Chapter 27 Sending Letters

"Chenghui, a total of 728." Xu Xiangxue said calmly, but the corners of his mouth were already curved, intending to see the little girl's embarrassed expression.

It's really embarrassing.

Feng Hua said with an embarrassed face: "What, I was in too much of a hurry to go out and forgot to take the money, I'll go home and get it, soon, I'll be back in half an hour at most!" You can help me put things away, don't sell them to others again! That's all I have to say. ”

After Feng Hua finished speaking, he ran away like a gust of wind, and Xu Xiangxue chased her out and didn't see which direction she went. Is this really going home and getting the money or not? It's not that he's afraid that Feng Hua will regret it.

Looking at the stationery and porcelain that Feng Hua bought before sealing on the ground, don't be this little girl who wants to save face, I'm embarrassed to come again, I don't want these things that I have paid for. Then his jokes have been made, and these things cost the little girl about 20 yuan.

Feng Hua ran away, of course he didn't really forget to take the money, the money is in the space, but a child carries more than 700 yuan with him?

She'd better not be so shocking.

Feng Hua went out of the mall and went to the post office, and put things in Xu Xiangxue, just to save the burden of carrying it to the post office to attract attention.

The post office was small, with only two rooms and was empty, except for two female staff members sitting in it knitting sweaters.

Seeing Feng Hua coming in, he was just curious about which bold child came in to see what the post office was like. The two didn't care, continued to bow their heads and knit sweaters, and didn't let Feng Hua out.

The counter is very high, and there is no need to sell anything, so it is a large wooden table with no chairs next to it.

Fenghua Station is just right, and it can't be reached when sitting. He took out a few pieces of stationery, a pen, and a bottle of ink from his pocket, and began to write.

These things were all received in the space by her mind before she ran. The pockets are tightly tied, and outsiders can't see that something is missing inside.

Feng Hua was stunned for a long time with the pen, and suddenly grinned. Write a letter, write a letter to Fang Yuan!

What should I write about? It's a thousand words, it's hard to put into words!

Let's report peace first! Feng Hua wrote slowly and seriously, and every word was written in regular script seriously.

She has worked hard in calligraphy, and is especially good at calligraphy, writing chic and elegant, smooth and beautiful.

But the one that requires years of practice and a certain amount of cultural accumulation to write it is not in line with her identity as a weed who has never been to school.

It's not as good as regular script, the shape is square, the strokes are straight, the printing style of the Chinese textbook is like this, and then she said that she was talented and hard copying~

"Hee-hee~" Brother Fang Yuan will definitely be surprised when he receives the letter, and he will be impressed by her! I can add 10 points again!

Feng Hua stroked one stroke at a time, and wrote a large piece of letterhead, but he couldn't find anything else to write and not seem verbose before he stopped writing.

It's really that the two of them don't know each other yet, and a lot of things are not appropriate to say now.

I folded it carefully, found my "sister" who was knitting a sweater, bought an envelope and a stamp, and sealed it for mail.

Now mail a non-overweight ordinary letter, 4 points locally, 8 points from the field, this price from 55 years, after more than 40 years has not changed, the world rare.

Feng Hua looked at the several stamps he took out, and insisted on buying a version under the curious questioning of the staff.

These stamps are not of high collection value and have little investment value, but she still feels that she has the opportunity to buy more as a souvenir.

Everything she sees now is beautiful and memorable.

Back at the department store, I saw Xu Xiangxue frowning at the door, and seemed relieved to see her coming.

"Uncle, my name is Fang Hua, what do you call me?" Feng Hua walked over and introduced himself generously and naturally.

Xu Xiangxue looked at the big back basket behind her and was stunned for a moment, and also introduced seriously: "My surname is Xu, Xu Xiangxue." "It's not perfunctory because she's young.

Back in the office, Feng Hua carefully packed the things into the back basket, just filling a full basket.

"Uncle Xu, this is 728 yuan, you can order it." Feng Hua handed over a thick stack of money.

Now the maximum face value of money is 10 yuan, and what she gave is not 10 yuan, the second set of RMB with a face value of 10 yuan, she has been sold to 5 products 40,000, 8 products 80,000, and all products 150,000 pieces!

How could she be willing to give it? And the other denominations are not cheap, they are all thousands of dollars a piece.

Now every penny spent, her heart bleeds. No one in this world can understand her experience.

But you can't spend it.

However, she plans to go to the bank to exchange the old currency for the new currency when she has the opportunity, and before stopping circulation, she must exchange all the money in her hand for a full product of Da Hei Shi!

Of course, you have to find someone else to do it, or go somewhere else to do it.

Xu Xiangxue looked at the stack of money and didn't take it, but asked seriously: "Does your family know that you buy these things?" ”

"You know, they don't care what I spend, it's all me... They say I decide how to spend it. Feng Hua originally wanted to say that this was her New Year's money, but looking at the tattered money in her hand, I was afraid that others would not believe it.

All this money is the worst quality she singled out..... And who doesn't try to pick new ones when their parents give New Year's money? Especially from a "rich" family like her.

This kind of money that is fluffy and will fall off when you touch it is not used by most people as New Year's money.

"Hehe.... When I go shopping, people always give me old money, and I don't want to go out to spend money..... Uncle, you don't dislike it, do you? ”

Xu Xiangxue took it speechlessly and counted it slowly.

In fact, it is not as exaggerated as Feng Hua said, and the money for slag is only a very rare phenomenon.

These money came from Zhao Yong's hands, Zhao Yong is not a loser, he doesn't want too broken money, I don't know what the story is about these few sheets.

728, exactly the same score.

Feng Hua carried a big basket on his back and left under Xu Xiangxue's amazed eyes.

......

Back in the village, it was already afternoon, Feng Hua did not go home, but went to see the nest of pheasants.

Far away, she heard the chirping of chicks.

Quietly walked over, and saw a nest of 9 eggs hatched, fluffy and very cute, and the mother pheasant was feeding the chicks.

She hasn't tried to accept animals in the space, but she thinks she can, after all, she is also a kind of animal....

Feng Hua's mind locked on a chicken.

"Close!"

There was no reaction, but his head was dizzy, it seems that this method does not work, living things are not dead things after all.

However, she also took into account this situation, and if it doesn't work directly, it will be indirect.

As soon as the mind moved, a large basket appeared above the head of the mother pheasant out of thin air, and fell down with a pop, and a nest of pheasants was covered in it.

The mother pheasant was slamming wildly inside, and Feng Hua hurriedly walked over and held down the basket, touching his hand on the pheasant's tail exposed outside the basket.

"Collect"!