1960s, City 49.
In the middle of the winter, the snow was thick and heavy.
The bell rang at the Red Star Rolling Mill.
"There are thousands of willows in the spring breeze.”
Han Qiye's eyes glazed over as he looked at the eye-catching slogans on the walls.
He was a descendant of the later generation, and it had been eight years since he transmigrated to this world.
That year, he was only eighteen.
Now, he was already twenty-five.
His father was a worker at a steel mill. Unfortunately, he was killed by a machine, and his mother fell ill from worry.
Both of them had died before Han Qiye had even reached adulthood.
He also took over his father's work station and became an apprentice in the rolling mill. His monthly salary was 18.50 yuan and he had a room in the courtyard.
"Engineer Han, would you like to have a drink with me?"
He invited the workers who got off work with him.
Today was the Steel Rolling Mill's worker assessment. Han Qiye passed with full marks and became a level four fitter.
The fitter was divided into levels one to eight. Level one to three were beginner fitter, level four to six were intermediate fitter, and level seven and eight were advanced fitter.
Above them were level nine engineers.
Han Qiye passed the test and officially became an intermediate fitter.
Logically speaking, such a joyous occasion should indeed be accompanied by two glasses of wine.
"Tomorrow. I have to go back and celebrate with my wife.”
"I couldn't tell that you're afraid of your wife.”
"Don't talk nonsense. I love my wife. I'll treat you to a restaurant another day.”
Han Qiye smiled and tactfully declined before leaving for the supply and marketing company.
"Comrade, get me two bottles of Xifeng wine.”
Han Qiye pointed at the row of milk powder on the shelf.
"Five yuan a bottle, two first-class tickets.”The salesperson glanced at Han Qiye, who was dressed in overalls.
These days, Xifeng wine was only drunk by the officials. Not many people could afford it. They were either rich or noble.
This was because in this day and age, a person's monthly minimum ration was five yuan.
Spending five yuan to buy a bottle of wine, who knew how many people would feel heartache for the money.
Moreover, the environment was lacking in resources. Buying things not only required payment, but also tickets.
Meat tickets, fuel tickets, rice tickets, face tickets, cloth tickets, bicycle tickets, watch tickets, radio tickets, and so on.
It could be said that every aspect of life needed tickets.
Wine tickets were also divided into levels.
Ordinary Erguotou was second-class at Niulanshan, so ordinary people could afford it.
Wuliang liquor and Xifeng liquor were first-class, and were usually drunk by the officers.
Moutai was the best. There were only a few thousand bottles each year, and most of them were sent to the tables of the leaders.
Even though Xifeng wine was expensive, first-class tickets were rare.
Han Qiye was dressed in overalls, so he didn't look like him at all…
Han Qiye took out the money and bills and handed them to the salesperson. After the salesperson checked, she didn't waste any time and directly handed him two bottles of Xifeng wine.
Han Qiye then bought a pound of pork belly and 20 pounds of white flour.
Han Qiye returned to the courtyard house with his things.
This was a courtyard house with three entrances and three exits. There were more than 20 families and more than 100 people living here.
As soon as he stepped into the front yard, he saw an old man in his fifties who wore glasses and looked gentle.
This person was the manager of the front yard, the third master, Yan Bugui.
There were three masters in charge of the courtyard house. They were Yan Bugui, the third master in the front yard, Yi Zhonghai, the first master in the middle yard, and Liu Haizhong, the second master in the backyard.
Han Qiye lived in the middle courtyard.
That's right, this was the courtyard house in the book " Full of Birds in the Courtyard ".
Yan Bugui's eyes lit up when he saw the streaky pork and two bottles of Xifeng wine in his hands.
One had to know that this Xifeng wine was not cheap, and it was also a rare item.
"Xiao Han, what's the occasion today? You actually bought so many good things." Yan Bugui stepped forward to curry favor.
"I got into the fourth-grade locksmith." Han Qiye casually mentioned and ignored him, walking away.
Yan Bugui's eyes widened as he watched him leave.
"How many years has it been? He's already a fourth-level fitter?" Yan Bugui muttered to himself in disbelief.
He still remembered that when Han Qiye first entered the factory as an apprentice, he was only eighteen years old and his monthly salary was only eighteen yuan and fifty cents.
Now that he had become a Level 4 fitter, his salary would definitely rise to 47.50 yuan.
This was already better than most people in the courtyard.
In the courtyard, only Yi Zhonghai from the middle courtyard and Liu Haizhong from the back courtyard had higher salaries than Han Qiye.
Even Yan Bugui, a primary school teacher, only earned a little over thirty yuan a month.
As for Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, one of them was a level-eight fitter and the other was a level-seven blacksmith. They had been working hard for forty to fifty years before they could achieve what they had today.
Han Qiye was only in his twenties, but he was already a fourth-grade fitter.
"Better bully a white-haired old man than a poor young man.”Yan Bugui couldn't help but sigh.
Yan Bugui felt a little uncomfortable.
He naturally knew why Han Qiye treated him so coldly.
Speaking of which, Han Qiye wasn't just cold to him, he was cold to everyone else in the courtyard.
This was because the Jia family had sent people to matchmake Qin Huiru, and Han Qiye had gone to intercept her.
The betrothal gift from the Jia family was five yuan.
At that time, Han Qiye was just an apprentice, but the betrothal gift was ten yuan.
When Qin Huairu saw that someone was snatching her, she immediately raised the price and demanded that the betrothal gift be doubled.
Double the betrothal gift, that was 20 yuan. He could not afford it, and he did not want to.
In this day and age, five yuan was enough to marry a virgin girl from the countryside.
He had given ten yuan as a betrothal gift, which was enough sincerity.
Han Qiye also realized that Qin Huairu despised the rich.
The Jia family had no choice but to fork out twenty yuan as a betrothal gift to marry Qin Huiru.
Because of this matter, Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu bore a grudge against him.
From then on, he had been spreading rumors in the courtyard, ruining his reputation and calling on the neighbors to ostracize him.
One could imagine how it felt.
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