Rebirth 70, I want to be Niu Hulu Qinghuan

"Colleague, give me a tea egg, you are delicious!"

"Comrade, my family's wonton making technique is passed down from generation to generation!"

"Selling soybean juice! Selling soybean juice!"

"..."

The hawking sounds were endless. Is this really so fair now? It seems that the policy has changed. It is only a matter of time before the official document is issued. I have to prepare myself quickly.

After strolling around, Ji Qinghuan hurried back to the restaurant and watched Su Xiaoyu busying around in the kitchen.

"Why did you do it yourself?" Ji Qinghuan watched Su Xiaoyu put the seasoning boxes one by one and put labels on the boxes on the shelf. Although there was nothing inside, the preliminary preparations were quite thorough.

"These are things that are easy to use, so it's more convenient to put them away by myself. The hard decoration is almost done, have you found the furniture?" Su Xiaoyu said as she worked on her hands.

"Not yet. At this time, furniture factories don't accept private customization, and most casual workers outside can't make so many." Ji Qinghuan was also very depressed. "No, I want to go to Guangzhou! The things there are more novel and more complete, which is better than waiting here. And I heard that the degree of openness there is higher than that of Beijing. Maybe I can find a lot of good things."

Yangcheng? Su Xiaoyu was also very curious about Yangcheng now. She didn't have much money. It would be nice if she could buy some goods and bring them back. Su Xiaoyu knew that Ji Qinghuan's roommate Ding Fang'er was about to become a stall owner. Most of the stalls in Beijing got their goods from Ding Fang. Ji Qinghuan didn't reveal that the goods came from himself. After all, he had a secret! He had never been out of Beijing.

"If you go, I'll go too!" The two hit it off immediately, went home to get their IDs, and went to the train station.

The two of them were queuing at the back.

"Comrade, I want a hard seat on a sleeper berth to Inner Mongolia." The young man standing in front handed over his ID.

The ticket seller took it, opened it and looked at it carefully before replying, "No! Only hard seats!"

"Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow is fine." The man asked desperately. If it were him, it would be fine. But there was also the elderly grandmother. He had to buy a berth.

"No! If you don't want to buy a ticket, please don't hinder the people behind you from buying a ticket." The ticket seller lost his patience and returned the ID card.

The man did not walk away after receiving the certificate. Instead, he hesitated for a moment and took out five yuan from his pocket and put it inside. "Comrade, the certificate was wrong just now. Please check if there is a berth, preferably a lower berth, as the elderly at home have difficulty walking!" He handed the certificate over again.

The ticket seller took it impatiently, and after opening it, his face remained expressionless, but his hands did not stop moving. "A total of 18 yuan! There are no sleeper berths!" He lifted a corner of the ticket and showed it to the man. The man wanted to say no, but when he saw the ticket showed that it was a lower berth, he quickly took out the money, took the ticket and the certificate and put them in his pocket. He left in a hurry.

Ji Qinghuan and Su Xiaoyu looked at each other. They had learned something. When it was their turn, they needed two berths and they both had enough money to be more comfortable. So they each put a five-yuan note in their ID.

"Comrade, we are going to Yangcheng by soft sleeper!" Ji Qinghuan looked at the ticket seller and took the certificate, touched it, and then his expression became slightly better.

"Yes!" He responded softly, "No soft sleeper, two hard seats, 60 yuan!" Then Ji Qinghuan and Su Xiaoyu saw the conductor lift a corner to back out of the car. Seeing clearly that it was a soft sleeper, they nodded hurriedly.

Ji Qinghuan secretly complained in his heart: With this ticket price, no one would believe it if I told them it was a hard seat.

The person behind him happened to be going to Guangzhou. He just didn't have much money so he bought a hard seat for only eight yuan. The man holding the ticket couldn't understand why a hard seat cost eight yuan, but two tickets cost sixty yuan! Then he looked at the two people walking away. It was obvious that the two women were not the type to sit in a hard seat for so long, so they wrote an anonymous letter to report the ticket seller.

When the ticket seller received the disciplinary notice, he didn't understand why he was reported. He remembered that several people gave him money that day. Then he asked his colleagues who were on duty next to the suggestion box at the time. They were all familiar with each other in the same train station. Normally, the leaders would turn a blind eye to these situations. He must have been reported by someone for being punished.

The ticket seller described the three people that day, and his colleagues said none of them were the ones. Suddenly, he remembered that the person who put the letter said, "It's a middle-aged woman with a big mole on her face! Here!" He pointed to the position of his own face.

The ticket seller immediately remembered that this person might be sick, and he didn't receive her money! What's her business. This person was the older sister who bought tickets behind Ji Qinghuan and the others. The ticket seller was very impressed. Because this person had a mole on her face, which was very conspicuous, just above her cheekbone. "Hey! There are really all kinds of people! There are too many nosy people!"

The ticket seller had no choice but to accept the penalty.

Ji Qinghuan went home and said something to Grandma Ji, then packed up and boarded the train to Guangzhou.

As for Ji's father and mother, the return trip was also unusually smooth. There were several waves of enemy spies who were trying to assassinate them secretly, but each time, the guns got stuck or the aiming was wrong, which led to the enemy spies being captured directly.

Sitting in the car on the way back to base.

"The enemy has no one left? What kind of people did they send? Are they here to make fun of us?" Father Ji said, holding a cane in his hand.

Ji's mother was full of doubts and confusion! Logically speaking, the personnel sent out to carry out the mission should have undergone rigorous training, and everyone should be well-trained and well-prepared, but this time even such a basic operation as aiming at the target would have made a mistake, which was really unreasonable. She looked closely and found that Ji's father was still holding a cane in his hand, and couldn't help but wonder: "Huh? Why are you still holding this?"

"Did you notice it just now? I was carrying it all the way here. And I have already issued a death order to the three bodyguards, never to leak this matter out! If my leg is cured, do you think it will be a blessing or a curse for our daughter?" Father Ji lowered his voice and whispered quietly in Mother Ji's ear.

After hearing this, Ji's mother suddenly realized. Yes... If others knew that his leg had healed, it would probably cause a lot of trouble for their daughter. As parents, they trusted their daughter without reservation. However, if she was targeted by those organizations or people with ulterior motives, it would definitely not be a good thing.

"Well. Old Ji, you should be more careful with your legs in the future." Ji's mother suddenly felt regretful, regretting that she had not been more cautious and avoided the eyes and ears of others.

Ji Qinghuan didn't take this issue to heart at all. After all, she still had so many treasures that could save her life. She didn't care about this little thing at all.

On the train to Guangzhou

The train clanged, and Ji Qinghuan and Su Xiaoyu found their own berths. There were only two female comrades in this soft sleeper compartment. They put down their luggage, and Ji Qinghuan walked to the door. He closed the door of the soft sleeper room. Then he sat down to rest. Ji Qinghuan looked at the scenery outside the window that was constantly receding, thinking about where to find the source of goods after arriving in Guangzhou.