Su Ranran and Zhang Cuicao knew that every time He Wan ate with them, they were always the ones who benefited.
At first I felt embarrassed, but I got used to it and could only take care of her more on a daily basis, such as making steamed buns for her.
After Su Ranran joined, Zhang Cuicao told Su Ranran about her plans to study.
While Su Ranran was happy for her, she also smiled and said, "With you gone, it's really hard for me to cook for myself."
Zhang Cuicao said, "So, before I leave, I'll steam a pot of buns for you. If you don't feel like cooking, just eat the buns."
Su Ranran nodded: "I should have gotten some wild vegetables and steamed vegetable buns. They would have been a meal with malted milk powder."
He Wan said, "By the way, I have some soy milk powder, do you want some?"
"Soy milk powder?"
"Where did you get this? Is it expensive?"
As soon as He Wan said this, both of them looked at her curiously.
“I not only have soy milk powder, but also baby milk powder.”
Su Ranran said, "I want it."
Zhang Cuicao hesitated for a moment and said, "If it's too expensive, then forget it. Is He Zhiqing too expensive?"
"Soy milk powder is one yuan a bag, and old milk powder is one yuan fifty a bag."
"Yes, yes, I want one bag of each."
Seeing that it was much cheaper than what was sold in the market, Zhang Cuicao smiled and said, "I want a bag of soy milk powder."
Okay, I'll get it for you in a bit.
These are the kinds of milk powder that Lao Yun usually buys for her online; he bought more than a dozen bags of them.
The same goes for soy milk powder; it's all in those old-fashioned packaging types. The manufacturer's location is listed, but there's no contact information. The date is there, but not the year, so people here can't tell the difference.
After the steamed buns were cooked, He Wan brought them over.
Zhang Cuicao said, "I'll take this over there so I can drink it tomorrow."
Su Ranran, who was standing to the side, said, "If you live in a dormitory with multiple people, it's best not to show it off, lest it arouse jealousy."
He Wan thought about those novels from the 1970s and 80s, where even a chicken cake could start a "war," and nodded: "Yes, since you'll be provided with food and lodging there, it's best not to bring anything. By the way, you'll definitely need tickets or something when you get to the county town. I have some here, I'll give you some."
As He Wan spoke, she went back to her room and brought out some grain coupons, soap coupons, and towel coupons.
Su Ranran looked at the large, scattered stack of coupons in He Wan's hand and was so surprised that she quickly looked out the window and whispered, "My God, you have so many cloth coupons, and quite a few grain coupons too. And you even have so many industrial coupons."
He Wan didn't actually look at what kind of tickets they were. When she dealt with people in the black market, she would collect tickets from all over the country.
Anyway, all her receipts were wrapped in a small cloth bag, and they were very messy because there were too many of them, and she didn't have the energy to straighten them out one by one.
"When I... arrived in Haicheng, cough, I resold some dried goods, and these were all traded."
Su Ranran nodded. They had already guessed most of what she was up to from the things she brought back this time. Everyone knew it, but no one said anything. After all, the things she brought back were cheap, useful, and convenient for them.
However, the newcomer Zhang Yao seemed a bit out of touch.
Zhang Cuicao's mother works at a department store, so she doesn't lack these tickets.
You can buy things even without a ticket.
Su Ranran's family is short of money; she feels like they're short of all kinds of tickets.
Can I buy some of these tickets?
"Sure, I have plenty more than you need."
"a lot of."
He Wan's words overturned Su Ranran and Zhang Cuicao's understanding. They were not sure how much money He Wan could make by going to Haicheng to sell dried goods.
Many... a dozen or so?
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