Educated Youth: I have a critical strike system

“Damn, there’s no black market??”

Walked around the town.

Chen Yue discovered that the 'legendary' black market could not be found at all.

I guess you have to go to the county to get it.

I couldn't help but feel pain in my face again.

This is a mess.

You really can’t mix it with toothpaste? ?

This is hard work.

Chen Yue didn't even know what to say.

Sure enough these days.

It’s inconvenient to do anything.

Not only are supplies extremely scarce.

Damn it, there's no place to even buy anything.

Sad reminder.

"Xiaowu, I have your mailbox."

Just when my balls hurt.

Chen Yue suddenly heard someone calling him.

Turn around and look.

I found a place with a post office sign and came into view.

The person who called him was also a young man dressed as a postal worker.

this man.

The original owner knew him, but was not familiar with him.

The original owner was just a bastard, and he wouldn't dare to let out a fart when meeting such a 'public' person.

A perfect example of bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"What parcel?? Who sent it??"

But it was different when it was Chen Yue.

At least he wouldn't hide away, but walked over and asked calmly.

"It's from your fourth sister. I don't know what kind of package it is."

The fourth sister sent it? ?

Chen Yue was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

The feelings were sent by Chen Simei, the fourth sister who married into the army and became a family member of the army.

The three daughters of the Chen family, the second sister Chen Ermei, the third sister Chen Sanmei, the fourth sister Chen Simei, plus Chen Dazhuang and him, they are almost one, two, three, four and five.

Like the other girls in his eldest brother's family, Chen Yue had to be convinced by his naming skills.

Decisiveness still suffers from lack of culture.

"Then can I get it???"

"Why can't you take it back?? You've taken it several times and you can't throw it away anyway."

Hear Chen Yue's question.

The young postman even curled his lips.

"Okay, then I'll take it back with you."

Since he can take it, Chen Yue will naturally not object.

"What's the rush? Sign first. The formalities are still required."

"Oh."

Chen Yue 'obediently' took the pen and receipt handed over by the other party. He only glanced at it and found that there was nothing wrong with it, and quickly signed his name.

Of course it was signed with the words 'Chen Xiaowu'.

This is the real name of the original owner.

Seeing him sign, the postman took a look, turned around and handed the package over casually.

"What is it sent? Do you want to open it and take a look? Your fourth sister is very kind to you."

"It works, ha, it's okay, it's okay."

He looked curious when he saw the other party.

Chen Yue tore open the package indifferently.

After opening several layers of newspapers, only a few items inside were revealed.

"Hey, good guy, this is malted milk. This is a good thing. There is also a letter and two pieces of cloth in it."

"I saw it, let me take a look."

Chen Yue naturally discovered the two bottles of malted milk in jars inside.

This thing is a rare commodity these days, and you can't even buy it if you want.

No wonder the postman looked envious after seeing it.

When visiting relatives, if you can carry a bottle of malted milk, you will save face and dignity.

Besides the malted milk, there were two pieces of blue cloth and a letter.

Chen Yue picked up the letter first, but did not tear it open in front of others.

This letter is written in the name of his cheap wife, and it must be written to his wife.

Chen Yue would not just open it and read it for no reason.

I'd rather leave it to my mother to get it later.

Two pieces of cloth are nothing to look at.

For Chen Yue, who came from a later generation, he didn't care much about even those two jars of malted milk.

Not to mention those two pieces of cloth.

Chen Yue really doesn't care at all.

But in general.

This is all the fourth sister's wish.

At least those two cans of malted milk, the fourth sister must have put a lot of thought into them, which is indeed rare these days.

"There's nothing wrong with the stuff, then I'm leaving."

"Let's go, come and play when you have time."

"Okay, hey, wait a minute, do you have any food stamps??"

"What?? You want to exchange malted milk with me for food stamps?? Exchanged."

Depend on! !

Seeing this girl's eyes staring directly at the two cans of malted milk, Chen Yue rolled his eyes.

Pulling him aside and whispering: "If you can't make malted milk, it belongs to my mother. I can't make the decision. I'll trade it with chicken legs. What do you think of the big fried and fragrant chicken legs?"

"Do you have fried chicken legs?? How many??"

"Two of them, do you want to change them?"

"Only two? If I don't change it, I need at least three. I have to check the weight first. If there are less, I won't do it."

"Three sticks are three sticks. Just wait a moment and keep them. They are quite large. They are bigger than what you have eaten before."

I heard that the other party only added one.

Chen Yue made a quick decision and ran out alone.

When he came back, he held three shining chicken legs in his hand, which made the young postman look straight in the eyes.

Originally, he was planning to exchange it for five pieces.

This time it was a waste of time.

"How is it?? Is the portion enough?? Do you want to change it??"

The post office is small and not crowded.

Seeing that the fried chicken drumsticks in Chen Yue's hands were much bigger than the fried chicken drumsticks he occasionally ate on weekdays, the postal boy immediately nodded heavily: "Change, why don't you change? Niang, your chicken drumsticks are so big and so fragrant. It’s just a food stamp, right? I don’t have any more.”

"Just one piece, bring it to you."

Seeing Chen Yue extend his hand directly towards him.

The postman boy didn't hesitate and quickly took out a handful of receipts from his jacket pocket and took out the only crumpled grocery stamp.

"By the way, my name is Chen Jinshui. You can exchange tickets with me for any delicious food in the future. You see, I also have sugar stamps, meat stamps, oil stamps, and food stamps. I have everything."

"Remember, remember, my name is Chen Xiaowu. I'll leave if it's okay. I still have to buy toothpaste."

"Yeah, I know your name is Chen Xiaowu. Can I ask you to pick up the parcel? Please remember it. If you have something delicious in the future, remember to order it. I haven't had delicious fried chicken legs for a long time. "

Watch Chen Yue rush to the supply and marketing cooperative after receiving the non-staple food stamps.

Chen Jinshui did not forget to give a special reminder.

Of course Chen Yue nodded and didn't mention it.

This Chen Jinshui looks like a foodie at first glance, and he still has so many tickets in his hand. If there is a chance, he really needs to exchange more tickets with him to prepare.

otherwise.

You need a ticket to eat out. Without a ticket, it’s really inconvenient to go anywhere.

Be prepared.