160 kerosene

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Pei Zhitong felt that he was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

But when I think about it, I can't remember where I've seen it.

So I stopped thinking about it and walked to the supply and marketing cooperative.

When I came to the counter selling kerosene, I said to the salesperson who was standing behind the counter and chatting with the salesperson at the counter next to me, "Hello, comrade! Is there kerosene now? ”

The salesman was chatting happily, and was suddenly interrupted, glanced at Pei Zhitong impatiently, and said, "What's the hurry!" I didn't see me chatting here! ”

Pei Zhitong raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly.

In this era, there are some salespeople who have an inexplicable sense of superiority.

Because they are also considered to be people who enjoy the wages of the state.

Although their wages are not high, this does not prevent them from having their eyes on the top of their heads.

If you have an argument with them, the salespeople around you will help you out, not only will you have no way to complain, but you will also be scolded for no reason, and in the end you can't even buy anything.

So Pei Zhitong was not annoyed, just stood in front of the counter, looking at the salesperson expressionlessly.

The salesperson was still scolding, but when she saw Pei Zhitong looking at her like this, she suddenly felt a hair in her heart, stopped the conversation, and said curtly: "What are you looking at me like this?" ”

Pei Zhitong still looked at her and said, "Is there kerosene?" ”

The salesman muttered something in his mouth, then went to the bottom of the counter and took kerosene and asked, "How much do you want for the one you just arrived today?" ”

Pei Zhitong had a half-catty kerosene ticket given by Aunt Chen.

"Half a catty."

Because he wanted to come to the town to buy kerosene, Pei Zhitong brought a small bottle, which was specially used to hold kerosene.

There is also a match ticket, and Pei Zhitong also bought a box of matches by the way.

"How do you sell kerosene lamp wicks?" Pei Zhitong asked.

"Five dollars a penny, no tickets." The salesman said.

After Pei Zhitong bought these things, there were still two tickets for soy products.

Aunt Chen said that people in her family don't like to eat soy products, so every time they get a ticket for soy products, they either go to exchange them with someone else's house, or they can only waste them.

Pei Zhitong turned his head and went to the farmers' market, thinking about buying two pieces of tofu and going back.

The salesman watched her go and muttered to the person next to her.

Pei Zhitong came to the farmers' market, maybe the morning market had ended, and the farmers' market was deserted at this time, and there were very few people buying vegetables.

Pei Zhitong went straight to the place where soy products were sold.

Two cents for a piece of tofu, and I also bought some dried fragrant products that looked good.

After putting the things away, Pei Zhitong was ready to go back.

On the way back, I passed by the only square in the town, and found that the square was marked with white lines on the ground, and stalls were planned, some of which were now being built with various tents.

Follow the square along a road until it is about 100 meters away.

Pei Zhitong looked at the booth closest to her, and went up curiously to inquire, "Uncle, what are you doing with this shed?" ”

The uncle glanced at her with a smile, and kept moving: "Isn't this National Day?" Bazaars are allowed in the town, and many agricultural products are ticket-free, and they are cheaper than the supply and marketing cooperatives! ”

Speaking of this, Pei Zhitong remembered what Yan Jing told her yesterday.

Pei Zhitong thanked his uncle, thinking that the day after tomorrow on the National Day, the production team will have a half-day holiday, and when the time comes, there should be a lot of people who come here to play.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^