Perhaps fearing suspicion, the woman continued, "This honey is wild honey, collected by my husband. The quality is impeccable. You won't lose out if you buy it."
"If my family wasn't in urgent need of money, I wouldn't sell it..."
Fu Jiali took a look and asked: "How much honey do you have here? I want it all?"
"There are still two kilograms in total, no more."
"Okay, I want all these two kilograms of honey."
As he said this, he took out three dollars from his bag, and then gave the other party a grain coupon and a meat coupon, without taking advantage of the other party at all.
The woman counted the amount: "Three dollars exactly."
She handed over the honey.
Fu Jiali held it in his hand, feeling completely safe.
My wife can drink lemon honey tea again when she goes back.
A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he strode towards the house.
The woman looked at Fu Jiali's figure gradually walking away, took a deep breath, pursed her lips, and sat there continuing to wait.
There was nothing in front of her, but she still sat there.
He rolled his eyes and looked around.
After a while, she saw a familiar figure.
It’s Yang Bolan.
The woman quickly took out a box of honey from the side and started shouting again.
"Honey, honey, sweet honey..."
Yang Bolan paused for a moment and strode forward.
"Do you have any honey?"
The woman nodded.
"Yes, honey is two yuan a pound. You need coupons, two grain coupons and two oil coupons."
The woman thought to herself, the handsome guy just came to buy it and it was at a discounted price, so it must be that not everyone can afford it at this price.
Yang Bolan didn't know that he was being treated differently.
“This is a bit expensive…”
She complained in her heart, but she had to buy this honey home, otherwise her throat would not be able to bear it.
It’s okay if it’s a little more expensive.
Yang Bolan sighed: "How much honey do you have here?"
"There's only one pound left. If you don't want it, I'll take it away right away."
"I want!"
Yang Bolan took out two dollars, two food coupons and two oil coupons from his bag.
"Just click and look, it's all here."
The woman counted and nodded, "Okay, just right."
Yang Bolan then took the honey away, feeling quite good. She came to the black market today just to try her luck, but she didn't expect that she would actually get lucky!
Watching Yang Bolan walking away, the woman sitting there with a scarf wrapped around her head breathed a sigh of relief.
She stood up, packed her things and prepared to go home.
Unexpectedly, a man with a fat face stood in front of her, blocking her way.
"Auntie, do you have any honey on your hand?"
The woman took a look and was shocked to see that the man opposite her was so ferocious.
“No, no more.”
"No more?" The man was unhappy. "Who are you kidding? You said it was gone just now, but when you were waiting for that woman to come, you took the things out again. You must still have some!"
"It's gone, it's gone." The woman just wanted to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, so she lowered her head again.
"Don't talk nonsense, I can't take it out anymore..."
Having said that, the woman walked away sideways. Although the man was unhappy, he also knew that this deal was shameful, so he didn't say much.
…
There is only one week left until the start of the national competition.
During this period, Yang Bolan went out early and came back late every day, and continued to practice in the art troupe.
Both Lu Juesheng and Guo Angzhi saw it, and their hearts calmed down a little.
Lu Juesheng said, "It seems that Comrade Gu was right in recommending him. Although Yang Bolan is a bit noisy, his performance in large-scale competitions is still acceptable."
Guo Angzhi said: "Captain, Yang Bolan is quite talented. Our ranking in this national competition may not be very bad. You should have a better attitude."
Lu Juesheng nodded, lowered his eyes and said, "I hope so."
Yang Bolan, who was being talked about by two people, practiced loudly for another ten minutes, but his voice could no longer hold out.
She sat aside and called He Chunfang.
"Chunfang, pour me some more water. My throat is getting worse day by day."
He Chunfang nodded and poured a cup of honey tea.
Yang Bolan drank it all in one gulp.
After a few seconds of calming down, he said, "I don't know what's wrong with me lately. It's the same whether I drink honey tea or not. My throat still hurts terribly."
"Some time ago, I felt pain after singing for three hours straight, then for more than two hours, and now I can't stand the pain after singing just one point."
He Chunfang consoled her: "Sister Bolan, maybe you are too tired from practicing these few days? Why don't you take a rest for two days?"
"I want to rest, but I haven't practiced this song to its core yet. The competition will start in two days. If I don't get a place, I'll be embarrassing Sister Qingcheng..."
Yang Bolan sighed, and helplessly stood up and continued to practice hard.
"Ah, the spring breeze blows and the green comes again——"
When Gu Qingcheng came, he noticed Yang Bolan's iconic voice.
The pitch of her singing was accurate, but Gu Qingcheng could not feel joy from her singing. Instead, it was filled with a strong sense of fatigue.
She frowned and walked into the art troupe.
He Chunfang hurried over and said, "Sister Qingcheng, you're here?"
Yang Bolan also stopped and said, "Sister Qingcheng."
Gu Qingcheng nodded. She had nothing to do at home today. She just passed by the art troupe and thought of coming in to take a look.
"There's something wrong with your voice."
Yang Bolan sighed: "Maybe I'm too tired recently..."
"You need to combine work and rest. It's okay to train hard before a competition, but if you hurt your throat, it won't be worth it. After all, it's a lifelong thing."
Yang Bolan nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Qingcheng."
Gu Qingcheng responded. She had just come to take a look. She was about to leave when suddenly, the mechanical sound that she hadn't heard for a long time rang again.
[Host, I just detected that the honey water on the table contains toxic substances. ]
Gu Qingcheng's footsteps suddenly stopped and his eyes swept straight over.
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