Reborn in the 1970s, Peach Blossoms Bloom

Chapter 351 What Are You Saying?

When the people sitting outside heard it, they set up their own burdens and were about to go in.

Jiang Chunliu glanced at the figures of everyone who filed in, hesitated for a while, and put the basket full of eggs in the corner, and walked in together with his own chicken.

Inside, everyone lined up one by one, weighed the things they brought on the scale, and asked them to press their fingerprints on the bookkeeper next to them before they settled the money.

When it was Jiang Chunliu's turn, the man who weighed her took both of her baskets, and poured out all the chickens and rabbits inside.

"Are you all dead?" the man with a square face asked Jiang Chunliu.

Jiang Chunliu shook his head: "Not dead, just fainted."

The man poked the chicken chickens, but seeing no response, he said to the man next to him who was keeping the account: "Record the dead meat for her, and give her the cents."

Jiang Chunliu: "These will wake up this afternoon, they are in a coma now, you can touch them, they are still warm."

"If you don't move, you're dead. What are you talking about?" The man gave Jiang Chunliu a hard look.

Others in the room looked towards this side one after another. Jiang Chunliu clenched his hands tightly into fists, trying to restrain his urge to make a scene, and said to the man, "Then I'll come to the scale again this afternoon?"

"It's all ours after it's been weighed. Who will accompany you back and forth? Think we are as free as you?" The man with the square face who checked the scale waved his hand impatiently, and said to the registered man: "Give her twenty catties. .”

Jiang Chunliu clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into the flesh, the stinging pain suppressed her anger.

The scale clearly showed more than 34 catties, but this man actually reported catties directly?
"What are you dawdling about? Hurry up and stand aside for me, I still have a lot of things to weigh, didn't you see?"

The man with the square face said, pushing Jiang Chunliu to the side, and Jiang Chunliu threw himself towards the bookkeeping table, slamming his chest hard against the corner of the table.

She couldn't open her eyes from the pain, and there was a dull pain in her whole chest.

The bookkeeper finished writing, and pushed the notebook in front of Jiang Chunliu, "Press the handprint."

Jiang Chunliu took a deep breath to relieve the pain in his chest, and looked up at the man who kept the book: "I... I can write, can I sign?"

"Yo, it's interesting, then you can write your name and I'll take a look?"

Jiang Chunliu grabbed the pen with his left hand and wrote a willow character crookedly.

"I really know how to write. It's kind of interesting. Hey, it's just that the writing is a bit ugly."

"I just started reading, and I will write better and better in the future." Jiang Chunliu said softly.

The man waved his hand: "Okay, okay, next!"

Jiang Chunliu tried her best to restrain herself from covering her chest, walked to the table next to her, took four yuan from the man next to her, put it in her jacket pocket, and walked out the door with a bowed body.

Going outside, at the corner, he lifted the basket with eggs, put it on his arm, and covered his still sore chest with his other hand, looked back at the short house behind him, sneered, and left with humiliation.

Carrying the basket, Jiang Chunliu went to the supply and marketing cooperative.The flat-faced woman was still busy with the things on the counter, and no one was shopping at the moment.

Jiang Chunliu walked over and called out, "Sister, I'm here to sell eggs."

The flat woman stopped what she was doing, turned her head to look at Jiang Chunliu: "Oh, it's you, isn't your grandma here?"

(End of this chapter)