ten in total, so taking the grain away was quite easy.

The old man also said that he would go home first and wait for him at the dock he mentioned to meet up.

Yang Dalin knew that this old man was very clever, no matter how he transported it away.

He didn't even look at it, which saved Yang Dalin a lot of trouble.

After the other party had gone far away, Yang Dalin focused his attention and looked in all directions, and indeed there was no one there.

Only then did I put everything into the storage space.

Yang Dalin also paid extra for these bags.

Otherwise, if there's nothing to put them in, it would be really difficult to take these things out.

It was almost six o'clock when Yang Dalin finally went to the abandoned dock that the old man had mentioned.

That place is quite remote, a bit far from the dock that the village is currently using.

Even the people in the commune couldn't see it.

It was almost 6:30 in the morning, and I was wearing a hat, a mask, and had changed my clothes. I wasn't afraid of being recognized.