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Chapter 357. Withdraw the gun

 I don’t know what it’s like in other places, but these days, in the Northeast, there are no queues to buy things.

There is no first-come, first-served basis, that is, whoever squeezes to the front and is closest to the salesperson will be sold to by the salesperson first.

But as soon as Sun Haizhu came, it was not easy to use, no matter the front or rear. The salesperson hurriedly raised his head and asked Zhao Jun, "How much do you want?"

Zhao Jun asked: "How much does it cost per pound?"

"Nine cents!"

This is expensive enough. Bulk sugar balls in the countryside only cost a dime per pound.

But Zhao Jun made money today, so he imitated what Sun Haizhu did just now, waved his hand and said: "Give me ten yuan!"

"Ah... ok!" This startled the salesperson. Those who knew he was buying candy to eat by himself, but those who didn't know thought he was from a rural tuck shop coming to stock the goods.

But with Son Haizhu in front of him, who dares to talk nonsense? Hurry up and serve him.

"The scale is taller!" At this time, Sun Haizhu added another sentence next to it.

Nine cents per catty, ten yuan can buy a little more than eleven catties, and Sun Haizhu said, "The scale is higher," the salesperson directly weighed Zhao Jun twelve catties.

Then, the two salesmen paid no attention to anyone else, holding butter paper one to the left and the other to pack for Zhao Jun.

The other customers could only gather around the counter and watch, some muttering quietly, but no one was angry or making trouble.

Because this kind of thing is commonplace for everyone.

Zhao Jun felt a little embarrassed, but also found it very funny. If this scene were to be filmed and distributed thirty years later, Sun Haizhu's job would be ruined.

Two kilograms per bag, twelve kilograms of Little Naughty, which is six big bags. Sun Haizhu helped Zhao Jun carry it and asked: "Brother, what else do you want to buy?"

This time, Zhao Jun led the way and took Sun Haizhu straight to the counter selling Jianlibao. When he got close, he said: "Buy Jianlibao."

When the salesperson heard this, he looked up and saw that it was Zhao Jun. When he looked back, he saw Manager Sun following him, carrying six butter paper packets.

This is really for relatives!

The salesperson stood up quickly, nodded to Sun Haizhu first, then smiled at Zhao Jun and said, "Would you like a can?"

Zhao Jun shook his head and said: "Thirty cans!"

"How much?"

One can is one dollar for three, thirty cans is thirty-nine!

This shocked the saleswoman. Her job can be said to be very good these days, but she can't earn more than fifty yuan a month.

Zhao Jun just bought a drink, and it cost thirty-nine yuan. This is too scary, even the second generation these days can't do such a thing.

If there were no one at the counter, it would easily attract onlookers.

Not only the salesperson, but also Sun Haizhu was frightened, but when he remembered that Zhao Jun's old shoulder bag with rough edges still contained four stacks of Unity, Sun Haizhu didn't say anything.

Candy cubes are wrapped in butter paper, and cans must be packed in mesh bags.

The salesperson took five net bags, packed an average of thirty cans of Jianlibao, and handed them to Zhao Jun one by one.

At this time, Sun Haizhu approached Zhao Jun and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what else do you want to buy?"

"Don't buy it, go home." Zhao Jun smiled at Sun Haizhu and walked outside the supply and marketing cooperative. After he left the counter selling Jianlibao, there were more people around him. Many people were surprised when they saw Zhao Jun carrying so many Jianlibao.

I was shocked by him.

At this time, Sun Haizhu said to Zhao Jun with some worry: "Brother, why are you here? Why don't my brother-in-law find someone to send you off?"

When Zhao Jun heard this, his heart warmed up. Sun Haizhu was really kind-hearted. He was afraid that he would be robbed. But when Zhao Jun walked to the door, he raised a hand carrying a net bag, pointed to the parked car over there, and said to Sun Haizhu: "Brother-in-law

, I came by car."

"Ah!" Sun Haizhu was stunned, and then he remembered what his brother-in-law Xie Zhong said before, that this little brother named Zhao is not an ordinary person.

"Ah! Brother!" Suddenly, a voice sounded from the side, but it startled Sun Haizhu, who was thinking about something. He turned around and saw that this kid was still wearing the clothes of his old rival state-owned pharmacy.

But he heard this man call Zhao Jun brother, and Sun Haizhu thought he was Zhao Jun's friend, so he didn't say anything.

But Zhao Jun looked back and saw that it was the staff member who had a conflict with him in the pharmacy before. He immediately squinted his eyes and shouted: "Who do you call brother? Do I know you?" After saying that, he turned to Sun Haizhu.

He smiled and said: "Brother-in-law, come here, I have one more thing to ask you."

With that said, Zhao Jun led Sun Haizhu towards the car, leaving the pharmacy staff with a livid face behind.

It’s not that Zhao Jun is good because he has money.

These days, in the Northeast, it is normal for acquaintances to refer to each other as elder brother or brother, but it is not a random name.

Just like Xie Zhong and Du Chunjiang before, if Zhao Jun hadn't spoken, even if they were much older than Zhao Jun, they could only call Zhao Jun an inspector or technician Zhao, but they wouldn't dare to call Zhao Jun a brother.

At this time, the pharmacy staff wanted to go over and punch Zhao Jun twice, but he recognized Sun Haizhu next to Zhao Jun and did not dare to act wild here. But he also knew that the task assigned to him by the pharmacy manager and Old Man Ji would not be completed.
Zhao Jun walked to the car and saw Li Baoyu sleeping in the car. He was holding something in both hands, so he kicked the car door twice.

Li Baoyu woke up when he heard the sound and hurriedly rolled up one end of the sack in his arms, but then a familiar voice came to his ears: "Open the door for me."

Li Baoyu took a look and saw that it was Zhao Jun. He leaned over the passenger seat and helped Zhao Jun push open the passenger door.

Zhao Jun put the net bags into the car at the back, then turned around and took the butter paper bag containing the little naughty things from Sun Haizhu, and then shouted to Li Baoyu: "Baoyu, get out of the car, this is Brother-in-law Sun!"

"Hey!" When Li Baoyu heard this, he knew that Zhao Jun wanted to introduce a friend to him, so he quickly got out of the car and came over.

While Li Baoyu was walking this way, Zhao Jun took out a butter paper bag and said to Sun Haizhu: "Brother-in-law, you can take this back and share it with the children at home. It's also a little kindness from me as an uncle."
If it were another person, I didn’t know their situation, but I couldn’t talk nonsense. But Zhao Jun knew Sun Haizhu in his previous life, and knew that Sun Haizhu had a son and a daughter in his family, so he dared to say this.

"Brother, you are so troublesome." Sun Haizhu smiled and stretched out his hand to push it out, saying: "Is my brother-in-law's family still missing this? You bought it with great difficulty, take it back quickly."

Sun Haizhu said it was not easy, not that Zhao Jun had no money, but that it was not easy for him to come all the way to buy something.

And as the manager of a supply and marketing cooperative, doesn’t he have to pick up a few pieces of candy from the ground every day?

Hearing what he said, Zhao Jun didn't force him to give it to him. At this time, Li Baoyu turned around, and Zhao Jun introduced him to Sun Haizhu.

After the two got to know each other, Zhao Jun took the gun bag Du Chunjiang gave him from the passenger seat, then took out the money to buy the gun from his pocket and asked Sun Haizhu: "Brother-in-law, show me this gun."

I just bought it, can I return it?"


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