As time went by, Wang Xiuer seldom came to the town. Usually it was her father who came. He would be gone for several days and would not bring anything when he came back. He would not allow them to go to see him.
The rumors in the village were very bad. Her mother was stopped when she wanted to go look for her. When she came back, she always made Lu Zhaodi laugh so hard that she couldn't stop.
Tian Xiaolan went in and looked around, trying to see if there was anyone selling toothbrushes and toothpaste. She had been using willow twigs to brush her teeth these days and was still not used to it.
After searching for a long time, she still couldn't find it. Instead, a girl selling goods followed her. She looked at Tian Xiaolan with disdain and said, "Even if you dig a hole in the ground, there's no money on it!"
Tian Xiaolan didn't argue with her about her service attitude: "I'm looking for a toothbrush and toothpaste, do you have them here?"
As of now, anyone who can get into this unit is very lucky. In their eyes, this position is stable. However, in the near future, there will be more supermarkets with different types of products, and state-owned grocery stores will face elimination. The iron rice bowl will no longer be iron, and many people will face a wave of unemployment, which is also an opportunity.
The saleswoman looked Tian Xiaolan up and down and said to her, "Of course we have it. Can you afford it?"
Tian Xiaolan took a look at what she was wearing. It was relatively clean, but it was normal for the pants to have a few patches. Nowadays, cloth could not be bought with money alone. You also needed cloth coupons, otherwise it would be useless.
Tian Xiaolan: "Take it out, I can afford it."
The saleswoman reluctantly pulled out a toothbrush and an aluminum box of toothpaste from the glass counter where she was standing, placing them on the counter. She shrieked, "The toothbrush is 24 cents, and the toothpaste is 36 cents. Which one do you want?"
She felt from the bottom of her heart that Tian Xiaolan couldn't afford it. Not to mention that her clothes were all patched, just look at her cuffs which were made of spliced fabrics of different colors. It's obvious that she was a rural person who was too poor to make clothes.
Tian Xiaolan saw that she was staring at her sleeves. It was just patchwork. It would be considered fashionable in modern times, but here it would be considered shabby. The trend of the times is a cycle.
"I want them all. Put them in first, and I'll pick some more to add to the list."
Tian Xiaolan was thinking about what else was missing at home, such as bath soap and laundry soap. She saw some matches and paper towels, so she took some and weighed some flour and candy.
The ticket seller saw that she took so many at once. The country people who came before didn't even dare to look at them, just to buy a box of matches.
But she still didn't believe that she could come up with that much, so she just waited for her to embarrass herself.
Tian Xiaolan looked at her standing there doing nothing. If theirs wasn't the only grocery store here, she wouldn't have come. "Hurry up and calculate the bill for me!"
With this attitude, their business will go bankrupt sooner or later.
The female salesperson took the items she bought and started to pay for them, looking at them and counting them with banknotes. Tian Xiaolan stood opposite her and watched her write.
One cannot help but doubt her ability to do math; it would be nice if she had a computer at this time.
It took several minutes to add up the numbers one by one. Tian Xiaolan even saw her counting on her fingers. She wanted to take the notebook and do the calculation herself.
But as soon as she moved a little, she would stare at her as if she were guarding against a thief. Tian Xiaolan simply kept an eye on her to prevent her from being distracted and making mistakes in her calculations.
After a long time, Tian Xiaolan was tired of watching, and she was finally about to finish the calculation. As she stared at it, Tian Xiaolan immediately pointed out the extra parts she had added.
The female salesperson's face suddenly turned as dark as a pond. How could she, a salesperson, be worse than a villager? She didn't believe it and added the part that Tian Xiaolan said was wrong again. If she was not wrong, she would see what would happen to her.
So she wrote out the equation again and counted on her fingers, and it turned out to be just as Tian Xiaolan said, she had added too much.
I didn't expect her to be so alert, but she wouldn't admit she was wrong. She was just a country girl who got lucky by accident, and she didn't believe she could have kept watching.
I corrected the mistakes and added the others, and it took a while to figure out everything.
There were two people looking after the grocery store. The one who did the accounting had asked for leave today, otherwise she wouldn't have spent so much time doing the accounting, making Tian Xiaolan laugh at her and hating her in her heart.
Finally, she finished the calculation and concluded that she did not have that much money. She did not know her own worth and wanted to learn to act like a rich man like others. Now she had to wait and see how stupid she would be when she could not come up with the money.
The saleswoman rolled her eyes. "It's two dollars and thirty-eight cents. Pay quickly."
The things she wanted had already been packed, and now she was just waiting for Tian Xiaolan to pay.
Tian Xiaolan saw the contempt in her eyes and was not angry at all. Instead, she found it amusing. She had seen the arrogance of city people. They held their necks so high, as if they really thought they were white swans.
Tian Xiaolan saw that she was dressed well and had powder on her face. It was obvious that she was not a worker. Maybe she was someone walking behind. Walking behind was a common thing in any era.
Tian Xiaolan slowly took out her newly received salary from her pocket, counted out a few bills and handed them to her.
Keep the change, please.
The saleswoman counted the money she gave her. It was two dollars and thirty-four cents. Two cents more was enough to send away a beggar! If she looked down on her, she wouldn't sell to her. Who knew if her money came from a clean source? If not, she didn't want to get involved in any scandal.
"Your money looks dirty. Take it away and I won't sell it to you!" The salesperson threw the money over and put the things on the counter back to their original places.
Seeing her like this, Tian Xiaolan shouted, "Who said my money is dirty? Where are you in charge? I want to ask you. You are doing business behind closed doors and looking down on country people!"
Even if her boss is not around, she can let the neighbors know what kind of person she is. She doesn't care how ugly her face is. It's better to make a big deal out of it and let the police see who is right.
Wang Xiuer picked up the money that fell on the ground, sorted it out and handed it to Tian Xiaolan, and asked worriedly: "Xiaolan, what should we do?"
This time they came to buy daily necessities, but she refused to sell them. There was only one such store in town, and she couldn't use the money she got, which made her a little frustrated.
"It's okay, just watch me."
What's more, she was deliberately targeting her. If she continued to endure, she might turn into a Ninja Turtle. She glared at her, grabbed her collar, and said, "Watch this."
When she went out, she would stop anyone who wanted to buy something at the grocery store and complain. Most of the people who came were persuaded to leave by her: "There is a black-hearted salesperson in this store. Not only does he overcharge you, he also refuses to accept RMB. You can't buy anything if you go there."
The clerk behind the counter had something choked up in his throat before he could even finish spitting it out when he saw the person leave.
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