Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 55: 055: Telling the Lie (Second update, please follow up)

"Brother Yang, it's all thanks to you this time, thank you!" Tang Zhitong thanked Wan Xiangyang after walking out of Wanjia's house.

"You're welcome, I'm not impressed by you. But, next time you need money, remember to talk to me and I'll help you think of a solution. Don't think about a house. It's not easy to own a house." Wan Xiangyang He waved his hand to signal Tang Zhitong not to pay attention, but solemnly advised him.

"Brother Yang, don't worry, there won't be a next time!" Tang Zhitong nodded solemnly in agreement. This incident reminded him that not everyone has the spirit of contract, and there is no shortage of stumbling blocks in society.

"Okay, you haven't gone home since you came back from Quancheng, right? Go back and have a look early so that your family can rest assured." Wan Xiangyang patted Tang Zhitong on the shoulder and was about to say goodbye and go back.

"No, why should I express my opinion?" Tang Zhitong grabbed Wan Xiangyang and refused to let him go.

"We are not on this day. I was escorting you this afternoon. I was worried that your affairs would not be handled properly, so I mentioned it to my colleagues, but no one wanted to make things up. Now that your affairs are done, I will go to work and wait until I come back. Looking for a drink with you." Wan Xiangyang insisted.

"Sure, let's meet again in two days." Seeing Wan Xiangyang's firm attitude, Tang Zhitong nodded and agreed.

Tang Zhitong went directly to the postal and telecommunications escort office at the station and had no chance to take out his bicycle from the space. This time when he came to Xishicao, it was Wan Xiangyang who rode Tang Zhitong's bicycle.

Tang Zhitong declined Wan Xiangyang's suggestion to take him away by bicycle, saying that he would take the bus back and stand on Dongsi South Street watching Wan Xiangyang go south.

After bidding Wan Xiangyang farewell, Tang Zhitong turned around and looked north. Less than 100 meters to the north was the east entrance of Chunshu Hutong, which is also the home of classmate Xiao Wang.

Tang Zhitong felt strange for some reason. It turned out that the last time he came to Xishicao, he had been so close to classmate Xiao Wang.

Fate is really wonderful.

Find a nook and cranny with no one around, Tang Zhitong put the bicycle out and rode home slowly. Walk slowly and don't chase Wan Xiangyang, otherwise it will be difficult to explain the bicycle.

Riding to the Xihua Market, Tang Zhitong was busy reading the public chatter on the roadside. He got off the car and gave a call to classmate Xiao Wang.

"Classmate Xiao Wang, it's me." After hearing the familiar voice over there, Tang Zhitong said.

"Brother Eucalyptus, are you back?" Wang Jingwen felt something and asked.

"Well, I'm back. The journey has been pretty smooth. I'll let you know when I get back." Tang Zhitong reported that he was safe.

"Why didn't you say anything during the last call so I could pick you up?" Wang Jingwen complained a little.

"You are my creditor, and I'm afraid that you will collect debts, haha." Tang Zhitong joked and took the initiative to make an appointment: "Tomorrow is Sunday, and I think the weather is nice. Are you free? Let's go out and play?"

"Really? Where do you want to go?" Wang Jingwen was overjoyed.

"It's all up to you. We can go wherever you want." Tang Zhitong actually had no idea where to go. Based on his family level, he had never been to any place. Besides, this also depends on the preferences of classmate Xiao Wang.

"Then let's go skating! Brother Yuzi, can you skate?" Wang Jingwen thought for a moment and said.

"No, but it doesn't matter. I still have you, right? You teach me." Tang Zhitong didn't care what he played, but who he played with.

"Hmm... OK! Then I'll take you to the ice rink where there are fewer people." Although she couldn't see Tang Zhitong's expression, Wang Jingwen still felt shy for a moment and had a choice in the ice rink.

"Okay, it's all up to you. What time? Where will we meet?" Tang Zhitong readily agreed.

"Then 08:30, in front of the Youth Art Theater." Wang Jingwen set the time and place.After hanging up the phone, Tang Zhitong sighed that classmate Xiao Wang was thoughtful, and the meeting place for the first official date was the place where they met.

After returning home, Tang Zhitong was greeted by his mother's inquiries and self-blame.

"Euclidean, haven't you been hungry these days? After you left, I heard that you need national food stamps to eat out of town. You have to start from the food store, but I didn't think about it at the time." Zhang Guifang looked up and down, back and forth. My son, it’s okay, it’s okay, it looks fine, so I feel relieved.

"Mom, it's okay. I didn't expect this either, but that little Wang did. She was waiting for me at the train station that day and gave me some tickets." Tang Zhitong said truthfully.

"Xiao Wang? Is that the girl from last time?" Zhang Guifang asked in disbelief.

"Yes, her name is Wang Jingwen. We are dating, and her mother wants me to take the secondary school certificate..." If we don't talk about this today, we have to talk about it tomorrow, so it's better to explain it early.

"Oh, that's great, that's great!" Zhang Guifang didn't hear what Tang Zhitong said behind her, and was so happy that she was at a loss for words.

"You have fun first, I'll make some soy sauce and pickle some cucumbers." Tang Zhitong helped his mother sit down on a chair and let her slowly digest the news, while he carried the bucket to make soy sauce.

Tang Zhitong planned to make more cucumber pickles this time, and give some to Xiao Wang after they were pickled. Even Xiao Wang's family probably lacked off-season vegetables in winter.

Tang Zhitong first went to the grain store to buy ten kilograms of national grain stamps using a grain book and local grain stamps based on a letter of introduction, and then went back to buy soy sauce.

Tang Zhitong passed by a joint venture store but did not go in because many joint venture stores would secretly add water to soy sauce and vinegar...

When they arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, Tang Zhitong put the bucket on the counter and said he wanted fifteen kilograms of soy sauce. The counter sister was stunned for a moment, and only started to give him the pickles when she heard Tang Zhitong say pickles.

It’s not that the counter sister is inexperienced, but it’s rare for people to make so much soy sauce in the middle of winter. It’s usually in the fall when pickles come to make so many residents.

Tang Zhitong has his own plans. Soy sauce is not scarce now, and the quantity is not controlled, but next year it will be limited to unlimited quantities, and the quality will drop drastically.

I heard from the older generation that starting from next year, due to insufficient raw materials, production standards will be lowered. Soy sauce will degrade from pouring fermentation to salt-free fermentation. The raw materials will be reduced from soybeans to bean cakes. The fermentation period will be shortened from 30 days to 45 days. 7 days, 15 days...

That taste, can it be right?

In fact, it’s not soy sauce, vinegar, soybean paste, etc., which will all degrade.

For a foodie, this is unacceptable.Although there are some in the space, whether you can buy them now or not, after all, no one can say when normal production will resume.

When Tang Zhitong returned home from making soy sauce, he walked under the gate. The soy sauce in the bucket filled up some space, and he took out a bag of cucumbers from the space in his other hand.The cloth bag was modified from the package Xiao Wang used to send him clothes last time. Not to mention, it is very useful.

"Where did the cucumbers come from in this winter?" Zhang Guifang had accepted the news that she would have a good daughter-in-law in the future. She was happily tidying up the house and asked when she saw her son entering the house.

"Mom, please sit down." Tang Zhitong once again helped his mother to sit down on the chair, and said frankly: "I want to tell you something, please don't be angry."

"What's the matter? Just tell me." Zhang Guifang was a little confused, waiting for her son's next words.

"I said I needed money to do the work, but I was actually lying to you. I didn't spend a penny on the work."

　Can the monthly ticket still exceed [-] this month? o(╥﹏╥)o
　　
　
(End of this chapter)