Age: My Small World

Chapter 43 Buying Gifts

After the teacher arrived, the two stopped passing notes.

Sitting in the third row, Jiang Xueying's face was flushed, her eyes were looking at the book, but she seemed a little absent-minded.

At noon, Yang Jun wanted to step out of the classroom to eat, but after thinking about it, he decided to stay.

Liu Xin naturally went to have dinner with Teacher Jiang. Only Jiang Xueying was left sitting alone, carefully opening her lunch box.

Then she turned around, holding the lunch box and said:
"Well, you...would you like to try it? It's my mom's cooking, and she asked me to thank you so much."

She was a little embarrassed to speak at first, but later she became more normal and looked at Yang Jun.

He took a casual glance and saw the combination of rice and meat in the little girl's lunch box. The meal was really good. It seemed that her family conditions were not too bad.

"Eat it yourself, I've brought it."

Yang Jun took out his tortilla, took a bite, and smiled at her.

The little girl was a little disappointed, then suddenly thought of something and said, "I want to eat this of yours. Can we switch?"

Yang Jun shook his head speechlessly. "Student Jiang, you were discharged today, weren't you? You haven't recovered yet and need nutrition right now. Eating so many whole grains... er, tortillas, won't be conducive to your recovery."

It's good that the little girl is grateful, but she forgot about her physical condition, which is no joke.

He felt that Jiang Xueying's quick recovery might be related to the spiritual water he secretly fed her, but that little bit of spiritual water had limited effect. If she didn't replenish her nutrition, the previous symptoms would likely reappear.

"Brother Xiaoshan, what are you talking about?" At this time, Xiaoyuer also came over, with confusion and a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

"Oh, classmate Jiang Xueying said she would treat me to a meal to thank me." Yang Jun told the truth.

"Yes, I also want to thank you, Cheng Xiaoyu." Jiang Xueying nodded to Xiao Yuer.

Then he pushed the lunch box in the same way: "Why don't we eat together?"

Xiao Yuer saw that the food in her lunch box was different and immediately shook her head.

"It's a good virtue for classmates to help each other. You're welcome."

Yang Jun on the side took the opportunity to eat the pancake in big mouthfuls.

"I'm done eating and have to go out for something. You two girls can chat."

This time he hardly chewed his food. He finished it in a few bites and ran away without giving the two a chance to talk.

Chatting with girls is really boring. I'd better go find Mr. Hu. It would be great if I can learn something.

"Xiao Yuer, please help me wash the lunch box, thank you." A head poked out from the window again, smiled and disappeared again.

Xiao Yuer could only stamp her feet secretly, as Brother Xiaoshan would not take her with him.

No matter what happens next, Yang Jun is now walking towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

If the small market sells some inconspicuous little things or vegetables grown at home, then the supply and marketing cooperative is more comprehensive, and you can buy everything from oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, sugar, meat, cloth, etc.

In fact, the supply and marketing cooperative here already looks like a department store in the provincial capital, but the name has not been changed.

It was noon at this time, and some workers who had just finished work chose to come over for a stroll, making the place more lively.

Fei County is mainly dominated by textile factories and refined salt factories, and most of the workers come from these factories.

That's why the prices of cloth and salt in Feixian are actually slightly lower.

The steel mills that are now on the rise are considered to be the real pillar industries of Feixian County. In the future, they may even become top steel manufacturers, not inferior to any other.

Of course, even the steel plant is still under construction, and achieving national leadership is a long way off.

Yang Jun carried a few fish and went straight to the meat stall next to the supply and marketing cooperative, because it also sold fish.

There is not much meat to begin with, so only a small amount is supplied every day. It is sold out early in the morning, and you have to queue up early to buy it.

If he had come here earlier to buy meat yesterday, he wouldn't have had to buy the expensive ones from Zhou Qiang. But he was afraid it would be difficult to buy the fattier ones.

"There's no meat left. Come back tomorrow." A master chef inside saw someone coming and quickly greeted them.

Yang Jun raised the fish in his hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, I'm not buying meat, I'm selling fish."

Fortunately, it was not a production team at that time, otherwise when people saw a half-grown boy like him carrying fish to sell, they would definitely not buy them. Instead, they would ask which production team they were from, because at that time the fish in the river belonged to everyone, and individuals could not sell them. They had to bring a certificate from the village.

"Wow, this fish is quite big. It looks good. Bring it in."

The uncle helped him open the side door, and after Yang Jun went in, he couldn't wait to take the fish and look at it.

"You want to sell it, right?"

"Yes, uncle, please weigh it."

"Okay." The uncle didn't hesitate and picked up the scale beside him and started weighing.

The reason why Yang Jun didn't go to Zhou Qiang to sell at a higher price was that he wanted to go there after a few days. It would not be good to go there too often.

The main thing is his identity. It is easy to find out if you want to, but if he sells too many fish, there is a risk of being exposed.

As for the supply and marketing cooperative, I guess it will only be this time.

"Wow, a total of 18 kilograms. One fish weighs almost 6 or 7 kilograms. You are so lucky, boy." The uncle said with some envy.

"Yeah, I'm lucky." Yang Jun smiled innocently.

"50 cents a pound, nine dollars in total, you better keep it safe."

The fish buying here is quite straightforward, and you are paid directly after weighing.

After leaving the house, Yang Jun thought that it would be nice to come here often to sell fish, unless he could no longer sell it in the future.

He turned around and entered the supply and marketing cooperative again.

I came here once before with my mother and others. It is divided into two floors. The lower floor mainly sells daily necessities, while the upper floor sells cloth and even ready-made clothes.

So it is not an exaggeration to change the name of this place to a department store, as it already has some prototype.

Yang Jun's targets are sugar and cigarettes.

Mr. Hu is an old smoker, so we need to buy him some new things.

If you want to learn something, you have to practice it.

Seeing someone coming, the salesperson at the first-floor counter, who was munching on sunflower seeds, stopped for a rare moment and asked, "What would you like to order?"

"How much is sugar?"

"White sugar, brown sugar, or crispy candy?"

There is no White Rabbit candy that everyone longs for now, only simple white sugar crispy candies. It is not surprising that crispy candies have existed for thousands of years.

"Give me two pounds of sugar and two boxes of cigarettes, Daqianmen type." He was glad that he didn't need sugar tickets yet, otherwise he wouldn't be able to buy sugar without them.

"Okay, wait." The salesperson's attitude was average, but Yang Jun didn't care.

This is not the era of developed service industry. It is considered good if you can give a good face. Sometimes the salesperson will hit you if he is unhappy. Therefore, some supply and marketing cooperatives or department stores have posted signs prohibiting the beating of customers.

After a while, a packet of sugar and two boxes of cigarettes were handed out.

"Two dollars and two cents in total."

Sugar is 75 cents per pound, and Daqianmen is 35 cents per box, both of which are high-end products.

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