Back to the era with space materials

Song Xiaoyun glanced at Jiang Yue and said, "There are too many mosquitoes here. Jiang Yue and I bought tiger balm."

"I don't have anything to buy. I just came here to join in the fun and get to know the way." Xu Shuhua scratched her head and said with an embarrassed smile.

There's nothing I want to buy? I'm just short of money.

Si Ningning nodded without revealing anything.

On the male educated youth side, silly brother Li Lingyuan sat sideways, bowed, and pulled out the big pumpkin from under the table, "Look at this, look at this, Wu Yong and I bought it together! Can you guess how much this big pumpkin costs?"

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"Eight points, you just said it several times." Song Shuhan poured out all the medicine in Li Lingyuan's gourd.

The next second, I heard Li Lingyuan complaining angrily: "Oh, please introduce someone, I was telling everyone at that time, didn't Si Zhiqing know?"

Song Shuhan shook his head and begged for mercy with a smile. After Li Lingyuan calmed down, he said to the table: "I didn't buy anything, I just bought ink and letter paper."

I said this because I didn't buy what I wanted, so I bought some ink and letter paper.

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Yong, who was next to him, suddenly said: "I didn't buy anything, but Mo Bei seems to have gained a lot."

These words successfully focused everyone's attention on Mo Bei. Mo Bei's hand paused slightly. Wu Yong stared at the military kettle in his hand and said, "Mo Bei, where did you buy this kettle? Did it cost a lot of money?"

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Mo Bei's eyebrows furrowed briefly, and he responded in a calm tone: "It doesn't cost much. If you want it, I'll take you to buy it next time."

"Huh? Haha... I'm just asking, I can't afford it."

The tone that was half envious and half sinister made Si Ningning frown.

Educated youths from all over the world gathered here, a total of eight people. Even if Jiang Yue once found fault with Si Ningning, Si Ningning did not say that he hated Jiang Yue from the bottom of his heart.

But Wu Yong is different.

The way he conducts himself is really disgusting to Si Ningning many times.

Obviously there had never been a conflict, and this incident was not directed at her, but she just felt uncomfortable and disliked Wu Yong even more.

Maybe it's because of a different aura.

Si Ningning lowered his head.

The casing of military kettles in the 1970s was a uniform dark green color with no other patterns. The camouflage patterned kettle in Mo Bei's hand successfully attracted everyone's attention. Although everyone was curious and envious, they were too interested to ask any questions.

Although they didn't know how much Mo Bei spent to buy this kettle, in the past, they knew the price of military kettles in the supply and marketing cooperative. They couldn't afford it anyway. In this case, why bother to talk?

Talking too much and asking too many questions can lead to misunderstandings and make everyone embarrassed.

The lively atmosphere suddenly turned awkward. At this moment, the waiter brought the food ordered by everyone, breaking the silence.

"Eat quickly, eat quickly, and go back as soon as you're done. It will get hotter if you wait a little longer."

"That's right!"

There were eight people at the table, and each of them ordered different meals. Female educated youths were generally shabby, either porridge or pancakes. This kind of food did not require food stamps. A bowl of porridge cost two cents, and a pancake cost four cents.

At first glance, the male educated youths appear to be much more "luxurious". Among them are Song Shuhan and Mo Bei. One ordered saozi noodles and the other ordered red pork with rice. They only paid 50 cents for each meal.

In this era, it is already a big deal.

It can be seen that these two people have good family backgrounds.