Siheyuan: Starting from Level 4 Blacksmith
5Wear branded clothes! I don’t lack money!

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After breakfast.

Zhao Aimin washed all the pots and pans.

Clean up the house.

He placed the items into the system warehouse.

Lock the door and set off.

Jia Zhangshi of this courtyard.

He didn't want his grandson to learn well.

She asked him to steal this every day.

Take that one.

Ever since he had the precious system, Gada.

Zhao Aimin did not leave anything at home.

The poor mountains and rivers produce unruly people.

There was no problem with this at all.

This was an era of hard work.

He couldn't trust anyone.

He walked to the front yard.

Zhao Aimin happened to bump into the third uncle, Yan Bugui, who was about to leave.

Heh, it was just this inch…

"Aimin, I heard that you're going on a blind date today.”

"Which family's daughter?"

Yan Bugui asked with a smile.

Zhao Aimin said casually.

"I haven't seen him before."

"The matchmaker introduced me."

"Oh, you're quite ambitious."

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes.

"If you like it,"

"Are you going to marry her?”

"Of course."

"If you like her, you'll definitely get married."

Zhao Aimin had already guessed what he was thinking.

In this era, marriage was extremely simple.

Find someone to matchmake.

If they felt that the conditions were good, they would meet.

If you like her, you can meet her at the Civil Affairs Bureau in a few days.

The longest period of time was only a few months.

The betrothal gift was even easier to say.

He would give them eight to ten yuan as he saw fit.

There were no conditions.

She would marry him even if he gave her two eggs and flour.

She was going to get married anyway.

It would be a lighter burden if there were fewer people at home.

Her husband's life was good.

Her family could also benefit from it.

As for the banquet.

It was entirely up to the opinions of the two families.

Zhao Aimin's conditions could be said to be one of the best.

His monthly salary was forty-five yuan.

If he married a wife…

There must be a banquet.

"Then, Third Uncle will congratulate you in advance.”

Yan Bugui raised his hand.

"This banquet should be handed over to Silly Zhu.”

"How many tables are you going to set up?"

"Is everything here?”

As for this Third Uncle…

Zhao Aimin did not treat him as an enemy.

But they were not friends.

This kind of person liked to scheme.

However, this was also caused by life.

He only had a salary of 30 yuan.

He was feeding a family.

Except for Yan Jiedi, a little girl.

The rest were all young men.

……

He could feed these people on his own.

No one starved to death.

It was all based on the calculations in his mind.

However, he could forget about this banquet.

Zhao Aimin did not plan to hold it in the courtyard at all.

"The higher-ups said that we have to be diligent and thrifty.”

"I can't be extravagant."

"It's definitely not possible to make a big fuss."

Zhao Aimin pointed at the newspaper on the wall.

"But please rest assured, Third Master."

"There are still wedding candies.”

"It's getting late."

"I have to hurry to the factory."

"Let's talk about it later."

"Well, we have a big family."

"Give us more later."

Zhao Aimin got into the car and left without looking back.

Yan Bugui walked home with his hands behind his back.

"Husband, I'm done."

"When Zhao Aimin gets married, we will definitely have wedding candies.”

"Really? There are so many people in our family.”

"Don't just give me two or three pieces.”

"What are you saying?"

"I'm his third uncle."

"How is that possible?"

"At least three or four yuan per person.”

He got a portion of Zhao Aimin and a portion of wedding candy.

After showing off to his family.

Third Uncle rode his bicycle to work.

He only cared about showing off.

She had completely forgotten about going to work.

If she were to be late again for these candies.

This deal would be a huge loss.

On the way to the rolling mill.

More and more workmates gathered around him.

Looking down from above.

The workers were like a river flowing into the sea.

He rushed towards the rolling mill.

Zhao Aimin didn't meet anyone he knew.

He strode forward with his head held high.

There were a total of 10,000 people in the rolling mill.

Dozens of workshops.

Everyone could only remember what the big leader of the factory looked like.

Even the people in his own workshop might not be able to recognize all of them.

Not to mention the people in the other workshops.

After all, who had nothing better to do?

Zhao Aimin could count the number of people he knew on his hands.

Ever since he took over his father's position.

He wasn't working every day.

It was to think of ways to improve his skills.

These four months.

He really managed to get to the fourth grade.

Everyone in the factory knew about this.

Everyone said that Old Zhao gave birth to a good son.

Unfortunately, he died early.

There was no time to enjoy life.

They entered the factory.

Zhao Aimin did not go to the workshop.

He went straight to the director's office.

"Chief Physician Li."

"Come in."

Zhao Aimin told Director Li everything about his situation.

When he heard this.

Chief Physician Li immediately let him go.

This kind of thing wasn't a request for leave.

You're waiting to be beaten up.

Besides...

This Zhao Aimin was already a Level 4 Blacksmith at such a young age.

Level three in four months.

Who would dare to look down on this ability?

Maybe one day.

His position had been swapped with his.

For talents.

He had to treat her like a talented person.

"Thank you, Director Li."

"When the time comes, if it succeeds."

"I'll definitely pack a wedding candy for you and send it over.”

"Engineer Zhao, I'll be waiting for your good news.”

After taking leave.

Zhao Aimin went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.

Today was such an important day.

He definitely had to clean up…

He entered the door of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Zhao Aimin went straight to the ready-to-wear area.

"Comrade, do you have a medium-sized white shirt?”

"Do you have cloth tickets? Five feet six inches."

A shirt was eight feet and three inches long.

Dusk is five feet and six inches after being discounted.

"Yes, yes."

In this era where votes were the deciding factor.

Rich people wouldn't sell it to you.

No tickets?

Just go back to where you came from.

She heard him say that he had tickets.

Only then did the salesperson go to the counter to get something.

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