The Age of Rebirth: Winning since the educated youth went to the countryside

Zhou Ziwen and the Chen sisters bought a lot of things, but there were only a few big items.

Apart from the two large water tanks, the only big objects are probably two pairs of buckets.

In order to make it easier to take them back, they simply bought two poles for 80 cents.

In fact, it is not cost-effective to buy this thing. Most families make it by themselves.

But they still paid to take these things back.

Two pairs of buckets, one for each of the Chen sisters.

As for other things, they put them all in buckets, leaving only two water tanks for Zhou Ziwen.

"How about we buy another pole and you carry the two water tanks back?" Looking at the two heavy water tanks in front of her, Chen Shiying came up with an idea.

"No need for a pole, I'll just carry it back." Zhou Ziwen shook his head, stretched out his hands, grabbed the edges of the two water tanks, and lifted them up without much force.

In order to show his ease, Zhou Ziwen also raised his hands flat, just like the Shaolin Temple in the movie practicing with buckets.

"Brother Ziwen, you are too awesome."

Zhou Ziwen's performance is not ineffective. No, Chen Qiaoyi is full of care.

Although there was no change in Chen Shiying's face next to her, it could be seen from her eyes that she was also shocked.

"Haha, what's the point? I'm a martial arts practitioner!" Zhou Ziwen looked calm, but he was very happy in his heart.

Sure enough, once you have the ability, you have to show it off, especially the admiring looks from the beauties, which makes me feel even more happy.

"Come on, let's put our things in the bullock cart first, and then we'll see where we go."

It was still early, there was still an hour or two before the oxcart returned.

With such a long time, you can definitely take a stroll around the county town.

"Okay, okay, I've wanted to take a stroll in the county town for a long time." Chen Qiaoyi carried a bucket and jumped up and down as she walked, looking very happy.

"Then let's go shopping today!" Zhou Ziwen looked at the girl beside him with a smile.

He felt that with this beautiful pistachio by his side, the days to come would be very joyful.

Arriving at the gathering point for returning to the county seat, the old man was sitting in the shade of a tree enjoying the cool air.

"It's you, buying so many things again!"

Seeing them, the old man had no expression on his face.

Zhou Ziwen felt that the old man seemed to regard them as prodigal sons.

"It's not possible if you don't buy it. We have nothing in our house now. If we don't buy it, we can't even live." Zhou Ziwen explained, then took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to the old man.

The things they bought today took up a lot of space, and they needed to have a good relationship with the old man to avoid being disliked.

"I heard that some of you educated youths built their own houses. Could this be you?" The old man looked at them in surprise.

"Well, that's us." Zhou Ziwen nodded.

There is nothing to hide about this matter, and it cannot be concealed. After all, they are the only ones building houses in the village. You will find out after a little inquiry.

"Hey, it seems that your family conditions are quite good! But you might as well build your own house. I heard that the conditions in the Educated Youth Home are not very good." The old man nodded.

As a person who specializes in pulling bullock carts, he will hear some gossip from time to time. Through those who ride in the carts, he is fairly well-informed.

"Uncle, please help us take a look at things. Let's go to the county town again. It's been so long since we've been here and we haven't had a good look around the county!" Zhou Ziwen wisely changed the subject.

Wealth does not show wealth, Zhou Ziwen is not prepared to show off his wealth, and he is not someone who likes to show off his wealth.

What he prefers to show off is his own abilities.

"Okay, don't worry, go play. Leave your things here with me and I'm sure they won't be lost." The old man nodded cheerfully.

With the old man's guarantee, the three of them can now visit the county with peace of mind.

Wandering all the way, they came to a scrapyard.

Seeing this place, Zhou Ziwen's heart moved and he said to the Chen sisters: "Let's go in and have a look. We can just buy some scrap newspapers."

His bed is next to the wall, and he is afraid that the quilt will rub off the dust on the wall when he sleeps.

Yesterday he was still thinking about what to use to cover it.

When he saw the scrapyard, he thought of newspapers.

In his home in Beijing, the walls are all covered with newspapers.

"Okay, we also need some newspapers." Chen Shiying nodded.

Walking into the scrap yard, it was not as messy as they imagined.

After all, the scrap station is also an official establishment of the country, and in this era, it is also an iron rice bowl.

Seeing them come in, an old man at the door stood up and asked, "What do you do?"

"Uncle, we want to buy some old newspapers." Zhou Ziwen had quick eyes and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

"I want newspapers. A bundle costs twenty-five cents. If you want a few bundles, go get them yourself." The old man took the cigarette and his expression instantly softened.

"Okay, uncle." Zhou Ziwen looked in the direction pointed by the old man, where there was a pile of chopped and bundled newspapers.

It can be seen that the person who bundled the newspapers was very careful. The newspapers were stacked one after another, and even the wrinkles were not visible.

There's nothing special about these newspapers, they're all discarded stuff.

Zhou Ziwen didn't bother to choose, so he randomly selected a bunch of newspapers that looked more pleasing to the eye.

A bundle of newspapers is not a lot, if nothing else, it will definitely be plastered all over his bedroom.

The Chen sisters were careful and still choosing.

After selecting newspapers, Zhou Ziwen came to a pile of old books that had been sorted. He was going to pick a few books to take back and use them to pass the time when they were empty.

Picking and choosing, he found a few miscellaneous books that looked pretty good.

Although it is of little value, it is definitely enough to pass the time.

Zhou Ziwen brought the selected newspapers and books to the old man to settle the bill.

"A bundle of newspapers, three books, give me thirty cents!" The old man glanced at them and told the price.

"Okay." Zhou Ziwen didn't lower the price and handed over the money directly.

Here, the Chen sisters also selected newspapers. When they saw Zhou Ziwen buying books, they followed suit and picked two books.

Zhou Ziwen didn't help them pay, it was one thing after another.

Even if he was willing to help pay, the two sisters probably wouldn't be willing.

In this regard, the two sisters are quite principled.

After buying the books, they were not ready to continue shopping, so they went back home and returned to the meeting point, waiting for the bullock cart to take them back.

Not many people returned from the county today. Seeing that it was almost time, the old man set off home with his ox cart.

After a shaky journey that took them nearly two hours, they finally returned to Dabazi Village.

"It's so terrible to sit on this bullock cart. My bones are almost falling apart." As soon as she got off the cart, Chen Qiaoyi rubbed her shoulders and complained.

"It's good to sit down, it's better than walking!" Although Chen Shiying also felt tired, she didn't show it.

"Go home first, go home and rest early." Zhou Ziwen consoled him.