The owner of the pickled food shop immediately laughed in an annoyed tone, "To be honest, if I were Xiao Fang, I wouldn't want to order meat for you guys either."
"Why are they acting like idiots?" The old woman was dumbfounded. They had all acted quite well, so had they given themselves away somewhere?
"Who buys something just to get their deposit back?" The proprietress's face darkened. "If you're only here to get your deposit back, you shouldn't have placed the order."
"Who...who said we came for the deposit?" The old woman was speechless again.
She originally intended to use the power of the masses to force Fang Yan to accept their orders.
Surprisingly, these people left her speechless with their questions, almost unable to answer them.
"If you're not here for the deposit, then that's even better. Just pay the money directly, and come pick up the meat you ordered on the fifteenth of August. Then there won't be any problems."
The proprietress of the pickled food shop clapped her hands, "Xiao Fang isn't the kind of person who would spit out your meat, so what are you all doing crying and screaming here?"
aunt:……
We were paid money to come here specifically to harm this little prostitute.
But can I really say those words?
That's definitely not possible.
So the old lady and her four companions were so thoroughly outmaneuvered by the owner of the pickled food business that they couldn't even refute her.
Knowing that these onlookers are no longer useful;
Knowing that they are at a disadvantage, they need to turn the situation around as soon as possible.
The old woman who wanted to harm others, along with her four accomplices, were racking their brains trying to figure out how to turn the tables on themselves when a burly man dressed as a farmer suddenly stepped out from the crowd and looked at the old woman who was sitting on the ground throwing a tantrum, saying, "Widow Liu? What are you doing here?"
"Brother, do you know any of them? Where are you from? How far are you from here?" the old lady asked immediately.
The burly man looked honest and simple. "I'm from Xinhe Village. It's not far from the county town. It takes about half an hour by bicycle, but more than an hour to walk."
As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers immediately began to spit on the old woman and her four accomplices.
"This person, this is the one. He just said they lived far away and got up to travel before dawn."
"Yes, I heard it too, and the four people who came with her all agreed."
"These people are obviously not good people; they never tell the truth."
"Luckily, Xiao Fang saw through their true colors and didn't agree to let them order meat. Otherwise, with their faces, it's obvious they were deliberately trying to harm people, right?"
"Pah! You'd be lucky I don't have rotten eggs or vegetable scraps on my hands today, otherwise I would have beaten you shameless filthy women to death!"
It's unclear who first spat at the old woman and her group who were trying to harm them, but others followed suit.
"You lot..." Seeing this, the old woman knew she couldn't harm them, so she could only slink away with her four accomplices, like rats crossing the street, covering their heads.
"Thank you all so much for your help! Tomorrow I'll each deliver a bundle of pig intestines. Thank you so much!"
Fang Yan thanked everyone one by one, and then took Xiao Yuzai to the market to buy pig head meat, pig intestines, pork belly, ribs, etc.
After coming out, I went to a roadside stall and bought a few chickens and ducks. When I got to a secluded spot, I put most of the things into the kitchen space, leaving only a few outside as a formality.
The little fish was too young to notice anything amiss.
However, Qibei, that little rascal, noticed on her second outing that the amount of things Fang Yan carried in her hands was different from the amount of things she bought.
It even stopped Fang Yan, tilting its big dog head and looking at her with a questioning gaze, as if asking, "Where did the rest go?"
Fang Yan had no choice but to explain to it, "I have a Qiankun Big Bag that no one else can see, only I can see it. I put all the things in the Qiankun Big Bag, so you have to keep it a secret for me and not tell anyone else."
Even if Qibei wanted to talk to others, they wouldn't understand.
But the little furry boy was quite serious and barked at Fang Yan twice, "Woof woof woof."
It means, okay, this is a secret between us, I won't tell anyone else.
As Fang Yan passed by the post office, she suddenly remembered, "That's right, stamps are cheap right now. I can buy a few more sets and keep them at home to make money."
She herself has no interest in stamp collecting.
However, she also knew that these stamps, in five, six, seven, or eighty years, would no longer be worth a penny or two.
And coins too.
Therefore, Fang Yan decided that when she had the chance, she would definitely save two or three sets of coins.
"Comrade, I want to buy five stamps." Although she had never collected stamps, she knew that these days, stamps couldn't be eaten. If she were to ask someone for a set or two of stamps so bluntly, they might think she was out of her mind.
So Fang Yan plans to come over every few days to buy a few more tickets and then make a complete set.
"Why are you buying so many at once?" The staff member handed her the stamps while advising her, "Stamps aren't food. You can always come to the post office to buy more when you need them."
"It's alright," Fang Yan said as the staff member handed out stamps. Looking out the window, her sharp eyes spotted a letter addressed to her. She asked in surprise, "Comrade, could you please take a look? This letter, signed Fang Yan, has an address in Gouzi Village?"
The staff member took the letter and read the address aloud, based on the words on it.
"Comrade Guo, this is my letter, from Fang Yan of Gouzi Village."
At that time, Fang Yan did not have an ID card. She frequently traveled in and out of the county town and was afraid of encountering unexpected situations, so she asked the village chief to issue her a certificate in case of emergency.
It came in handy today.
The staff checked the information and confirmed that it was indeed her letter, then handed it to her.
At the same time, he also handed her five stamps.
After paying, Fang Yan took the letter, led Xiao Yuzai by the hand, and called Qi Bei before leaving the post office.
"Mommy, who wrote you a letter?" Little Fish asked curiously as soon as they stepped out of the post office. "Why doesn't anyone write me a letter?"
"Can you read? Can you write?" Fang Yan asked two soul-searching questions in a row.
The little fish scratched its head at the question, saying, "I don't know how. I haven't started school yet. When I go to school, I'll be able to recognize and write characters."
"Yes, then you'll have to wait until you start school and make friends before you can write letters." Fang Yan was also a little curious—who wrote her the letters?
The envelope only had the recipient's information, not the sender's, and she couldn't guess who had written it to her.
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