Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1315 The Letter Yi Zhonghai Received (Edited)
"System, start today's sign-in."

"Ding, congratulations to the host, today's sign-in is successful! Get Daoxiang Village Ox Tongue Biscuits x10."

Zhang Yu blinked, looked at the extra tongue biscuits in the system space, and took out one out of curiosity.

I leaned over and smelled it, it tasted like pepper and salt.

Zhang Yu looked a little surprised, as he had eaten Daoxiangcun's pastries before.

Some were obtained by signing in, and some were bought by my aunt and her friends. I have never eaten tongue biscuits before.

It’s not that he has never come across it before. He had heard of Daoxiangcun’s tongue biscuits before, and his sister-in-law had also bought some.

It was just that by some strange coincidence I didn't get to eat it due to various reasons.

This time I saw the real thing.

Zhang Yu took out one and tasted it. It tasted really good, living up to the reputation of Daoxiangcun.

And compared to some sweet pastries, tongue biscuits with salt and pepper filling are more to his taste.

After eating half of the portion in one breath, Zhang Yu finally stopped eating.

Looking at the remaining tongue biscuits in the system space, Zhang Yu wanted to let his aunt and the others have a taste.

I just looked at the watch and it was already late. At this point, not to mention Daoxiangcun, the pastries in other places were almost sold out.

Wait until tomorrow. Tomorrow he will get up early and queue up at the entrance of Daoxiangcun.

The next morning, Zhang Yu got up early, ate a few bites, and ran to queue up at the entrance of Daoxiangcun.

At first he thought there would be a lot of people queuing, but after he got there he found that there were not as many as he thought.

After the door opened, it was soon his turn.

"Comrade, what do you want?" The salesperson's tone made Zhang Yu stunned for a moment.

It's not that it's abnormal, but it's too normal, which made him a little dazed.

After being accustomed to the loud voices of salesmen in this era and the phrase "What do you want?", Zhang Yu was a little uncomfortable when he heard such polite words at first.

He was about to curse himself for being a cheapskate, but the next second, the price of the pastries dispelled all his discomfort.

He also felt that given the price, the salesperson's service attitude should be better.

Zhang Yu: "Please weigh two kilograms of hawthorn pot cakes, two kilograms of jujube paste cakes, and two kilograms of walnut cakes for me."

Hearing Zhang Yu’s “big move”, the people standing behind him looked at him in surprise.

An old lady looked at him and asked enthusiastically, "Are you visiting relatives or doing something else? Why are you buying so much at once?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhang Yu's idea of ​​buying more was instantly cut short.

He forgot that this is not the future. In the future, let alone buying 6 or 10 kilograms of pastries, even if you buy 60 kilograms of pastries, as long as you can afford the money, no one will say anything.

Feeling the gazes on him, Zhang Yu smiled slightly and explained, "My relatives are coming from my hometown, so I bought them some specialties from Beijing City to bring back."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

"Oh, I was wondering why you bought so many cakes."

The old lady pointed at the walnut cakes on the counter and said, "This is delicious. I came here today to buy it."

Finally, under the enthusiastic recommendation of the old lady, Zhang Yu ordered another two kilograms of walnut cakes.

The salesperson packed all the cakes with a smile, and then said: "One catty of cakes costs 6 liang of grain coupons, and 4 catties of cakes cost 8 catties and 64 liang of grain coupons in total, and an additional yuan is needed..."

When this amount came out, Zhang Yu paused slightly when he took out the money, with a look of surprise on his face. Although it was his first time in Hua Village, he had bought pastries from other places, so it shouldn't be that expensive.

The salesperson seemed to be used to Zhang Yu's reaction. She explained, "Comrade, these are high-end pastries. They are more expensive than ordinary pastries."

When Zhang Yu heard the words "high-end dim sum", he finally remembered.

Because of the system, many of the daily necessities he used now were obtained by signing in to the system, so he hasn't gone out to buy things for a long time.

He almost forgot that it was the early 60s.

The impact of those three years is still there. There is a shortage of food and all kinds of supplies, so the prices of many things have increased.

These include industrial items such as bicycles, but also things like cakes.

High-end dim sum is one of them.

I just didn't expect the price to be so outrageous.

You have to know that in this era everyone's monthly salary is only 30 to 40 yuan, and some temporary workers or apprentices earn even less than that.

Of course, prices were also low in this era.

5 dollars is enough for a person to live for a month.

Not only does Daoxiangcun charge 6 taels of food coupons for a pound of pastries, but the price is also as high as 8 yuan. He just heard another salesperson helping someone check out and realized that the 8 yuan pastries are already the cheapest, and there are others that cost more than ten or dozens of yuan.

When Zhang Yu heard the price, his heart skipped a beat even though he had plenty of money.

This price is not less than that of later generations.

But can the prices at that time be compared with those in later times?

No wonder everyone had that expression on their faces when they saw him buying those cakes just now.

But this money is nothing to Zhang Yu.

After paying the money and the food coupons, he took the cakes and was about to turn around and leave when he saw another person in the queue next to him lavishly buying several cakes that cost dozens of yuan per pound.

Zhang Yu looked at the other party without blinking, spent more than 300 yuan, and then got into the car with the cakes.

However, it did help Zhang Yu a lot.

Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he noticed that those envious or jealous eyes were moving away from him.

I heard the child's dissatisfied voice coming from the car: "I don't want to eat such cakes, I don't want to eat such cakes! I want to eat cake, I want to eat cake!"

There was also the obvious sound of cakes being knocked over and falling to the ground, and a soft female voice: "Okay, okay, let's not eat cakes, let's eat cakes, let's eat cakes, mom will take you to buy cakes now, this one is also delicious, baby, can you try it? Just try one bite..."

However, the woman's gentle voice could not suppress the child at all.

The other person screamed loudly: "I don't want to eat these cakes, I want to eat cake, I want to eat cake!"

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble and let's go buy a cake."

"You bad woman, if you don't buy me a cake, I will go back and tell my father to divorce you and get you out of my house..."

The woman in the car seemed to be used to hearing this, and her tone didn't change at all: "Okay, okay, let's go buy the cake now, driver, drive!"

"Buy a cake, buy a cake! Go buy a cake!"

As the children cheered, the car window was opened a crack and half a package of broken cakes was thrown out.

The pastry fell to the ground and also fell into everyone's heart.

Seeing the car driving away, Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at the envious and even jealous eyes of the people around him. His heart froze. He seemed to suddenly understand something?
No wonder there were those 10 years.

In addition to some unexplainable reasons, I'm afraid this is also a reason.

Human heart?

In this age when everyone is hungry, there are still some people who can live so well.

Many people would never dare to think about buying pastries that they would not even buy the leftovers of, but they can buy a lot of them and throw them away if they don’t like their taste…

If this happens to anyone, they will inevitably feel a little unbalanced.

Even Zhang Yu, who knew that he was not short of money and that the treasures in the space were worth as much as some capitalists if converted into money, still felt a little uneasy after seeing the scene just now.

The old lady who had just spoken to Zhang Yu looked at the cakes thrown on the ground and crushed into mud by the wheels, and a look of heartache appeared on her face.

"What a sin! What a sin! This is food, how can we waste it like this!"

The old lady walked over, picked up a few cakes that were not crushed by the car, and blew the dust off the cakes with heartache.

"What a sin! Such a good cake is thrown away just like that, ah..."

Some people looked at the departing car with envy and said sarcastically, "They don't need these things. Didn't you hear them shouting? They want to eat cakes. They don't even like these cakes!"

Another person gnashed his teeth and said, "If it were you, I would overthrow these capitalists..."

"That's right, why can they eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks there, but we can't even get enough food? They must have taken all the food."

Several malicious voices were heard.

Zhang Yu looked up and, apart from those who had particularly strong reactions and eyes full of jealousy and hatred, although the others didn't say anything, it was obvious that their expressions were not very good either.

Looking at the indignation of the people present, Zhang Yu didn't know what expression to make for a moment.

I can only say that some people deserved the fate they suffered!
It’s just a pity for those other people who are kind-hearted.

Suddenly someone suggested: "Why don't we write a letter to ×× and overthrow these rich and heartless capitalists."

"Okay, okay, add me in!"

Looking at these people connecting together, Zhang Yu shook his head slightly and quietly left the crowd.

After leaving the crowd, he put most of the pastries he was carrying into the space, leaving only one bag in his hand.

He originally wanted to buy something else, but the scene just now disturbed his mind.

I really don't feel like that anymore.

After thinking about it, I decided to give up and go another time when I have time.

"Zhang Yu!"

A familiar voice sounded behind him, and Zhang Yu stopped involuntarily and turned around quickly.

In the sunshine, Wang Rui's figure looks particularly friendly.

His smile was as bright as ever, and he was walking towards her with big strides.

"Wang Rui!" A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Yu's eyes, and his voice unconsciously carried a hint of joy.

Since the college entrance examination, the two people's life trajectories seemed to have diverged quietly. They were each busy with different things and never met each other again.

They walked up to each other and smiled, and their tacit understanding and friendship were instantly rekindled.

Wang Rui patted Zhang Yu's shoulder gently, and asked with a hint of reproach but full of concern: "Zhang Yu, where have you been recently? I went to your house twice to look for you, but you were not there each time. The uncle who lives in the same courtyard with you said that you went to visit relatives."

Zhang Yu smiled even more when he heard this, and explained, "Hahaha, I'm sorry to have made you worry. I went to the Northeast to visit my grandma and her family. The old lady missed me, so she stayed a little longer."

"No wonder. I thought so. I looked for you twice but you weren't at home. I was worried that something had happened to you."

Wang Rui was relieved when he heard this, but then he changed into a mysterious look, "But speaking of which, I really have something to ask you this time."

Zhang Yu's curiosity was aroused. He blinked and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me about it."

Wang Rui looked around and made sure that there was no one around. He then whispered, "The man you asked me to keep an eye on, I ran into him when I went to the post office to mail something for my father. He took out a large package from the post office and told the person next to him that it was sent by a relative."

"Who?" Zhang Yu didn't react for a moment.

"That's the one called Jia Dongxu."

Zhang Yu: "Oh, you are talking about him, what happened to him?"

If Wang Rui hadn't mentioned it, Zhang Yu would have almost forgotten about it.

Because of Wang Rui's physical condition, Zhang Yu casually asked him to help look after the Jia family.

The reason why he forgot was because he was afraid of delaying Wang Rui's own business, so he specifically emphasized that he didn't need to keep an eye on the Jia family, and if he accidentally met them one day, he could take a closer look.

If not, forget it.

Zhang Yu had just discovered Wang Rui's physique at that time, and he simply wanted to give it a try.

I didn't expect it to be really useful.

However, when Jia Dongxu went to the post office to return a large package and a relative, how could he not remember any relatives in the Jia family, let alone the relative who sent him a large package?

No, it’s not that absolute.

Jia Dongxu's father does have several nephews.

But didn’t they have a quarrel over work a few years ago?

Apart from this, where did the Jia family’s relatives come from?
Wang Rui seemed to have thought of something, and said with some pride: "Not only did I see Jia Dongxu go to get something that day, I also saw an old man in their courtyard receive a letter."

Ever since his deskmate asked him for help, he has inquired in detail about what's happening in Jia Dongxu's courtyard.

After learning about the things that happened in Jia Dongxu's hospital, in addition to being enlightened and feeling that I had learned a lot, I also remembered those "celebrities" in their hospital.

It just so happened that day that his father had something to do and couldn't spare time, so he asked him to help mail a letter to his friend.

He was standing at the counter writing the address when Jia Dongxu walked in. He deliberately slowed down his writing speed just to see what Jia Dongxu was here for.

Wang Rui: "It's a pity that Jia Dongxu left so quickly that I didn't even see where the package was sent from."

Zhang Yu shook his head and comforted him, "It doesn't matter. Besides, it's not a big deal."

Zhang Yu was a little curious about who sent the package to Jia Dongxu, but he didn't care much.

"Although I didn't see where Jia Dongxu's package was sent from, I saw that the letter that an old man in their courtyard was holding was sent from Baoding."

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Yu seemed to have thought of something.

"Sent from Baoding?"

Wang Rui nodded: "Yes, it was sent from Baoding. I also asked my acquaintances for help. That old man basically sends letters from Baoding every month."

Zhang Yu blinked. The familiar place name Baoding reminded him of that person.

But is he really who he thinks he is?