Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 59, Isn't it still a supply and marketing cooperative for ordinary people?

Yang Xiaole naturally knew that no acquaintances could not buy fat meat.

But he still didn't give up.

Indeed, there are rules everywhere, but there is a limit to everything.

Give me at least a little bit of shit?

Thinking of this, he didn't get angry, and asked with a smile, "Uncle, are all sold out today?"

"All sold out!"

"What about tomorrow?"

"I don't know tomorrow!"

Hearing this, Yang Xiaole smiled; "That's fine, I'll come back at this point tomorrow, if there's no tomorrow, I'll be the day after tomorrow. Must there be?"

The man stopped cutting the meat for a moment and glanced at him.

Ignore him.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole continued: "I came here to line up before dawn. If I still can't buy it so early every day, I have to go to the director of the commune. Is this supply and marketing cooperative a common people's supply and marketing cooperative? They all go through the back door to get good things, this trend is not good!"

Looking into the eyes of the butcher seller after speaking, he quickly smiled and said, "Of course, I'm not talking about you, uncle, I'm talking about those who go through the back door."

The butcher looked at him and sneered: "Where is the gate of the commune! Do you want me to accompany you tomorrow?"

The commune doesn’t sell much pork in a day, only so much fat meat, whoever came here didn’t ask grandpa to sue grandma for a lot of polite words.

It depends on your mood.

Don't even look at who are the people who can get fat?

Can you scare a brat like you?
Yang Xiaole is not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet, the big deal is that he can't buy fatty meat, he still dare not not sell ordinary meat.

And after a while, the pork in the space will come out.

Then he said to him: "Well, I will write a letter in two days. I will not write in the county seat. I will write directly to the city. I see Director Zhang and Director Wang of our supply and marketing cooperative. How do you explain it? Ordinary people can't eat fat meat, they can eat fat meat."

These days, let alone writing to the city, even writing to the old man can be sent.

Whether to see it or not is another matter.

After all, people are busy!
The butcher was hesitant.

It's not that there are no such tigers these days.

But if someone really wrote a letter and was reported to be in the city, the director of the supply and marketing cooperative would also suffer, and it would be troublesome to change himself to another position.

But when he thought about what he said just now, he was ready to ignore him.

He still doesn't believe it.

"Okay, old Kang, just give him a little, as much as he wants, I'll give him my meat."

While thinking, the fish seller turned a corner and said with a smile.

Someone stepped down the steps, and Lao Kang pretended to mutter: "Are you sure you will give him your share?"

"Give it to him."

"Okay, Lao Li gave his share, and I'll give it to you. How much do you want?"

It's fine if someone gives the steps.

Yang Xiaole was also surprised for a while, how could this guy help him, is it because he sold fish that day?

probably not.

As for two people singing oboe, he didn't care, anyway, as long as he got the things.

"Hey, thank you! Give me 3 catties."

Just keep more than 1 catty as a spare. Anyway, I won’t go to the city for a short time, and I can get meat tickets when I go to the city.

While talking, he took out a cigarette and handed it over, "Come smoke a cigarette!"

If it was taken out before, it would be begging for help. If they don't give it, it would be a shame.

Now that the meat is in hand, this can only be considered polite.

Lao Kang glanced at Yan Xiao, and said with a smile: "Shout, big cock!"

This cigarette is relatively expensive among the free tickets.

For an old smoker like him, two packs of cigarettes a day cost six or seven yuan a month, and it hurts to smoke.

Then he took it with a smile, as if the unhappiness just now hadn't happened.

"Okay, I'll pick some fatter ones for you. But it's only 2 catties, and 3 catties is really nothing! Next time, come early next time, and I'll leave one for you."

Yang Xiaole thought for a while, then looked at the pig's large intestine beside him, "Alright, give me 4 catties of pig's large intestine."

One catty of meat ticket can buy 2 catties of pork liver, or 4 catties of pig large intestine.

This stuff works too.

Tickets were not required before last year, because there were a lot of pigs raised here. Since only 2 pigs were raised, tickets were also required.

老康闻言笑着答应了下来：“那行，大肠4毛5一斤，肋条8毛2一斤，一共3斤肉票，3块4毛4。”

After speaking, look at him.

Yang Xiaole naturally knew what it meant.

He took out 5 yuan and handed it to him.

"Get me some ribs for the rest."

There is no meat in this thing, but it is a good thing to make soup!

And no tickets.

"Okay, ribs cost 2 cents a catty."

After Lao Kang finished speaking, he quickly finished what he wanted.

Yang Xiaole took it with a cloth bag.

After saying thanks, he handed a cigarette to the fish seller and left.

After the people left, Lao Kang asked the fish seller: "What's the matter, Lao Zhao? Do you know him? I said that this kid is a tiger, and he threatened me when he came up. If it weren't for the fact that I have a hard time working now, you See if I don't cure him."

Old Zhao glanced at Yang Xiaole who had already left, lit a cigarette and said, "Okay, it's just a few catties of rib meat! You sell it to others, and you don't get any benefits. It's just more face. This kid said to send Believe me, I can really do it."

"Ah? What's going on?"

"I also heard from Gao Danian that this kid and his son are classmates, and an article was even published in the newspaper!"

"Ah, is it true or not? Tell me! What's going on?"

"Okay, let me tell you something, but you should also pay attention to your temper. Forgot what kind of exercise you did last year?..."

……

Yang Xiaole didn't know what the two of them said, if he knew, he would definitely blame Gao Danian for his insecure mouth.

In the dark, I came to the tofu shop.

Tofu must be made at night and sold in the morning, otherwise it will go rancid if it is too hot.

In the past, beans could be exchanged directly, with a one-to-one exchange ratio.

After asking, I can exchange money and tickets.

With 5 catties of tofu tickets and 3 cents, I bought 5 catties of tofu.

After leaving the tofu workshop, the sky was already slightly bright at this time, so I found a place to send things into the space and put them in the thatched hut.

The reason why I bought so many is to eat, and the other is to do an experiment to confirm my own ideas.

After finishing it, he walked towards the house.

When he got close to Zhuangzi, he quietly took out the package, and no one could see him because of the corn field.

Back home, everyone was busy there.

Yang Guangzhi and his eldest brother were arranging firewood, and there were several sacks in the main room.

Seeing him come back carrying things, his mother Wang Qiuju felt strange for a while: "Xiao Le, what are you resisting? Such a new bed sheet?"

When Yang Xiaole heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

new?

It is indeed newer than the one at home.

"This is what Hua Yourong gave, dad, it's the person we rescued that day, why don't you come over and have a look?"

Yang Xiaole shouted towards the door.

(End of this chapter)