Plane Supermarket

A blue disposable medical mask was worn on Lin You's face, paired with his white ramie shirt, it gave Ye Zhou a sense of space-time confusion when he entered the supermarket.

Ye Zhou was still sitting in the monitoring room. He didn't want to deal with the natives, not only because he wanted to maintain his personality, but also because he was a chatterbox and belonged to the group of people who suffered from social arrogance.

Even taking a taxi, you can chat with the driver from beginning to end.

He was worried that if he had to deal with the natives, he would talk himself out of it within two hours.

During this period of time, in order to relieve his desire to confide, Ye Zhou wrote a diary on his mobile phone every day.

——Who is a serious person who keeps a diary? It can be seen that he is going crazy now.

Ye Zhou looked at Lin You in the surveillance, and discovered for the first time that the ancient class distinctions could be reflected in appearance.

Lin You's hands and feet were slender, and he was taller. Although he was thin due to illness, his eyes were clear and his back was straight.

Zhao Er and the others have big palm-leaf hands and feet, short and thick fingers, and are not tall, about 1.6 meters in height. The tallest Zheng Ge seems to be less than 1.7 meters, and they always move with panic, and their backs seem to be Never straight.

Ye Zhou sighed a little. Classes in ancient times were not only the difference of status.

In modern times, even if the family conditions are not good, as long as you can read and know how to read, you can stand on a higher starting point as long as you are admitted to a university.

Even if the grades are not good, as long as they can bear hardships and stand hard work, the salary of working on the construction site for a month is no lower than that of ordinary white-collar workers.

Everyone has the opportunity to change their destiny and their own class. Even if they do not change, they will not think that they are inferior to the rich and inferior.

But here, class divides people into three, six, and nine classes. The upper class are born with food, clothing, warmth, reading and writing, and they have no motivation to change their destiny.

And the inferior people have exhausted their whole life's hard work, and it is difficult to achieve the standard of living with a surplus of food, let alone reading and writing.

They have to work hard to live, so their fingers are stubby and their feet are big and flat. What they think about most in their minds is what to eat next meal and whether they can have enough food tomorrow. They have no way to change their fate.

Once the society is in turmoil, they are the first to suffer.

Ye Zhou felt that he understood something again.

He had no straightforward sense of so-called class before.

Although the family has a little money, he never feels that he is different from his classmates who have no money at home.

They study in the same school, receive the teaching from the same teacher, do the same papers, and apply for the same volunteer.

He didn't feel that he was better than them, and he didn't have any sense of superiority brought about by family conditions.

But here, he can clearly feel the class difference, which cannot be changed by individual or family efforts.

Like a behemoth, it suppresses the working people at the bottom.

The more you work, the poorer you are.

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Although Lin You felt that wearing a "mask" was boring, he could still accept it. He was very careful, lest he knocked something down.

Everything here is novel enough for him, whether it is a cart with wheels or a shelf with strange shapes and materials, it is an eye-opener for him. He walked slowly in the supermarket, but he didn't touch it with his hands. what.

Ye Zhou found that he didn't observe the shelves full of food very much, which was completely different from Zhao Er and the others.

Lin You's attention has always been on steel and iron products. He stood by the shelf of thermos cups for a long time. He didn't pick up one until Ye Zhou was impatient and was about to divert his attention to play games for a while. thermos cup.

He tapped the shell lightly, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and it took a long time for him to feel relieved.

He was also very interested in glass, but not at all in porcelain.

Although Ye Zhou has never seen porcelain from this era, it is conceivable that no matter the quality of the pattern, it should not be inferior to the mass-produced porcelain in his supermarket.

Lin You wandered from morning to night, but in the end he didn't take anything.

Ye Zhou, who was waiting to earn a fortune from him: "..."

After receiving Ye Zhou's instructions, Cao'erniang, who was holding the walkie-talkie, put on a mask. She walked straight towards Lin You and stopped two meters away from him. She didn't look at Lin You's face. Before, Lin You She dared to look at him when she was sitting, but now that he was standing, she dared not look directly at him.

Cao Erniang asked: "Young master, why don't you pick something?"

She learned to call him son. She had never seen someone like Lin You before, and she called him nobleman in private.

Lin You said with a smile: "Lin has no long possessions."

He has nothing to dedicate to the gods, only this life, but this life has other arrangements, so he dare not take it lightly.

Cao'er Niang looked at the top of Lin You's head: "Would you like to offer the crown worn by the young master to an immortal?"

Lin You was stunned.

Cao'erniang said strangely: "Young master has never suffered from poverty."

Lin You cupped his hands and said, "It's Lin who made the photo."

He took off the crown and handed it to Cao'erniang, his long black hair was loose, and there was a smile on his face.

Cao'erniang took the dental crown, she had never seen such a thing before, and she didn't know the value, just looking at the fine workmanship, she knew it must not be cheap.

But now she has "detached from the world" and no longer thinks such things are so precious.

After all, she can drink water from a "crystal cup"!The emperor did not have as many good things as she had ever seen!

After Lin You handed over the crown, he first went to get a hair tie, tied up his hair casually, and tied it into a high ponytail.

There were no fleas on him, probably because he was basically alone in the carriage during the journey, and Cao Erniang didn't force him to wear a shower cap after the inspection.

He didn't take fragile items, knowing that he couldn't protect them on the road, but took some small handicrafts and plastic products.

And a whole box of sewing needles—a little gadget he carried most.

Ye Zhou didn't understand, so he asked Cao'erniang specifically.

Cao Erniang explained to Ye Zhou in the monitoring room: "Immortal, needles are not easy to come by. Before fleeing famine, my family didn't have any needles, so I had to borrow them from others, and it cost food!"

"Think about it, how many times do you have to beat iron to make needles? It takes a lot of scrap to make one."

"Only rich wives and young ladies can learn to embroider!"

Silk threads are not easy to come by, and neither are needles. The smaller things are, the more difficult it is to make, and the chances of scrapping are greater.

Cao Erniang whispered: "The eggs saved at home are exchanged for copper coins, and it takes several months to buy a needle."

"That Mr. Lin chose the needle, and he has more eyes than those rough people."

Ye Zhou didn't expect that the ancient materials were so poor. He asked curiously, "Aren't you going to the market?"

Cao'erniang's eyes lit up, she didn't expect the immortal to know about going to the market, she even said: "If you rush, you don't always go back, I have few people, businessmen don't like to come, even if the gentlemen come, we People can’t afford much.”

"What's in the market?" Ye Zhou asked, holding his chin.

He is now much more comfortable in front of Caoerniang, probably because he knows that Caoerniang always wears a filter thicker than the city wall when looking at him, so he doesn't have to worry about revealing his secrets.

Cao'erniang thought for a while, and said while thinking: "It's nothing more than oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. There are also homemade cloth, but there are few people who buy cloth. If it's not that the clothes are so rotten that they can't be worn, no one is willing to spend money to tear them up." Bu, there are also meat sellers! But you have to go early, otherwise the fat meat will be sold out, and only the lean meat with no oily water will be left."

Now Caoerniang has no shortage of meat and fat, and she no longer swallows her saliva like before when she mentions fat.

Ye Zhou: "No valuables? Jewelry? Rouge?"

Cao Erniang smiled a little embarrassedly: "The head of the house bought me jewelry."

Ye Zhou looked at her.

Cao'erniang: "The red headband is so red."

Ye Zhou: "..."

Cao Erniang: "In my place, whoever can wear red clothes when they get married, even if they are half-worn, is still a respectable family in eight villages!"

The biggest regret in her life is that she failed to find a red dress when she got married.

At that time, she was still a 16-year-old girl, wearing a new blue dress and holding a small bundle in her arms. She was sent out of the house by her parents and left with her husband who was waiting at the door.

There is no wedding banquet, no ceremony, and a new suit is already the most solemn thing.

Ye Zhou smiled and said, "No wonder you like to wear red skirts."

The beach skirts Caoerniang chooses are all red skirts.

If someone else said that, Cao'erniang would definitely feel ashamed, but if an immortal said that, Cao'erniang would not feel ashamed.

Cao Erniang lowered her head, and Ye Zhou said to her, "Go and rest."

He has to collect the money.

After choosing the things, Lin You pushed the cart to the cashier under the guidance of the employees.

He looked at the iron lump on the table, and couldn't figure out what it was for, but it didn't stop him from staring at it.

When Ye Zhou came out, Lin You looked away.

Lin You had fantasized about the appearance of a fairy—in his opinion, a fairy should look like a Taoist leader, with silver hair like a waterfall, white beard, holding a whisk, aloof and indifferent, and seeing everything in the world as nothing.

But he never expected that the immortal looked like a young man!

He has neither long hair nor white beard. He is tall and tall, his eyes are shining, his skin is as white as jade, and he has an impressive temperament.

Exquisite as a son from a famous family.

But he is completely different from the son of a famous family.

Lin You couldn't tell what the difference was, but as long as he saw him, he knew that he was not from this world.

It's just that the fairy's short hair... really makes him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin You knelt cleanly this time.

He has knelt down to his parents, to his master, to his gods and Buddhas, and his knees are not so precious.

Ye Zhou was already used to it. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Don't kneel, get up."

After speaking, he walked to the cash register.

Lin You waited for a while before standing up slowly.

Immortals have immortal skills, and it is obviously not difficult to stay young forever. Although they have a particularly immature face, they may have lived for thousands of years and don't care about mortals' etiquette.

This is the character that an immortal should have, not those Taoist priests who pretend to be gods and ghosts, and want to enjoy the bliss of the world under the guise of immortals.

Ye Zhou, who didn't feel that he had the character of a fairy at all, was happily scanning the QR code.

This crown is worth a lot of money!

Ye Zhou didn't directly exchange the crown for money this time, but put it in the warehouse.

The system is still flexible. The things he collects can be exchanged for money according to local prices, or they can be stored in the warehouse, and then resold in other planes.

If he hadn't been brought in forcibly, this trading system would still be a conscience.

It would be great if the young master in front of me could take off his clothes too.

The author has something to say:

Lin You: "This is the character of a fairy!"

Ye, unscrupulous businessman, wants to steal clothes from customers. Zhou: "Make money, hey, make money!"