Because she made an appointment with Xu Zishan to grab the snow muscle grass, Meng Jiajia did not dare to tell the truth to her mother. Meng's mother did not have a good impression of Xu Zishan.
Others would not tell them that women in Baodu City love beauty, and there are many who can afford 500 yuan. But there is only one pot, and she must ensure that she grabs it.
She had accumulated a lot of money since she was a child, and she was afraid that the other party would raise the price, so she simply brought 1,000 yuan.
Just going to the black market, what if she and Vixen meet a bad guy?
Meng Shaochen had a meeting in the evening and did not return home until 10 o'clock at night. Meng Jiajia quietly called him and begged him: "Brother, can you take leave to go somewhere with me tomorrow afternoon?"
"Where to go?"
"Chenghuang Temple. You'd better borrow the car from your employer. I have something very valuable to pick up, and I'm afraid it will be robbed on the road."
The current public security is generally very good, but in a place like the black market, Meng Jiajia feels that if she and Vixen encounter gangsters, they will definitely not be able to defeat them.
"You didn't do something bad, did you?"
"I promise not, brother, please help me, that thing is really important to me." Meng Jiajia rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "The vixen will go too."
Meng Shaochen originally thought that Meng Jiajia was acting up again, and wanted to refuse on the grounds that he was too busy at work to take leave. When he heard that Xu Zishan wanted to go with him, he felt moved and asked, "How come you have a good relationship with her?"
"Who has a good relationship with her? Humph, a silly country girl doesn't even know she's been cheated."
"Who was tricked?" Meng Shaochen asked. It seemed that Xu Zishan's matter had nothing to do with him, and he was just curious.
"It's none of your business who tricked you! Didn't you hang out with Xu Ziyi?"
When Meng Jiajia mentioned the engagement between Meng Shaochen and Xu Ziyi, she became very angry. She didn't know what her mother thought. How could that black charcoal match her brother? He was bad and artificial, not as good as a vixen. Although he was stupid, he was
very beautiful!
Meng Shaochen was speechless. Is this how he begged for help?
However, Meng Shaochen still agreed to her request: "I will pick you up at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon. It's too early. My work unit is very busy."
"I know!" Meng Jiajia immediately went back to the house to sleep. She is going to grab her snow muscle grass tomorrow.
Early the next morning, Xu Ziyi, Guo Youping, and Zhang Yingai invited Xu Zishan to the Chenghuang Temple to watch the temple fair.
In the past few years, too many traditional activities were not allowed, and temple fairs were all cancelled. However, they were organized again this year. People are very enthusiastic and active.
The trees on both sides of the street are hung with colorful flags, lanterns, and all kinds of things, which are beautiful even when the electricity is not turned on during the day.
The opening ceremony has begun. Firecrackers are popping and puffs of smoke are rising, giving the entire lively street a festive atmosphere.
The drums of the Lion Dance Troupe and the Waist Drum Troupe sounded "dong dong dong", and countless people followed to watch. Even if they didn't buy anything, the excitement alone was a feast for the eyes.
The stalls on both sides kept shouting "moon cakes", "Dingsheng cakes", "glutinous rice dumplings", "pork sticks", "pear paste sugar"...
Zhang Yingai bought crab shell roe, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, sweet, soft and glutinous snacks. The few of them walked and watched and ate, forgetting the evening arrangements for a while, showing a trace of pure family affection.
In addition to food, daily necessities, clothing, flower and bird books, children's products, and various wholesales, there is also Taobao's flea market. In addition, there is also a flower market.
All kinds of flowers are vying for beauty, especially the peonies. The flowers are as big as a bowl and there are several peonies on each plant. They look quite wealthy.
The crowds are beyond imagination, there are so many people, if you are a child or an elderly person, if you accidentally fall, you will definitely be trampled to death.
As soon as they squeezed in, Xu Zishan got separated from them.
She didn't even look back. Originally, the 100-meter radius was within her mental control, but she was unwilling to compromise with them anymore. She wanted to shop alone.
The clothes in Baodu City are of good style and very cheap, especially for temple fairs. There is a policy from above. For the temple fairs that have not been held for many years, wholesale sales are held. Not only are there an unprecedented variety of varieties, but many ready-made clothes and fabrics do not require cloth stamps.
Normally, the ticket price is slightly more expensive, but at a place like the temple fair, the price is paid for in discounts.
There were a lot of pieces of cloth. They were not cheap at Xipu Town Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and they were not as diverse as at the temple fair. She simply bought a few pieces of various designs and colors.
There was a stall nearby to see how much cloth she had bought, and he greeted her warmly: "I have some deliang here, do you want it?"
Yes, oh my god, indeed Liang, how could you not want it?!
The man took out several pieces from under the stall. They were all brand new and must have been pressed for a while. They smelled like camphor and the colors were particularly beautiful. Xu Zishan suddenly had various styles of clothes floating in his mind!
"Comrade, are these genuine products moldy? They smell too strong."
The man was embarrassed and said that there was something wrong when the batch of cloth was put into the warehouse and handed over, and the leader had forgotten about it, so it was kept in the warehouse. If Xu Zishan could get it all, he would be the one to make the decision, and he would get 2 yuan and 5 meters per meter, and he would not need a cloth ticket.
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A piece of cloth was 33 meters long, and the man wiped it with a fraction, which cost 82 yuan a piece. During this time, Xu Zishan was selling vegetables, plus the money Zhang Yingai gave him when he left last time, which amounted to 4,000 yuan.
If you buy it, you don’t need to pay for it. It’s only 2.5 yuan per meter. Why not stock up!
Buy it for 20 horses.
The salesman was frustrated to find that he had not brought enough goods today. He did not expect to meet such a big buyer.
The salesperson was so happy that she could sell 20 horses at once. She looked at her eagerly and said, "Comrade, I will bring more designs early tomorrow morning. Can you come back tomorrow?"
Make an agreement with her to bring some nice designs tomorrow.
The crowd was so crowded that no one noticed how she took so many pieces of cloth. As soon as she turned her face, she moved the cloth into space.
At the ready-to-wear store, she bought new clothes, shoes, and dozens of packs of cigarettes for the elders and younger brothers in the family. She also bought some stationery and sets of miniature books for her younger brothers at the stationery stall.
After buying the things, I squeezed out of the crowd, holding a few newly bought masks in my hand, and walked back slowly.
Just as she was squeezing out of the crowd, a bicycle suddenly rode over her crookedly. When it passed by her, the front of the car turned and the bicycle fell to the ground with a clang.
Xu Zishan hurriedly jumped out to dodge, but she didn't dodge. The bicycle hit Xu Zishan's instep, and the cold water from the water bottle in the bicycle bucket spilled on her body, making her wet.
She was so painful that she squatted on the ground and held her foot, wanting to scold the man for being careless, but she saw that the man got up and only focused on his own goods, holding the bicycle unsteadily. If he fell down again, Xu Zishan's foot would be broken.
"Hey, you want to run after hitting someone?"
Someone strode over and kicked him, causing the bicycle to move two or three meters away.
"Does it matter if you want it?"
The wind carried a vague fishy smell, and a dark shadow squatted in front of Xu Zishan.
She frowned in pain, lowered her eyes, and said lightly: "My feet hurt a lot."
Before she could react, the man had already reached out and pinched the arch of her foot to test whether it was broken.
The hand was so big, like a cattail leaf fan, that her feet were completely covered under his palm.
Her feet were white and tender, small and soft, as white as snow, her toes were as white as tender lotus buds, and the insteps were red and swollen from being hit by the bicycle, which looked very dazzling.
He squeezed it with three fingers, but without feeling any force, he felt her feet trembling slightly and retracting them with force.
He let go and looked up at her, only to see the sweat on her forehead and she took a shallow breath.
"I'll take you to the hospital.".
He stood up, kicked the person who caused the accident, and cursed, "Why are you riding a horse?"