Wang Shouren was dumbfounded to see that his brother left so soon.
He touched his stomach that was growling with hunger, feeling somewhat dissatisfied, and said angrily, "Mom, look at Xiaowu, we drove the carriage here before dawn, and it took us two or three hours to get here, and he didn't even ask if we had eaten."
Qian Shulan sighed. This Phoenix Man was still angry with his original self. It was not difficult to reform him. There is an old saying that goes, "Where there is love, there is hate."
As long as she clears up Wang Shouzhi's "misunderstanding" of her, maybe her filial piety value will increase.
But the point is, Lee Chae-young is a big trouble.
According to the original body's memory and Wang Shouzhi's fragmentary words, Qian Shulan felt that she was a peacock girl, very arrogant. Moreover, the couple seemed to have problems.
If she stayed here, she might interfere in their marriage problems. At that time, it would be bad for her to help anyone, but it would be even more inappropriate to ignore it.
Qian Shulan rubbed her forehead. The wound seemed to be scabbing and it was itchy all the time. She always wanted to scratch it, but she couldn't really scratch the wound. She could only rub the area next to the wound to relieve the itch.
She smiled at Wang Shouren and said, "It's okay, Mom will take you to a big meal nearby."
Wang Shouren had never eaten in the city yet, and when he heard his mother say she was going to take him out for dinner, he immediately became happy.
Qian Shulan took the key given by Wang Shouzhi and took Wang Shouren out.
As for the carriage, he locked it at the door. Wang Shouren fed it some grass, and it ate it with great relish.
As soon as they left the family quarters, they smelled a fragrance, and following the fragrance, they turned right and soon saw a restaurant. This restaurant was a public-private partnership.
After liberation, some shops opened by craftsmen from poor backgrounds were collected by the state, and the profits were distributed according to the principle of "four horses sharing the fat". "Four horses sharing the fat" means: state taxes are about 30%, enterprise provident fund balance is 10%~30%, employee welfare bonus is about 5%~15%, and shareholder dividends, directors, managers, and factory directors' remuneration are about 25%.
However, this form of public-private partnership will be transformed into socialist public ownership during the Cultural Revolution, that is, the shop will be public. At that time, these craftsmen will not receive dividends, but only fixed wages.
Qian Shulan once worked in a small restaurant and knew that these small shops actually had good profits.
This restaurant looks very inconspicuous from the outside. The four big words "Red Flag Restaurant" are painted red on the wooden door. There is an oil pan on the earthen stove in front of the door, and golden fried dough sticks are standing on the iron rack next to it. There are several layers of steamers on the earthen stove next to it, and the top layer is buns, which are steaming.
The small shop was crowded with people shouting with money and tickets in hand as they rushed to work.
A 15-year-old boy was collecting money from customers while the boss stood beside him and kept shouting, "Queue up! Don't push!"
Qian Shulan and Wang Shouren were not in a hurry, so they did not try to squeeze in. In less than five minutes, the clock struck eight, and the restaurant, which had been noisy just a moment ago, immediately became quiet. Those who had not had time to buy breakfast all ran away in a hurry.
The two of them hurried over.
Seeing that they were dressed simply, the boss thought they were from the countryside, so he asked with a smile, "Our restaurant requires food coupons. Do you have any?"
His attitude was very friendly, completely different from his fierce look just now. Qian Shulan was stunned for a moment, but Wang Shouren blushed with embarrassment.
Qian Shulan came back to her senses and was about to ask how the food could be exchanged for the food coupons when she heard the boss raise his chin and point to the alley across the street. "That's where the food coupons are resold. You two can go buy some for emergency use."
Qian Shulan was delighted. Is this a yellow scalper? She was not ready to exchange grain for grain coupons.
This time, Qian Shulan did not let Wang Shouren come forward. She asked him to wait in the restaurant and followed the direction the boss had just pointed and entered the alley opposite.
As soon as I entered, I saw a young man in his twenties, thin, with prominent cheekbones, and a malnourished look. His hair was messy and his eyes were dull. He was leaning against the wall, banging his head against it while counting.
Qian Shulan thought to herself that this couldn't be the man, as he seemed a little silly. She carefully walked past him and stretched her neck to look inside. He was the only one in this narrow alley.
"Grandma, do you want food stamps?"
Qian Shulan's heart skipped a beat and she looked at him fixedly. The young man who had dull eyes just now seemed to have become a different person. His eyes were shining with brilliance and his sharp gaze swept straight at her face. Qian Shulan secretly praised in her heart, what a good acting skill!
She had never seen an actor who could perform to such perfection, so this guy was really wasted his talent.
Qian Shulan retracted her gaze and immediately said, "Yes, yes, I want food coupons. How much is one pound?"
"One cent a pound."
Qian Shulan was shocked. So expensive? She asked tentatively, "How much is a pound of rice in the supply and marketing cooperative now?"
The young man didn't understand what she meant by asking this question, but he answered honestly, "1.4 cents."
Qian Shulan nodded. "How many food coupons do you have? I want them all."
The young man was surprised for a moment, but when he saw that the old lady looked very serious and seemed to be serious, he couldn't help but feel excited.
Then, he quickly searched through his coat pockets, trouser pockets, sleeves, shoes, trouser legs, and every place on his body where he could hide something.
Then, he folded all the food coupons neatly and counted them, totaling fifty-three kilograms.
Only after Qian Shulan paid five yuan and thirty cents did the young man stuff the food coupons into her hand.
After the transaction was completed, Qian Shulan asked him, "Young man, do you know where the black market is?"
The young man saw that the old lady seemed to be quite wealthy and wanted to make friends with her. "It's over at Cheng'an Street. It's five in the morning. Don't get up too late."
Qian Shulan nodded.
When she returned to the restaurant, Qian Shulan ordered three trays of steamed dumplings, two bowls of spicy soup, and two fried dough sticks.
The price is not cheap either, only one dollar and fifty cents!
Nowadays, no matter whether it is a state-owned or joint-privately-owned restaurant, they do not accept grain coupons for anything related to vegetables and meat, except for two fried dough sticks, which cost one or two grain coupons.
Wang Shouren swallowed his saliva every time Qian Shulan ordered something, and his saliva almost dripped. After the waiter left, he realized, "Mom, eating so much in one meal, isn't it too expensive?" He was a hardworking and frugal country man, and he had never eaten such a sumptuous meal. After he was greedy, he was worried that it was too wasteful.
Qian Shulan looked at him lovingly with her cloudy eyes, "You got up early today and drove the carriage with me for several hours. It was very hard. I was afraid that you were weak, so I specially gave you some nourishment."
These words made Wang Shouren want to cry, and his filial piety value increased from 9 points to 10 points.
Qian Shulan was so excited that she patted her chest and felt like her heart was about to jump out. She finally completed one item. Although it only increased by two points, it was still a great achievement.
When the dishes came, Wang Shouren didn't even bother to feel touched. He just picked up his chopsticks and started to eat with relish.
Although Qian Shulan is an old lady, she is still relatively young, only 52 years old, and has good teeth and can eat fried dough sticks.
Both of them had their mouths full of oil.
There were still several buns left, so Qian Shulan took out an aluminum lunch box from her bag (actually from the space) and put all the remaining dumplings in it.
After counting them, I felt that they were not enough for the children at home, so I asked the boss for another basket and packed them up.
He told Wang Shouren, "The children in the family are so skinny that they look like humans. These buns are for the children. Everyone has a share. Remember to share them fairly."
Wang Shouren agreed immediately. Although he loved his own children more, the other children were also his nieces. In addition, his nieces usually ate poorly and had sallow complexions, which he could not bear to see.
Now that he could improve his food, he couldn't be too selfish. Besides, his mother loved him the most. He ate two of the three steamed dumplings. His mother kept urging him to eat more.
After dinner, Wang Shouren drove the carriage back. Qian Shulan was afraid that he could not remember the way, so she repeated it to him.
He reminded her several times out of concern, and Wang Shouren wrote down every word.
After seeing the person off and walking back, Qian Shulan began to ask passers-by where there was a grain and oil store nearby.
The original person had never been to the county town, so she didn't know where to buy food and could only ask the boss.
Fortunately, passers-by were very enthusiastic and helped her find the way.
When Qian Shulan arrived at the grain store, she bought all the remaining grain coupons.
The food coupons in her hand were all fine grains, so she bought fine grains at 1.1 cents per pound - white flour. She didn't buy the high-grade rich flour, after all, the price was too high and her family couldn't afford it.
When she came out of the grain store carrying half a bag of flour, she found a quiet place and put all the flour into the space.
When she got home, she sat on the sofa and yelled at the system.
She was eager to see the gold coins increase. When the system opened the mall interface and she saw that 20 had become 30, Qian Shulan finally felt relieved.
She checked the purchase information she had posted again, but unfortunately, it had been pushed to the back twenty pages.
She wasn't excited to scroll down.
She reflected on whether she should buy an advertising space. After all, it would be difficult for her family to survive the famine with the little money she had.
Finally, Qian Shulan made up her mind to buy it, but while buying it, she kept muttering that this mall was a rip-off. The first slot actually required fifteen gold coins. Why didn't she just grab it
The system seemed to block her mumbling and remained silent. Fortunately, Qian Shulan was just complaining.
She gritted her teeth and bought a middle seat, but it cost 10 gold coins.
After sending the order, Qian Shulan was waiting for people to take her order, but these people seemed to be busy cultivating immortals and fighting monsters, and no one paid any attention to her.
Qian Shulan was a little discouraged and closed the mall directly.