The Peasant Wife Has a Space

In other words, this thing lasted two or three years.

Such a serious problem has never been discovered, or is it deliberately no one has actively discovered it?

For two or three years in a row, 10,000 catties of grain have been stolen every month, which is not a small sum accumulated.

Zhao Xiulan thought about whether to report this matter to her superiors, but hesitated for a while.

After all, this is a serious matter, and I don't know who did it.

She made a rash report, and the superior who reported to her might be the one who started arranging this matter.

When she stabbed it out, it might have touched the interests of others, and she would also be in trouble.

We have to figure this out first, Zhao Xiulan can only wait and see.

Zhao Xiulan's heart was a little heavy after reading the report for the day and found out about it.

When it's time to get off work, pack up and get ready to go home.

Just a few steps out of the Grain Bureau, Sister Zhang stopped Zhao Xiulan.

"Comrade Zhao, wait a moment, I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing that the person calling her was Sister Zhang, Zhao Xiulan asked with a smile, "Sister Zhang, what's the matter?"

Sister Zhang asked very directly, "Comrade Zhao Xiulan, I heard before that you have meat tickets that you can transfer. Do you still have any? If so, can you transfer it to me?"

Zhao Xiulan didn't expect that Sister Zhang was looking for her for this. She has a lot of meat tickets here. Sister Zhang is an old man in the office, and she is almost the same level as Sister Wang.

If you want to live well in the office, you still have to get closer to Sister Zhang.

Hearing Sister Zhang's question, Zhao Xiulan nodded, "Yes, Sister Zhang, how much do you want?"

"I want as much as you have here! To tell you the truth, my daughter is going to get married and hold a banquet, and the family wants to do it more decently, so I've been collecting meat tickets everywhere. It's hard to collect meat tickets, and there is no way to come to you. Ask and see if you have any."

"It turns out that, Sister Zhang, I have five pounds of meat tickets here, and I can transfer them to you. Two dollars a piece, do you think it is suitable?"

When Sister Zhang heard that, Zhao Xiulan was able to transfer five pounds of meat tickets to her, and she was instantly overjoyed.

And two yuan a meat ticket, the transfer price is also very cheap.

In the past few days, when Sister Zhang was looking for someone else, they basically charged two to five to three dollars a piece when they changed hands. The price Zhao Xiulan asked for was not only very cheap, but also gave so much, which was a solution to one of her urgent needs.

Go back and find someone else to make it together, and this meat ticket can be collected.

"Comrade Zhao, then give it to me!"

"Okay, Sister Zhang, I still have a way to get meat, but at the price on the black market, do you think you need it? If you need it, I'll get it for you."

When Sister Zhang heard this, she was even more excited.

No wonder Zhao Xiulan's usual food is so good, she said that even if there is a meat ticket, it is difficult to buy meat, how does Zhao Xiulan eat meat every day.

Turns out there is a way to get it.

It seems that this little girl is not easy!

As for where Zhao Xiulan got it from, Sister Zhang would not ask carefully.

This is the trading rule of their generation, as long as the money is paid in one hand and the delivery is in the other hand, the others are not asked.

After all, she was very grateful that people could help her get meat, and there was no need to ask the bottom line and ask clearly.

"Comrade Zhao Xiulan, can you really get the meat for me? How much can you get? What's the price?" Sister Zhang hurriedly asked.

She has to look at the price and decide how many pounds she wants.