Abandoned Women of the Age: Getting Rich by Spatial Warehouses

Chapter 171

"Hehe, you're not my partner. If you want someone to pay for you, hurry up and make a date."

One sentence successfully made Lu Jinzhong shut up, and he even thought sadly and indignantly in his heart, it's great to have a partner, and one day he will find a partner and come back.

Xiang Yisen glanced at the stamped ticket, and patted Lu Jinzhong on the head, "It's just five yuan. Since when did you like to care about everything like a woman?"

Lu Jinzhong covered his head, his face full of grievances, is this a matter of five yuan?
What he said was that she was treated differently!
Yu Qing ordered the two of them, "There is still an hour before the departure, which one of you will go back and get your things and check out?"

"Let's go together, what do you want?" Xiang Yisen asked.

In fact, it is enough to go back alone, but Lu Jinzhong's things are thrown around, and he is not used to helping others clean up, so Lu Jinzhong has to go back and clean up by himself.But if he doesn't go back to Lu Jinzhong, he doesn't mind a big man in Lu Jinzhong helping Yu Qing pack her things.

In the end, only the two of them are the most suitable to go back.

Yu Qing said: "My things are all packed, you just go back and bring the Oxford bag to my room."

"Okay, we'll be back soon, you go to the waiting room and wait for us, don't go too far. And don't talk to strangers, don't eat what strangers give you."

The train station is a place full of fish and dragons, and the population is highly mobile. Xiang Yisen is really worried about putting a beautiful girl in this kind of place.

"Brother Sen, let's go, with your wordy skills, we would have gone back and forth together." Lu Jinzhong heard this impatiently, when did his Brother Sen become so wordy?

After the two left, Yu Qing didn't go into the waiting room immediately, she went to the information desk and bought a map of Yangcheng.

There is no traffic map of the 90s in this era, so it would be nice to have a map, let alone the mobile phone navigation of later generations.

Not long after waiting in the waiting hall, Xiang Yisen came back with a group of people.

"Why are Qiao Daming and Chen Yuzhu here?" Yu Qing pulled Xiang Yisen down and asked in a low voice.

Xiang Yisen arranged for them to buy tickets, and then explained the reason, "The two of us went back to check out and just met them coming back from the outside. They knew we were going to Yangcheng to play, and they had to go with us if they said anything. I couldn't help but Allow?"

According to those two people, the main reason is that Yangcheng is not far from Yicheng, the train ticket is only a few yuan, and it takes at most a month's salary to play for a few days, and they think it is worth it.

Moreover, the two of them just talked about each other, and Qiao Daming didn't want to disappoint the girl, so they both came in the end.

All of a sudden, the original two-person tour in Yangcheng turned into a five-person group tour.

Lu Jinzhong ran over and said to the two of them, "Brother Sen, there are no seats left, they bought standing tickets."

"Standing tickets are just standing tickets. It's not too far away. Let's all switch seats when we get on the bus." Yu Qing thinks it doesn't matter much if you take a ticket near the station.

As soon as she got in the car, she knew that she had made a big mistake.

She ignored the speed of trains in this era. This time they took the green leather train, not to mention the slow speed, and it stopped at every small station.

Because the speed of the train is faster than that of the car, and the fare is lower, there will be some nearby passengers at the small stops along the way. Most of them are villagers from nearby villages, and they are carrying agricultural and sideline products to buy agricultural and sideline products in the towns along the way.

Crowded and crowded, people get on and off when they arrive at the station, and people get on and off when they get off. Anyway, the aisles of the carriages are full of baskets, snakeskin bags, chicken coops and duck coops.

Not to mention the dislike of rural people, Yu Qing has no regional discrimination, but this taste is really not flattering, let alone comrades who bought standing tickets.

There is not even a place to step down in the aisle, what should I do?
(End of this chapter)