Through the Book Seven Zero: There is room for the delicate beauty

As it was getting late, Zhou Rang mentioned the nylon bag that Zheng Guangming had brought and proposed to leave, so the two separated at the entrance of the state-run hotel and walked in different directions.

When passing by the largest department store in Hui City, Zhou Rang stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.

It is said to be the largest department store, but it is actually just a brick building with only three floors, and each floor sells miscellaneous things, everything.

As soon as you enter the door, there is a whole wall of leather shoe cabinets, men's and women's styles are separated. At this time, the shoe cabinet is full of people, forming a circle, picking up a pair of shoes and touching them left and right, but few people buy them.

The salesman couldn't stand it anymore, stood on the wooden chair, and cursed loudly: "If you can't afford it, don't touch it. If you touch it, you will have to pay for it."

Someone in the crowd silently put down the leather shoes, but he was not convinced, and shot back: "How can it be broken if you touch it twice? I don't care about buying such expensive shoes."

The salesperson sneered, and said arrogantly: "Hehe, if you have no money, you will have no money. What are you pretending to do here?"

"Hey, what's your attitude?" Lu Leshu pointed at the salesperson angrily.

"That's the attitude. If you like it, buy it or not. If you don't buy it, leave me alone." The salesperson took a sip impatiently, and saw a man taking off his shoes to try them on from a distance, so he jumped off the chair to stop him.

"What are you doing? You are not allowed to try them on. You have to buy them after you wear them."

"Don't run away, speak clearly." Lu Leshu still wanted to reason, but she was grabbed by her companion standing beside her, and persuaded in a low voice: "Leshu, don't be as knowledgeable as her, all salespeople are like this. Watch people."

"Do you think it's great to be a salesperson?" Lu Leshu curled her lips, lost the mood to go shopping, dragged her companions and walked out angrily, but just turned around and bumped into someone.

"You don't have eyes when you walk?" She was already in a bad mood because of being teased by the salesperson, but now she was hit again. Naturally, it made things worse. Lu Leshu burst out immediately, her eyes widened.

"Sorry." Zhou Rang helped up an old woman who almost fell, and then turned to Lu Leshu to apologize.

Seeing this, Lu Leshu also understood the reason of the incident, knowing that the man in front of her didn't do it on purpose, so she waved her hand, thinking that she was out of luck.

"It doesn't matter." Lu Leshu tried her best to control her temper and smiled, but when she raised her eyes, she met his narrow and deep eyes, and she froze in place for an instant, her heart beating faster.

"Le Shu, that man is so handsome." The excited exclamation of her companion rang in her ears, and Lu Leshu came back to her senses, and turned to look at the back that was fading away.

"Yes." Nodded in agreement, and then saw him enter a store specializing in little girls' supplies.

"I must have gone to buy a gift for my partner. I'm really rich. That store is not cheap. One item is worth a month's salary of my father." The companion was amazed.

Lu Leshu subconsciously retorted: "Maybe it's for my sister?"

"Who does he buy it for? It's not for us anyway." The companion shrugged.

The latter took a deep look at the signboard of the store, then walked out with his arms around his companion.

*

In Chengbei Guest House, Ding Mao was sitting in the lobby, tapping on the handrail with his fingertips, staring at the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

It was not until darkness fell and the guest house was turned on that the bell installed on the door rang.

This indicates that someone is coming in.

The visitor naturally also saw Ding Mao, narrowed his eyes, then walked towards him and sat down opposite him.

"What are you doing? I haven't seen anyone since early in the morning." Ding Mao asked straight to the point without any inkling.

Zhou Rang put the bag in his hand on the table, rubbed his slightly sore wrist from lifting heavy objects, and said lightly, "Open it and have a look."

Ding Mao glanced at Zhou Rang, frowned, and untied the bag suspiciously. After seeing the contents clearly, he froze in place for a second, his eyes enlarged, and he said in disbelief: "Where did you get this?" To these?"

Zhou Rang leaned on the back of the chair relaxedly, raised his eyes in response, and looked at Ding Mao quietly, with a meaningful color on the corner of his smiling mouth, and an imperceptible temptation.

"There are supply and marketing cooperatives all over the city, and..."

After a pause for a few seconds, he slowly uttered two words that made Ding Mao's face change drastically.

"black market."

Ding Mao was so frightened that his hands shook, and the things in his hands fell into his pockets.

Ding Mao's breath became cold and stern, his eyes flustered, he looked around, saw no one noticed, then he gritted his teeth and said to the calm Zhou Rang in front of him, "Are you crazy?"

The latter clasped his arms around his chest, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Where do you spend money to buy? The price on the black market is more expensive, but you don't need a ticket."

A rebuttal that Ding Mao was about to blurt out with no votes was blocked back.

Thinking of the humiliation of being rejected by several supply and marketing cooperatives in the past few days, and thinking of the instructions and pressure from the commune and the village, Ding Mao lowered his head and rubbed his hands together.

"Don't you know it's illegal?" As a good citizen who always abides by the law, Ding Mao still couldn't accept it, and his mind was buzzing.

"I know, but now we can't complete the task, do you have a better way?" Zhou Rang was calm, and then looked around for the next four weeks, and asked: "Also, are you sure we want to talk about this issue here?"

Although it was dark, there were still a few people going in and out of the hall.

Ding Mao got up abruptly, tied the bag tightly and lifted it up, and walked upstairs without saying a word.

"Follow."

Zhou Rang was noncommittal, raised his hand to straighten his neckline, then got up and followed Ding Mao.

When I went upstairs, I also met the commune cadre who was traveling with me this time. The other party was carrying a hot water bottle, obviously going to the hot water room downstairs to fetch hot water.

"I'm coming back so late, go and clean up and go to bed early, and I have to continue looking for a way tomorrow." The man yawned, and went downstairs after a few words of advice, but he didn't notice that Ding Mao was holding a big bag.

"Okay, you should go to bed early too." Ding Mao subconsciously hid the bag behind his back.

Zhou Rang caught a glimpse of his movements, smiled, and strode upstairs.

After reaching Zhou Rang's room, Ding Mao heaved a sigh of relief, put the bag on the wooden table, and checked the contents again.

I saw that the bag was densely packed with various kinds of fertilizers and vegetable seeds, all packed in small bags, not much in weight but complete in variety. It can be said that the brands that can be found on the market are all in this nylon bag.

This time when they came to Huiping City, the task given to them by the commune was to purchase enough chemical fertilizers and vegetable seeds for the six villages in the commune.

Because for some reason this year, the seedlings in the fields of Xiao's Village did not grow, and they were still short after planting for a month, and some even died directly.

As soon as the incident happened, the team leader and the village party secretary were alarmed. It was related to the grain production plan, so they didn't dare to delay, so they reported it to the commune immediately.