Rebirth with Space Materials: Little Cannon Fodder Awakens

Chapter 227 Buying a Pen and Touching Porcelain

Chapter 227 Buying a Pen and Touching Porcelain
Seven or eight minutes later, they came to the department store, only then did they realize that the counter selling pens was on the second floor, and they needed to walk up the stairs to get to the second floor.

It would be fine if the stairs were spacious, they could carry Li Qingyu up to the second floor, but the stairs can only accommodate two people up side by side at most, which means they can't carry Li Qingyu up the stairs, which is a bit Difficult.

"Go up, I'll wait for you downstairs." Li Qingyu glanced at the second floor, and said directly to Wang Jiajia and Shi Qinghuan.

"Brother Qingyu..."

"I'm fine, but you can only buy the pen for me."

"Okay, I will definitely help you choose the best pen."

"I believe in you, let's go."

Wang Jiajia nodded after hearing Li Qingyu's words, and then she and Shi Qinghuan walked towards the second floor.

When they went up to the second floor, they walked directly to the counter selling pens.

"Comrade, which pen is the best?" Wang Jiajia asked the salesperson when she walked to the counter where the pens were sold.

"Hero and Pike are both good, but Pike is a few yuan more expensive than Hero, so I suggest you buy Hero."

When Wang Jiajia heard the salesperson's words, she couldn't make up her mind immediately, because she wanted to buy the best pen for Li Qingyu, but she was also afraid that Li Qingyu would dislike her for spending money if she bought Parker's pen.

So she asked Shi Qinghuan, "Huanhuan, which pen do you think I should buy?"

"Heroic, cost-effective."

"Okay, then I want a Hero brand pen."

After hearing what Wang Jiajia said, the salesperson took out a Hero brand fountain pen from the counter, and asked Wang Jiajia, "Do you want ink?"

"Bring me a bottle."

"Okay." After finishing speaking, the salesman took out a bottle of ink, and said to Wang Jiajia, "It's three yuan and fifty cents."

After Wang Jiajia heard the price mentioned by the salesperson, she took out three and five yuan from her bag and handed it to the salesperson, and then took the pen and ink from the salesperson.

Seeing that Wang Jiajia had bought the pen, Shi Qinghuan looked at the salesperson and said, "Comrade, do you have letter paper for sale?"

"Yes, how many copies do you want?"

"Bring me five."

After hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, the salesperson took out five letter papers from the counter and handed them to Shi Qinghuan, and then said to Shi Qinghuan, "It's one yuan in total."

"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, she paid the money quickly, then she took the letter paper from the salesperson, and walked downstairs with Wang Jiajia.

When they came to the accident on the first floor, they saw a group of people surrounding Li Qingyu, and they immediately had a bad feeling in their hearts, so they immediately squeezed into the crowd.

When they squeezed into the innermost part of the crowd, they saw a five or sixty-year-old lady sitting on the ground crying, so Shi Qinghuan asked Li Qingyu, who had an indifferent face, "What's going on?"

"She took the initiative to bump into my wheelchair and asked me to lose money. I disagreed, so she started to play tricks."

After listening to Li Qingyu's words, Shi Qinghuan understood what was going on. It turned out that Li Qingyu was touched by someone, but she didn't expect that people would touch porcelain in this era. It seems that there is no shortage of such things at any time. Humanoid.

But this old lady is considered unlucky to meet her today, because before she was reborn, she had learned how to deal with people who were touched, in order to prevent herself from being beaten successfully.

So she said to Li Qingyu: "Leave it to me, you and Jiajia should keep quiet."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)

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