"Are you still in the city?" Li Yiling was in a good mood after beating up the scumbag, especially the scumbag who wanted to bully Yang Zhaozhao.
Even with him around, there are still people who want to beat her up. They want to die!
"Hello, why not?" We have already arrived at the county, and if we don't go, it would be a waste of all the trouble we have made.
They went into the city and visited Lin Xiaofang first.
Lin Xiaofang recovered for a few days and looked much better. "Why are you here? You must be exhausted after such a long journey. I'll ask He Wei to get you some water to warm you up."
"I'm a little disappointed. I just happened to come and see you. I'm relieved to see that you look good!" Yang Zhaozhao put down the rice and flour. In this era, food was in short supply. If you didn't have enough food coupons, you couldn't buy food even if you had money.
Although the hospital cafeteria had steamed buns, not everyone had that many food coupons, so basically people brought their own food to the hospital and cooked it themselves.
In addition to rice and flour, Yang Zhaozhao also brought thirty eggs.
Lin Xiaofang received compensation from Li Weihua and gave 2,300 yuan to Yang Zhaozhao: "Li Lihua came to me yesterday to admit her mistake and compensated for the medical expenses."
"She told me." It was Yang Zhaozhao's money, so she accepted it without hesitation. As for the car rental, Yang Zhaozhao didn't even say a word and paid for it himself.
"I'm sorry to you this time. I'll treat you to a meal when I recover." Lin Xiaofang didn't expect Yang Zhaozhao to stand up for her. She was shocked when the police came to question her.
Knowing it was Li Lihua, she was still disappointed.
We know that Li Lihua has not been spoiled since childhood and is not inherently bad, but who would have thought that she could do such a thing.
If it weren't for Yang Zhaozhao, Lin Xiaofang knew that she would definitely not be able to keep her child.
He Wei said that he would invite them out for dinner at a state-owned restaurant. This time Li Weihua paid three thousand yuan in compensation, and the remaining seven hundred yuan was the most money he had in his life.
Yang Zhaozhao refused, she wanted to check the black market.
The antiques that were recovered from No. 7 Shitou Lane before, except for the calligraphy and painting, were not valuable. After testing, they were all worth three thousand yuan, and one was worth ten thousand yuan.
So in the end I paid back more than 40,000 yuan.
Currently, Yang Zhaozhao still lacks 182,993 yuan.
There was a black market near the hospital. Yang Zhaozhao wanted to go take a look, and Li Yiling also said that he wanted to look for books. The two agreed to have dinner at the state-owned restaurant in the evening.
Yang Zhaozhao's sense of taste has recovered today. It's not easy, it's been a month.
Yang Zhaozhao wanted to reward herself. No matter in her previous life or in this rebirth, she had never been able to eat the food in a state-owned restaurant. In a few years, the state-owned restaurant would close and be replaced by another restaurant.
I can’t eat it anymore if I want to!
The navigation pointed to a nearby black market, and it was surprisingly busy. The weather was nice today, with no snow and sunshine, and many people were willing to come out when the weather was good.
They were all exchanged for food, drink and daily necessities. Yang Zhaozhao had no shortage of them. She took off her apron, revealing her red nose from the cold, and sniffed the air. In addition to the dry smell of the cold wind, she could also faintly smell the scent of antiques.
Following the sound and sniffing around, I saw a half-grown child holding something wrapped in rags. The fragrance was wafting from inside.
It happened to be the antique she wanted to recycle. Yang Zhaozhao's eyes lit up and she smiled at the little girl: "Little sister, how much is that thing in your hand?"
This was probably the first time the little girl went out to exchange things, so she was very nervous. She stared at Yang Zhaozhao with her rabbit-like eyes. Seeing that she was a very friendly sister, she relaxed her guard a little.
"One...one hundred..." the little girl said timidly.
Yang Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows: "I need to see the item before I can decide the price. Would you mind showing it to me?"
The little girl glanced around vigilantly and gave Yang Zhaozhao a look. The two of them looked at the thing in her rag behind her back. It was a bronze sculpture.
The casting is very exquisite, and it doesn't look like an ordinary product.
A pleasant smell wafted into her nose, and Yang Zhaozhao knew that it was a valuable guy, so of course she would not miss it.
Looking at the skinny girl, who was wearing tattered clothes, had chilblains on her hands and face, and was shivering in thin clothes in the cold weather, Yang Zhaozhao said, "It's a good thing. Are you sure it only costs one hundred?"
The little girl thought Yang Zhaozhao was too disgusted, she said nervously: "Grandpa said this is a good thing, if my father was not sick and dying, he would not have taken it out if he needed money to buy medicine. One hundred yuan is really not expensive, if you like it, take it!"
She has been out for three days, but unfortunately she hasn't found a buyer yet. If she can't sell it, her father won't be able to go to the hospital, and they will be without a father.
Thinking of this, the little girl couldn't help crying pitifully: "Sister, please buy it!"
Sister, no need to beg, I will definitely buy it.
Yang Zhaozhao asked: "How much does your father's medical treatment cost?"
“The doctor said that my father’s illness was caused by fatigue and hunger, and it would cost about six hundred dollars, but this is the only valuable thing we have in our house.” The little girl felt that life was too difficult, and now she didn’t want anything else but her father to be alive so that they still had someone to rely on.
Yang Zhaozhao felt sad when he heard this. In this era, many people died of starvation instead of illness.
Yang Zhaozhao took out six hundred yuan and handed it to her: "Your gift is good, I'll take it. Here is six hundred yuan, take it back and use it to treat your father's illness!"
The little girl's eyes widened: "Six hundred?"
Yang Zhaozhao nodded, stuffed the money into the pocket, took the copper cup, put it in the space, and took off the scarf around her neck and wrapped it around the little girl's exposed neck, which was blue and purple from the cold.
"It's cold, go back early!" Yang Zhaozhao is not a heartless person. She will repay double for any treatment she receives.
When you see someone in need, you will feel compassion for them, and it’s okay to help them when you can.
She is not short of money now, but she is in debt.
The little girl was grateful and looked at Yang Zhaozhao with red eyes. The warmth on her neck made her know that winter is not only cold, but also warm: "Thank you, sister. You are a good person, and good people will be rewarded!"
Yang Zhaozhao smiled, watched the little girl leave, and wandered around the black market for a while. Unfortunately, she didn't gain anything, so she could only look in other black markets.
The black market at the air-raid shelter was open again. When Yang Zhaozhao showed up, someone recognized her and asked her if she still had a bicycle: "It's cold to ride a bicycle now!"
"It's cold to walk, it's better to have a car!" Industrial tickets are not easy to get, so they are very willing to buy bicycles without tickets.
Yang Zhaozhao smiled and said that she didn't have any at the moment. She was looking for antiques in the black market. She was almost sick of sniffing, but still didn't smell any antiques. Yang Zhaozhao was a little disappointed.
At this time, Wang Dajun came over and said, "Wait a minute, female comrade, I have something to tell you."
Yang Zhaozhao recognized the captured Wang Dajun and smiled: "What's the matter?"
"Are you still selling your bicycle?"
Seeing Yang Zhaozhao's vigilance, Wang Dajun said, "I see what you are looking for. You know I am most familiar with the black market. If you want something, I can ask for it for you."
Yang Zhaozhao raised her eyebrows. Why didn’t she think of finding an agent?
Before, I tried to find it myself, but I couldn't find it.
Wang Dajun must have his own connections to be able to take over this air-raid shelter and use it as a black market.
If you use it well...
Thinking of this, Yang Zhaozhao smiled: "Can you really ask me?"
"Of course you can. Can you please sell a few more of your bicycles in our black market?" Wang Dajun was thinking that the more things were bought on the black market, the more protection fees they would collect.
"Okay, but I'm afraid it may be hard for you to find what I want." Yang Zhaozhao was willing to find someone to run errands for her so that she wouldn't have to run around.
"As long as it exists in the world, I can find it. If it's hard to find, just look for it more!" Wang Dajun is also a straightforward person.
Yang Zhaozhao liked to chat with straightforward people. She said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Old things, do you have any?"
Wang Dajun's eyes flashed, and a confident smile appeared on his smart face: "Then you really found the right person. Not to mention old items, even underground ones, I have connections."
Yang Zhaozhao: “…”
Was I hit by a pie?
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