Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chapter 118 The Resentful Sister Whose Stepsister Gave Her a Golden Finger 25

It was very smooth to collect the food. I could just sign and take it away.

Each person was given 5 kilograms of sweet potatoes, 5 kilograms of potatoes, and 20 kilograms of corn flour. It can be said that this amount can only ensure that one person will not starve to death, and is not enough to eat for three months.

The brigade accountant also took the opportunity to introduce the village policies.

"The village gave each educated youth 100 kilograms of grain per year, which corresponded to 120 work points per month. If the work points were not enough, they had to make up for it with money and food coupons."

"If you want a share of food, you have to work harder and earn more work points. You can then exchange the work points for food or do other things."

Qiao Ruizhu feels that, generally speaking, the conditions here are much more relaxed than in other rural areas.

It turned out to be the place in the countryside that God arranged for the heroine, and it was first-class in every aspect.

Even the youth center where they lived was better off than the average villagers' homes, so she felt it was difficult to propose moving out and living on her own.

On the way back to the youth center, I happened to see the village's ox cart entering the city.

Song Mingyue reminded the new educated youth that if they wanted to go to the city to buy things, they had to take the ox cart, otherwise they had to walk. As for the tractor, there was only one in the village, and it was very valuable.

Apart from reception, it can only be used for production.

A few educated youth who needed to buy more things hurriedly trotted back to deliver the food, and then hurriedly climbed onto the ox cart.

Qiao Ruizhu and Zheng Xiaoe naturally wanted to go too, and each paid five cents for the fare.

Qiao Ruizhu didn't actually lack anything, after all, the space was full of everything. But no matter what she took out, there had to be an excuse, right?

So, she would not miss the opportunity to go out.

Of course, I have to do other things on the side.

Zheng Xiao'e went to pick up a package. Qiao Ruizhu had also mailed a package for her before leaving, but it hadn't arrived yet, so the two of them separated when they arrived in town.

The oxcart was scheduled to wait at the entrance of the state-owned hotel at 3 pm, and would not wait after that time.

Qiao Ruizhu walked around the city and visited the supply and marketing cooperative, finally getting a rough idea of the situation. Then she went to the state-owned restaurant for lunch.

She has neither money nor tickets, and will never miss the opportunity to eat out.

Perhaps because they missed mealtime, there were almost no customers in the state-owned restaurant, and two waiters were dozing off on the table.

Qiao Ruizhu looked at the menu.

"Comrade, please give me one serving of sweet and sour pork with pineapple, one serving of steamed yellow croaker, one serving of piglet blanket, and one serving of scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"Four more steamed buns and a big bowl of rice."

The young waitress looked up, her face confused and her eyes unfocused; the other waitress was sleeping without raising her head or opening her eyes.

A chef wearing sleeves came out from the back kitchen, holding a spatula in his hand.

The chef kicked the waiter who was almost snoring in his sleep, and then responded enthusiastically to Qiao Ruizhu:

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, little comrade."

The sleeping waiter was a young man with a light stubble. He stood up like a ghost and went to the kitchen.

After a while, he brought out the food with a smile on his face and in high spirits.

Wow, he looks completely different from just now.

The waitress also raised her arms and stared at Qiao Ruizhu. Qiao Ruizhu was now somewhat resistant to this kind of gaze, having looked in the mirror in her space.

She doesn't need to take beauty pills in this small world.

The original owner's looks far surpassed those of Cheng Qingqing and Qiao Yongjun combined, and with all the added bonuses she gained after traveling here, she did have the potential to be a disaster.

He devoured a large bowl of rice, yellow croaker, and scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and packed up the remaining food.

Then he walked out of the restaurant under the thoughtful gaze of the man with stubble.

Looking for the most important target today - the black market.

Not buying anything, nor selling anything, but...

According to the plot, Qiao Ruizhu used her mental power to detect while walking and quickly determined the approximate location of the black market.

He slipped into the cultivation space in a deserted place and swallowed a "disguise pill" produced by the alchemy room.

Following the instructions on the bottle, I thought about whose appearance to borrow, and well, I guess... Cao Dongliang.

After all, she has never seen the male protagonist's appearance.

After leaving the space, Qiao Ruizhu looked like Cao Dongliang himself.

Even the clothes he wore were the same as that day.

Of course, this is just a trick of the elixir.

black market.

Located in a remote area.

In a dilapidated mud-brick house, the atmosphere was tense and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

A young man with a ragged face was covered in blood and was forced to lie on the ground.

"You've been following me for so long, and you don't even know what my personality is like."

The big man with a face full of flesh sat on a chair with four legs barely stretched out, speaking in a sarcastic tone:

"Your sister is starving to death...it's none of my business!"

"You little bastard, your life is worthless. Even if you die eight or ten times, it's not worth two ounces of black corn flour from me!"

"I'm telling you, Chen Er! If you don't deliver a pound of refined flour before dark, I'll break both of your arms!"

The young man lying on the ground raised his head with great effort, mumbling something inaudible.

The burly man named Heilang suddenly grinned playfully.

"There's no food at home, right? Fengzi, bring me a piece of bread!"

The man holding the scarred face of the young man immediately agreed and soon brought back half a black coarse grain pancake.

"Add some ingredients!" Black Wolf made an obscene gesture, and Scarface immediately understood.

He immediately untied his belt and soaked half of the pancake with a liquid that smelled of horse fleas.

The boy lying on the ground had nowhere to hide and was soaked all over.

He closed his eyes in despair. As if anticipating what was about to happen, veins popped up on the back of his hands.

My whole body started to tremble.

"Don't say that I, your elder brother, don't feel sorry for you," Black Wolf said with a fierce smile.

"Eat this half of the cake and get a pair of arms in return... How about it, do you want one?"

"I eat……"

The boy nodded with difficulty.

"Haha~haha" Black Wolf and Scarface laughed wildly. Scarface picked up the piece of cake and was about to stuff it into the boy's mouth, but suddenly he stopped and the smile on his face froze.

He fell heavily to the ground.

"Whoosh" ~ A brick flew out from nowhere, and Scarface's brain instantly sprayed all over Black Wolf's head and face.

The boy and Black Wolf's pupils shrank. Black Wolf quickly picked up an iron rod beside him and stood up.

"Which of you friends in the underworld, come out and see the truth!"

The black wolf was quite strong, and he kept shouting.

Qiao Ruizhu walked out from the darkness with an expressionless face.

Made.

It's not that she wants to be chivalrous, but she was really disgusted by the scene just now.

She has to go back to her space and wash her eyes!

Black Wolf rushed over with an iron rod in hand. Qiao Ruizhu easily dodged the rod, grabbed Black Wolf's wrist with one hand, and twisted it hard.

The black wolf screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

Qiao Ruizhu frowned slightly and bent her knees to push against his lungs. Black Wolf spat out a mouthful of blood, and his screams abruptly stopped.

Qiao Ruizhu stretched out a hand and pinched the back of his neck, applying slight pressure with her fingers. There was a slight "click" sound.

The black wolf's limp body collapsed to the ground, and he was no longer breathing.