Chapter 55: An Alternative Version of Chicken Feathers for Sugar

Fang Yuan hurriedly put down the broom, went over to take the boiling kettle and said, "Thank you, Auntie." ”

"Alright, you clean up! I'll get busy first. ”

In fact, there was nothing to clean up, and even the floor was not dirty, Fang Yuan was just used to cleaning.

When you arrive in a strange place, of course, you have to clean it to rest assured.

For example, many families don't need heating, but here it is.

Of course, the price is not cheap, it is five cents a day, which is equivalent to the living expenses of two or three people for a day.

After the staff left, Fang Yuan plugged in the door from the inside, first took the basin off the shelf, poured half a pot of hot water, and prepared to soak his feet.

The water is not very hot, it is estimated that it is not just boiling water, anyway, Fang Yuan has no intention of drinking, it doesn't matter if it is hot or not, just soak your feet.

"Hey, comfortable. ”

In this winter, not to mention how refreshing it was to soak his feet in hot water, after two or three minutes, Fang Yuan felt sweat on his forehead.

This is normal, there is heating in the house, it is already warm, and then soak your feet in hot water, how can you not sweat, Fang Yuan took off his coat, folded it and put it in the bed.

After soaking for more than ten minutes, Fang Yuan rubbed his feet with his hands, then took out a foot-wiping towel from the space to dry it, and put the basin aside.

It's still early, it's just enough time to sleep, but there's no time to sleep at night.

The quilt was not thick, probably because of the heating! But it wasn't cold at all, Fang Yuan fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while, and slept soundly.

This night, Fang Yuan slept until dark, he was completely comfortable, after coming to this era, this was the most comfortable time Fang Yuan slept on.

At the same time, on the side of the family courtyard of the woolen mill, the mother and sister had already gone home, and the second and third sisters were the first to go home, and they were the first to see the note left by Fang Yuan.

"Mom, did you say that the younger brother was okay to go to the city alone?" said the eldest sister worriedly.

"What can happen! That kid is better than a monkey, don't worry, it'll be fine. Although my mother said so, she was still very worried.

The reason why she said this was partly to comfort her eldest sister, and partly to convince herself not to worry.

"Oh!"

"Eldest sister, don't worry, I dare to say that no matter where the younger brother is, he will live better than others. ”

The third sister is really confident in Fang Yuan! she dares to say this, it is estimated that even Fang Yuan himself does not dare to say this.

"Yes, Mom, big sister, you don't have to worry, the stinky boy will definitely be fine. The second sister also said.

"Alright, no matter, let him go crazy outside! Mom said.

Hearing my mother say this, whether it was the eldest sister or the second sister, or even the third sister, they all secretly pouted, they knew too well, the younger brother didn't come back, so my mother said this, if the younger brother really came back, it is estimated that the old mother would not even be willing to touch a finger.

Fang Yuan's side, seeing that it was getting dark outside, he got up from bed, and the most important thing now was to eat.

Eating in the city, Fang Yuan had never worried, because he had food stamps and meat stamps in his hands, and he could eat whatever he wanted.

"Get out?"

Just as Fang Yuan was about to leave the hotel, the staff member who received him in the morning asked.

"Yes Auntie, go out for a bite to eat. ”

"Oh! Go out and turn right, not far away. ”

"Thank you, Auntie. ”

Following the direction pointed out by the hotel staff, Fang Yuan soon saw a small restaurant, which was also state-run.

Of course, state-run and state-run are not the same, some are directly state-run, but only relatively large restaurants, and there is also a kind of state-run, that is, small restaurants opened by various factories or units.

And the one in front of Fang Yuan belongs to the second type, which is operated by a state-owned unit, and of course the income also belongs to the unit.

Of course, this is a statement on the surface, in fact, everyone knows whose pockets these incomes go into in the end.

It's just that no one says it, and no one dares to say it, unless you don't want to do it, or you don't want to mix it up.

This kind of is actually quite good, and there is also a kind of hanging department, that is, the relatives or family members of some unit leaders are operating outside the unit.

This kind of relationship basically has nothing to do with the unit, and all income belongs to the individual, which is called collective management to the outside world.

To give a very simple example, for example, Fang Yuan wants to open a small restaurant, if he finds one to run it in the street and puts the small restaurant in the street, then he is not privately owned, but a collective industry, which is completely legalized.

"What to eat?" Fang Yuan had just entered, and a young woman in her twenties came over and asked.

"Two taels of steamed buns, one stir-fried cabbage. Fang Yuan took out the food stamps and vegetable stamps and handed them to the woman.

Fang Yuan is now a newcomer, so it's better to keep a low profile, steamed buns and cabbage are the standard configuration of this kind of small restaurant, and those who come to eat in a restaurant are the worst to order these.

"A dime. The young woman said after receiving the food and food stamps.

"Here you go. Fang Yuan took out another dime and handed it over.

In this era, all meals are tickets before money, and you can eat at the end.

It doesn't matter if you don't have money, as long as you have a ticket, you can convert the ticket into money, but money can't be used as a ticket.

After collecting the ticket and money, the young woman went to the back kitchen to report the food, and now it is like this, there is no way.

When he returned to the hotel after eating, Fang Yuan found that there were many people at the door of the hotel, some of them carrying large and small boxes.

Fang Yuan knew that these people had come from other places to run errands, and they couldn't afford to live in big hotels or hotels, so they came to small hotels for a night.

Fang Yuan was relatively small, afraid that others would step on him, so he walked in from the side, and it was still difficult to squeeze in.

After many rooms, Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, closed the door and plugged it in, preparing to lie on the bed for a while.

No way, it's very noisy outside, he's afraid that someone will come and knock on the door or something, obviously he's too careful, until it's quiet outside, and no one will disturb him.

Fang Yuan put the pillow into the quilt, and tucked the quilt away, if he didn't lift the quilt, he would definitely not find that it was a pillow and not a person inside.

After getting all this, Fang Yuan entered the space, because the heating was burning in the house, and the windows were tightly sealed, not only could he not see the inside from the outside, but he could not see the outside from the inside.

After entering the space, Fang Yuan picked up the wood he had prepared in advance, and then started sawing with a saw.

In fact, Fang Yuan wanted to make a small box, saying that it was a box, that is, you could put some things on it, and get a strap on both sides, which could be hung around your neck.

Anyone who has watched an old movie knows that there is a wooden box hanging on the chest of a child selling cigarettes, peanuts and melon seeds.

The box doesn't need to be too long, just over a foot, and as for the width, it's almost the same as the length, and the box doesn't need to be too thick, seven or eight centimeters is enough.

It's too thick and it's not sinking, but fortunately, the wood Fang Yuan is looking for is a paulownia tree, and the paulownia tree is relatively light.

Such a large wooden box basically doesn't weigh a few pounds, even if you put something on it, it won't be too heavy.

Yes, Fang Yuan was going to try it in the streets and alleys, he didn't think he was going to change chicken feathers for needles and sugar, he was going to exchange sugar for tickets.

Anyway, he's a little kid, even if he gets caught, it's fine, it's a big deal to confiscate things for him, and he has space, he only needs to put a little bit outside, and even if it is confiscated, the loss is not big.

What's more, it's not yet ten years, it's not so strict, even if it is seen by those red armbands, it is likely to turn a blind eye.

If it's not the same in the decade period, it's likely that you didn't do it, and you were framed for doing it.

Moreover, Fang Yuan's family is on the Qinghe side, what is he doing in the city now, there is no need to worry about someone looking for a back account, because he can't be found at all.

For now, he has to make good use of his identity as a child, and if he gets it right, not only does he not need to worry about the food in the next few years, even if it is the food in the ten years.

And it is possible to make another one, and after the ten years of the period, it can be used as start-up capital.

Fang Yuan was thinking a little far, you know, many things are plans that can't catch up with changes, don't look at what he's thinking about now, who knows what will happen next.

Fang Yuan was still just dreaming, and it was likely that what awaited him was a nightmare.

It took almost two hours for Fang Yuan to finally finish the wooden box, and the strap on it was his schoolbag belt.

Hung it on his neck and tried it, it was okay, he didn't feel heavy at all, then Fang Yuan grabbed a few handfuls of sugar and put them on it, and took out the bag of peach crisps.

That's all he can take out at the moment, but it's enough, as the saying goes, you can't get fat by eating in one bite, and many things have to be done slowly.

After working hard for nearly twenty years in his previous life, Fang Yuan understood this truth even more.

Cover the box and put it in the space, Fang Yuan came out of the space, directly in the quilt, took the pillow out of the quilt and put it on the head, Fang Yuan fell asleep.

The next morning, Fang Yuan got up early in the morning, he slept a little too much yesterday, Fang Yuan is very energetic now.

First went out for breakfast, boiled and burned, and then ran to the street, of course, he didn't run on the street, but walked the streets and alleys.

First find a more remote place to take out the box and hang it around your neck, then go around and come out of other places, turn around and enter an alley.

"Candy cubes for tickets, peach cakes for tickets. "Fang Yuan is not shouting nonsense.

I don't shout when adults are around, I don't shout when no one is around, and I only shout when I see children.

Because he knows that adults won't exchange with him, not to mention exchanging tickets, even if it's chicken feathers for candy, it's basically with children.

Fang Yuan also took this path, but he changed it and exchanged sugar for tickets.

Fang Yuan couldn't help it! he wanted to change it for something else, but he only had so many sugar tickets in his hand, what if he finished exchanging it.

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