Chapter 9 Entering the City
The number of people gradually increased, and the clothes on their bodies were obviously cleaner than those of the mountain people, but they were mostly gray and blue. In the summer, the fat man didn't even see many people wearing skirts. Of course, Xiao Qiqi was exceptional.
The fat man noticed that many people cast surprised gazes into the car, and gradually realized that there were too few people like him, and the white, fat and kind people were almost invisible on the road.
Even in county towns, most people have just solved the problem of food and clothing.
However, the fat man also noticed another problem. Most people's faces were filled with energy, which was a kind of longing for a better life, and there was rarely the decadence of his era.
The streets are square and shaped like chess boards. There are mostly bungalows on both sides of the street, with blue bricks, red tiles and stone walls, and few buildings. Along the way, only the place with the sign "First Department Store" hanging is the second floor.
Whether it was the owner of the car or Wang Sanpao, when he saw this sign, he looked very excited. This is the headquarters of the supply and marketing cooperatives of the commune below, and there are many good things.
The fat man took out a piece of paper from his pocket, which was densely packed with memories: Aunt Zhang had two feet of white citi, and Aunt Zhang had a cool meter. My big-footed sister-in-law wanted a pair of sandals. Well, this was a bit difficult to buy...
It seems that all these things have to be bought tomorrow and the stores have all closed.
After turning a few streets, the carriage called out and the carriage stopped abruptly. The fat man looked up and saw a bungalow next to the road with three big words "Big Car Shop" written on it.
There is an empty yard behind the big cart shop, with many carts parked inside. The cart owner unloaded the people and goods, and drove the cart inside and started unloading the cart. The horse led the horse to the shed next to it, where there was a row of wooden horse troughs, so that food and drinking water were not delayed.
A few people ate a bite of cake at noon and were already hungry, so they started to eat first. They sat around the square table and bench. The first time Qiqi made a long bench, but she sat down one end and almost fell down.
Fortunately, the fat man was quick-witted and grabbed her with a hand. Then Qiqi sat in the middle with a pair of chopsticks in his hand, waiting for the food to be served.
More than a dozen tables were all full of seats, and the heat of food was spreading in the house, and people were chatting from all over the world, which was very lively.
Soon a plate of large white-floured steamed buns were served, each of which was the size of a bowl. The scalp of the steamed buns was tight and shining with a layer of luster. Before he could bite, the fat man smelled the fragrance of the noodles.
Qiqi took a bite and said, "It's better than bread."
After taking a few bites, the fat man wondered: It was indeed different. He had eaten a lot of steamed buns and had never tasted this taste before.
Then a bowl of egg soup was served, with some green onions floating on it, which were yellow, white and green, delicious and beautiful.
Fatty and Qiqi were eating fresh, but for farmers like Che Boss and Wang Sanpao, they only had a few meals of white flour steamed buns during the Chinese New Year, so the two of them ate more delicious.
After destroying five steamed buns, the fat man then put his chopsticks down and Qiqi ate one. This result was a miracle for her.
The owner of the car took out a cloth bag from his pocket in his clothes. After opening it, there were more than a dozen bills inside, one yuan, two yuan, and the maximum face value was five yuan. He was called the kind of workers, peasants and soldiers, and there were also several one-minute five-minute steel pounds.
Although the fat man had more than 200 yuan, he didn't dare to take it out. The earliest one was the 1995 version, and it would be earth-shaking, so the boss of the car paid the bill first and then calculated it together when he went back.
The waiter calculated that one steamed bun was 8 cents a piece, one 16 steamed buns were 28 cents a piece, and two cents a pot of egg soup, and one pot of 48 cents a total of one piece.
Chapter completed!