Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 120 How expensive is it? It’s been this price for so many years!

Hangcheng.

The atmosphere on the street is a bit strange now. Most people are in a hurry and covering their mouths and noses with some rags.

If someone coughs twice at this time, it will immediately attract looks of contempt from others, and then, as if they are avoiding the god of plague, an open space will appear within ten meters of the person.

"Have you heard? A man died at the entrance of Zhongqing Alley!"

"Eh? You didn't get tricked, did you?"

"Who can say otherwise? I heard that he was an old man living alone. He suffered from vomiting and diarrhea due to cholera. His family ignored him and his whole body was as dry as a withered bone."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that death scene is too tragic."

"So, Bao Guowei's "A Short Story of Epidemic Prevention and Control" still has some truth. It is said that boiling water can prevent cholera."

"Is it true? Even if I spend more money on firewood, I will still have boiled water at home."

As the conversation faded away, Lao Bao lowered the brim of his hat. He now also put on a large windbreaker, and a white scarf slowly covered his mouth and nose.

He murmured.

"Guowei said that not only raw water cannot be consumed, but also fruits must be washed with clean water before they can be eaten. It is best to peel them before eating."

It is customary for outsiders to call Bao Guowei Bao Bingwen, but Lao Bao is still not used to it and feels that calling him Guowei is the most cordial.

Recently, he has joined the Education Bureau as an ordinary concierge, watching gentlemen coming in and out every day.

Compared with Qin Mansion, the income is higher.

Being a concierge is not considered noble, at most it is considered as half a public position.

But the most important thing is that getting rid of the identity of a servant can be regarded as a serious job.

On weekdays, the only people who come and go are the masters, and all the friends who pass by look highly at him. Even Mr. Qin comes to visit his house from time to time.

A few months ago, this was something that Lao Bao would never have dared to think about.

But he didn't get too arrogant about it.

The family is no longer short of money, and their life has become better.

When Guowei comes back, he can move to a new home.

All of this was earned by Guowei's hard work and hard work. Lao Bao was careful to deal with the flattery of the gentlemen, for fear of causing trouble for Bao Guowei.

Arriving at Beishan Street, Lao Bao sniffed and looked up at the very fashionable shop sign in front of him.

"Si Dankang."

There is also a line of incomprehensible English at the bottom, which is full of dragons and phoenixes.

Guowei is here, he will definitely understand.

He thought this, and then pushed open the half-open door.

He had already received the news that Bao Guowei was coming back in advance, and Guowei didn't want anything else on weekdays.

The new clothes seemed too tacky to him.

Delicious food, but he felt it lacked variety.

The only thing he couldn't do without was this Sidankang hair oil. Seeing that the hair oil at home was gone, Lao Bao wanted to help Bao Guowei buy some.

To avoid inconvenience when returning home.

He has also bought several things on Beishan Street recently. He often sees this Stankang store when passing by, and it is not difficult to find it.

Nowadays, prices in the city are skyrocketing, and ordinary people who already don't have enough to eat are even worse.

Many shops in the city have closed, but this Stankang store is still going strong.

After all, for gentlemen, even if the sky falls, it will not stop them from enjoying life.

It was gloomy outside, but it was very bright inside the shop, and the lights were on during the day.

Lao Bao glanced at the store's dazzling array of shelves, feeling a little cramped.

But it's still much more calm than before, after all, now we have seen the world.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw a round-headed middle-aged man, who must be the salesman.

He wore a bloated suit and his head was bigger than his hat.

While gnawing on melon seeds, I read the novel on the table with relish.

"What do you want?"

Seeing that he was an old man, the salesperson didn't get up, but he was still well-dressed, so he added the word "you".

A smile appeared on Lao Bao's face, he sniffed and took out a bottle from his arms.

"I'm here to buy Stankang hair oil. Sir, please help me take a look. I want something like this. Give me a bottle."

When she saw that it was from the store, the salesperson immediately became happy.

He put down the melon seeds in his hand, wiped them on his clothes and said.

"Hey, you better know the goods. This kind of imported foreign hair oil is only available here. There is no place in Hangzhou where you can find it."

As he spoke, he walked to the shelf and took down a black and white striped paper box from the top.

"How many boxes do you want?"

"One box, oh no, give me two boxes."

Lao Bao thought about picking up two boxes so that he wouldn't have to come back again.

Looking at the identical packaging, he was a little happy.

"Two boxes, a total of ten dollars."

ten bucks?

The smile on Lao Bao's face dropped instantly, and he couldn't help but say with a thump in his heart.

"It costs ten yuan? A bottle used to cost only three yuan. Why has the price increased so much now?"

He had heard Bao Guowei talk about the price of Sidankang before.

To be honest, he already felt that three yuan was very expensive, but thinking that Bao Guowei had no other expenses on weekdays, he let him go.

Considering the current savings of the family, this amount of money is really nothing.

But the price has increased, and the old bag is still a bit painful.

You must know that ten yuan is already his current salary for a month.

Just a hair oil is a bit too expensive, right?

The salesperson originally had a smile on his face, and even wanted to grab some melon seeds and give them to him.

But after hearing this, he immediately turned down his face and thought to himself.

Doesn't he look like a rich man?

He threw back a handful of melon seeds in his hand, breathed out from his nostrils, and said impatiently.

"Why is it expensive? Where is it expensive? It has always been this price. Don't talk nonsense with your eyes open."

"The world is not so good these days, and our store is also having a hard time. And look at the quality of our ingredients."

The salesperson pointed her fat finger at the ingredient list on the package and said plausibly.

"These are foreign raw materials imported from foreign countries. They are all of the best quality. I don't know how much better they are than those inferior domestic products."

"But."

Lao Bao is an honest man after all. He was speechless by the other party.

Besides, the ingredient list on it seems to be in foreign language, so I can’t understand it, right?

"Sometimes people have to look for their own reasons. If they don't work hard, they still think about pie in the sky?"

The salesperson glanced upward, revealing the round whites of her eyes.

It seems that he has forgotten that he was once a child from the countryside.

Lao Bao rubbed his hands helplessly, he was stupid,

I didn't know how to refute, I just kept laughing, feeling a little confused.

The salesperson snatched two bottles of Stankol.

"If you don't want to buy, just say so. Let's go. It's a waste of my time."

Lao Bao gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. He bought this for Guowei.

He has made so much money back, so what is there to feel bad about?

"Hey, no, no, no, no, I'll buy it, why don't I buy it?"

Lao Bao stopped the other party and then started groping in his arms.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's really annoying." The salesperson rolled his eyes again, acting like an old woman.

There were a few bills and some silver dollars in his arms. The silver dollars should be enough for ten yuan, but Lao Bao still chose the big one.

He took out a fifty card, handed it over and said.

"I'd better get two bottles. You can wrap them up for me and give me some change."

"What change do you still have?"

The salesperson is cutting her hair, although there is only a small amount left on her head.

But when he turned around, he was stunned.

"This"

It turned out to be a fifty-dollar green bill?

He rubbed his eyes and made sure that the other party was not deceiving him and that the money was genuine.

The expression on his face immediately began to change.

In just five seconds, his face changed from disdain to shock to a smile. The change was not unpleasant.

"Hey, look at this, how can anyone go out with so much money? You shouldn't be careful in this situation."

"Help look for it."

Lao Bao still clasped his hands together. This was already his habit.

He had gone to the bank to withdraw money earlier, so he had a large banknote with him, just in time to make change.

"Well, hey, I've never seen so much money."

The salesperson rubbed his hands and his body before carefully taking the banknotes.

While taking it, he found a piece of red cardboard fluttering down. He suddenly panicked and said quickly.

"Hey, look at my hands. I'm really sorry. I'll pick it up for you. Pick it up for you."

It doesn't matter if he doesn't pick it up. Once he picks it up, he'll be stunned.

I can only see it written on the business card.

"Hangcheng Education Bureau"

"Bao Youtian"

Elsewhere, the contact address is written in small letters.

Lao Bao patted his head and said, "Hey, look at my hands, I accidentally took out my business card."

"My friend got it for me earlier and said it will be used frequently. Just give it back to me."

The salesperson was stunned, her lips trembling a little.

Education Bureau?

Why didn’t you tell me earlier?

He wailed in his heart, why was this gentleman always so polite, and he let himself go astray.

"Mr. Bag."

The salesman suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He looked around, as if he wanted to find a place to get in.

No matter how great a salesperson I am, can I be as good as a man who works in the government?

Although he is in the Education Bureau, he has no control over himself.

But there's no guarantee that if you have friends from other places, would it be a good idea to work there?

Done!Done!

His forehead was covered with sweat for a while, and he didn't know how to speak.

Lao Bao narrowed his eyes and then said with a smile.

"I'm not a gentleman, just call me Laobao. It's the same in this Education Bureau."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a plop and the other party knelt down.

When he went out, Lao Bao not only took two boxes of Stankol with him, but was also given some small gifts.

The salesperson also wanted Lao Bao's business card, but Lao Bao gave him away because he didn't have many.

As for how much it was cheaper, Lao Bao didn't care anymore, he said before leaving.

"Remember to buy more food, clothing and other things. There are more homeless people and beggars in the city recently. Do some good deeds."

"What you said is, what you taught is that the little one will definitely go!"

Lao Bao nodded. He never thought of doing any good deeds before.

After all, I had a hard time before, haha, how could I have the energy to care about others?

But now that Zhang Pingan has been taken in, Guowei has also been welcomed by many people.

Lao Bao felt that he should accumulate more virtue so that he could last long.

He sniffed and planned to walk back slowly. The thought in his head that his son was coming back made him uncontrollably happy.

"How many people have died, how many people have been infected, how far has the epidemic spread, and you actually don't know whether your monthly money and the money you spend on cars are being used safely??!"

Chu Huiseng was furious. He swept all the documents to the ground, pointed at the officials in suits and ties on the ground and cursed.

His eyes were bloodshot, and it was obvious that he had not slept well for several days.

The official who was kneeling on the ground refused to get up no matter what, and kept his knees still.

He was crying bitterly, as if he had been wronged in some way.

"Mr. Chu, it's not that you don't do your best because of your humble position. You also know that.

These people are really difficult to discipline. Most of them are illiterate. It is difficult to get statistical data.

Our current manpower is also seriously insufficient, and we have nowhere to put our efforts into implementing epidemic prevention measures.

There are also supplies. We are also short of supplies now. The city is already exhausted trying to collect the corpses, let alone prevention and control. "

The official talked a lot and passed away all the responsibilities.

At this moment, Chu Huiseng's chest was heaving with anger, and he wanted to pick up the inkstone and smash it on the opponent's head.

"I asked you to review, not to find problems. Just the spread of the disease in the area under your control to the whole city is enough for you to be shot.

Don't think that I don't know about the bad things you did before.

If you risk it all, the old man behind you will also pull you down! "

Chu Huiseng showed no mercy at all. Only then did the official become afraid. His body trembled.

But then he regained his composure and said while squeezing his neck.

"Sir, with all due respect, this method of preventing and controlling epidemics looks good, but it is actually bad governance!"

"you!!!"

Chu Huiseng was about to explode when he heard this, and his fingers were trembling.

At this time, his secretary Chen Fang suddenly hurried over from outside and whispered a few words in his ear.

A smile spread across Chu Huiseng's face, and he lifted the inkstone in the air without smashing it down.

Ignoring the other party completely, Chu Huiseng hurriedly ran towards the door.

As soon as he went out, he saw two people wearing white masks, one old and one young.

After looking at the attire, Chu Huiseng smiled completely, opened his hand and said.

"Brother Binglin, you're here. Now that you're gone, I don't even have a friend to discuss countermeasures with."

"And Bingwen."

He looked at Bao Guowei with burning eyes, but still sighed.

"I don't know what to do anymore."

(End of this chapter)