Look, look, this is his second brother.
Qin Jianye didn't want to say anything anymore. He waved his hand and turned to leave.
Qin Jianjun was worried, so he chased after her for a few steps and then turned back. He didn't return home until he could no longer see her.
He even whispered, "Third time is better than last time. I hope I won't be robbed again!"
Even if he didn't hear Qin Jianjun's complaints, Qin Jianye was not in a good mood.
What kind of person is this? He doesn't even know how to say nice things when asking someone to do something for him. He's just after the money. He's not even afraid that he'll get angry and quit.
Also, don't you consider your family's financial situation? You haven't even eaten enough yet, and you're already craving something new. Really clueless!
After Qin Jianye finished complaining to his wife and daughter, he straightened his expression and said, "Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative first, and then have dinner at the state-owned restaurant."
Chen Yun sighed: "Probably there is nothing to eat in these two places." If there was, Yang County would not have resorted to cannibalism.
"Not really," Qin Jianye explained. "The county has a large population and limited supplies, plus everyone has limited money, so we can't fundamentally solve the problem."
When I was working in the county, I would occasionally go to restaurants for a bite to eat. Every time, I had to fight with others for rice and vegetables, and they didn't taste very good.
The reason I wanted to go to the state-owned restaurant was to find out about the situation in the county and to take my wife and daughter to broaden their horizons.
The three of them walked slowly like this, from noon to mid-afternoon, before arriving at the county town.
Qin Siyue looked at the gray streets and the listless pedestrians, his eyes full of confusion and shock.
Facing the "backwardness", Qin Siyue was impressed by the greatness of the leader. In just a few decades, he led the people to make up for the natural gap with developed countries and made the Chinese nation stand at the top of the world.
What a great achievement.
Qin Siyue puffed out her chest, feeling proud. Look, this is her great motherland. Soon, she will witness the rapid changes in her motherland!
"Hey, make way, make way!" The sound of the bell behind him brought Qin Siyue back to his senses. Just as he was about to turn around, his father pulled him aside.
Qin Siyue patted his chest with lingering fear, and saw a young man riding a 28-inch bicycle turning left and right, almost hitting someone!
"Oh my god, this is even more powerful than a road killer!" The road is so wide, but he rides on people. His accuracy is comparable to that of a "sharpshooter".
Chen Yun smiled and brushed the dust off her body. The three of them walked around the county town, which took only more than half an hour.
When I arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, I saw that the small store of more than 20 square meters was deserted. Three waiters were sitting in front of the counter bored. When they saw people coming, they were too lazy to greet them.
Qin Jianye stepped forward, smiled innocently, and asked, "Hello, comrade. Do you have any malted milk or milk powder?"
"No, no, we don't have those high-end goods in our small place. If you want them, you have to go to the city or the provincial capital to buy them."
"What about peach cakes and egg cakes?"
"No, all the food has been snatched up. If you want something, go early tomorrow!"
Qin Jianye asked curiously, "How early?"
"Well, come and line up at 3:30, the first 20 will probably get one!"
"Oh, I see. Thank you, comrade!" Qin Jianye bought two boxes of gala oil, three enamel pots, and a thermos, then left.
He hid in a dead end, asked Ms. Chen Yunwei to keep watch, and put the things into storage.
Then he swaggered out and walked quickly to the state-owned restaurant. Here, there were already a huge crowd of people, all of whom were working people in the city, coming to buy food.
"Quickly line up, everyone gets a steamed bun, no more!"
The waiter was nearly hoarse from shouting, but no one listened. They were all people who had experienced hunger, and they were afraid that if they fell behind, they would lose their seat.
The three members of the Qin family hurried to squeeze in. The aunt who was originally at the end of the line glanced at Qin Siyue with disdain: "Little beggar, do you have money to queue up in the restaurant? Don't be stealing!"
The sound was quite loud, attracting the attention of many people, who stared warily at the three people who looked out of place among the surrounding workers.
Qin Siyue rolled his eyes and stretched out his hands: "My hands are stained from washing clothes."
Pulling her hair: "My hair is burnt from cooking."
He lifted his foot and said, "These shoes of mine were made by carrying pig manure and moving stones."
Finally, she tilted her head and asked, "Why, do you look down on the working people?"
Aunt Yu was so frightened that her face turned pale. She had thought Qin Siyue was easy to bully and was looking for trouble with her. She hadn't expected to run into such a tough guy.
He stammered, "I, I don't mean that. I just think you don't look like someone who can afford steamed bread."
The price of steamed bread has gone up over the past two years. At only 20 cents a piece, it's really not cheap. She's never seen an old farmer willing to spend so lavishly.
"The leaders all said that without investigation, there is no right to speak. Auntie, your ideological awareness needs to be improved!" After saying that, she ignored the other party, stood on tiptoe, and looked at the situation in front.
Aunt Yu was scolded but didn't dare to talk back. Seeing people around her pointing and talking at her, she quickly covered her face and slipped away.
Qin Siyue curled his lips, thinking, what kind of person is this? She's just a little thinner and shorter, does he really think she's easy to bully? Humph, I'll kill her if I don't!
Of course, Qin Siyue only encountered someone who looked strong but was weak. If it was a shrew, he would have to fight.
Although the process was not smooth, the result was beautiful. After the commotion, no one bothered Qin Siyue anymore, and the three of them rushed to the last few spots and bought steamed bread.
I didn't take it away and ate it right there. But it tasted weird. It wasn't bad, but it didn't taste like grain.
Qin Jianye explained, "All major restaurants now use the incremental cooking method. They boil the grain first, then grind it and steam it. One kilogram of grain can produce two or three kilograms of rice. It's said to be particularly nutritious."
"Hey brother, you're right. We steam and dry our steamed bread several times a day, which is really troublesome. So the taste is also really good."
Qin Jianye was so embarrassed that he wanted to pick his toes.
He asked the waiter with a serious face: "Hey, brother, when will the store have meat? I haven't eaten it in several years and I almost forgot what it tastes like!"
When the waiter heard this, his face changed: "No, no, it's a bad time. You still want to eat meat? You might as well eat shit!
Get out of here! Don't get in the way of me serving the people!"
Qin Jianye was driven away, and Qin Siyue and Chen Yunwei were also implicated. The family of three squatted on the street corner, watching the pedestrians coming and going.
"Dad, that waiter definitely knows something."
Qin Jianye nodded and made a nasal "hmm" sound.
"What should we do now? Should we just expose it?" Chen Yunwei said, then denied herself: "I dare not. There are so many people who know about this, but they haven't made any move. It means there's something inside that we don't know about!"
"So I thought, let's investigate first!" Qin Jianye stood up and said, "Let's go to the scrap yard and find a book for my daughter!"
Qin Siyue got up quickly, his eyes full of stars.
She had heard from Ms. Chen Yunwei that the scrap yards in novels were full of treasures, and that if you just looked around, you could find good things.
Small yellow croaker, imperial green, there is nothing the author dare not write about, only you dare not think about it.
After all, he was a person who had traveled through time, so his luck shouldn't be bad. Qin Siyue rubbed his hands, feeling a little impatient.
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