Especially in the supply and marketing cooperatives at the level of this brigade, there are fewer goods, don't look at the counters are full, in fact, every interval is the same thing, and some things still need tickets.

Wan Feng bought cakes with the only food stamps he had, and now he can only look at the noodles-related food.

The first choice for gifting is wine.

The most expensive liquor in the Jiangwei Brigade Supply and Marketing Cooperatives is a bottle of aged incense with eight cents, which is produced by the county distillery, and the packaging is very old-fashioned.

Fruit candy costs twelve dollars a dime, and toffee can only buy five dollars a dime.

Wan Feng bought two bottles of Chen Xiang and spent one dollar to buy thirty pieces of milk candy and fifty pieces of fruit candy.

I spent more than a dollar to buy two bottles of canned food, and I don't know what to buy anymore.

Two bottles of wine, two cans, fruit candy and toffee mixed together and wrapped in two packs, barely six gifts.

How can I get eight gifts when I go to apprenticeship, but the other two Wan Feng doesn't know what to buy.

"President Yu, can I buy cakes and cookies without food stamps?"

The glass-eyed manager shook his head like a rattle.

"Then you have food stamps to sell me, okay?"

"No, I didn't have it with me. ”

"Shall I owe it first?"

Glass Flower flatly refused.

The people of that era were really dead-eyed, as if Lao Tzu couldn't afford to pay money.

Damn the glass flower, Wan Feng really wants to make the other good eye of the glass flower eye manager also become a glass flower.

Food stamps and cloth stamps are really annoying things, without them you have money and no eggs, and it will take about ten years for them to completely disappear from life.

Wan Feng was thinking about whether to dump some food stamps, it must be a way to get money, but the thought that it broke the law dispelled this idea.

Helpless, Wan Feng had no choice but to turn to the stall of fabrics, shoes and hats.

No, do you have cloth shoes for gifts?

Don't think about leather shoes, a brigade of supply and marketing cooperatives will not have such goods as leather shoes, and the minimum price to buy leather shoes must be to the commune-level supply and marketing cooperative.

There is no cloth ticket to buy cloth, and you can't tear a piece of cloth to someone else if you have a cloth ticket, right?

Some things are not suitable as gifts, such as soy sauce, salt, soap, homework, pens, water, elastic bands... These are not messy tickets, but can you carry this thing to someone's house?

It's really helpless, Wan Feng spent five cents a piece to buy two pairs of nylon stockings, and finally spent another dollar to buy a flower headscarf, isn't there still two women in Zhang Guangpu's family, one big and one small.

These things only cost more than five dollars in total, and there is really nothing to buy.

Wan Feng put these things in his satchel and sighed and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, it stands to reason that these things are a lot of money, but they don't feel polite.

My uncle came back late today, and when he got home, it was more than six o'clock in the afternoon, and he seemed very tired.

"Today we started to build brick kilns and factories, and I took my group of people to build brick kilns. ”

Zhuping began to bring a group of plasterers to build houses for people around 85 years, and should be the first group of people to devote themselves to the real estate business, but unfortunately they didn't do it, and they built houses for the rest of their lives.

I don't know if it's the foundation laid from this.

If he is still engaged in this industry in this life, Wan Feng will definitely help him become a construction giant.

"The brick kiln and factory building have been built, and what is the progress of the construction?" asked Wan Feng while eating corn tortillas and boiling cabbage.

"Tomorrow one more day the brick kiln will be built, and the factory will take two days. ”

I have to admire the enthusiasm of the people at that time, don't look at all of them are poor, but what to do, the sky-high motivation really has nothing to say.

"If you don't go to play in the ditch at night, the two little girls of Liang Wanjia are looking forward to you going like the stars and the moon, and today you asked me why you didn't come these days. ”

Children are usually the same as small animals, remember to eat or not, Wan Feng went to Liang Yan and Liang Yu to have good things to eat, all they lost was a few calls for a meaningless brother-in-law, of course, looking forward to Wan Feng going.

"Not tonight, I have something to do, tomorrow night. ”

As he spoke, Wan Feng finished eating, and looked at the old-fashioned grandfather clock on the table, which was twenty minutes away from seven o'clock.

Carrying a satchel on his back, he went out and rolled out his two-colored bike.

Go out all the way to the south, pass through Xiaoshutun Wohutun and come to Liutun.

When Wan Feng arrived at Liutun, it was not yet seven o'clock, he thought that Song Yuancheng would not come, but he did not expect that he saw Song Yuancheng smoking at the fork in the entrance of Liutun Village far away from Liutun.

Song Yuancheng was stunned when he saw Wan Feng riding a bicycle, and circled around the bicycle.

"Okay, you've packed this car out, it's not easy. How much did it cost?"

"More than sixty. Wan Feng was afraid that there would be an imbalance in Song Yuancheng's heart, so he deliberately said a lot, if he said that he would pack up this car for more than 20 yuan, it was estimated that Song Yuancheng's heart would drip blood.

"I can't imagine that you kid is so rich, let's go, Zhang Guangpu is estimated to be at home after eating now, maybe he will go out for a walk later." ”

Wan Feng pushed the cart and followed Song Yuancheng into Liu Tun.

In the past, there was a small Bitun between Liu Tun and Wohu Tun, but over the years, Liu Tun and Xiao Bitun have been connected together, and now they are collectively referred to as Liu Tun.

In this way, the scale of Liu Tun is Datunzi in the area, and there are about more than 100 households.

Zhang Guangpu's home is in the middle of Liutun, two big trees in front of the door of the three thatched houses, and two children of six or seven years old, a man and a woman, looked at them with curious eyes as they walked into the yard.

Song Yuancheng was obviously familiar with this family, and touched each of the two little guys' heads.

"Where's your dad?"

The little boy seemed to be a little timid, hiding behind the girl and looking at Wan Feng timidly.

The little girl didn't care at all, and replied with a raised face, "At home." ”

So, Song Yuancheng opened his throat and shouted into the house: "Brother Zhang, are you at home?"

The first to come out was a woman in her thirties, although the clothes on her body were relatively old, but they were very neatly organized.

"Brother Song, you're here. ”

"It's a bit of a trivial matter for me to find a broad spectrum. ”

The woman turned around and shouted into the room: "Guangpu, Brother Song is here." ”

A man in his thirties walked out of the house.

The man was not tall but muscular, with knotted muscles on his arms exposed outside his vest and a sharp glint in his eyes.

"Brother Song, have you eaten?"

"I'm done. ”

"Sit in the house. ”

Song Yuancheng took the lead, and Wan Feng was the last to enter the door with Zhang Guangpu.

After the guests were seated, Song Yuancheng introduced Wan Feng to Zhang Guangpu.

"This little brother is the queen of depression, he has a lot of respect for you, and specially asked me to bring him to meet you. ”

Wan Feng immediately stood up and took out the contents of the satchel he was carrying and put them on the kang noodles of Zhang Guangpu's house.

"It's a little funny. ”

Zhang Guangpu looked at the things on the kang in a daze, and then looked at Wan Feng.