passionate youth

Chapter 10 First Meeting Zhuang Zhenjun

What Zhuang Zhenjun said was too much hype.

Jiang Pingan was not in a hurry to agree, he was not sure if Zhuang Zhenjun was really a buyer.

It is true that buyers can certainly make bold transactions with confidence.

But if he is a private buyer pretending to be a buyer, Jiang Ping'an doesn't want to take risks for three melons and two dates.

"What else can you do to prove your identity?" Jiang Pingan interrupted Zhuang Zhenjun with a wave of his hand.

Zhuang Zhenjun was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and co-authored the conversation for a long time.

However, he was not angry either. There was a shortage of supplies these years, and the purchasers of various units racked their brains in order to obtain supplies.

"It really is!" Zhuang Zhenjun said with a smile: "This time I went to the countryside, I also brought my grain book and non-staple food book with me."

"In addition, there is a letter of introduction from our unit. You can also read it. It is absolutely genuine."

As he spoke, he took out various identification documents from the canvas satchel in his hand.

After Jiang Ping'an took them, he checked them one by one.

He secretly thought that this guy was reliable, he had everything ready, and he probably expected to meet a serious person like himself.

"Do you believe that I am a buyer now?" Zhuang Zhenjun asked with a smile, "Can you sell me eggs?"

Seeing Jiang Ping'an nodded slightly, Zhuang Zhenjun pointed to the alley and said, "My baskets and scales are over there, follow me."

As he said that, he was leading the way ahead, Jiang Pingan hesitated for a moment, and followed.

The two walked into the alley, Zhuang Zhenjun turned his head and smiled and said:
"Your Dongjiazhuang has a lot of good things, and you can stop a lot of goods by guarding outside the buying station."

Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you afraid that people from the buying station will beat you?"

"Don't be afraid, they will guard outside if they have the ability, each depends on his ability!" Zhuang Zhenjun shook his head.

"But obviously, they're used to farmers delivering goods to their door, and they can't suffer without us."

"It's winter, nestling in the station and warming up by the fire is definitely more comfortable than being outside in the wind and snow."

After walking along the alley for more than ten meters, there were two baskets on the side of the road, a pole leaning against the wall, and a Maza next to it.

Apparently, Zhuang Zhenjun is really here to guard the purchase station and collect wool.

Jiang Pingan took advantage of him bending over to weigh them, and with a thought, he took out sixty eggs from the space and put them in the back basket.

At the purchase price of one yuan and two, it is natural to sell more if it can be sold. It just so happens that Jiang Ping'an has a lot of daily necessities that he wants to buy.

When I looked at it in the morning, there were 38 eggs left in the space, but now the two chickens have laid a total of 44 eggs.

Take out sixty, and there are 22 left in it.

It is also convenient to put hay in the back basket in advance.

Jiang Ping'an was afraid of breaking the eggs that Jiang Dahai had shown before, so after Jiang Dahai finished watching them, he took them into the space.

Sixty eggs are only about six catties, which may not seem like much, but there are quite a lot of them.

After finishing it, Jiang Ping'an gently put the back basket on the ground, just as Zhuang Zhenjun took the scale and turned around.

Uncovering the tattered clothes covering it, Zhuang Zhenjun said cheerfully, "Not a lot, how many chickens does your family raise?"

"Two, but I don't own so many eggs alone. The villagers got together and asked me to sell them."

Jiang Pingan said with a smile, his heart moved, and he continued:
"Let's talk about it first. I'll sell you the eggs. I don't need a ticket. You can help me go to the supply and marketing agency to buy some things and come back."

"After all, I sold a lot of eggs this time compared to others. It is inconvenient for me to buy too many things with money."

"Okay, it's a trivial matter!" Zhuang Zhenjun nodded, agreed, hooked the scale hook on the back basket, and lifted the scale to weigh it.

"Look good, I'll try to keep the scale as gentle as possible so that you won't suffer." Zhuang Zhenjun turned sideways to show Jiang Ping'an the scale.

Jiang Pingan took a look and nodded silently.

Zhuang Zhenjun lifted the scale, slowly lowered the basket, then put the scale away, and picked up the eggs in the basket into the basket.

Jiang Ping'an was also helping, and quickly transferred all the eggs to the baskets.

Then, Zhuang Zhenjun weighed the basket, and after a moment of silent calculation, he said:

"It's exactly six catties. Your eggs are big, which is rare."

Generally speaking, there are twelve eggs per catty. Jiang Pingan's eggs are produced by chickens in the space, so they are naturally larger.

"I should give you seven yuan and twenty cents, and give you some tickets." Zhuang Zhenjun mused.

"But if you want me to go to the supply and marketing agency to buy things, I won't give you the money and tickets first. Tell me what you need to buy first!"

He knew that Jiang Ping'an was worried about shopping too much at one time, for fear of arousing suspicion.

But he is a buyer from the city, so he doesn't have so many worries.

"Matches, soap, salt, tooth powder, panacea, soy sauce, cigarettes, wine..." Jiang Ping'an thought about it.

The corner of Zhuang Zhenjun's mouth twitched, and he said, "I have all these tickets, the key is that you can't give so many tickets with so few eggs."

Fortunately for the previous few things, tickets for things like cigarettes and alcohol are extremely scarce.

Jiang Ping'an raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Don't blame me for killing you, even though you bought my eggs at a selling price of one yuan and two."

"But then again, what age is it now?"

"Even if you have a lot of money and tickets in your hand, you may not be able to buy so many eggs at one time elsewhere."

"Besides, if we have a happy transaction this time, we may not know when I will get you eggs again."

"Raw once, cooked twice, you will suffer a bit. Next time we have eggs in our village, how about I sell them to you?"

Zhuang Zhenjun thought for a while and said, "Don't think that I don't know that you are making cakes for me! Which production team in Dongjiazhuang are you from?"

"Hey! I'll bet if you believe me or not!" Jiang Pingan said with a smile.

"Don't talk about what's there and what's not. Go and help me buy things back. Now is the time for you to show your sincerity."

Zhuang Zhenjun gritted his teeth, nodded and said: "Okay! I think the little brother is a real person, and I would like to make friends with you."

He took out his notebook and prepared to record: "Tell me, what do you want to buy?"

"Ten boxes of matches." Jiang Ping'an replied.

Zhuang Zhenjun nodded and said, "Two cents a box, ten boxes two cents."

"Five catties of salt."

"Fifty-fifty a catty, seventy-five cents for five catties."

"Two bars of soap."

"Three cents and forty-one, two dollars and sixty-eight cents."

"One towel."

"Twenty-eight cents."

"Two boxes of panacea."

"A box for five cents, two boxes for a dime."

"A catty of loose wine."

"Five cents."

"One catty of soy sauce."

"Fourty cents."

"Three packs of economic cigarettes."

"Eighty cents for one, three for two dollars and four."

"Five cups of sunflower seeds."

"Two cents a cup, five cents a dime."

"A toothbrush and two packs of tooth powder."

"You are particular about people. Toothbrush costs [-] cents, tooth powder costs [-] cents a pack, and two packs cost [-] cents."

"Toilet paper... two catties."

"Twenty-six cents a catty, two catties fifty-two."

"..."

One read, one memorize, and quickly made up seven yuan and twenty cents.

Jiang Ping'an didn't keep his money either. Everything needs tickets these days.

"I'll help you look at the baskets and eggs, you go and buy them!"

"I can buy things for you, but you have to tell me which production team you belong to." Zhuang Zhenjun put away his notebook and said.

Jiang Pingan hesitated, and leaned forward to whisper a few words to him.

Zhuang Zhenjun nodded silently and said, "All right, no matter what you say is true or not, I will take it seriously!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up Jiang Ping'an's pannier and went to the supply and marketing cooperative to help Jiang Ping'an with shopping.

(End of this chapter)