Chapter 6 Men Also Shop, Buy, Buy Yan Jiuru: He also wants a bicycle...
Chapter 6: Men also shop
Yan Jiuru was walking on the street with a bag in hand.
The gray cement street is spacious and clean, with trees planted on both sides.
At this time, the emerald green branches and leaves filter the golden sunlight, adding a bit of color to the environment dominated by blue, green, black and gray.
At noon, there were many pedestrians coming and going on the street, and some people were riding bicycles, passing by quickly with the sound of "ring, ring, ring", taking away many envious eyes.
Yan Jiuru: He wants a bicycle too!
This thing is just like when everyone else has a magic flying weapon flying around in the sky, while you are still running on the ground with a speed talisman. It's unbearable.
No matter what, you still have to make money!
Putting aside all distractions, he had already seen the tall red five-pointed star above the door of the state-owned Dongfeng Guesthouse.
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There are four brown-painted wooden doors with glass on the upper half. Above the door frame is the guesthouse sign, and on the walls on both sides are written: Be vigilant at all times and defend the motherland.
That's it.
At this time, the two middle doors were open, and a small room on the left side of the entrance had its door half open. There was a table inside, and a middle-aged waitress with arm sleeves was sitting on a stool knitting.
Yan Jiuru took a step back and looked up at a small sign outside the door: Reception Room.
That should be correct.
There's no front desk or anything.
He took out the letter of introduction and said, "Comrade, accommodation."
The waiter looked up, glanced at him, put down the yarn, took the letter of introduction, and said, "We don't usually open this place to the public. Who introduced you?"
"Yang Public Security."
He didn't know whether the public security comrade's surname was Yang, but he did look like a small poplar.
Now when you go out and stay in a hotel, you only have two choices: one is the "guesthouse" that provides reception services within the industry or system, and the other is the public hotel.
Although the conditions are like that, the guesthouse is mainly used to receive official business, and the rooms are usually double, triple or quadruple.
The hotel was even worse. The cheapest one cost 40 cents a bed, but there were at least 20 to 30 beds in the lobby with no shelter at all.
This type of room, which is similar to the large dormitory beds in the past, is generally not used for female guests. It is only for men who are away from home and don’t care about their appearance. If they want some privacy, they can stay in a single room with three or four people. Whether they know each other or not will be arranged by the waiter.
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The Yingdongfeng Guesthouse was originally a guesthouse for a garrison unit. Later, the unit moved elsewhere, and in order to balance expenses, it was changed to receive external customers.
However, it is a state-owned unit with a military license plate, so they don’t care much about whether there are customers or not, so most of the people who come here are introduced by others.
After listening to the waiter's explanation, Yan Jiuru suddenly realized that he was relying on Xiao Baiyang's help.
While the waiter was registering his information, he looked around the reception room and saw four or five awards hanging on the wall in front of him, such as "Advanced Individual", "Advanced Collective", "Five-Good Model Workers" and so on.
One of them read: Comrade Shen Fang was rated as an advanced worker in the 1970 Socialist Labor Competition. This certificate is issued to encourage him.
"How many days?"
The waiter's words brought Yan Jiuru back to his senses. He thought for a moment and said, "Stay for two days."
Since he finally got the chance to come out, he had to have a good look around, and most importantly, he had to find a way to make money.
The commune was too small and it would be easy for them to find out his true identity, so he decided to look for opportunities in the county.
He lifted his shoulder bag so that the other party could see his gift. "Excuse me, big sister, please try not to arrange it with others, okay?"
The waiter took a lazy look at the young man. He was handsome and respectable. Since there were not many people staying there at the moment and there were plenty of empty rooms, he arranged a separate room for him.
"Upstairs, 203. Hot water and showering are on the first floor. Go to the back and turn left. Turn right for dinner."
The waiter took one dollar and eighty cents and handed him the invoice and two five-cent bath tickets with a blue "free" stamp on them.
"Hold the invoice. If there's a night inspection, they'll want to see the invoice as well as the letter of introduction."
She took out a bamboo kettle and an enamel basin from under the table, placed the kettle in the basin, and with her other hand took down a round wooden tray with a hole in the middle from the wall. The wooden tray was covered with various keys, which made a clattering sound.
The waiter pointed as he walked over, "The hot water is also on the left. It locks at midnight. When you go out on business, you can go to the reception room and ask someone to open the door when you come back."
Country bumpkin Yan Jiuru: They don't even give me a room key?! And there's a door access control system?
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I climbed up to the second floor with a lot of noise, knocked on the door of room 203, and a faint musty smell hit me in the face.
I guess no one has lived there for a long time.
The waiter pulled aside the curtains, opened the window for ventilation, and placed a thermos with the room number written on it on the table. "You choose. Which bed do you want?"
This is a triple room, less than 20 square meters. There is a table and three chairs against the wall, and two small bedside tables between the three beds. Nothing else.
Oh, and lights!
Their commune has only had electricity for a few years, and the village has discussed connecting it, but the members are afraid of the high electricity bills, so there has been no news yet.
Yan Jiuru pulled the cord to test the light, then chose bed number three by the window.
"I'll bring you the bedding later. Remember not to eat in bed. And don't hold the thermos by the string when you're getting water. The room number is on it. Same with the basin."
After Yan Jiuru looked around the room, he wiped his hand on the table, leaving a gray mark. He pointed his finger innocently and looked at the waiter.
The older sister resisted rolling her eyes and turned around, "We'll wipe it off for you later."
After saying that, the waiter turned and walked out.
Yan Jiuru asked hurriedly: "Sister, is there a time period for taking a shower and getting hot water?"
"Boiled water is available all day long. You can take a bath in the small pool now, and the large pool will be open for two days on the weekend."
Yan Jiuru felt itchy all over after sitting in the car for a long time.
He made a simple arrangement, put toiletries in the basin, picked up the thermos and went downstairs to take a shower.
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There was a small window outside the bathing pool. Seeing someone coming, an old man knocked on the glass window and said, "Bath ticket!"
Yan Jiuru gave a ticket to the old man, and he strung it onto a wooden board with nails, on which several bath tickets were already strung.
The old man handed him some toilet paper and said, "The toilet is next to you. Go to the toilet first and then take a shower. Don't pee in the pool."
Oh my god, they even give free toilet paper!
Yan Jiuru took the toilet paper with some embarrassment. He didn't want to go up at first, but after hearing this, he really felt like it.
After soaking in the hot water for an hour or so, Yan Jiuru was caught by a kind uncle and given a good back rub. After coming out of the pool, he felt that he had lightened by three pounds!
There was a barber and shaver near the bathhouse. He spent ten cents to get a neat haircut and shaved off his slightly stubbled beard.
I carried the basin and the thermos filled with hot water upstairs, and then I had to go downstairs to call someone to open the door.
When he returned to the room again, the bedding had been placed on the bed by the window. He pulled it open and took a look. It still smelled of sunshine, indicating that it had been freshly dried in the sun.
Wipe the room with your fingers again, and the room is clean.
It’s not that he is not diligent, but that the Demon Lord has never done this job.
He can now switch between the Demon Lord and his own self at will. No matter which memory he is in, he has no hobby of wiping tables.
He sorted the things in his bag, took out two pairs of shoes and put them in a green shoulder bag, and put the rest under his pillow and covered them with a quilt.
Go to the People's Pharmacy with ease.
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The First People's Pharmacy has a large storefront and many people come to buy medicine.
As soon as Yan Jiuru entered, he smelled a unique medicinal fragrance.
There were two or three staff members busy giving medicine to customers and asking about their symptoms. There was also one person in a white coat, who seemed to be a doctor?
When he saw the man in the white coat take out a stethoscope and press it on a child's chest, he was sure that this was really a doctor, and he was actually seeing patients in a pharmacy!
This is convenient for the people.
Yan Jiuru relied on his height and long legs to squeeze through the crowd in two or three steps and stood in front of a long row of counters.
It’s not that he doesn’t care about queuing, but there are many people crowded there, but they haven’t made up their minds yet or what to buy, and they are hesitant and looking around.
"Comrade, I want to buy Xiao Er Kang, the one with the different kinds of medicine in it."
A male staff member in his forties asked, "How old is the child? What are the symptoms?"
Yan Jiuru:
"The child is only three days old. Apart from being a little crying, he doesn't have any other symptoms. However, our village is too remote, and it's troublesome for children to get sick. The barefoot doctor said I should buy this to keep in mind if the child gets sick."
"Oh, which village are you from?" the staff asked seriously.
"Red Star Commune, Xinghua Brigade."
The staff member looked up and thought for a moment, "Oh, it's indeed quite remote," and immediately said enthusiastically, "We don't have many Xiao'erkang medicine boxes in Jinshi, and they're completely out of stock. However, we have all the commonly used children's medicines in them, and we can prescribe them for you one by one."
He introduced a total of more than ten commonly used medicines for children's colds, influenza, fever, heatstroke, typhoid and dysentery.
"These medicines can be purchased by the tablets, and the powder can also be purchased in small packets by the gram."
Yan Jiuru nodded. He had already seen a man in white clothes holding a shovel-like object and pouring powder from a bag of powder onto a row of small pieces of paper. The other two people were folding the paper bags skillfully.
These people are all experienced and the dosage is always accurate, and the amount measured on the scale is not off by a single digit.
Yan Jiuru truly admires these staff members, they are indeed experts in this field!
He was really tempted when he saw the rows of medicines behind the counter. When it comes to pills, one should always be prepared.
At this moment, he wanted to move the pharmacy back home. Of course, it was just a thought.
He counted the money in his pocket, waved his hand, and bought it!
You can buy 15 tablets of various commonly used children's medicines, and 5 tablets of uncommon ones, and 10 or 5 packets of powder, for a total of only 5.18 yuan.
The government really doesn't make money from the people's medicine. He even saw employees coming to get medicine with a prescription, and they didn't have to pay, as if the money was paid by the unit.
It was so cheap that he couldn't help but buy, buy, and buy.
Adult cold medicines such as wind-cold and wind-heat, fever-reducing medicines, Huoxiang Zhengqi water for heatstroke, expectorant and cough suppressant medicines, Huoluo pills, Zaizao pills, Angong Niuhuang pills, Niuhuang Qingxin pills, Zhuifeng Tougu pills, Yunnan Baiyao for external injuries, medicinal wine for bruises and injuries, anti-inflammatory powder, Biwensan, Liushen pills, etc.
There are many kinds of things. If you don’t use them often, buy fewer pieces. If you use them frequently or they are important, buy more pieces (pills or packets).
He also saw someone selling pagoda candies, and a bottle was very cheap.
At last count, it cost more than twenty dollars.
Thanks to the contributions made by his two wolves, otherwise his family's conditions would not allow him to be so generous.
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