When he finally finished shopping, he glanced at a place, thought for a moment, and then smiled with a simple face, pointing to the big jar on the shelf and asked,
"Comrade, that's malted milk, right? How much is it? Do you need a ticket?"
"No ticket needed, 40 yuan a can, do you want it?" The staff member pretended to take it. Although this country bumpkin looked rustic, he had a very loose hand when paying for something just now. Maybe he could really afford it.
Lin Guoqing withdrew his smile and waved his hand quickly.
"I won't buy it today, I won't buy it today, I'll come back next time..." Then he went out carrying the cotton and cloth under the staff's contempt.
Holy shit, that stuff is so expensive! Their family works hard for a month and it only costs the price of a can of malted milk. What kind of family would have to buy that and eat it?
But Lin Guoqing's sigh lasted only two seconds. The next second, his ambition began to grow again. Chunhua once said that the strong never complain about the environment. This malted milk is expensive, but there are still people who can afford it. This can only mean that their family still doesn't make enough money.
It doesn’t matter. He can afford a tricycle today. Tomorrow, Yueyue will bring a can of malted milk home. It is definitely not a dream!
Lin Guoqing was carrying a huge cotton bag, a basket on his back, and a basket in his hands. He was wearing a gray thin cotton coat and open rubber shoes. He looked as rustic as possible.
This was the provincial capital, and who knew where this country bumpkin came from. Everyone passing by had to give him a second look. Lin Guoqing quietly stepped aside. He had just agreed with Ye Juncai and the others to come pick him up here.
Ten kilograms of cotton were too big, so he could only put it on the side of the road and wait. Fortunately, Ye Juncai and his team's car arrived in a few minutes.
"Wow! Guoqing, why did you buy so much cotton at once?"
Ye Juncai jumped off the car to help him move the things to the back compartment. The transported bicycles had been unloaded, and now the compartment was empty, making it easy to put things in.
Lin Guoqing smiled innocently, "Isn't the Chinese New Year in two months? My wife asked me to bring back some cotton and cloth. The elderly and children at home haven't worn new clothes in several years. If she starts making them now, they should be ready in time for the Chinese New Year."
When Ye Juncai heard this, his eyes became a little sore again. The life of the peasant brothers was really hard. It would take several years for them to make clothes by themselves. He thought about his wife saying yesterday that she had ordered a woolen coat for him, and it would cost 70 yuan...
Ye Juncai couldn't think any more, so he patted Lin Guoqing's shoulder and promised, "Don't worry, brother! For these three rounds today, I will definitely get you the lowest price!"
Old Liu beside him couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Lowest price? Even your father can't guarantee the price, so what are you sure of?"
As it turned out, the most Ye Juncai could get was his worker discount. Even so, he had to argue with the sales department and the logistics department for a long time, because he had actually used this benefit when he bought a bicycle before. If he wanted to use it again, he would have to go through many procedures.
Finally, Ye Juncai contributed two small bottles of Erguotou hidden in his office drawer. The section chief and director each gave them one bottle, and then because his father was the factory director, they got away with it.
The tricycle cost 280 yuan, and with a 15% discount for workers, it only cost 238 yuan. When Lin Guoqing handed the money to Ye Juncai, his hands were shaking with excitement.
"Um, Juncai, how much did those two bottles of wine cost? I have to pay for them together..."
He had been standing outside the office waiting, and had just watched Ye Juncai run out and back, carrying two bottles of wine. This wine, like cigarettes, was expensive. He was already taking advantage of someone else's benefits, and now he was asking them to pay for gifts. That was really unreasonable.
But Ye Juncai refused to accept it, "No need to give it to me, the wine was given to me by someone else, I don't want any money."
Lin Guoqing felt that this matter could not be treated in this way. People would not give gifts to Ye Juncai for no reason, right? They just wanted him to do something for them. This wine could be considered as a reward for Ye Juncai.
He directly ordered 240 yuan to give to Ye Juncai, but when he came out with the bill, he stuffed the extra two yuan back to him.
"Hey, Guoqing, why are you still doing this, brother? Come on, the tickets are ready, let's go get the car!"
Lin Guoqing was pulled forward and walked with big strides. He didn't have time to speak. When he saw the neatly arranged bicycles and tricycles in the warehouse from a distance, he was even more speechless.
"Hey, Uncle Zhang, I'm here to pick up the car. Here's the order. Please find the best one for me!"
"What kind of tricycle do you want to buy? What's the best or worst about it? Aren't all the products in our factory the same?"
"Just pick and choose. Maybe one of the cars has a chipped paint on a corner. Find the perfect one!"
"Ha! You're the pickiest one!"
…
Lin Guoqing stood at the door of the warehouse, listening to Ye Juncai chatting with someone inside for a long time, and finally pushing a brand new tricycle with high spirits.
It is the same color as the bicycles produced by this factory, completely black, even the rear compartment and bracket are black.
Ye Juncai smiled and pushed the tricycle in front of Lin Guoqing. "How is it? The tricycles produced by our factory are good-looking, right?"
Lin Guoqing nodded. "It looks good! It really looks good!"
Seeing him standing there motionless, just staring blankly, Ye Juncai reached out and pulled Lin Guoqing forward to hold the handle, "This is your car, and you want me to push it for you?"
Lin Guoqing took a few steps forward, stopped in time, and then wiped his hands on his clothes again and again. He looked at his palms, patted the invisible dust, and then carefully grasped the handlebars.
The handlebars on the tricycle were similar to those on a bicycle, with a non-slip rubber coating. Lin Guoqing had experienced this many times when riding Lin Fuqiang's bicycle. However, this one, belonging to their family, felt different.
He suddenly thought of the countless nights in the past six months when he had walked so hard that his feet were burning. Chunhua and his shoes had been worn out several times and had to be patched again and again. It would probably be much easier in the future.
Lin Guoqing wiped his eyes with his hand on his back, then coughed twice, swallowed the strange feeling in his throat, and then turned to Ye Juncai and smiled.
"Juncai, thank you so much for coming today! It's already this late, and I think your factory is closed. Let me treat you to dinner!"
Ye Juncai quickly waved his hand, "Hey, you just spent so much money, what are you treating me to? Our cafeteria food is great!"
Ye Juncai wanted to run away after he finished speaking, but was held tightly by Lin Guoqing, who still held the handle of the tricycle with his other hand.
"No, I promised to treat you to a meal last time! You have to go! I have money, really! You saved me over forty dollars today! I really have money!"
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