Yang Xiaole pretended to envy and asked, "Brother Xu, is your job as a driver comfortable? When I grow up, I want to be a driver too."
Upon hearing this, Xu Daniu felt a bit proud, but he still complained:
"Hey, what's so comfortable about it? Sitting in the car every day makes my back sore. At night, I have to drive on the dark roads. In emergencies, I have to be ready to go anytime, driving all over the place. I can hardly get a few hours of sleep a day."
Yang Xiaole nodded lightly.
He saw the proud look in the other person's eyes, but the tone of his complaints didn't seem fake.
They chatted for a while, changing the topic with a smile.
Since it was a coal truck and the road was rough, the speed of the car was at most about 20 kilometers per hour.
After more than an hour, the car arrived at Fucheng Gate.
"Thank you, Brother Xu!"
After the car stopped, Yang Xiaole greeted and got off the car.
Just as he was about to close the car door, Xu Daniu chuckled and gave him a meaningful look.
"The elementary school you mentioned in that place is either Xiangcao Factory Road Elementary School or Qianmen Elementary School. How far is Damu Warehouse Elementary School from your home?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole was stunned for a moment.
Then he smiled and didn't explain, "Brother Xu, drive slowly! I'll go into the city first."
After speaking, he closed the car door.
Xu Daniu waved goodbye with a smile, "Alright, I won't say anymore. I need to eat after delivering the coal."
He stepped on the gas and drove away into the distance.
Watching the car leave, Yang Xiaole smiled.
It's not that easy to fool him!
But when he thought about it, he realized that he wasn't a native of the city, and some things were just hearsay to him.
Not very accurate!
But in the future, he could claim to be from Xiangchang Road Elementary School.
Hehe.
Turning around and looking at the tall city gate, Yang Xiaole smiled, "Sizhu City, I, Yang Xiaole, am back."
It was already noon.
With a hungry stomach, he hurriedly walked towards the city.
Without any specific tasks, he decided to fill his stomach first.
He entered a restaurant directly.
He came during mealtime today, and there were quite a few people eating inside.
The smoke was thick.
Feeling suffocated by the smoke, he quickly stepped out and then went back in.
"Hurry up, order or leave. Can't you see there are so many people here?"
The waiter impatiently shouted at a hesitant man in front of him.
"Order, order, let me see!"
Yang Xiaole didn't care and glanced at the dishes written on the blackboard!
Shouting and selling, there's braised meat today, 80 cents, 70 grams of meat coupon.
"Comrade, give me a bowl of braised meat, a plate of stir-fried green beans, three bowls of rice, and a bottle of Beibingyang."
Having decided on the dishes, he shouted at the waiter.
There was no habit of queuing at this time.
Whoever was faster would be served first.
The waiter glanced at him suspiciously, doubting his ability to pay: "A total of 1 yuan and 3 cents, 70 grams of meat coupon, 30 grams of food coupon."
Green beans cost 12 cents.
Yang Xiaole had already calculated the price and took out the money and coupons, placing them on the table.
Seeing this, the waiter didn't say anything else.
He took the money and shouted inside, "Braised meat, stir-fried green beans, and three bowls of rice."
Yang Xiaole opened a bottle of Beibingyang, found a table, and sat down.
There were still empty plates left on the table from the previous meal, and the table was messy.
There were two young men sitting across from him, eating and chatting, completely ignoring the messy table in front of them.
Yang Xiaole didn't bother and quietly sat there waiting.
The two men didn't pay attention to Yang Xiaole's arrival either. Most people in the restaurant sat together in groups, and it was rare to see a group of people sitting at one table.
The two men were eating a plate of stir-fried pig liver and a serving of green beans, sipping bulk white wine.
After waiting for a while, when Yang Xiaole's dishes arrived, both of them glanced at his food and swallowed their saliva.
Whose child is this?
He must have never been beaten before, right?
Yang Xiaole didn't care and started eating his food.
As for having only 20 grams of meat coupon left, he wasn't worried. With money, he could buy anything in the city.
There was still some time before the difficult period!
"Oh!"
When the braised meat entered his mouth, he made a sound of satisfaction.
Stir-fried meat was not as enjoyable as braised meat.
He ate with great gusto, making the two people next to him envious. Suddenly, the pig liver they had just eaten didn't taste as good anymore.
"Hey!"
Yang Xiaole stuffed the last green bean into his mouth, burped, and rubbed his stomach.
Although green beans were cheaper, he couldn't waste them!
Now he was full.
Looking at the remaining broth from the braised meat, he felt a bit regretful. It would have been great to use it to soak rice.
But he couldn't eat anymore.
After finishing his meal, he walked out of the restaurant with a full stomach.
The two men looked at the leftover broth, with a layer of pork fat floating on top.
They glanced at each other and poured it onto their rice. After all, it was something a child had eaten, so it wasn't dirty.
Yang Xiaole left the shop and looked around.
Having just finished eating and with the sun shining brightly, he felt sleepy.
After wandering around, he came to the vicinity of a pile of bricks and quietly entered his space.
The temperature inside the space wasn't as high, and he immediately felt much more comfortable.
Looking at the flowers that had already bloomed in the vegetable garden and the seedlings that had grown a lot, he quickly started transplanting.
He was worried that they would dry out outside, so he left some in the pigpen, chicken coop, and rabbit shed, and threw the rest into the wooden house.
They should be able to be stored for a while!
After finishing, he returned to the bed in the wooden house.The bed wasn't dirty. It was covered with a thin blanket-like thing. There was no quilt, and I had no idea how the previous occupant had slept here.
I drank some well water and lay down to sleep directly.
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As for the idea that eating well and sleeping would make me fat?
That would be great.
I slept for two hours before the alarm clock woke me up.
It was enough time for a nap.
I got up, rinsed my mouth, and seeing nothing in the room, I left.
I walked down the main street towards the city.
There was a place I needed to go, a place I had noticed before.
I stopped in front of a small, dilapidated brick house.
It was a repair shop, with a few old tires hanging on the outer wall.
A middle-aged man with a straw hat was repairing a bicycle in front of the door, where several bicycles were parked.
I was here to see if there were any bicycles for sale.
It would make traveling less troublesome in the future.
Walking for one or two hours was too much of a hassle, but of course, I couldn't use a bicycle near the Production Team.
"Uncle, do you have any old bicycles for sale?"
The man looked up at me and said indifferently, "Those over there are for sale, take a look yourself."
He pointed to five old bicycles parked separately.
Yang Xiaole walked over to take a look.
There were two women's bicycles, two with 28-inch bars, and one with 38-inch bars (28 and 38 refer to the diameter of the tires).
They were indeed old.
But they were definitely usable, otherwise, he wouldn't dare to sell them. The only problem was that they would need repairs in the future.
"Uncle, how much for this bicycle?"
Yang Xiaole pointed to a 60% new Flying Pigeon brand women's bicycle and asked.
The 38-inch bar could also be ridden, but it was a bit tiring to ride with legs spread apart, and accidents could easily happen if not careful.
The reason it was 60% new was because it had been cleaned.
"45!"
The man glanced at it and then quietly continued his work.
"It's so old and still so expensive! Can you make it cheaper?"
"There are new ones in the department store, those look good!"
The man said with an indifferent face.
Yang Xiaole curled his lips. If I could get a certificate from my unit, would I need to come here to buy an old bicycle?
It's not like I can't get the money.