Jiang Yi, who was all set to go on a shopping spree, ended up buying nothing because she didn't have any tickets.
There are indeed many things in the city, but no matter what you buy, you need a ticket.
In this era where even ration coupons are needed to make purchases, Jiang Yi realized for the first time why the older generation once valued a secure job so much.
As for the black market?
As a newcomer to the city, Jiang Yike didn't have the courage to venture out.
As for cloth coupons, let's borrow them from Grandpa Lin first.
Judging from the old man's appearance, he probably has no shortage of tickets. In that case, I might as well rob the rich to help the poor. Of course, in return, I will cook the food even more delicious.
When Jiang Yi dragged her tired old legs back to the villa, she saw the old man lying contentedly on a recliner, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand, humming a somewhat familiar Huangmei opera tune.
Judging from the tune, it should be "The Female Imperial Scholar"!
Hearing the iron gate open, the old man opened his eyes, glanced at Jiang Yi, and said indifferently, "Weren't you going to buy things?"
"No tickets!"
Jiang Yi wasn't afraid of losing face and directly explained the reason.
"Here you go!"
The old man pointed to the small rattan tea table next to the recliner, on which sat a cookie box.
"I don't need them. Take whatever tickets you need, just remember to cook me some good dishes later!"
"Grandpa, thank you so much!"
Jiang Yi burst into laughter.
She had been wondering how to bring it up with the old man, but little did she know, he was quite a remarkable person.
As for why the old man was so generous, Jiang Yi didn't bother to investigate.
She is truly exhausted right now.
Despite being heavily pregnant, she walked outside for nearly two hours, and she had to admire her predecessor's physical fitness.
If it were the old her, she would have collapsed on the ground from exhaustion long ago.
As soon as Jiang Yi entered the small villa, the Daya sisters, who had heard the commotion, all ran out of their rooms and looked at Jiang Yi with delight as she walked in.
Although Jiang Yi left most of the money in the room, the three sisters were still uneasy, fearing that Jiang Yi would abandon them there.
Now that Jiang Yi has returned, the three sisters are all relieved.
"Mother!"
The three sisters had barely opened their mouths when they realized they had said the wrong thing and quickly corrected themselves.
Jiang Yi waved to the three sisters and sat down on the sofa on the first floor.
The three sisters quickly went downstairs and saw that Jiang Yi was exhausted.
"Mom, you're tired, shall I give you a massage?"
Da Ya stepped forward to massage Jiang Yi's legs.
Looking at her well-behaved and sensible eldest daughter, Jiang Yi waved her hand and said, "I'm not tired!"
"I didn't manage to buy any clothes. You need ration coupons to buy clothes and fabric here. I'll go again tomorrow!"
"Alright, are you guys hungry?"
"I'm not hungry, I had a big breakfast!"
Although it was almost noon, the three sisters were not hungry at all.
They ate their fill of meat buns for breakfast.
"Okay, then I'll rest for a while before I go cook."
As for Grandpa Lin? He certainly isn't hungry either.
After all, the old man had devoured both dishes she had made earlier.
The thought of cooking made Jiang Yi feel conflicted.
She was responsible for helping to cook for the old man, which was fine, but how should the food expenses be calculated?
Don't say she's being petty; after all, the old man's meals are of extremely high quality, and Jiang Yi really can't afford them. As for them eating with the old man? He'd probably be going to be shortchanged.
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