“Okay, let’s go together tomorrow and buy something.” Zheng Ping agreed, stood up to inform Huang Fei, and greeted Liu Ping.
"Well, Sister Liu, I'll be going now."
"Okay, take it easy," Liu Ping said.
After Zheng Ping left, Chen Feng turned back to ask his mother, puzzled.
"Why do I call him 'brother,' but he calls you 'sister'? Isn't something wrong with that?"
"Normally, shouldn't he call you 'aunt' or 'auntie'?"
Liu Ping didn't really know why, but Zheng Ping kept calling her that, so she just went along with it.
"Call it whatever you want, everyone can call it whatever they want," Liu Ping said nonchalantly.
In reality, Zheng Ping doesn't care about seniority at all. He calls older women "aunt" and younger women who are older than him "sister".
Although Liu Ping was older than him, she actually looked quite young, unlike other farmers whose faces were sallow and covered with wrinkles.
Therefore, Zheng Ping subconsciously felt that he shouldn't call her too old; calling her "sister" was just right.
He was suitable, but things got a bit messy with Chen Feng.
He couldn't call Zheng Ping "uncle," so he called him "brother."
This made it sound very strange, but Zheng Ping didn't think anything was wrong at all; he thought it was quite normal.
Zheng Ping also informed Huang Fei, telling everyone the confirmed news. Huang Fei said he would go to the county town tomorrow morning and would take them there to buy things.
Everyone else knew that they would have to pay 357 yuan this time. Although they all grimaced when they heard the number, they all accepted it.
Anyway, it's just this once, so I'll pay a bit more if it doesn't work out.
The next day, Huang Fei led Chen Feng and seven others to the county town in a grand procession.
"Wow, you guys are all going?"
Huang Fei thought it would just be Chen Feng and Zheng Ping going, but he didn't expect that as soon as they heard they were going to the county town to buy things, even those who didn't have anything to buy followed along.
“We don’t have much stuff at home, so it’s better to go to the county town than to buy it at the convenience store. At least the county town has everything,” Yin Xing said.
"What should we buy? I haven't decided yet," one person said, looking somewhat troubled. He really didn't know what to prepare.
Zheng Ping had made preparations and explained them to everyone.
"First, water. If you have those big white jugs for storing wine at home, each person should bring a few, otherwise there won't be any to drink, and you'll need them all the time."
"Then there's food. We don't know if there's firewood or if we can start a fire, so it's best to bring more food that we can eat without starting a fire."
"To prevent having nothing to start a fire, we had to eat raw food."
"Then there's the aluminum lunchbox. It's a good thing; you can cook rice or boil water. But like I said, the problem is not having anything to start a fire."
"Bring two more clothes, just in case it gets cold at night and you need to wear them to bed."
That's all Zheng Ping could think of for now. He looked at everyone, wondering if anyone had anything to add.
“I only have one large white jug for storing wine, which weighs twenty jin. A whole barrel wouldn’t be enough, would it?” someone said, frowning after thinking for a moment.
"One bucket is nothing. We're planning to go for five days, and four catties of water a day won't even be enough. We'll need at least three buckets," Yin Xing said, pursing his lips as he calculated.
"Then we'll have to buy some. I don't drink, and I don't even have any of that stuff at home," someone nearby sighed.
“I have some at home, you can have two if you want, but they’re a bit dirty, you’ll have to scrub them,” Yin Xing said, turning around.
"That's great! It doesn't matter if it's dirty, I can just wash it when I get home." The man was overjoyed. As long as he could save money, what did it matter if it was a little dirty?
Chen Feng didn't have any large white buckets at home, so he planned to buy a few later. He also planned to buy a windproof stove and alcohol paste.
Even if there's no firewood, at least you should be able to cook two packets of instant noodles.
Soon the car arrived in the county town. Huang Fei first dumped the car at the repair shop, and then he and Chen Feng and the others began to make purchases.
It's over a thousand kilometers away, and Huang Fei couldn't just drop them off and come back to pick them up again, so he had to stay there for five days as well.
Fortunately, he also had a detector, so he could follow along and explore when he was bored.
Chen Feng bought an aluminum lunchbox, ten bags of instant noodles, not to mention bread, milk, and sausages.
Fortunately, the county town has a wide variety of food. If Chen Feng had to eat the same bread and sausage every day, he would have gotten nauseous.
He went to an outdoor store and bought a small windproof stove, the kind where you can sit a lunchbox on top.
I bought another thirty pieces of alcohol ointment.
To be honest, these things are really not cheap. The alcohol paste that can burn for fifteen minutes costs thirty yuan, but Chen Feng paid twenty yuan for it.
A windproof stove costs twelve yuan.
Moreover, Chen Feng felt that one piece wasn't enough to boil water; he would need at least two pieces.
After buying a lot of food, Chen Feng finally met up with them.
Chen Feng told them that they could buy alcohol paste for the windproof stove, so that at least they could have hot water even without firewood.
Their eyes lit up when they heard this, but they all hesitated when they heard the price.
Let's just do this once first. If we can make money, we can buy more later. This trip has already cost us a lot.
The group arrived at the place where they bought the wine and walked in in a grand procession.
The liquor store owner burst out laughing when he saw them. He thought, "Wow, so many people! How much liquor will they buy?" He quickly got up to greet them.
Unfortunately, when asked, the people said they didn't want the wine, only the pot, which surprised the owner.
You come to this little wine shop and only want to buy a jug, not the wine? Are you looking for trouble?
In the end, the boss sold them a dozen or so 20-pound barrels of liquor. The group left satisfied, carrying the barrels, leaving the boss with a resentful look on his face.
Finally, everyone arrived at the repair shop with their bags and packages, waiting for the car to be fixed so they could go home.
The others bought pancakes, scallions, green onions, noodles, and some cheap vegetables.
These green vegetables can all be eaten raw, or with some sauce. After all, eating pancakes every day is enough for everyone.
The group also planned to go home to get some oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, and rice; if they had firewood, they could cook some rice.
The car wasn't repaired until the afternoon. Huang Fei had to change the engine oil and tires, which was quite a financial burden.
As they drove home, Yin Xing said, "That's about it. When do we set off?"
"I'm fine with anything, it's up to you. You decide what time to leave, and I'll leave then," Huang Fei said from the front.
"How about this, we'll start tomorrow night, and when we get to Qiuling City it will be daytime, so we can get off the bus and start shopping right away, without having to wait all night and waste time."
“That’s how it is. We’ll have to trouble Dafei to drive at night. He’ll have to drive all night. Can you manage?” Zheng Ping asked Huang Fei.
"It's okay, we can just go slower. If you think it's fine, then it's fine." Huang Fei had no objections.
After all, each of them had spent several hundred dollars on travel expenses, and Huang Fei understood that everyone wanted to make a quick fortune.
"Okay, then Dafei, you'll have to do the work." Zheng Ping said somewhat embarrassedly.
"Don't be so formal. We're all brothers, it's just our duty," Huang Fei said with a smile.
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