A modern urban writer, a member of the wood space dual-ability users in the end of the world, was betrayed by her fiancé and teammates and died. She transmigrated into a book and became a pitiful c...
The last person to speak looked completely bewildered.
What's going on? What's happening?!
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Upon entering the county town, Su Ruobai headed straight for the state-run restaurant.
Nothing else, I just wanted a treat.
Then I went to the supply and marketing cooperative and bought a lot of snacks and canned goods.
Seeing the apples, Su Ruobai asked a question.
"How much is this per pound?"
The saleswoman is knitting a sweater.
He didn't even look up when he heard the noise.
Su Ruobai thought she had spoken too softly, so she asked again, "How much is that apple?"
The sales clerk finally spoke up: "Five cents."
But he continued knitting and still didn't look up.
"Where's the pear?" Su Ruobai continued to ask.
This time, the salesperson finally looked up.
Looking at Su Ruobai's coarse cloth clothes.
He looked her up and down a few times.
She lowered her head and continued knitting.
"Which one are you going to buy? These fruits are all very expensive. If you can't afford them, don't ask questions. Don't you know how much money you have? You're just wasting time."
Su Ruobai was speechless.
I was just asking a question, why did they react like this?
This person just looked me up and down.
Su Ruobai looked at the coarse cloth clothes she was wearing.
So that's the reason!
Thinking about riding her bike today, she didn't wear a skirt.
I just randomly picked this piece of handmade coarse cloth.
Unexpectedly, what she considered handcrafted luxury goods were worthless items here.
Indeed, in this day and age, machine-made products are the most expensive.
Handmade items from the countryside are usually inexpensive.
Unfortunately, she didn't have a system for trading with the future, otherwise she could have made back so much flesh.
Su Ruobai didn't bother arguing with this person.
Forget it, that wrinkled apple probably isn't very good.
She still managed to spawn a batch of babies in the space.
Just say you bought it from the black market.
Just as I reached the door, a disdainful voice rang out: "Poor wretch, what are you pretending to be if you have no money?"
Su Ruobai didn't turn around to argue with her.
Then the person suddenly cried out in pain.
He lost his balance and fell backward onto the shelf.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Colleagues nearby quickly came over to help and lifted the person up.
In a great mood, Su Ruobai strolled around the county.
Then I rode my bike home.
Not long after leaving the county town.
A bicycle caught up from behind, and the rider stuck out a foot, as if trying to kick Su Ruobai and the bicycle to the ground.