Chapter 9 Buying groceries
After withdrawing the money, Wang Yuanchao took the bus back home, carrying a shoulder bag and a vegetable basket. He still had to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

After arriving at the vegetable market, Wang Yuanchao recalled the original owner's expression and posture.
His body suddenly bent up like a hunchback, and his expression became timid, with hunched shoulders and a timid expression on his face, as if he could be frightened at any moment. He started to look at the vegetables in the market.

The truth is that the original owner had been buying vegetables in this market every day since he was a child, and every staff member in this market knew the original owner. If the original owner changed too much, Wang Yuanchao felt that he was causing trouble for himself.

"Aunt Liu, today's chili is really good."

"It's Yuan Chao. I picked it from the vegetable garden early this morning. It's very fresh. There are peppers, chili peppers, and chili peppers. Would you like some?"

"Aunt Liu, give me two pounds of peppers, two pounds of sharp peppers, and one pound of chili peppers."

"What's the matter? Why are you buying so much today? Are you having trouble getting by at home?"

"Aunt Liu, my family was frightened yesterday and I was injured, so I bought some more food today and went back to nourish my body."

Aunt Liu looked at Wang Yuanchao with pity, thinking that this child had a really hard life. He had been coming to the vegetable market to buy vegetables since he was a child. It was said that this child was the one doing all the housework.
Moreover, her family was implicated and suffered this kind of suffering, but Aunt Liu was just an ordinary citizen. She wanted to do something but could not. She could do business normally, but she did not dare to lend a helping hand to Wang Yuanchao for fear of being implicated.

"Okay, peppers, sharp peppers, and chili peppers are all 2 cents a pound, a total of 5 pounds of peppers, cents."

Wang Yuanchao put the peppers that Aunt Liu had weighed into the basket and handed Aunt Liu a dime.

"Aunt Liu, this is money, keep it."

"Okay, the money is right, just go get busy."

"Okay, Aunt Liu, you go ahead and do your work. I'll be leaving first."

"it is good"

After buying the peppers, Wang Yuanchao came to the meat stall and started queuing.
By the time Wang Yuanchao arrived, the meat at the butcher stall had been almost sold out, with only some pig offal, bones and pig's feet left.

Nowadays, everyone's stomach is short of oil and water. At the meat stalls, fat and lard are the most popular, followed by pork belly. Tenderloin is lean meat, and people will buy it only when the pork belly is gone.

Wang Yuanchao looked at the empty pork stall with a pitiful expression, then glanced at Butcher Wang at the stall and asked hesitantly:
"Uncle Wang, I was injured yesterday. I want to buy some bones and pig's feet to replenish my body. Do you think it's okay?"

Butcher Wang also watched Wang Yuanchao grow up, so he naturally knew what Wang Yuanchao's current situation was.
Moreover, as long as people have compassion, the current vegetable markets have long been public-private partnerships, and the people at each stall in the vegetable markets are actually regular workers.

In principle, you don't need a ticket to buy bones, offal and pig's trotters at meat stalls these days.

But this stuff is meat after all, and it is very popular. In addition, the job of butcher is very popular in this era.
With these three or five friends and relatives, the leftovers from the meat stall every day are simply not enough to share.

Although most meat stalls don't dare to blatantly withhold these scraps, most butchers will be cautious when selling these scraps and will ask for meat tickets.

Generally, few people would use their precious meat coupons to buy these things, so these scraps would easily be kept by butchers for their own consumption or as favors.

You have to know that the meat tickets are now distributed per person.
For people with urban household registration, each person only has two taels of meat coupons per month, which are very precious, so this little trick is very practical.

But the original owner had been buying vegetables in this market since he was a child. He was very familiar with every staff member in this market and was very familiar with the little tricks here.

When Butcher Wang heard Wang Yuanchao's request, he carefully looked at the gauze on Wang Yuanchao's forehead, which was still stained with blood from yesterday. He sighed, picked up two rattan bones on the chopping board, weighed a pair of pig's feet, handed them to Wang Yuanchao, and said:
"Two pig feet weigh 12 jin, and rattan bones weigh jin, a total of yuan.
Hey, you kid, be careful, be more careful. "Wang Yuanchao smiled at Wang the Butcher in surprise, took out 12 yuan and handed it to Wang the Butcher, and said

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle Wang. I am grateful."

Then put the pig's feet and rattan bones into the vegetable basket and walk to the grocery store in the vegetable market.

I bought two pounds of ginger, two pounds of garlic, two pounds of cinnamon, and star anise at the grocery store and put them in the basket, then asked:
"Grandpa Yan, salt and MSG don't require tickets. Can I buy some more from you?"

When Mr. Yan from the grocery store heard what Wang Yuanchao said, he looked at him seriously and said:
"Yuan Chao, you were also raised by Grandpa Yan.
Your living environment is already very bad now, so you can’t make any mistakes.”

Wang Yuanchao smiled gratefully at Old Man Yan and said:

"Grandpa Yan, you've watched me grow up, but you don't know me. I'm very timid and I dare not make any mistakes.

Today I signed up at the Youth League Office to go to the countryside as an educated youth.

You know, the country is short of salt right now, and I'm afraid it will be hard to buy salt and MSG in the countryside, so I'm just trying to get a favor from you."

Grandpa Yan stared at Wang Yuanchao carefully, then picked up the notice of going to the countryside that Wang Yuanchao handed over and took a look at it.

Then he returned the notice to Wang Yuanchao, sighed and said:

"Well, given your current situation, it's good for you to go to the countryside, away from your uncle's family, you should be able to live a better life in the future.

OK, I'll give you a 50-jin bag of salt and a 20-jin bag of MSG. Do you have anything to put them in?"

"I'll have to trouble Grandpa Yan to sell me a sack."

The old man put the powder and MSG into the sack and said:
"It's ready. Loose salt is 10 yuan per pound, and MSG is yuan per pound. That's yuan in total. I'll give you the sack."

Wang Yuanchao took out a big unity and handed it to Mr. Yan, took the salt and MSG in the trouble, and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Grandpa Yan."

"It's okay. We've been friends for so many years, and I hope you're well. Live well after going to the countryside, okay?"

Wang Yuanchao's eyes suddenly warmed up. This help and concern from a stranger made Wang Yuanchao, who had been cautious and trying to survive after traveling through time, break down his defenses for a moment.

"Thank you, Grandpa Yan. I will definitely do that."

After gratefully thanking Mr. Yan, Wang Yuanchao put the sack on his back, carried the vegetable basket and walked towards the exit of the vegetable market.

Old Master Yan looked at Wang Yuanchao who fled in panic, sighed, and continued to work busy with his work.

Wang Yuanchao, who was walking out of the vegetable market in a hurry, suddenly saw a farmer at the entrance of the market. He was carrying a pair of bamboo baskets, carefully observing the surroundings, and occasionally looking at people coming out of the vegetable market.

Wang Yuanchao's heart moved, and he came to the farmer and asked:
"Comrade, what are you selling?"

(End of this chapter)

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