I'm back in 1990

Chapter 414: The root of all problems is actually an economic problem.

After Huang Xiaochuan picked up Yu Xiang that evening, the two went straight to his uncle's house.

Today, Zeng Hong and Zeng Xia, the two sisters, took charge of the kitchen. Xuanxuan and Liujin were watching TV intently with the old lady, so Auntie was relatively free. After seeing Yu Xiang, she pulled Yu Xiang aside and started asking her about having children.

"Yu Xiang! When are you and Xiao Chuan planning to have a baby?"

Yu Xiang glanced at Huang Xiaochuan, who was talking to his uncle and two brothers-in-law, and felt quite helpless. In fact, she and Huang Xiaochuan had been actively preparing to have a child, but her belly was not showing any signs of pregnancy. Because of this, her mother, Zheng Aiying, often called to ask about it.

Yu Xiang was prepared for this topic: "We have been preparing, but there has been no movement yet."

"I see! I originally thought you two were young and wanted to enjoy life for a few more years before having children. Well, I'm relieved. Getting pregnant is unpredictable for women; some get pregnant sooner, some later."

Upon learning that Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang did not want children, Auntie was relieved.

Huang Xiaochuan chatted and drank tea with his uncle and two brothers-in-law.

The main topic of conversation was the eldest sister's husband and the second sister's husband.

Tang Jianhua is currently studying at a large hotel, where he has indeed learned quite a bit about the business.

Now he's quite ambitious and planning to open his own restaurant.

He even opened a notebook, which was filled with his writing.

"I think opening a restaurant involves several steps. The first thing to do is to prepare in advance, conduct market research and identify the target customer group, then consider the location and rental costs, and finally determine the investment budget."

Once the preliminary preparations are complete, the next step is to consider the core operations, which include menu design and supply chain, cost control, personnel management and training, and finally, service quality.

Looking at his confident brother-in-law, Huang Xiaochuan subconsciously touched his nose.

Zeng Jiahua knew from his nephew's gesture that he had something to say.

"Xiao Chuan, what do you think? Is your brother-in-law's idea feasible?"

Huang Xiaochuan coughed lightly twice: "Brother-in-law, I think your model is based on opening a large restaurant, which will greatly increase the investment risk. So my suggestion is to open a small restaurant first, and then expand the business later when you have more experience."

Zeng Jiahua strongly agreed with his nephew's suggestion: "I think so too. You can't expect to get fat overnight. Many big restaurants didn't start out as big restaurants all at once. They all grew from small to big. When I was the factory manager, the factory was only a little big, with just a dozen people and a few broken machines. It was only later that it gradually grew bigger."

Tang Jianhua then realized that he had messed things up. His original intention was to do a good job of opening the restaurant, but he didn't expect that the standards he set were too high and somewhat out of touch with reality.

Small restaurants have their own way of doing things. If they were to follow the standards of large restaurants, they would definitely fail. However, there are still some things that can be learned from them, such as food safety and hygiene, creating signature dishes, streamlining the menu to avoid unnecessary waste, and creating a clean and tidy dining environment.

He quickly explained, and Zeng Jiahua looked at his eldest son-in-law speechlessly. However, he soon understood that his eldest son-in-law had just come from the system and had not yet adapted. He was a bit rigid and overly perfectionistic in his work.

However, these are not major problems; you'll get used to them after a while.

After dinner, the young couple returned to their home near Sinan Road.

Ever since her uncle took her grandmother and aunt away, Huang Xiaochuan moved here to make it more convenient for Yu Xiang to go to work.

Huang Xiaochuan plans to leave the old Western-style house to his father and his mother, Zeng Lijuan, as it is close to his uncle's house and not far away on foot, making it convenient for them to move between the two places.

The new house is just across the street from the hospital where Yu Xiang works, meaning that Yu Xiang can walk to the hospital in just a few steps.

This is a garden villa with a usable area of ​​400 square meters. It has three floors, six bedrooms, five bathrooms, and a garden of about 200 square meters with open space on all four sides.

The interior decoration retains the original style, with some modern elements added.

Although the living space and garden are smaller than the old villa on Huaihai Road, it is enough for the young couple Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang.

Moreover, after the Spring Festival, three more servants joined the house. Since they hadn't been able to find a suitable nanny, Huang Xiaochuan simply asked Butler Liang to arrange for three people to come from Hong Kong.

In addition to their salaries, these servants also receive an extra allowance each day, similar to the overseas allowances for company employees.

Having a maid saved Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang a lot of trouble, so they didn't have to spend their time on trivial housework.

Of course, the most important thing is that life is much more comfortable now. Yu Xiang was a little unaccustomed to having several more servants at home at first, but fortunately, she had lived in Hong Kong for a while and got used to it after a few days.

After attending Huang Xiaochuan and Yu Xiang's wedding, the people in Huang Xiaochuan's office had a deeper understanding of him than before, and their relationship became closer.

Perhaps it was because they made money from computer training classes? An Cheng and Jiao Zhiyong started to feel the heat of spring again and began a new round of blind dates.

Huang Xiaochuan strolled leisurely through the campus, carrying his bag in one hand and his teacup in the other. Students would greet him from time to time, and he would nod in response. He was almost at his office when...

Ma Yifeng rushed over and, upon seeing Huang Xiaochuan, immediately tried to pull him up without saying a word.

"What are you doing? Don't pull and shove in public." Huang Xiaochuan dodged away.

Ma Yifeng was a little out of breath: "Stop talking nonsense! The room allocation list is out, come with me to take a look."

"What would I go there for? I didn't apply for a house!"

"My Sang Weihong saw your name on the list! Alright! Come with me now, why don't you go see for yourself?"

Huang Xiaochuan looked completely bewildered.

As a landlord who owns so many properties that he doesn't even know the exact number, Huang Xiaochuan didn't apply for the school's welfare housing allocation program at all. This is different from the single dormitory, which he applied for in order to have a place to rest.

Huang Xiaochuan really had no idea about apartments. There were too many faculty and staff members who needed housing, so he decided to step back and leave the opportunity to those who needed it more!

But what's going on? They're being forced to get a house even though they didn't ask the school for one? Is there really such a good thing?

Huang Xiaochuan followed Ma Yifeng to the administration building with some skepticism. The list of housing allocations was posted at the entrance, and many faculty and staff were watching. Some were happy, while others were indignant.

"I have seventeen years of work experience and an intermediate professional title. My family has five members, and I was only allocated a two-bedroom apartment. Isn't this bullying an honest person like me?"

One member of the housing allocation group couldn't stand it anymore and retorted, "Alright! Teacher Xu, your family only has three people, where did you get five?"

"Aren't my parents human? Did I spring from a rock or something?"

"Teacher Xu, please don't argue with me. The number of people in your family is determined according to the household registration book. You saw it when the housing allocation standards were publicized. Bringing this up now is a bit unreasonable, isn't it? Besides, your parents only came to stay with you temporarily after the New Year. Do you think we don't know the situation?"

When Mr. Xu realized that the other party knew so much about his family, he was at a loss for words. However, in front of so many colleagues, he still managed to throw out a sentence to save face.

"I'm going to ask the principal for an explanation!"

"You know where the principal's office is, right? Goodbye!" The people in the housing allocation team looked disdainful. It wasn't their first time doing this job; they'd seen this kind of thing many times before.

Those who didn't get a house said there was something fishy about the allocation process, while those who did complained that their houses were too small. They were satisfied with the size but dissatisfied with the floor, and some even demanded to change floors. In short, the satisfied minority was the majority, while the dissatisfied majority was the majority.

Huang Xiaochuan knew that the school was using a lottery system to allocate apartments this time. For example, if he was among the group of people who wanted a two-bedroom apartment, the lottery would determine which apartment belonged to him. If he drew a good floor, he would be overjoyed. If he drew a bad floor, he would either have to accept his fate or complain to the school leaders. But nine times out of ten, he still wouldn't be able to change apartments. It was a case of one radish for another hole. If you were satisfied, someone else would definitely be dissatisfied.

There's no way around it; this is a common social phenomenon. It's not scarcity that's the problem, but inequality.

Because good resources are often scarce and cannot meet the needs of most people.

When Sang Weihong saw the two arrive, she waved to them.

"Here, I'm here."

Huang Xiaochuan could tell from the excited blush on Sang Weihong's cheeks that she was very satisfied with the house she had been allocated.

"Let me see, where is your house with Lao Ma?"

Sang Weihong pointed to a spot on the bulletin board in the room allocation list: "Building 19, Unit 1, 3rd Floor, Room 302".

"Wow! What a great floor!"

During this period, dormitory buildings built by work units were generally around six stories high. I don't know who came up with this idea, but they said the third floor was the best, followed by the fourth floor, the worst was the top floor, the second to last was the second floor, and the third was the first floor.

Commonly known as the "golden March and silver April".

Sang Weihong pointed to a certain place: "Look at yours, it's also a two-bedroom apartment. We're in the same building, yours is unit 2, room 303."

Huang Xiaochuan looked in the direction Sang Weihong was pointing and saw that his name was indeed there. How strange, he hadn't applied for housing allocation.

Ma Yifeng put his arm around Huang Xiaochuan's shoulder, beaming with joy: "We'll be neighbors again!"

Huang Xiaochuan pretended to have a toothache: "Damn it, there's only one wall between us, I wonder how good the soundproofing is? With the noise you two are making, how am I supposed to sleep?"

Sang Wei's face flushed instantly, but she didn't forget to glare fiercely at Huang Xiaochuan.

Ma Yifeng's single dormitory room was right next to Huang Xiaochuan's. The soundproofing in this old building was terrible. The two of them were so passionate that they would sometimes start fighting in broad daylight. Huang Xiaochuan often heard the noise they made, so he had no choice but to turn up the volume or go for a walk on campus to avoid it.

Each time it was quite loud, but it didn't last long. However, since this involved the couple's private bedroom affairs, Huang Xiaochuan couldn't very well ask Ma Yifeng why it was always so quick, could he?

However, a few lighthearted jokes are fine. Sang Weihong is a woman and has a thin skin, while Ma Yifeng has a thick skin and doesn't take it seriously at all.

Getting a house is always a good thing, so Huang Xiaochuan teased, "Old Ma, now that we have a house, shouldn't we celebrate tonight?"

Ma Yifeng tossed his head nonchalantly: "No problem, I'll pay for the food, you pay for the drinks!"

After spending some time together, Ma Yifeng figured out Huang Xiaochuan's temperament. He was never stingy with friends he got along well with. If you needed anything, just tell him, and he would never say no as long as it was within his power.

Seeing Ma Yifeng's quick agreement, Huang Xiaochuan didn't mince words either: "What kind of wine would you like to drink?"

"Whatever, just take a few bottles from your dorm. We'll drink whatever you bring!"

Ma Yifeng knew that Huang Xiaochuan had some good wine in his dormitory, so he didn't care about the quality.

"Okay, I'll go back to the dorm later and see what kind of wine is left."

Using her position as a personnel officer, Sang Weihong obtained the house key early on, and also gave Huang Xiaochuan the key to his house.

At the invitation of Ma Yifeng and his wife, Huang Xiaochuan accompanied them to see the house.

Huang Xiaochuan knew exactly what kind of apartment it was without even looking at the newly built brick-concrete prefabricated slab buildings standing on the east side of the family compound.

This is a characteristic of welfare housing in this era; the apartment types are almost all the same.

When Sang Weihong opened the door, the inside was indeed much as Huang Xiaochuan had imagined.

Upon entering, you'll find the living and dining area. The bathroom and kitchen are on the north side, while both bedrooms face south.

There was nothing inside, just a bare cement floor, but the bathroom was fully equipped with a toilet, sink, and bathtub, and the walls were tiled.

The stove and sink in the kitchen are made of terrazzo slabs, and there is space left for the refrigerator and cupboards to be placed in the future.

"Great, great, the house is very nice!"

After reading it, Huang Xiaochuan casually praised it a few times.

The couple thought their house was great in every way, but Ma Yifeng still modestly said, "It can't compare to your villa. Wei Hong and I can never dream of living in a house like that."

"Hey hey hey! How can you be so self-deprecating? You're making two or three hundred a day now, at least! I bet you, if you don't buy a house within five years, I'll change my mind!"

Huang Xiaochuan's confidence in making this statement stems from the booming business of his computer training classes.

It's no exaggeration to say that Ma Yifeng, Jiao Zhiyong, and An Cheng are now so rich they're practically hand cramping from counting money.

Generally speaking, those who make money are usually the first to try something new, and these three were the first to try something new in this industry.

With a substantial income, An Cheng and Jiao Zhiyong no longer worry or complain; they are now re-planning their future.

They stopped worrying about housing. They realized that once their financial situation improved, many problems were easily solved. So, most of the problems that ordinary people face actually stem from economic issues.

The computer training course is thriving, and the number of computers has expanded from the original five to sixteen.

According to the rules agreed upon by the group, half of the profits would be used to purchase computer equipment, and the other half would be used for the group's monthly dividends.

Even so, An Cheng and Jiao Zhiyong each received a bonus of five to six thousand yuan per month.

It was almost ten times their income as teachers. Only then did they realize how good Huang Xiaochuan's idea was. No wonder Sang Weihong said he was Zhao Gongming's son.

Ma Yifeng wasn't stupid. He wasn't going to take the bet with Huang Xiaochuan. A wonderful life was clearly beckoning to him. Taking a bet? Only someone with a brain fart would do that.