Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Chapter 852 Don't Arrange My Life 41
Judging from He Xiaoman's inexperienced experience in appraising treasures, that fan should be the most valuable, after all, it's not a good thing, and those people will stamp it like crazy?

For example, a certain Long Ye who must write inscriptions when traveling in mountains and seal them when collecting.

This unspeakable emperor used the above two methods to inhumanely destroy many famous mountains, rivers and cultural relics.

I don't know if it's because this is just a derivative festival or because He Xiaoman's knowledge of writing is too low, she doesn't recognize any of those seals.

The price given by the trading mall is exceptionally beautiful, 202 points!

When she officially moved into His Universe from Huaishu Castle, the exchange rate between points and currency was 1:100000, so this fan was worth tens of millions in her original world!

Of course, if she sells it now, no one will buy it for about tens of dollars.

This has nothing to do with the price of goods at this time, but has to do with rigid demand. As written in some chicken soup articles, a gold ingot may not necessarily buy a life-saving steamed bun when you are hungry.

He Xiaoman sighed, if only the exchange rate between Huaishu Castle and His universe could be applied to all kinds of worlds.

Then she would be a rich woman with more than 2000 million in this festival world.

In this era when pork costs about one yuan a catty, the money feels like enough to buy a palace.

How about we also go to Jinglitun Liangsiheyuan, and then wait for the house price to go up to the sky, shoulder to shoulder with the sun?
Forget it anyway, considering the personality of the host family, having so much money might lead to death instead.

In the blink of an eye, at the end of September, Ju Aihong's food relationship was transferred to Sansan Paozi County Towel Factory to become a glorious full-time employee.

Before leaving, she gave He Xiaoman a beige wool scarf and ten packs of Phoenix brand hair shampoo called "One Sight".

Everyone snatched it up with just one glance, which shows how hard this shampoo is to get. Although it may be worthless in He Xiaoman's eyes, in this world, these ten packs of shampoo can definitely kill any luxury in the future. Branded toiletries as this is not something money can buy.

This is Ju Aihong's way of thanking He Xiaoman for her "life-saving grace", because she used motherwort to soak her feet for more than 20 days, and then her aunt visited again, and she only felt a little bit of falling pain.

"Every time the pain makes my eyes go black, I want to die, so you are my savior. If you have anything to do in the future, you can go to the work unit to find me, and I will call you when I settle down."

Naturally, the city has been powered on for a long time, the commune also has electricity, and several team headquarters with particularly good conditions, such as the Twenty Paozi Brigade, have also started to supply electricity.

"Okay." He Xiaoman happily accepted the scarf, and pushed the shampoo powder back to Ju Aihong: "I have homemade shampoo soap, which is very difficult to get, you can keep it for yourself."

Ju Aihong didn't force it anymore, neither of them is the kind of person who likes to play fake diplomacy.

Except for Chu Yunhao, almost everyone in the youth spot looked at Ju Aihong with envious and jealous eyes.

They came late and left early, and they struggled for several years and couldn't be transferred. They only stayed for a month and became working class.

In an instant, everyone in the youth spot felt the difference in the world.

Ju Aihong is reticent, has a stubborn temper, and is not very popular among young people, but when she is about to leave the Shangxi brigade, she does not know who suggested that they jointly fund a farewell banquet for Ju Aihong.

"Hey, it's just that I saw someone enter the towel factory, and I wanted to curry favor with them as a worker, and I started dreaming before dark."

Liu Yun curled her lips and rolled her eyes, seeming to be annoyed even by the two small ears beside her ears, but she still didn't refuse the [-] cents shared fee per person.

Ye Lanzhi suggested to buy some light drink, parting, without wine how can it look sad and make people look forward to the renewing fate?

It's a pity that the food and drink are available, and Ju Aihong left long ago.

"If you are not familiar with me, you don't have to send them off."

Sitting in the cool sidecar of a three-wheeled motorcycle, Ju Aihong squeezed out six one-dollar banknotes from her wallet and handed them to He Xiaoman: "Help me and return them to everyone."

The evening wind in early autumn blew Ju Aihong's hair, and in the setting sun, the crooked peach and the little pooch followed the side three rounds, bouncing and drifting away.

Only then did He Xiaoman realize that Ju Aihong is actually quite cute.

Strictly speaking, the members of the Shangxi brigade are somewhat xenophobic.

The same goes for the educated youths of the Shangxi brigade.

The two sides each stick to their own three views, forming two worlds that are not contradictory but incompatible. There are no vigorous chemical reactions like those in those era novels. At most, two educated youths married locals. The villagers, and then "exchange" some food such as eggs and vegetables with each other, and... some thorns once stole chickens or eggs from the members' homes.

Therefore, the members don't pay attention to who comes and who goes.

Even if she is Ju Aihong.

He Xiaoman encountered another problem when he sent the money back to Youth Point.

Many things have already been bought, and they cannot be stored at all, and naturally it is impossible to return them. Daheshe, where salesmen often beat customers, does not accept returns and exchanges.

Some people complained that Ju Aihong didn't know good and evil, and everyone worked hard and paid for her, but she just left.

"I look down on us poor people. I'm afraid we'll go to the working class in the future, so I don't even bother to have a farewell meal with us. After all, we are not of the same class." Some people were angry.

So many people suggested that they bought things anyway, why not just eat them, among them, Cen Junjie and Ye Lanzhi made the most fun, and Ye Lanzhi even opened two bottles of Xiao Shao directly.

Liu Yun rolled her eyes, and stretched out her hand to snatch the six yuan from He Xiaoman's hand: "In this case, then we all treat it as a dinner ordered by the young people. It was originally bought with money by everyone, so it should be given to us. .”

He Xiaoman shrank back an inch when she barely touched the money, and Liu Yun's hand was empty.

"What do you mean? It's not your money. Originally, this is what Ju Zhiqing wanted to return to everyone!" He could have a free meal and get back his own [-] cents. Liu Yun's abacus was crackling, unexpectedly. When Tao Xiaozhen came to this move, he immediately shouted in a sharp voice.

"It's not my money, but it's not your money either."

He Xiaoman pouted towards the food and wine, "That's your money."

Six dollars, the strong guy from the Shangxi brigade worked hard all day, got up early and worked late, why did he give you the money that can only be earned in a month?
Neither He Xiaoman nor Ju Aihong cares about money, but the attitude of most educated youths who "don't get what they want, don't take advantage of it if they get it" makes He Xiaoman feel very uncomfortable.

Because Ju Aihong was her only friend at the Youth Point.

The most important ones are Ye Lanzhi and Cen Junjie, they have never been such active people, and today they are a bit abnormal.

Many people began to complain about He Xiaoman's meddling: "You didn't take the money, and we didn't eat your food. Anyway, Ju Aihong won't come back. It's none of your business whether we like to eat or not?"

"Ju Aihong handed over the money to me, and I will be responsible for spending it clearly."

(End of this chapter)