Flash Marriage of the Era! Married To a Crazy Husband Who Amazes Everyone

Chapter 5 Plan

Ying Sisi felt the stone in her heart fall to the ground. She took out a pack of cigarettes and stuffed it into the other person's hand: "Thank you, brother. I hope you will accept your kindness."

The man took the cigarette with a very kind attitude and warned: "After entering, if you hear people shouting to run away, you must run eastward regardless of whether you have bought anything."

 “Okay.” Ying Sisi thanked her and stepped into the market.

 Rice, flour, grain and oil, meat stamps, non-staple food stamps, books, stationery, daily necessities, etc. can all be exchanged at equal value.

Ying Sisi walked around and finally walked to the noodle stall.

 Her arm was suddenly hit by someone, causing her to stagger a few steps to the side.

  “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”

Ying Sisi steadied herself and looked back. An old lady bowed her head to apologize. There was a book of stamps with open pages scattered on the ground.

 The flowers are green and beautiful.

 The buildings and scenery above are like the mountain and river scenery described by extremely educated youth.

I remember the educated youth said that stamps are of great collection value, and those that are old are rare things that can be found but not found.

If you meet someone who knows the goods, they can be worth thousands of gold.

 She was attracted immediately.

The aunt raised her eyes and saw Ying Sisi staring at her stamps. She immediately said, "Girl, do you want to buy stamps? These are old items from sixty or seventy years ago. There are hundreds of stamps in a book, and they only cost eight yuan."

“Can things from sixty or seventy years ago still be used? How dare you ask for eight yuan? Even if you go to the scrap collection station, no one will even bother to talk to you.” said the stall owner next to him.

The aunt replied: "I didn't let you buy it, I was asking about this girl."

Ying Sisi really wanted it, but the price offered by the aunt was too high, and she couldn't afford eight yuan. "Can I take a look first?"

“Of course you can. These are all my family’s personal possessions. I would be reluctant to sell them unless absolutely necessary.”

Ying Sisi turned over the items one by one to make sure they were from a long time ago: "Are you willing to give up your love for three yuan? I only have three yuan."

Ying Sisi honestly took out all the change, which she had secretly withheld when buying groceries for Song Hanmei. The middle-aged woman was in a dilemma.

The noodle stall owner said: "Girl, you are not a well-off person in your dress. If you spend three yuan to buy something that you cannot eat or drink and go home, your family will not beat you to death."

Ying Sisi began to sway when she heard this. All her knowledge came from the educated youth in the village.

 If there is no way to turn stamps into money, then the things you buy are just like waste.

"I……"

Afraid that Ying Sisi would regret it, the aunt put the stamps into her arms: "Three yuan is three yuan, I will suffer a little loss."

 The noodle stall owner said: "Girl, think clearly, don't be deceived."

Ying Sisi thought carefully and said, "I have thought it through." She handed the money to her aunt.

 The middle-aged woman was happy and regretful at the same time: “My family has been collecting them for decades, but I never expected that they would only be worth three yuan in the end.”

"How about..." Ying Sisi touched her empty wallet and felt regretful.

 In order to save this money, he fought with Song Hanmei many times in battles of wits and courage.

Now that the capital is gone, what should we do next?

 “I have something else to do, so let’s go.” The middle-aged woman walked in a hurry.

Ying Sisi fired her bow and walked back with the stamps in her arms without turning back.

　　Unknowingly, I returned to Li’s house.

As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by Li's father, Li Junlu, who was at home from get off work, and asked rudely: "Do you know you're back? Follow your mother out, and don't tell you when you left, and let your mother and your sister look for you for most of the day. Do you think you are like this?" Daughter, do you want to be a sister?”

"I"

Li Yuwei was the first to answer: "Dad, forget it because it's the Chinese New Year. My sister didn't mean it."

 (End of this chapter)