Old Master Wen frowned, looking very disappointed with his son: "Look at you, such an inconsiderate old man! No wonder you still can't find a wife at your age!"
Wen·Can't find a wife·Yan Qing: "…………"
Seeing him like that, Mr. Wen Zha Xiaodao was so angry that he yelled, "How dare you eat here? Hurry up and take the candy from home and give it to the girl!"
Wen Yanqing quickly put down his chopsticks, and Uncle Lin beside him immediately stood up to get him the White Rabbit milk candies and snacks that other people's families had given to him on his last birthday.
Wen Yanqing picked up her things and was about to go out when she suddenly saw the sauerkraut fish bowl on the table.
"Uncle Lin, please put the pickled fish in another bowl. I'll wash this one and return it to her."
Old Master Wen was once again ruthless: "You say you're so smart at studying, but why are you so slow when it comes to chasing girls? Why are you in such a hurry to return this pot? Leave it at home so you have an excuse to go after her next time!"
Wen Yanqing was stunned. How could this be possible?
It turns out that old ginger is still spicy.
Old Master Wen looked as if he couldn't bear to watch. He waved his hands in disgust and said, "Why are you still standing there? Hurry and leave!"
Wen Yanqing didn't insist and rode away on his bike.
Old Master Wen tutted, "At my age, I still have to worry about him every day. How can he have the nerve to blame me for eating his fish? Come to think of it, Yan Qing really doesn't look like me at all. When I was pursuing his grandmother, I was so brave!"
Uncle Lin pursed his lips and said nothing.
He remembered what his father had said. When the leader saw the old lady, he was stunned. He was so nervous that he stuttered and walked with his hands and feet trembling. The old lady thought the leader was a fool.
Old Master Wen said, "Xiao Lin, take out two pieces of mung bean cakes. You and Yan Qing can each have one. Take the rest to my room. I'm old and I like to eat soft things. If Yan Qing asks about it later, just say you ate them all. Don't complain!"
Uncle Lin: “…” I’m old too.
Why is he always the one to take the blame?
Leader, you shouldn't be so shameless!
Wen Yanqing chased after him on his bicycle, but Jiang Yu had already left by car.
He remembered that she had mentioned cooking near the state-owned restaurant, so he kicked his feet and headed towards the restaurant.
Jiang Yu went back to Wang Xiuying's house to take the mung bean cake that she had left with her. Then, seeing that it was still early, she did not return to Anqing County, but instead planned to go to the black market to find out more.
Prices were low those days, and it was still the early stages of reform and opening up. Economic development was slow, and supplies were relatively scarce. Even many things required tickets to buy.
For example, rice, flour, and pastries all require food coupons to purchase. Sometimes, even with food coupons, you may not be able to buy them. If you want to buy the items you want, you need to go to the black market.
Because many people would take their surplus food and receipts to the black market to trade, Jiang Yu wanted to go and take a look. Firstly, he wanted to see if he could buy food or food coupons that did not require food coupons. Second, he wanted to see if there were other ways to make money. Thirdly, he wanted to try his luck with mung bean cakes and at least make some money.
She asked Wang Xiuying about the location of the black market.
Wang Xiuying was surprised that she asked about the location of the black market, but she did not ask any further questions. She just told her the location and things to pay attention to.
After thanking Wang Xiuying, she carried the mung bean cake and went to Xishui Street.
Arriving at Xishui Street, Jiang Yu finally understood why the black market was set up in this place.
Xishui Street is located in a secluded area, and there are many small paths leading to all directions. Once someone comes to catch us, we can escape through these small paths and avoid being caught in one fell swoop.
However, the location of the black market is not fixed. Once discovered by the public security bureau, the traffickers will give up and look for other places. It is very mobile.
Unfortunately, the black market is busiest at dawn. It is already noon now, and many people have sold their things and gone home.
Jiang Yu only found some cooking seasonings and food coupons, and nothing else. She was a little disappointed. In addition, she was exposed to the scorching sun and felt a little dehydrated. So she pressed down the straw hat she borrowed from Wang Xiuying and found a place to stand, drink some water and take a break.
A few minutes later, a middle-aged man hurried over and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, do you have any snacks or cakes for sale? Any cakes will do."
After asking several people, everyone said no, and the middle-aged man was so anxious that he broke out in a sweat.
Seeing that he was dressed neatly and had the air of a scholar, Jiang Yu guessed that he must be working in an office.
She walked over and asked, "Comrade, why are you buying cakes?"
The middle-aged man showed a hint of shyness on his face: "My wife is pregnant and can't eat anything. I suddenly want to eat some snacks and cakes. I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy them but couldn't find any, so I wanted to come here to look for them."
The couple had been childless for many years, but unexpectedly the daughter-in-law suddenly became pregnant last month. They were very happy.
But the morning sickness and loss of appetite that followed also made him very worried and anxious.
Jiang Yu thought about it and realized that he still had five pounds of mung bean cakes, and he could sell three pounds. So he said, "I have three pounds of mung bean cakes here. I just made them this morning. Do you want some?"
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up and he nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, how much do you want for it?"
Jiang Yu did some calculations in his mind and said, "Ninety cents a pound. If you have a ticket, it'll be eighty cents a pound."
Although the middle-aged man thought it was a bit expensive, he had no choice but to accept it for his wife's sake: "I'll buy it. I want two kilograms. I also brought the ticket. What kind of ticket do you want?"
Jiang Yu said, "Any ticket will do."
The middle-aged man took out some money and two industrial tickets and handed them over. Jiang Yu gave him two kilograms of mung bean cake.
The middle-aged man held the mung bean cake and smelled the fresh fragrance of mung beans. He subconsciously broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth.
It is soft, glutinous and sweet, and tastes better than any mung bean cake I have ever eaten.
The middle-aged man quickly changed his tone: "I want the remaining pound too."
Before Jiang Yu could even say hello, someone shouted, "Everyone run! The police are here!"
Oh my god!
Isn't this too un-You?
This is my first time in the black market and I encountered such bad luck!
She turned around and slid down the path.
After running a short distance, she looked back and saw that the middle-aged man she was buying things with was still standing there in a daze, his face pale with fear.
"Comrade, why are you still standing there? Run!"
The middle-aged man finally came to his senses and ran towards her.
Jiang Yu almost fainted.
There are so many options, why do you choose to follow her?
I was speechless.
But she had no time to waste at the moment, so she could only slowly adjust her state and run.
Just as she was about to run out of the alley, a bicycle suddenly caught up with her from behind, then braked suddenly and stopped in front of her, blocking her way.
Jiang Yu's heart was pounding, and she thought it was all over, she was really going to be finished this time!
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