Chapter 295

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He was also issued other tickets. His rank enabled him to receive a thermos ticket and enamel product ticket. He could either buy a warm pot, an enamel pot or two enamel jars with those.

Sun Zhuowen and Huang Weizhong did not have tickets for the thermos as they merely obtained enamel coupons.

However, it was nothing unusual. After bearing this position for so long, they knew that the thermos tickets wouldn’t ever be given to those of their ranks.

Not only these, but larger-value tickets would be issued at the end of each year that were meant to purchase bicycles, watches, radios, sewing machines and so on. It’s just that not everyone owns these sorts of tickets. One share was given to senior cadres? whereas the other half was taken out as employee benefits and rewarded to those who contributed the most.

By the end of the year, Han Qingsong should be able to get them.

When Han Qingsong went to the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, he was a little hesitant whether to buy two enamel jars or one enamel basin since both items were needed at home.

Sanwang broke the enamel basin at home accidentally. Although Lin Lan didn’t blame him, he couldn’t help feeling distressed and complained to Han Qingsong that the basin was not strong enough.

Besides, there was another enamel jar at home.

Thinking about things that way, it would be better to get the basin, leaving the jar at home. He didn’t mind using his lunchbox for both food and water at work, after all.

After buying a thermos and a basin, he also bought his monthly fixed non-staple food tickets, half a catty of white sugar, half a catty of salt, a catty of moon cakes, a catty of red date and a half catty of wood ear fungus. Their fixed non-staple food coupons were usually used to buy sugar, eggs, snacks, etc. Since there were eggs at home, Han Qingsong replaced them with red dates and some wood ear fungus.

In addition, he also bought a pack of snow fungus for Lin Lan.

Red dates with snow fungus would even be considered a good dessert in the city.

“Director Han, does your family like the scarves you bought last time?” Qiu Dongmei looked at him for a long time and asked when he was buying the snow fungus.

They didn’t expect this mud-legged Director Han to be so attractive, tall and charismatic. Although he was cold and indifferent, it just made him more handsome, coating him with some sort of unexplainable temperament.

She just couldn’t help but want to tease him. She wanted to see if his indifferent eyes would show a gentle look to her.

Han Qingsong put everything he bought into his satchel, “Quite a bit.”

“We still have some more suitable ones here, do you want to take a look? They don’t require tickets!” Qiu Dongmei shook her big braids and took out a pair of white socks, a pair of red leather shoes, a pair of black, pig leather shoes and several pieces of women’s underwear(3).

(T/N: By that, I mean something similar to bras. I don’t think it existed according to the timeline of this novel, but just in case that was the meaning, I’ll use the term ‘underwear’ to make it general)

Rural women basically didn’t wear underwear. Those who were more particular about things perhaps made their own vests to wear, but those who didn’t bother too much didn’t mind going without it.

She showed him the selection and tilted her head slightly, looking at Han Qingsong.

He didn’t look up at her as his eyes fell on those items. His gaze held no difference whether it was him looking at the elder woman beside her who sold the non-staple food and the items offered.

Qiu Dongmei was a little lost.