Protect me?
Fang Yan did not know whether to laugh or cry.
"It's okay. I didn't take it to heart." Fang Yan waved his hand, indicating that it was fine.
"That's good, that's good." When Zhou Jie heard Fang Yan's words, she immediately beamed with joy.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving.”Fang Yan really did not want to have anything to do with this group of people.
He thought that he was not on the same path as them.
Zhou Jie immediately shouted,
"Hey…Fang…Fang Yan, what are you busy with today?”
In addition, Gao Huan also echoed,
"That's right. I don't even have time to attend a party.”
"Originally, we wanted to see you compose a poem or something. It's not as boring as you.”
The others also said,
"You didn't come, Haitang didn't come either. We thought you two were secretly dating.”
After saying that, the others even laughed.
Fang Yan said to them indifferently,"
"We don't have enough firewood, rice, oil, and salt at home, so we have to buy them. We really don't have time.”
"So, I'm sorry, but I have to go.”
After saying that, he nodded at the group of people, then turned around and left.
The group of girls were left in a daze.
It was only after Fang Yan turned the corner and disappeared that one of them said,
"This Fang Yan has been cold every day.”
"What does his family do? He has to do everything?"
"I heard that his parents aren't in Beijing. He lives alone in Nanluogu Alley.”
"I'm usually alone, so I have to worry about daily necessities.”
Zhou Jie said to the others,
"Haitang told me that his parents are both military doctors. They left the capital with the army many years ago, and he was the only one living in that courtyard house.”
"Doesn't that mean that I have to cook for myself when I go back every day?”someone asked innocently.
"What else? Hire an auntie like your family?" Soon, someone retorted.
Gao Huan also asked in puzzlement,
"Aren't his parents in the army? Why aren't they staying in the quad?”
Zhou Jie spread her hands and said,
"Probably not a cadre…"
Someone sighed."
"That's a pity…"
Someone smiled and replied,"
"What are you regretting? She's not going to date you!"
"Ya, you wretched girl! I think you're trying to steal her away." The other smiled and pretended to pinch back.
"I want to tell Yu Haitang!"
"How dare you!"
"Hahaha…"
Soon, the group of people started to fight.
On the other side, Fang Yan went to the coal construction station. Without much effort, he spent 1.13 yuan to buy 100 catties of coal.
He carried the 100 pounds of briquettes in a snakeskin bag. After walking to a remote place, he put them into his space.
Since he was already out, Fang Yan planned to think of a way to get more living supplies.
There were actually quite a lot of things that were lacking in this house.
The main thing was that they lacked food.
He still had the 50 yuan he had extorted from Yi Zhonghai.
Before the price of this thing continued to rise, he had to exchange it for something that was easy to store.
For example, grains such as flour and rice.
As for vegetables and meat, 50 yuan was really not enough to buy much.
The price of rice and noodles was 18 cents per catty.
The price of pork was 25 cents per catty, regardless of which part was cut at random.
Right now, Fang Yan's first goal was to eat his fill.
It seemed that it was far from enough to eat well.
After eating a few meals these few days, he finally had some oil in his stomach.
If he ate two more meals of cornbread, the oil in his stomach would run out again.
He had no income for the time being.
If you don't have enough money, you have to plan carefully and live within your means.
He had to do his own work for the money and food.
In this era, few people had a family income close to 100 yuan like Yi Zhonghai.
Most of the working class had a monthly salary of 34 yuan, which had to be calculated in cents.
Over time, irritability often arose from this.
He always calculated too much, like Third Master Yan Bugui, who was stingy and annoying.
Little did they know that these hard-pressed days were the result of having no choice but to make a living.
Of course, there were also some who gained weight in the courtyard.
There were only two fatties in the courtyard.
One was Liu Haizhong, the second uncle, and the other was Jia Dongxu's mother, Jia Zhangshi.
The fat on their abdomen was shaking up and down, forming a sharp contrast with the other people in the courtyard who were hungry and thin.
These two people would not mistreat their master.
One of them complained about being poor every day while taking her husband's pension and stuffing it into her mouth.
The other family ate porridge and ate meat by themselves.
Right now, Fang Yan only wanted to get enough food to survive the famine.
If he could use the system to obtain more daily necessities, that would naturally be even better.
But now, it seemed that the things he got after rejecting were basically only enough for one or two meals.
He was really stingy.
If Fang Yan wanted to obtain more resources, he would have to take the initiative to attack.
As he thought about it, he walked and arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative.
There were surprisingly few people here today. Fang Yan only found out after asking that several best-selling products of the supply and marketing cooperative had raised their prices today.
The supply and marketing cooperative sold oil, salt, sauces, vinegar, clothes, some daily necessities, and metal goods that were considered precious in this era.
There was also a small amount of agricultural materials for sale.
Fang Yan needed to buy some seasonings. When he went in to inquire, the oil had risen.
Fang Yan bought ten packets of salt, a packet of tea leaves, and two bottles of soy sauce.
The salt was refined salt, but Fang Yan was not used to eating coarse salt.
Soy sauce was used for seasoning, rice, and anything else.
As for tea leaves, they were also a life-saving thing when they could not eat vegetables.
Fang Yan bought Jasmine Flower with high shatter.
Gao Sui was also called Gao Mo, also known as labor protection tea.
It was the special tea leaves of this year.
In fact, it was a little funny. This thing was the tea powder that was sifted out when the tea shop sifted tea.
This kind of powder was useless in other places, but in this poor situation, it was the only tea material that Fang Yan and the others could afford.
Although it was difficult for high-grade tea to be refined, it was still good tea. It was just that it had lost its shape. When it was brewed in a teapot, the fragrance was not inferior.
Fang Yan was not particular as long as it had all the functions.
He bought some things at the supply and marketing cooperative.
There was still more important food that he had not bought.
If they went to the grain station or grocery store to queue up now, they would have to wait until at least three or four in the afternoon.
No matter which district it was, there was an endless stream of people buying food.
In Yanjing, most of the people queuing outside the grain station still had foreign accents.
They came from the three provinces and Tianjin.
Because of the capital's unlimited supply system, the places that needed food stamps were very envious.
Those who had money but no tickets chose to come to the capital to buy food or meat.
There was a long line from day to night.
Fang Yan returned to the Dongcheng Area and took a look outside the grain station not far from the courtyard house.
There were many people, but not many.
He was hesitating whether he should wait in line until the afternoon.
He saw someone waving at him at the front of the line.
Fang Yan focused his eyes and saw that it was Yan Jiedi.
She and her mother were queuing up. It seemed that they had occupied a seat last night and were about to get there.
Fang Yan walked forward. Yan Jiedi did not care about her mother's dark face and said to Fang Yan warmly,"
"Brother Yan, what are you buying? We'll buy them together and distribute them when we return to the courtyard.”
Fang Yan looked at the two of them carrying two large wicker baskets.
It seemed like he was going to make a big purchase.
For a moment, he was stunned.
What was going on?
Old Yan also wanted to store up grain?
Yan Jiedi couldn't hide her words in front of Fang Yan. Seeing his confusion, she said,"
"My big brother is going on a blind date. He'll come over next week to buy more food for people to see.”
Third Aunt couldn't keep her face up, so she slapped Yan Jiedi and reprimanded,"
"Wretched girl, what do you mean by showing it to others? In the end, it's still you guys who eat it.”
When Fang Yan heard this news, he was suddenly stunned. Yan Jiecheng had gone on a blind date?
He remembered that Yu Li had also said that she would introduce him to her big brother so that she wouldn't have to go on blind dates.
After all, in the original novel, Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li were married.
If these two incidents were put together, could it be that Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li were going on a blind date?
Thinking of this, he pretended to ask casually,
"Which family is this young lady from?"
Faced with Fang Yan's question, Yan Jiedi immediately replied,"
"I heard from my dad that it's not far. The girl is from Qianye Lane.”
Third Aunt probably wanted to show off, so she replied,
"That's right. That family's parents are from the rolling mill.”
"There are no males at home, only two daughters.”
"In the future, the family property can only be passed on to the son-in-law, hehe ~"
Fang Yan was almost certain of the answer. He just smiled and nodded, replying,
"Then Brother Jiecheng will enjoy life in the future.”
Third Aunt beamed with joy and said to Fang Yan,
"Hai, it's not even a sign yet, hehehe ~"
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