People rely on the aid money to live in the courtyard

Chapter 118 The Source of Tickets
Yi Chuanzong nodded, there is no point in concealing it now.

He said calmly: "I haven't counted the money in detail. It's about 240 yuan, about 300 catties of food stamps, [-] catties of fish tickets, ten boxes of cigarette tickets, [-] industrial rolls, two catties of sugar tickets... one bike ticket." Zhang, there are some non-staple food bills, and there are almost seven catties of wine."

"hiss!"

All the people in the room took a deep breath. They just looked at it before, but now it's 300 yuan, which is more than a year's salary for a normal person!

These are the ones that are on the body, what about the ones that are not?How much is that?
silence.

The director's eyes were also trembling, and he said softly: "I remember you, I interrogated you last time! You are a registered permanent residence in the village, and you just entered the rolling mill to work."

Yi Chuanzong's face remained unchanged, "Yes, I was assessed as a fourth-level fitter in the factory the day before yesterday, and I became a regular in the factory yesterday. Today I came to change my household registration. Here is my work certificate and a letter of introduction from the factory's HR department."

The surrounding policemen all looked at Yi Chuanzong in shock, isn't this too awesome?

Now the wages are unified and very fair, what is the salary for what occupation and grade, these things are clear to the police.

They usually have to conduct interrogation, investigation and other work, and they are relatively familiar with most of the work. The more they understand, the more shocked they are.

Ordinary people need more than five years to become a fourth-level fitter. This guy reached the fourth-level fitter in one month. Does it mean that he will reach the top in two years?
The director's eyelids twitched, and the factory became regular in a month?

A person from the village goes to the city for a month as a fourth-level fitter?

This is still a talent!

With a serious face, he said seriously: "I need you to tell the source of these items now!"

Yi Chuanzong said calmly: "In the money, there are more than 85 yuan left by my hometown. My salary last month was [-] yuan and a bonus of [-] yuan. I went to Miaofengshan Town on October [-]nd to hunt wild boars. In fact, I It’s not that one was hunted, but one big and three small ones were hunted, and three of the small ones were sold to the butcher shop in the town for [-] yuan. The local butcher shop said it was a purchase. The decision committee has reported."

The eyelids of the policemen present were jumping. This guy was the one who was rumored to have beaten a wild boar. It turned out that he had beaten more than one wild boar. No wonder there was so much money!
"These tickets..."

Yi Chuanzong paused and continued, "The thirteen industrial rolls were given to me by my uncle. My uncle is Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter in the third station steel factory. He has four industrial rolls every month. Usually The tickets for meals at the factory were exchanged by the uncle and the neighbors, and the neighborhood committee knew about this, but the application for the food stamps had not yet been implemented.”

"The other [-] catties of food stamps were sent by Qiao Lilong from the Dongcheng Cultural Bureau. It is my reward for memorizing Zong Lie from the mountain on October [-]. Most of them are subsidies for Zong Lie's disability and retirement."

"I went to see him twice, and he sent some tickets after knowing my appetite. I don't know if it was the subsidy of his family's position or his own. ask."

Han Xiang had a ghostly expression on his face. He had inquired many times before and knew that Yi Zhonghai exchanged food tickets with the surrounding residents, but the family's surplus food was only so much.
No tickets were exchanged, but the two of them were still able to eat and drink!

He also saw that others had given Yi Chuanzong a lot of food coupons, so he dared to report it.

Now it was sent by the Cultural Bureau?Or food stamps from the army?Disability benefits?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but tremble all over. If this was true, how would the police station punish him?If he lost his job... He couldn't even think about it, he would go crazy if he thought about it!
The director's eyelids twitched when he heard it, he didn't expect Yi Chuanzong to be so troublesome.

He just came in on October [-]st, and went into the mountain to hunt wild boars on October [-]nd, and even rescued a wounded soldier after hearing this?

I made a lot of money hunting by myself, and they even gave me some tickets.

This is the Cultural Bureau, and the army is disabled and retired. The relationship is so hard?
The last time I came here, I was just an elementary school apprentice, and I was still registered in the village.

In just ten days of effort, this is going to fly to the sky!

"I need to check these bills!"

Without hesitation, Yi Chuanzong handed over both the ticket money and the ticket in his hand.

He lied. It doesn't matter if he buys some tickets on the black market and secretly lives a refined life, but this kind of thing can't be made public, let alone said in the police station. This is provoking the majesty of the police.

Even if they were caught at night on the black market, it might be enough to criticize and educate them. If they had a good attitude of admitting their mistakes, at most they would confiscate these things.

After all, there are more black markets in Sijiu City, and existence is justified. It's not that they are caught in the limelight, but most of them turn a blind eye.

But now that he was reported and exposed, it would be a big deal!

Han Xiang has already done such a thing, and he will definitely not let him go, he can only push it to Zong Lie, or else he will be finished this time.

The effect of saying this is also very good. Although the eyes of the surrounding policemen are very strange, they are not as sharp as they were at the beginning. I already believe what he said in my heart. As long as Zong Lie can respond, this incident will be over. .

The director took all the bills, stretched out his hand and took a thick stack of bills in his hand, first separated the money on it, and after twisting it, it was like a small shop fan.

The top one is printed with a pattern of a palace hall. This is a pattern of ten yuan. At this time, the largest coin is ten yuan, and the smallest one is one cent below. This stack of coins exceeds one hundred.

The surrounding policemen secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, more than 200 yuan is also a huge sum of money for them.

The thirteenth-level policeman is 35 yuan per month, the twelfth-level policeman is 46 yuan per month, the eleventh-level policeman is forty yuan per month, and the tenth-level policeman is 240 yuan per month. The [-] yuan has to be saved for more than half a year without eating or drinking.

The director over there has already started to check the bills, and he didn't look at the tobacco and alcohol. If what Yi Chuanzong said is true, the cigarette bills are issued by the superiors. up.

He can only check the food stamps and determine the source.

The brand-new food stamps have few traces of use, and they feel very firm in the hand. Each one is a fine food stamp of one catty, and there are two one-hundred-jin stamps at the back. These things are not usable by ordinary families. arrive.

After some inspection, the director already believed Yi Chuanzong's words. He said in a deep voice, "We will send someone to inquire about this matter! Which hospital is Zong Lie in now?"

Yi Chuanzong replied directly: "The Third People's Hospital of Sijiu City."

The director nodded and said, "You two are waiting here for the time being! Jizeng went to the Dongcheng Cultural Bureau, and Ma Yuan went to the Third People's Hospital. Both of you are riding bicycles, go and come back quickly."

"Yes!"

The two young policemen walked out the door in response, and the other policemen returned to the interior of the hall, only one middle-aged policeman stared here.

"Sit down, both of you, and we'll talk about everything when you come back."

"Thank you."

Yi Chuanzong nodded to the policeman in front, and then sat down.

"thanks."

On the other hand, Han Xiang became fidgety. He took a peek at Yi Chuanzong, who had a calm expression on his face, and his heart kept beating, thinking about the possible punishment he might face.

Yi Chuanzong felt a little more at ease. In fact, he was quite sure that the mother of the clan must have passed by now, and she would definitely stop such a trivial matter.

Poor people are reluctant to eat eggs, so they exchange eggs for soy sauce and the like.People with a little money don’t have enough tickets, so many people will choose to exchange for food tickets, fish tickets, oil tickets and the like.

At this time, everyone is poor, trying to make their lives better and more refined.

The cigarette ticket is troublesome. There are very few rations of this thing, and it is usually specially supplied to leaders, high-level intellectuals, etc. His cigarette ticket was bought at a high price after going all over the black market.

As a result, this incident happened before he bought a pack of cigarettes to taste.

(End of this chapter)