Mr. Bao and his son: Only use Stankang for hair oil

Chapter 75 I will be the master
When the Bao family walked to the commercial area of ​​the city, it was still morning time, the sun was halfway up in the sky, and the sunlight was not strong.

Now Bao Guowei doesn't know the specific point. After getting the money from Chu Ze, he must get a watch - and he must change old Bao into good clothes.

If there is no watch, firstly, it is not convenient to tell the time. Secondly, in addition to being used to tell the time, the watch also serves as a decoration and a symbol of identity and status.

A good suit of clothes costs 30 to [-] yuan, but a good watch is different...

During the Republic of China, watches were basically imported products, that is, goods imported from foreign countries. They were positioned as high-end luxury goods and were very expensive. Even the most common mechanical watch cost more than five silver dollars.

And the price gap between watches is much larger than that between oils:
Although the price difference between "Si Dankang" and "Shuangmei Brand" can be seven or eight times different, it is nothing more than an extra two yuan. For watches, the difference is often several hundred yuan, which is enough to buy a house.

Especially the price of Swiss watches can even be sold for thousands of dollars, which is used to support the wealthy who have too much money to show off.

……

Lao Bao came to this street again, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. He looked at the tall and luxurious shops on the street, and neatly dressed people walked by one by one, discussing very powerful topics.

This made him a little nervous.

Especially when seeing the young people here, Lao Bao always feels a little scared, fearing that a classmate of Bao Guowei will pop up and point at him - you must be Bao Guowei's father!Look at that hunchback!Why is there still a torn cotton shirt hidden inside?

When he thought of this scene, Lao Bao felt as if he had been struck by a whip, and the back of his neck felt cold, so he quickly urged Bao Guowei:

"Guowei, which store should I buy this... book from?"

"There is a New Culture Book Club next to the school. It has a bunch of practical books. Just go there and buy them."

There are not many bookstores where you can buy chemistry books. Fortunately, Bao Guowei was prepared.

"New Culture Society" is the designated bookstore of the New School School, and it is promoted by the teacher himself. It still continues the habit of bringing your student ID to get discounts, but you can only get a [-]% discount.

I just don’t know if the teachers received kickbacks?
I walked according to the location mentioned by the teacher, and sure enough, there was indeed a bookstore a few hundred steps west of Xuetang North Avenue.

The location is very conspicuous, with the black top sign written in white cursive writing, which is "New Culture Book Club".

The bookstore is a two-story building, about five meters high. It is a rare wooden building in the center of the city. It is built in the shape of an attic, giving it an antique feel.

As soon as you enter the door, you can smell the aroma of books. There are several rows of bookcases inside, and there are a few fashionably dressed customers selecting books inside.

The shop owner is about fifty years old, with white hair. He is an old scholar-like figure with some pockmarks on his face. He also wears round glasses. He is sitting on a stool inside the wooden counter next to the door, reading a book.

When he saw someone coming in, he took a quick look: one was well-dressed, well-dressed, and looked a bit aristocratic at first glance, and the other was hunched over, presumably an old housekeeper.

The strange thing was that the two people had similar looks between their eyebrows, but since he was sure that he was a rich man, the shopkeeper lowered his head again, opened the next page of the book and continued reading.

If both Lao Bao and Xiao Bao wore these tattered cotton clothes, it would probably be difficult for them to get in. Even if they did, they would be stared at like thieves.

……

Literature and science books are stored in different categories in the bookstore. The first floor is very large, about seventy or eighty square meters, with four or five rows of bookcases filled with books of various colors.

Bao Guowei looked around for a while and found that most of them were Neo-Confucian books, but there were also literary and artistic works such as novels and short stories mixed in.

After finding out the area of ​​chemistry books, Bao Guowei wandered around and selected, and Lao Bao followed behind, acting a little reserved, like a thief.

When Lao Bao looked at these books, he felt that they were much more numerous than the young master of the Qin family's study.He carefully took down a book, opened a page and read:

This time I can't understand at all, what kind of sexual gas is this?It seems that Mr. Qin's private school taught him that the word "lazy" is probably lazy, but how can the air be lazy?

So Lao Bao carefully put the book back on the bookshelf and continued to follow Bao Guowei.

After some selection, Bao Guowei selected four or five books including "New Theory of Organic Chemistry", "New Theory of Inorganic Chemistry", and "General Theory of Chemistry". However, he also noticed that half of the chemistry books in the library were from Japan. Press.

But when we consider that Suzhou is now a treaty port for the Oriental people, it makes sense: there are many people from the Orient, so it is natural that local books can easily be brought and translated into volumes.

"steamed stuffed bun!"

Bao Guowei was flipping through books when he suddenly heard someone behind him calling his name and being lightly tapped on the shoulder.

This voice was somewhat familiar, and when I looked around, I saw that it was my classmate Xu Weiye, who still had the same face that looked easy to bully.

He was wearing a new black suit today, with fairly fair skin, and he was holding a few little books in his hands. He looked really aristocratic.

This man, Bao Guowei, is very impressive. He was the first to give himself a nickname, and gave him a hawthorn tablet, but it had already entered Chen Jinhua's stomach. He also advanced Chen Jinhua five yuan for medical treatment...

He is kind-hearted, but his personality seems a bit out of tune.

"Let me tell you, you must be studying secretly in private! By the way, who is this?"

Xu Weiye saw some chemistry books in Bao Guowei's hand and made a joke. He noticed that Bao Guowei also had an old man who looked somewhat similar to Bao Guowei, so he asked casually.

When Xu Weiye first spoke to Bao Guowei, Lao Bao was already very nervous and prepared to walk away, but was afraid that he would be self-defeating by being too conspicuous.

Now Xu Weiye's words made Lao Bao tremble - as if he had jumped into a cold pool or entered an ice cellar, his whole body was a little cold.

This question completely confused Lao Bao. He looked at Bao Guowei and had only one thought in his mind - you can't teach others that Bao Guowei's father is me.

Lao Bao had forgotten the rehearsal in his mind before, and the corners of his mouth began to tremble, and the short beard on it began to tremble, and he said a trembling sentence:

"No... irrelevant."

After saying this, Lao Bao felt a little regretful. He should have said that I was the housekeeper or...

"This is my dad."

Bao Guowei patted Lao Bao on the shoulder and said to Xu Weiye with a smile.

"Ah, haha...I know."

Xu Weiye smiled a little awkwardly. He looked at Lao Bao's hands, which were covered with calluses, and then looked at the pair of old cloth shoes. He already understood something in his heart...

……

"Guowei, I...I..."

"Dad, you don't have to work like a servant anymore. I'll let you be the master."

(End of this chapter)