The things in the supply and marketing cooperative really don't change all year round. They only sell the same few kinds of things. Chu Tian looked around and had no desire to buy anything until he passed by the kitchenware counter. Chu Tian's eyes lit up, and he pointed at the counter and shouted.
"Hello comrade, how much is this kettle?"
Arriving late, the saleswoman, who was about to roll her eyes, looked up and saw that Chu Tian looked very familiar. However, she couldn't remember who he was for a while. However, her tone was much calmer. "This kettle is new. It costs eight yuan each, and you need five industrial tickets."
"Ah? Okay, I'll buy it next time..."
Chu Tian thought about the tickets he had on him and found that he didn't have enough industrial tickets. It seemed that he only had three. He was very disappointed...
According to the saleswoman's usual habit, if she heard that someone couldn't afford the product, she would say a few words and then turn around and ignore the other person. But for some reason, when she saw Chu Tian, she didn't dare to treat him like that. Instead, she asked tentatively.
"Brother, we have a defective product in the warehouse. The handle is broken, but if you fix it yourself it should still be usable. Best of all, it's cheap and you don't need a ticket. Do you want it?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Tian recalled his childhood at his grandmother's house. He saw an old antique kettle without a handle, so his grandmother used several pieces of wire wrapped together and fixed it to the kettle to use as a handle. It was still very useful, so he asked tentatively.
"Can I see it?"
The saleswoman smiled and nodded, "Of course, wait for me to get it..."
Soon, the kettle was brought. Chu Tian took it and looked it up and down. He found that the kettle body was intact and the handle was not broken as the saleswoman said. In fact, it was still usable. It was just that the wooden handle was a little cracked. He could go back and find something to tie it up and it would still be usable...
"How do you sell it?"
Seeing that Chu Tian really wanted it, the saleswoman smiled and said, "Now you don't need a ticket, it's only four dollars."
Chu Tian was surprised, "Four dollars?"
The saleswoman thought Chu Tian thought it was too expensive, so she hurriedly explained, "Brother, four dollars is really not expensive. Before the New Year, we sold defective products like this for five dollars. Now it's one dollar cheaper, and it looks much better than the ones we sold before the New Year..."
"Okay, then I'm going to..."
As he said that, Chu Tian took out five dollars from his pocket and handed it to the saleswoman. He had just asked in return that he just thought it was cheap and not expensive. After all, there was only a small crack on the handle and the pot body was intact. He didn't expect to be misunderstood by the saleswoman.
He actually knew this older woman. She was the one who had a very bad attitude when he first came to the supply and marketing cooperative. He seemed to have even scolded her at that time. But judging from the situation, this older woman didn't recognize him.
The salesperson handed Chu Tian the change. "Brother, what else do you want?"
Chu Tian looked around and finally saw the bamboo steamer on the shelf. Thinking about whether the one he used at home was a steaming grate placed inside a pot or he had taken it from the kitchen of the old house before, and he didn't know how long it had been used, he said, "Can this be used to steam buns in an iron pot?"
The salesperson glanced back and nodded, "Yes, this comes in large and small sizes. What size do you want?"
Chu Tian didn't understand either, so he just said, "My iron pot is medium-sized."
The salesperson took out a medium-sized one and asked, "How many do you want?"
Chu Tian was stunned, "What do you mean?"
The salesperson patiently explained, "These steamers can be stacked and used at the same time. If you have a large family, you can buy a few more."
Chu Tian thought for a moment and held up three fingers, saying, "I want three first. Are they the ones with lids?"
The salesperson was getting a steamer for Chu Tian. Hearing this, he said without turning his head, "There's only one. If you want more, you have to pay for it."
Chu Tian, "Let's do this for now! How much is it in total?"
The saleswoman said, "Steamers are cheap, and you don't need any tickets. One is only 30 cents, and three are 90 cents."
What I didn't say is that 90 cents is not cheap. Many people use homemade steaming grates, and few people buy steamer baskets. They are almost getting hairy...
Finally, Chu Tian bought another hundred of those plastic packaging bags, carried a defective kettle, three steamers, two pig's trotters from the space, about two pounds of pork, two pounds of soybeans, red dates, longan, wolfberry, a bag of baby milk powder in the packaging bags, and some apples, bananas, oranges and other things, and then walked back.
In fact, he wanted to take out two more old hens, but unfortunately it was already late March and there was no air conditioning. Even though the burrow was cool, he was afraid that they would go bad.
When Chu Tian delivered the bicycle to Captain Sun's house, no one was home yet. They were all still working in the fields and had not returned yet. After thinking about it, he rode his bicycle back to the educated youth site, unloaded all the things and handed them to Yao Xiuli, washed his face and hands, and prepared to go see Yao Xiujuan and the child.
"Brother-in-law, do you want to stew both pig's trotters?"
Chu Tian said without even turning his head, "Stew them all. Didn't I bring back some soybeans? Stew them together with the soybeans..."
Chu Tian carefully approached the kang and saw that Yao Xiujuan was still sleeping, but her complexion seemed to be a little better than when she had just given birth. He turned around and asked quietly, "Xiu Li, has your elder sister been sleeping all this time?"
Yao Xiuli poked her head into the inner room and whispered, "I woke up once, drank some water, and fell asleep again..."
After a pause, he continued, "By the way, brother-in-law, Wu Ya has been picked up by Sister Meiling every morning these days. Do you want to bring her back now?"
Chu Tian thought for a moment and said, "No, I'm going to deliver a bicycle to the captain later, and I'll bring Wu Ya back with me when I get there."
Yao Xiuli said "Oh" and retracted her head to pick up the pig's trotter in her hand.
Chu Tian approached his son who was wrapped in swaddling clothes on the kang, and was about to touch his little face quietly, but the little guy's eyes suddenly opened. Chu Tian was surprised and said "Ah" softly, and saw the little guy pouting and about to cry. Chu Tian was shocked and was at a loss when Yao Xiujuan woke up as if by telepathy.
When Yao Xiujuan opened her eyes, she saw Chu Tian leaning against her and asked in a hoarse voice, "Brother Tian, what are you doing..."
Before she could finish her words, her son beside her seemed to know that his mother had woken up. His expression, which was about to cry, changed in an instant. He opened his mouth and cried "wow".
Chu Tian was panicking, panicking, and was so frightened that he didn't know what to do. "Xiujuan, he, he is crying..."
Yao Xiujuan smiled and turned sideways to pat her son gently, saying softly, "Son, be good and don't cry. This is your father, not a bad man. Mother will feed you first..."
As he lifted the corner of the quilt and was about to lift his shirt, Chu Tian got up in a hurry and turned around and said, "Xiu, Xiujuan, you feed your son first, I'll go get Wu Ya back..."
After saying that, he fled in panic. When passing by the outer room, he did not forget to take away two apples and put them in his arms.
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