Transmigrating to the 70s: Building My Fortune with Billions of Supplies

The female supporting character in the book suddenly awakened, gaining a space with billions of materials. Not wanting to be used and plotted against anymore, the educated youth who went to the cou...

Chapter 25 Who is the sow?

"What do you mean? Are you saying that if I owe you 100,000 yuan, you can give me the real college entrance examination questions?"

Material Space: [Yes.]

Yang Zhaozhao died of laughter: "The college entrance examination has only been resumed in the third year, and you said it was the third year of the college entrance examination and the third year of the simulation. I knew it was a lie."

【Products from this space must be authentic.】

[If you are unsure after three seconds, the task will be canceled. Three...]

【two.....】

【one......】

Before the page disappeared, Yang Zhaozhao gritted his teeth and clicked.

Material Space: [To trigger the mission and claim the reward, please pay off your debt to 100,000 within three days, otherwise the original plot will be restored.]

Yang Zhaozhao was dumbfounded: "You didn't mention any punishment before?"

[The task has been received and cannot be cancelled.]

Yang Zhaozhao stomped her feet in anger.

At this moment, someone next to him suddenly said, "Um, Yang Zhiqing, is your hand okay, or is my face easier to poke?"

Yang Zhaozhao came back to her senses and looked at the index finger poking the handsome face of the man. Everyone in the car was staring at her. No matter how thick-skinned Yang Zhaozhao was, she couldn't hold it back at this moment!

Yang Zhaozhao came up with an idea to save herself and deliberately scratched Li Yiling's face: "Your face is quite oily. I have an unused bar of soap that's very good for washing your face. How about buying you one?"

Li Yiling froze for a moment, his deep eyes staring at the woman who had attacked him in disbelief. Her smug look made him feel ashamed: "Buy..."

"Okay!" After selling a bar of soap, Yang Zhaozhao smiled as if nothing had happened.

Facing Zhou Mingwu and the others' shocked looks, Yang Zhaozhao smiled like a cunning fox: "Officer Zhou, would you like to each have a piece?"

Afraid that Yang Zhaozhao would scrape the oil off their faces, the two of them simultaneously retracted their heads and shook their heads repeatedly: "No, no, I have soap at home."

Zhou Mingwu said: "I have facial cleanser at home."

Yang Zhaozhao raised her eyebrows. The only people in this generation who could use facial cleanser were men, and they were rich and sophisticated. Yang Zhaozhao was not as sophisticated as them.

However, Yang Zhaozhao finally knew how to pay off his debts.

After stroking his fingers, Yang Zhaozhao felt that they were a bit oily, so he quietly wiped some on Li Yiling's coat.

Li Yiling watched Yang Zhaozhao's little movements out of the corner of his eye and thought, his face is so oily, I wonder if a bar of soap is enough, how about buying a facial cleanser?

To buy facial cleanser, you need a ticket from the Friendship Store. Unfortunately, he doesn't have one. It seems he needs to get some tickets.

When they arrived at the commune, it was almost dark. Zhou Mingwu learned that they were going to walk back to the farm. Thinking of how much help they had helped the bureau the day before, he stepped on the accelerator and sent them to the farm.

Farm 616 was in front, and Farm 627 was in the back. Yang Zhaozhao watched Li Yiling get off the bus and said, "Wait, here's some soap for you. Two dollars."

Li Yiling saw that it was Shanghai Fangxiang soap, so he took it.

Just as he was about to pay, Yang Zhaozhao glared at him. He was selling soap in front of the police, probably wanting to have a drink in the police station.

Li Yiling understood: "I'll come find you tomorrow."

Yang Zhaozhao nodded in satisfaction. "Ask your farm. If anyone wants soap, shampoo, shower gel, queling, tea cream, or anything like that, they can come to me and I'll buy it for them at the farm."

"Okay, I'll ask." Li Yiling nodded, thinking that Yang Zhiqing was really nice. She actually brought things to people for free. He would definitely promote her well.

As soon as Li Yiling left, Yang Zhaozhao got in the car.

Zhou Mingwu asked with a smile, "Did Yang Zhiqing find a job as a salesperson?"

Yang Zhaozhao knew Zhou Mingwu was suspicious, so she said, "No, I just happened to be buying some myself, so I brought them to them. That shouldn't count as profiteering, right?"

Zhou Mingwu hadn't expected her to ask directly, so he was quite bold: "Not really. However, if the batch is too large, more than one person, then it would be dangerous. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand!" Yang Zhaozhao laughed. "With my thin arms and legs, I can't possibly bring more than one person. At most, I can bring two or three people, hehe!"

"That's good. After all, speculation and profiteering are being strictly punished now. If you are not careful and get caught, you will go to jail." Zhou Mingwu was not trying to scare Yang Zhaozhao.

Yang Zhaozhao smiled and nodded, said a few perfunctory words, and soon arrived at Farm 627.

In the village, a passing bicycle would attract everyone's attention.

Now a police car arrived, and the others came out to take a look at the flashing lights from a distance.

Yang Zhaozhao was seen getting out of a police car. After he was recognized, the news of his arrest spread quickly.

The captain also came out: "Officer Zhou, what's going on? Did Yang Zhiqing do something wrong and get arrested and brought back to identify the scene?"

Yang Zhaozhao couldn't help but admire their rich imagination!

"Oh my God, what bad thing did Yang Zhiqing do?"

"Murder and arson?"

"Stealing?"

"Steal...people?"

Yang Zhaozhao looked at them coldly, scaring them so much that they shut up, frightened by Yang Zhaozhao's fierce look.

After not seeing each other for a few days, they almost didn't recognize this educated youth who went to the countryside.

The captain was excited: "I am familiar with the village. If you want to identify the scene, I can lead the way."

Yang Zhaozhao rolled his eyes and said to Zhou Mingwu, "Thank you so much, Officer Zhou, for taking me back. I'm really sorry for delaying your work. You have something to do first."

Zhou Mingwu nodded and extended his hand towards Yang Zhaozhao.

Yang Zhaozhao shook hands with Zhou Mingwu and said, "Thank you very much. I will definitely go up to the commendation meeting and say a few words to let the villagers know that those who are sent back by police cars are not necessarily criminals. Some of them have made contributions."

"What? Yang Zhaozhao said something about a commendation meeting, just based on her?"

"I heard she was eating and drinking delicious food in the hospital, pretending to be sick and not working, and was sent back by the police. They still flatter her."

"How shameless! If she is the hero, then I am the secretary!"

Yang Zhaozhao was amused and said to the captain, "Captain, tell us, have I done anything meritorious?"

The captain, whose name was called, realized he had misunderstood. He awkwardly faced Zhou Mingwu's gaze and said, "Ahem... Yang Zhiqing has indeed made contributions. There will be a place for him at the commendation meeting."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions became subtle, and they looked at Yang Zhaozhao with a bit more disdain.

"What kind of skill is that?"

"Yes, if Yang Zhiqing can't have children, how can he still achieve merit?"

My scars have been exposed again. If it were someone else, they would definitely be furious.

Yang Zhaozhao didn't care. She smiled and looked at the aunt who gave birth to three sons. The aunt thought she had done a great deed by giving birth to sons and tried to put Yang Zhaozhao down.

"I've only heard that a mother's status is determined by her sons, but I've never heard that being unable to bear children is still considered a meritorious deed. On the contrary, the third family gave birth to three sons. Who in the village doesn't talk about this?"

A thumbs up signifies competence.

Yang Zhaozhao sarcastically said, "Sow Ye is very fertile, is this also the case?"

Seeing Yang Zhaozhao's thumbs-up, the third brother's face changed, and he rushed over to kick Yang Zhaozhao in the stomach: "Who are you calling a sow?"

"My ability to give birth is my business. How dare you, a hen that can't lay eggs, cluck here? I'll kick you to death tomorrow!"

Seeing the leg kicking towards him, Zhou Mingwu didn't react at all. Why did someone start to touch him for no reason?

The next moment, a scream was heard: "Ah!"

Yang Zhaozhao held the kicking leg and just did it, only to hear a click.

The third sister's wife then did a huge split forward and backward, and she bounced a few times in pain, and her bones were broken.

Others felt pain just listening to it.

The third brother was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. His mouth was opened so wide that an egg could fit in it.

Zhou Mingwu felt a bit of a pain in the ass because he couldn't do the splits either.

Even more embarrassing was that the fabric was scratched and ripped, revealing the panties underneath, and someone yelled, "Oh, it's red."

The third family: “…”