Using the coarse cloth as cover, Ruan Xianxian took a long, narrow cardboard box, about the size of her palm, from her basket and held it in her hand. "This is some precious food from the grasslands."
A woman in the family compound spent a lot of money to get me to search for this for a long time. Her parents are researchers and they only care about this stuff, saying that it's better for babies than breast milk.
The aunt was completely taken aback, her mouth slightly agape, "Really?"
Ruan Xianxian thought to herself that she didn't know either! She wasn't sure if breast milk was better, but at least the products produced by the mall were of guaranteed quality and quantity.
The effect is at least as miraculous as she claims, and it will only be beneficial to the body without causing any harm.
"Really? Why don't you buy it and try it out?" Ruan Xianxian smiled, but her little hand slowly withdrew, as if she wanted to put the cardboard box back into the blue frame.
The aunt, noticing her little trick, panicked, "Don't take it back! Don't take it back! How much is it? I want it!"
The price in the mall is 1.4 yuan. Ruan Xianxian looked up and said, "If I can get a customer, I'll give you 5.5 yuan."
"What? Malted milk powder only costs a few yuan? You dare to sell this little cardboard box for 5.5 yuan?"
Ruan Xianxian immediately took back the milk tablets, her not-so-pretty face looking even uglier when she smiled, "Then Auntie should buy malted milk powder instead, there are two cans left in this batch."
The more she refused to sell, the more her auntie irritated her.
Finally, she bought a box and asked Ruan Xianxian to wait a while. She went back to her room, poured herself a third of a glass of water, tasted it, and came out saying generously:
"Girl! Give me three boxes."
Ruan Xianxian smiled slightly: "No, Auntie, there's only this one box."
Finally, the old lady who bought two more cans of malted milk powder pulled her aside and repeatedly told her to bring milk tablets next time she came to her house.
Three boxes contain fifty tablets each, and a child can drink it for a maximum of one month.
Ruan Xianxian discovered that buying the goods for 1.4 yuan and selling them for 5.5 yuan was a huge profit. They were expensive, but only affordable for ordinary families.
Unlike watches, which are neither consumables nor expensive, the market is easily saturated.
She selected several styles of Shanghai brand milk tablets priced between 80 and 120 yuan, which were sold together with the milk tablets.
After running around the streets and alleys all afternoon, I earned 310 yuan.
Seeing that there was still time, I simply pushed my bicycle to the police station to register it. By the time I came out, it was almost dusk.
Turning into an empty alley to revert to my original appearance, in case I ran into someone I knew, I re-tied my bundle to the cart. When I passed a state-run restaurant, I bought a pound of steamed buns despite the waiter's disapproving look.
The system's online store had all kinds of steamed buns, such as soup dumplings, crab roe dumplings, and crystal dumplings, but she especially loved the large meat buns from state-run restaurants in this era.
As Ruan Xianxian turned onto the country road, she was about to throw the package into her spatial storage when she heard the sound of an engine behind her, and a car drove by.
As the car headlights shone down, she quickly moved her car to the side, but the road was so narrow that the car had to slow down as it approached.
The two passed each other, their wheels kicking up dust from the dirt road. She buried her face in her clothes and couldn't help but cough.
Squeak—!
The green jeep stopped twenty meters ahead. As Ruan Xianxian watched the people get out of the car, she thought to herself, "What a coincidence."
Feng Bai, dressed in a crisp military uniform, strode over, his well-defined muscles peeking out from under his clothes with each step. Ruan Xianxian clicked her tongue and looked away.
With legs like those, she could play with them for a year!
She raised her little head and asked, feigning curiosity, "Comrade? Is something the matter?"
Feng Bai stopped a meter away from Ruan Xianxian, looking down at the fluffy little head that only reached her chest. She wasn't short, standing at 1.6 meters tall, but Feng Bai was a full 1.9 meters tall. Ruan Xianxian only reached his chest when she stood up.
"Comrade! Back to the Flathead Brigade?" His voice was cool-toned, with a textured hoarseness. Ruan Xianxian scratched his ear and looked up.
The first time I looked directly at that sharply defined face with its three-dimensional features, something flashed through my mind.
She remembered that this was Feng Bai, the regimental commander who lived next door to the educated youth settlement during the flood relief efforts in her previous life and was later arrested and imprisoned for brutally killing villagers.
She clicked her tongue slightly inwardly, but maintained a sweet smile on her face. "Yes! Soldier, is something wrong? Did your car break down? But I don't know how to fix cars."
Looking at that innocent, sweet face that seemed easy to bully, the man swallowed hard, hummed softly, and glanced at the five large packages on her bicycle.
"It's on my way, can I give you a ride? Get in!"
After Ruan Xianxian nodded in agreement, he lifted her bicycle along with five large packages with one hand, took a few big strides to the back of the bike, and opened the trunk.
He deftly untied the knot in the bag, lifted it onto the back seat, and put the bicycle into the trunk. He didn't care that the lid couldn't be closed, and beckoned Ruan Xianxian to get on the bike.
As the car started, his gaze swept casually over Ruan Xianxian, who was obediently fastening her seatbelt, and his question came out of nowhere: "Have you ridden in this car before?"
Her little hand tightened around the seatbelt. How could she have forgotten that nowadays, whether driving or riding, very few people know to wear seatbelts?
The child nodded obediently, "My grandfather..."
Feng Bai's forehead twitched, and he stepped on the gas, driving the car into the night. In his ears, he could hear the little girl's endless "grandfather theory".
What? Her grandfather died last month, and then he died this month... I wonder if he'll die next month.
He even told him about his grandfather's incredible feat of pulling down his pants because of his crooked mouth and eyes, and even asked him, "Comrade! My grandfather has the same profession as you, do you also pull down your pants?"
Feng Bai's lips tightened, and the muscles on his arm gripping the steering wheel bulged. "I won't pull!"
With every word answered, Ruan Xianxian looked up at him, then lowered her eyes and softly said "oh," before falling silent again. The car returned to quiet, and the man could be felt to breathe a sigh of relief.
"A new educated youth sent to the countryside? I didn't see you in the team on your first day of work."
"The first day? Oh? I took the day off to visit my grandma at the farm, you know? My grandma is a really good person. She can do scientific research to revitalize the country and she can also fight on the battlefield."
Unfortunately, she met the wrong person and was let down by that scumbag grandfather of mine. Do you know how awful my grandfather was? While others went to the front lines to fight the Japanese, he went to seduce a young nurse.
That young nurse is shameless. She actually believed that old man in his twenties who said he'd never been married. Anyone with eyes could see that wouldn't believe her. Don't you think she did it on purpose?
Feng Bai gave a cold "hmm," and Ruan Xianxian's face lit up with a smile, as if she had found a kindred spirit, and she continued to chatter, "She's not only shameless, but also incredibly vicious."
You said you could just go back to your own life after taking that scumbag from me? Instead, you went and provoked my grandma, and in the end, you even joined forces with that old scumbag to report my wife.
Aren't these kinds of people particularly hateful?
The car had stopped outside the educated youth settlement at some point. The man frowned as he looked at her chattering little mouth, seemingly not understanding how a person could make so many sounds.
Seeing that she seemed determined to chat with him forever, Feng Bai had to remind her, "We've arrived."
Ruan Xianxian smiled beautifully, her small, white hands with dimpled hair unbuckled her seatbelt, thanked him, and stood aside watching him unload her things one by one from the car.
Before the car door closed, she leaned closer and asked with a smile, "Would a gay man like such a shameless and vicious little nurse?"
Feng Bai returned to the driver's seat, slammed the car door shut, rolled down the window, and stared directly into those smiling, curved eyes, exuding an icy aura that kept strangers at bay.
"No! I wouldn't like a vicious little nurse."
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