Chapter 13 Young Women in Literature and Art

With Li Qianqian, all the work in the town became logical, and the 1,000 blankets prepared were selected early, and then someone took the lead to take them to be cleaned, waiting for the perfume to arrive and then soaking.

At the same time, the remaining inventory tasks did not stop, and the remaining workers were also divided into two working groups, and some of them counted and recorded the finished product warehouse according to the model and style of the warehouse under the arrangement of the warehouse management.

While the other part of the workers continued their morning work to perform maintenance on the machines.

After all, the morning was too hurried, and the main thing was to clean the workplace, and as for the maintenance, it was just right now.

Of course, Huang He also received Shen Qiuyun's funding, but the figure was a full 1,600 yuan, no need to ask this money definitely made Shen Qiuyun pay for his old capital..... I am afraid that even the dowry was put in, which moved Huang He and at the same time felt an unbearable weight.

But Huang He knew that he could only accept this money, which was not only the hope of their father and son to get out of the predicament and save Mao Tanchang, but also a part of Shen Qiuyun's heart.

After getting Shen Qiuyun's 1,600 yuan, Huang He immediately rode his bicycle to the county department store.

In these years, perfume is still a relatively high-end luxury, and the general supply and marketing cooperatives have only put a few bottles on the façade, and only department stores can get together the ..... needed to soak blankets.

Huang He bought the lowest-end perfume, which has a name called Osmanthus Perfume.

The simple four words exhaust the taste and raw materials of the perfume, although it sounds vulgar but the taste is very good, gently unscrew the cap, just like the name, a faint osmanthus fragrance wafts into the nose and lasts for a long time.

The factories in these years are relatively real, just like the Maotan factory, which uses enough materials and high quality, and there are really not so many fake and shoddy products in later generations.

"This sister, how much is a bottle of osmanthus brand perfume?"

With a mind in mind, Huang He asked the salesperson at the counter.

The salesperson was a twenty-year-old beautiful girl who was dressed up a little fashionably, and she was holding a "reader" in her hand and looking at it with relish, if it wasn't for Huang He calling her, I'm afraid she would have forgotten that there were customers in front of her.

"What's your name, don't you see I'm busy?" Zhang Xiaohui raised her head, with an impatient face, and raised the reader in her hand and said, "Wait for me to finish reading this poem." ”

After speaking, she looked at the poem in her mouth, and while reading it, her face was also intoxicated by the words in the poem, which was completely like a literary young woman.

But think about it, cultural people, it's inevitable that they are a little high, and they are naturally not interested in being a salesperson, a profession that deals with copper odor every day, not to mention selling goods every day.

This undoubtedly made Zhang Xiaohui very bored.

Of course, she is not ignorant of life, as a rare secondary school student in this era, although she has just been working for less than two years, she has already understood some human feelings, so although Wenqing also knows how to complete her own work, but the quality of this service is a little flattering.

But....that's not a problem!

Haven't the waiters and salesmen of state-owned enterprises been like this in recent years?

Anyway, selling more and selling less doesn't affect her salary, it doesn't exist!

Huang He was also speechless, there are many people like Zhang Xiaohui in state-owned enterprises, they occupy jobs and get high salaries, but they are idle all day long, and they completely forget the core concept of great people serving the people, and it is strange that they do not set in the west mountains!

However, when this kind of thing encounters Huang He, he can only pretend to be a grandson and continue to wait, if he really provokes this person, maybe you will not sell you perfume to you, and you will have nowhere to reason.

In these years, a salesperson in a department store is a very popular profession, and he can't get in if he doesn't have any connections at home.

However, Huang He was also more curious about what kind of poem could make this salesman read it so with relish.

Although there was a counter, in fact, the distance between the two was not far, less than a meter, and Huang He took a step to the left just enough to see the content on it diagonally.

I saw that it was written:

You in September

You are a fallen leaf in September

Rise with the wind

Float over, float over

Finally far away before my eyes

The more you are, the more splendid mountain chrysanthemums

The fragrance is overflowing

Jin Huanghuang, Huang Cancan

Blooming in my heart

…….

Huang He couldn't help but open his eyes, this poem is strictly a modern love poem that expresses the meaning of love, the text compares the girl he likes to the fallen leaves in September, compared to Qiu Ju, but this quality makes Huang He, who is used to seeing world poetry, really dare not compliment.

However, Huang He also knows that although China has tried to embrace the world with a broad mind in this era, it has always refused to accept China for some reasons.

So this period is a period of rapid development of work, but it is also the most difficult period for diplomacy.

Modern poetry, a more straightforward and acceptable carrier, spread to China during this period and aroused the favor of literary youth.

After several years of development, some people who write and ink will also write one or two poems because of their hobbies, although the quality is not high, but it also means that this carrier has officially integrated into China and become a part of Chinese culture.

Therefore, like industry, modern poetry is also in an era of wilderness, although this September poem is far from some world masterpieces, but it represents the gradual recovery of domestic literature.

So Huang He just frowned and didn't say anything.

However, his frowning action was seen by Zhang Xiaohui, who happened to enjoy the poem, and mistakenly thought that Huang He was targeting him.

After all, he asked people to wait just now, and Zhang Xiaohui still has a bit of a 13 count.

Although there is a little guilt in her heart, who is she?

The pearl of the high-ranking county officials, not to mention Huang He, a young man who looks like a high school student, even the leader of the department store smiled when he saw her and said, Xiao Zhang has worked hard.

Besides, none of the customers who go to the department store to buy things on weekdays are not respectful to their salesmen, for fear of offending them and giving them crooked goods.

But Huang He didn't say anything on his lips, but his expression was completely disdainful.

What is it?

This is disdain, it is to look down on people!

If Huang He scolded and said a few words, Zhang Xiaohui would only be regarded as a low quality and not an ordinary knowledge.

Now..... she only feels that her belly is rising with anger, and today she is really on the same page as Huang He.

Zhang Xiaohui didn't smile, and suddenly became a little disgusted with the seemingly honest big boy in front of her, and said angrily: "What's the matter?