In this day and age, the sales assistants of the supply and marketing cooperative were extraordinary. Everyone had to curry favor with them.
If anyone had a relative who worked in the supply and marketing cooperative, they could take advantage of the old nose if they had a good relationship.
Just the money and tickets saved every year from the processed defective products were enough for the family to eat for another half a year.
In this era where everything had to be bought with a ticket, money could not do whatever it wanted.
"The ordinary goods are gone." The salesperson returned empty-handed.
When he heard that the ordinary ones were out of stock, Yang Jianguo added,"Is there anything that isn't ordinary?"
Seeing that he was wearing ordinary clothes, the salesperson frowned and said,"Exported to domestic sales, Temple of Heaven, big brand, 15.50 yuan, do you want it?”
The salesperson said a few words, afraid that he would misunderstand.
Five yuan was enough for a person to eat for a month. 15.50 yuan for a shirt?
Truly expensive!
"I'll buy it," Yang Jianguo said.
It wasn't like they didn't have the money to get married once in a lifetime.
He quickly took out the cloth ticket and money. The salesperson looked at him in surprise and brought the things to him.
As expected of a big brand that sold for domestic sales. It was snow-white and looked exactly like a white shirt.
"Hey ~"
He smiled self-mockingly and saw the words 'exquisite craftsmanship' and 'made in China' embroidered on the logo.'
Yang Jianguo was still a little proud. If a man showed the logo outside, the girls on the street would be trampled by the matchmaker.
15.50 yuan for a shirt? What kind of family is this?
However, when he thought about how the poorer the person, the more glorious it was…
Yang Jianguo felt that he was thinking too much. If he really did this, people might think that he was a capitalist and hide far away.
If the ingredients were not good, someone might die.
After buying the shirt, he didn't need to buy the pants. His pants were quite new.
The main reason was that Yang Jianguo felt that it was a little too high-profile and would easily attract trouble.
He wasn't afraid that someone would investigate. The tickets and money given by the system were well documented.
The factory rewarded him for signing in 10 big groups.
He said that he had played a good role in leading the way and could be called a worker's benchmark. He had high awareness and was a good comrade. He was hereby rewarded.
Also, the bicycle ticket in his hand was given to him personally by Factory Manager Yang after he passed the fourth-grade riveter examination.
However, Yang Jianguo couldn't figure out whether he wanted to give it to him or if the system only had the intention after signing in.
However, no matter who came to investigate, there would not be any problem!
But no problem didn't mean no trouble.
"Yang Jianguo, don't be arrogant. You just want to get married and live a good life.”
After muttering a few words, Jianguo Yang walked toward the bicycle.
"Comrade, I want to see a bicycle.”
This time, without waiting for the other party to speak, Yang Jianguo took the initiative to take out his bicycle ticket.
15.50 yuan for a shirt was too extravagant, but a bicycle was more acceptable even though it was more expensive.
There were many bicycle brands in China, such as Flying Pigeon and Red Flag from Tianjin, Baishan and Seiko from Shengyang, and Golden Deer from Qingdao.
Among them, the three most resounding signboards were 'Permanent',' Phoenix', and 'Flying Pigeon'.
As the representative of the light industry, the Phoenix was given to foreign guests.
Besides the brand, bicycles were also divided into models.
The Everlasting 13 and 17 models, the Phoenix 18 model, and the Pigeon Chain Sleeves were the best-selling models.
The tickets were also the most difficult to get, and the price was also more expensive.
In the future, it would be equivalent to a limited edition car from a top brand.
The salesperson looked at his ticket. It was a Phoenix18.
Amazing!
" Phoenix 18 costs 219 dollars."
"Here you go."
"Do you want to check the car?"
Yang Jianguo was polite, and so was the salesperson. Anyone who could get a Phoenix 18 ticket was not simple.
He was so polite. Wouldn't he be looking for trouble if he put on a face again?
"No need. The factory quality inspection is not as experienced as mine. Our supply and marketing cooperative can't sell defective products.”
With Yang Jianguo's help, the salesperson smiled for the first time.""Looks like you know your stuff. Take the cart away, and I'll give you a tube of chain oil.”
"Righteous." Yang Jianguo cupped his hands, put the chain oil in his pocket, and pushed the cart away.
"Hey, look at him. This is what a man should be like.”The salesperson didn't even praise her after she walked away.
It was as if it was an honor to receive a man!
The certificate and stamp cost another 12 cents.
This time, the supply and marketing cooperative was done. The next stop was the vegetable market.
At the entrance of the market, he tied the cart with a big iron chain he had bought on the way.
Yang Jianguo took the opportunity to check the tickets in the warehouse. There were still a hundred pounds of meat tickets, which was enough.
An old hen came and he bought a fish to make braised carp. Yang Jianguo walked deeper into the market.
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