F * ck, I didn't expect this Yang Yi to be so crazy as to make Sister Qin work to support him!
At this moment, the pain in Silly Zhu's heart was indescribable. His goddess was actually bullied so badly by Yang Yi.
"Hey, can you hurry up? We're all in line.”
The workers in the queue behind were getting impatient. What was wrong? Was this a fellow countryman meeting a fellow countryman? Even so, they couldn't reminisce about the past here. Didn't they see the long queue behind them?
"What are you arguing about? If you don't want to eat, then leave!"
At this moment, Silly Pillar was filled with anger. His anger bar was already full, but he could not find a target to release it.
The worker shut his mouth. He had only wanted to urge Qin Huairu to hurry up, but he had not expected to offend the canteen staff.
Silly Zhu was furious, but he still scooped up a spoonful of cabbage for Qin Huiru and placed it in the lunch box. He added another spoonful of soup and finally gave two cornbread to his goddess.
"Sister Qin, can you eat this? Why don't I get you some white flour?"
Silly Zhu asked with concern,
"Ah, no need. This is good enough for me."
Qin Huairu rejected him. She was used to being thrifty. Although her husband said that the family did not lack money, she had to learn how to manage the household.
Her husband could eat better because he was the pillar of the family. As for her, there was no need for that.
Moreover, the food here was much better than at home.
Qin Huairu happily took the lunchbox and turned to leave.
The workers behind took the lunch box and went forward to get the vegetables. Shazhu was expressionless as he scooped up a spoonful of cabbage. Then, under the surprised gaze of the workers, his hands kept shaking as if he had Alzheimer's disease. He shook the spoonful of cabbage until only one-third of it was left.
The worker was dumbfounded. F * ck, didn't he just urge her? There's no need to retaliate like this, right? Besides, he was the one who urged the female worker, not you.
"No, Master, why is there only this much?”
The worker was anxious.
"That's all. You can eat it or not!"
Silly Zhu rolled his eyes and said with an extremely bad attitude.
He had no choice but to leave with the lunchbox. He did not dare to argue with Silly Zhu. If he did, he would be remembered by Silly Zhu. If he was beaten like this every day when he was getting food, he would have nowhere to cry in the future.
Yes, the chefs and canteen masters of this era were just so awesome.
On the other hand, Yang Yi was relieved when he left the rolling mill. He was surrounded by people just now, and their gazes made him feel uncomfortable, as if he had done something outrageous.
However, this time, he had solved a problem and laid a foundation for his future life.
However, he couldn't be arrogant yet. He had to work harder. After all, there was a huge sum of money in the interspace. Just the salary that Qin Huiru received from work was not enough to cover it.
If he wanted to support his goal of spending money extravagantly, he had to continue thinking of other ways.
It was not Yang Yi's style to let money fall to ashes and not spend it to enjoy it.
However, this was not urgent. He had to take it slow. He had to eat slowly. He could not take too big a step at once, or else it would be easy to pull that thing.
Looking at the time displayed on his watch in his space, it was only slightly past ten. Yang Yi wondered where he would go now. He did not want to return to the courtyard at this time. There was no one in the courtyard at this time.
Besides, he would have to come out for lunch after he returned to the courtyard. Now that Qin Huairu was at work, there was no one at home to cook for him. He was not willing to cook for himself.
Yang Yi thought about it. It seemed that he had to find a way to solve the problem of having lunch in the future as soon as possible. Otherwise, he could not eat at a restaurant every day at noon. It was easy to get angry.
It wasn't lunchtime yet, and he wasn't hungry yet. He didn't want to go home, so Yang Yi rode his bicycle and wandered around.
He rode his bicycle aimlessly, going wherever there were more people.
Unknowingly, they had arrived at Zhengyang Street.
Zhengyang Street was bustling with people coming and going. There were restaurants, taverns, hotels, clothing stores, and hairdressing shops everywhere.
In the future, this would be a proper commercial street in the central business district.
Yang Yi parked his bicycle at the parking lot at the end of the street, took the receipt from the old man guarding the car, and began to stroll around.
In this day and age, bicycles were considered valuable items. There was a special place to store them, and there were also people who helped to look after them. Of course, there was a fee. Don't think that you could get them for free. It was two cents for each time you stored them, and it was more expensive to keep them overnight. It was five cents.
Yang Yi walked on the busy streets and found everything interesting. These ancient objects gave him a special feeling.
When he passed by Si Lian Hair Salon, Yang Yi's heart skipped a beat. He touched his head. His hair was a little long and needed to be trimmed.
So, Yang Yi walked into the salon.
In this era, it was very simple for men to cut their hair. They just needed to cut their hair short. There was not as much work as in the later generations.
The hairdresser was an old man. He wrapped a large white cloth with spots around Yang Yi's neck, who was sitting on a stool, and picked up the scissors to start cutting.
Yang Yi hurriedly stopped him. He really couldn't compliment the uniform hairstyles of men in this era.
He didn't care about the others, but he still felt that he had to get a pleasing hairstyle.
Therefore, Yang Yi described the characteristics of the Mohican hairstyle to the old man with great difficulty, as if he was looking at an idiot.
Yang Yi's mouth was dry, but in the end, the old man still didn't understand. In the end, he even thought that Yang Yi was deliberately causing trouble.
Yang Yi was speechless. He couldn't explain it anymore. In the end, he had no choice but to tell the old man not to care about anything else. He could just cut it while he talked.
In the end, with the cooperation of the old man and Yang Yi, the first Mohican hairstyle appeared in this era.
The old man looked at the final product and retracted his gaze as if he was looking at an idiot. He clicked his tongue in wonder.
Next, there was a one-stop service of shaving, trimming, shaving, cutting nose hair, and picking ears, but Yang Yi couldn't stand this old man anymore, so he simply paid the bill and left.
After leaving the salon, Yang Yi walked on the street. At this moment, he was the most beautiful boy on Zhengyang Street, and he attracted a lot of attention.
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