Guo Chun and Gong Deming were pointing at the candy blowers on the stall: this gourd is mediocre, the goldfish is not good, the puppy is too ugly, the deer's horns are too high, only this rooster, the two have reached a consensus: it can still be seen.

When the candy blower heard these two students in dresses say that they could get into his eyes, he was a little fluttering, and he couldn't help but fantasize: If you pull me to be a cook, four yuan a month, I will blow a for you every day, and it will hurt your cheeks!

Chen Jinhua just stared at one of the yellow and red sugar skewers, a little hungry in his stomach, and he wanted to pay for it but was reluctant to buy it - he could go to Guo Chun's house for dinner in a while, and he didn't have to spend money.

"Look! Look! What is it? ”

Bao Guowei's voice, one hand reached out in front of the three of them, and a bottle of Si Dangkang head oil was placed on it.

"Isn't it just a bottle of Stendron? We've all used Stimcan. ”

After seeing what Bao Guowei was holding in his hand, Guo Chun and Gong Deming were a little incomprehensible.

Si Dankang has everything at home, just a bottle of oil, what can they show off?

"But this bottle was given by my father......"

Bao Guowei's meaning is very clear, this bottle of Stankang is different from the others, this is a better bottle of Stankang.

“……”

Gong Deming and Guo Chun have nothing to say this time, although they can afford to use Si Dankang, and they are not short of money to spend, but their respective parents rarely care about them, speaking of which, this bottle of Si Dan Kang does look different, probably new.

Chen Jinhua looked enviously at the thing in Bao Guowei's hand: a whole bottle of brand-new Sistankang!

I can't wait for my old lady in the countryside to appear immediately, and also bring him a bottle of Si Dangkang, I can't wait for this bottle of head oil to become his immediately, and I can't wait to find a female classmate after smearing it......

However, he couldn't even afford Guangshengxing's hair growth oil, but he had secretly used Si Dankang when he came to Guo Chun's house before.

In this era, no matter what kind of head oil it is, it is only bought by people with a decent family background, and it is a symbol of identity and status.

There is a saying that goes like this: "People who can't eat lard with garlic in their nose still have to rub their hair oil?" ”

Kwong Sang Hong's hair growth oil is much more expensive than lard.

And Si Dankang is the king of head oil, a symbol of the children of the powerful, and a bottle costs a lot of money.

"By the way, was that your dad just now?"

Last time after school, Gong Deming didn't come with Bao Guowei, and he didn't know who Bao Guowei's father was, just now that person was probably a housekeeper, after all, he was lying on his back, and he really shouldn't be Bao Guowei's father.

"That's right! Old bag! My father, you can call him Master Bao! ”

Bao Guowei said proudly, and he raised the oil in his hand.

……

Guo Chun's house is a mansion, and it is still a large mansion, hundreds of square meters, and the light fence and the large iron gate fence are more than two meters high.

Zhou Laifu is the doorkeeper of the Guo family, he does not stand at the door, he is chatting with Wu's mother on the second floor of Guo's house, and he and the chef in front of him, Wu's mother, are a little right.

This Wu's mother, with a nice name, is Wu Xiu'er, she is still a widow, although she is old and has an eight-year-old son, Zhou Laifu doesn't mind.

However, Xiu'er is still a contract worker, and after signing the contract, there is no freedom, that is, the Guo family is rich and kind-hearted, otherwise......

Zhou Laifu served as a soldier in Beiyang when he was young, although his military salary was often in arrears, but after so many years, he worked in the Guo family for several years, and he always had some savings.

"Xiu'er, although I don't have any skills, I have saved a lot of money over the years, I ......"

Wu Xiu'er pursed her lips, waiting for Zhou Laifu to say this......

"Zhou Laifu! Open the door! ”

Guo Chun stood outside the door and shouted, and after shouting, he poked a stinky tofu with a fork and chewed it in his mouth, which he had just bought on the street, this time it was Gong Deming's guest, and everyone had a copy.

Hearing his young master shouting downstairs, Zhou Laifu was suddenly startled, and he didn't care about talking to Wu Xiu'er anymore, his heart was "kicking and kicking", and his legs were "kicking" and running on the floor.

He "pedaled" downstairs, and accidentally almost fell from the stairs to the ground with a "kicking" sound.

"It's coming! Master! Why did you go home at noon? Do you want to let Wu's mother get some food? ”

The old man with the black hat on his head ran to open the door, he ran in a hurry, panting, and began to take out the key before he reached the door, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he wanted to unlock the door, but his hand was shaking, and he couldn't match the keychain after trying several times.

"Hurry up!"

Guo Chun urged impatiently, his voice was a little loud, Zhou Laifu trembled, and he was so anxious that his head began to sweat, he almost said those words just now, and he was very afraid in his heart, if these words were known, no one would care if he was killed!

"Bring a few classmates to play today, and after a while, call a few rickshaws, and we will take the bus back to the school."

This time, Guo Chun's tone was more calm, which made Zhou Laifu's heart settle down, although this young master usually doesn't do some good things, he won't be so bad to his subordinates.

"Eh, okay, young master!"

Zhou Laifu clicked open the lock, pulled the latch and stood aside, lowered his head and counted, a total of four people.

……

Needless to say, Guo Chun took off his suit and threw it on the sofa as soon as he arrived home, revealing the white lining inside, which looked like a Western nobleman.

Immediately, someone cleaned up Guo Chun's clothes, and Guo Chun led the three of them to the second floor.

After arriving on the second floor, Guo Chun straightened his bow tie in front of the mirror, and the other three sat around a table by the window:

Gong Deming looked at the newspaper on the table; Bao Guowei looked out the window, looking into the distance, sipping tea;

Chen Jinhua is different, he looks around, his face is full of envy, he strokes the smooth and precious solid wood furniture with his hands from time to time, and when others are not paying attention, he leans his nose over and smells the sandalwood smell on his head.

Guo Chun, as the master of the house, should call the shots.

He first looked at the fire in the stove: it was not strong enough!

"Lao Wang! Add coal! ”

I saw the tea on the solid wood red table again: some are not enough!

"Mama Liu, pour a few pots of tea!"

Guo Chun lay down on the sofa, lifted Erlang's legs, and felt uncomfortable on his feet:

"Ah Xiu, change my slippers!"

So Lao Wang came to add coal, Liu's mother hurriedly brought a pot of hot tea, and Ah Xiu brought slippers for Guo Chun to change.

"Take it and oil it."

Guo Chun pinched Ah Xiu's white and tender little hand and shaved her cheeks.

"Young Master!" Ah Xiu grunted and ran away.

"Mother Wu! Cooking, four people! Grab a few more pairs of chopsticks! ”

Guo Chun felt that this was not enough, so he shouted again, and when he heard the young master's order, he made the fire bigger, and stir-fried the vegetables with a shovel, and the oil made a loud sound.

With his hands behind the back of his head, Guo Chun crossed Erlang's legs, still feeling uncomfortable in his heart, picked up a copy of "I See Pity" from the side and pretended to read it in his hand, this time he finally found some confidence - it was in front of Bao Guowei.

But he couldn't calm down in his heart, Guo Chun stood up and walked to the wardrobe, he opened the cabinet, revealing the expensive clothes inside.

Guo Chun beckoned to the person at the table:

"Come here, take a look."

Guo Chun took out a silver-gray suit from it, the fabric was smooth, and the dye was extremely symmetrical.

"This clip is actually useless, it is tight when I first use it, and it will be loose after a long time, and I usually ......"

Gong Deming was the second to come over, and he looked at Guo Chun's wardrobe and said.

Chen Jinhua was naturally the first, but he didn't understand clothes and didn't know what to say.

"Guess how much it is?"

didn't bother with what Gong Deming wanted to say, Guo Chun asked directly, he couldn't wait to show off.

Gong Deming looked at the clothes, still thinking, lowered his head and muttered for a while, Bao Guowei slowly shook the tea over.

After all, Bao Guowei has a good memory, and when he saw this dress, he remembered this: he had seen it.

The style in Guo Chun's hand was very similar to Paromon, and the price in the suit store at that time was about twenty-six yuan.

"I guess, this is Parama, Palman Made in England, your size fits perfectly, I guess it's custom-made, right?"

After hearing this, Guo Chun finally took his eyes off his suit and looked at Bao Guowei in surprise: This guy is so knowledgeable?

"Yo! Know the goods! It is custom-made in the UK, tailor-made, and sent across the ocean! ”

"That's not cheap, the last time I saw the finished product, it cost twenty-six yuan, this customized one must be a lot more expensive, at least it has to ...... Forty or fifty. ”

Bao Guowei casually estimated the price.

"That's right! You don't look at what this material is, British Parremont! Fifty-two! ”

"Well, that's the price." This was said by Gong Deming.