Chapter 295
He was also issued other tickets. His rank enabled him to receive a thermos ticket and enal product ticket. He could either buy a warm pot, an enal pot or two enal jars with those.
Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong did not have tickets for the thermos as they rely obtained enal coupons.
However, it was nothing unusual. After bearing this position for so long, they knew that the thermos tickets wouldn’t ever be given to those of their ranks.
Not only these, but larger-value tickets would be issued at the end of each year that were ant to purchase bicycles, watches, radios, sewing machines and so on. It’s just that not everyone owns these sorts of tickets. One share was given to senior cadres? whereas the other half was taken out as employee benefits and rewarded to those who contributed the most.
By the end of the year, Han Qingsong should be able to get them.
When Han Qingsong went to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, he was a little hesitant whether to buy two enal jars or one enal basin since both items were needed at ho.
Sanwang broke the enal basin at ho accidentally. Although Lin Lan didn’t bla him, he couldn’t help feeling distressed and complained to Han Qingsong that the basin was not strong enough.
Besides, there was another enal jar at ho.
Thinking about things that way, it would be better to get the basin, leaving the jar at ho. He didn’t mind using his lunchbox for both food and water at work, after all.
After buying a thermos and a basin, he also bought his monthly fixed non-staple food tickets, half a catty of white sugar, half a catty of salt, a catty of moon cakes, a catty of red date and a half catty of wood ear fungus. Their fixed non-staple food coupons were usually used to buy sugar, eggs, snacks, etc. Since there were eggs at ho, Han Qingsong replaced them with red dates and so wood ear fungus.
In addition, he also bought a pack of snow fungus for Lin Lan.
Red dates with snow fungus would even be considered a good dessert in the city.
“Director Han, does your family like the scarves you bought last ti?” Qiu Dongi looked at him for a long ti and asked when he was buying the snow fungus.
They didn’t expect this mud-legged Director Han to be so attractive, tall and charismatic. Although he was cold and indifferent, it just made him more handso, coating him with so sort of unexplainable temperant.
She just couldn’t help but want to tease him. She wanted to see if his indifferent eyes would show a gentle look to her.
Han Qingsong put everything he bought into his satchel, “Quite a bit.”
“We still have so more suitable ones here, do you want to take a look? They don’t require tickets!” Qiu Dongi shook her big braids and took out a pair of white socks, a pair of red leather shoes, a pair of black, pig leather shoes and several pieces of won’s underwear(3).
(T/N: By that, I an sothing similar to bras. I don’t think it existed according to the tiline of this novel, but just in case that was the aning, I’ll use the term ‘underwear’ to make it general)
Rural won basically didn’t wear underwear. Those who were more particular about things perhaps made their own vests to wear, but those who didn’t bother too much didn’t mind going without it.
She showed him the selection and tilted her head slightly, looking at Han Qingsong.
He didn’t look up at her as his eyes fell on those items. His gaze held no difference whether it was him looking at the elder woman beside her who sold the non-staple food and the items offered.
Qiu Dongi was a little lost.
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