Chapter 252 Mid-Autumn Festival Eve 4

Before noon the next day, Zhang Yuejin delivered the things Feng Qingxue wanted to buy to her doorstep, and there were still more than ten yuan left.

"Cousin, count the money, there are still twelve yuan and sixty-seven cents left, check again to see if you missed anything."

Feng Qingxue knew at a glance that not only were there no missing things, but there were more, and she was very satisfied with Zhang Yuejin's way of dealing with people, "No, no, why do I think there are more things?"

Zhang Yuejin smiled and said, "I have some face in the grocery store, so I bought some clearance goods for my cousin."

It was said that he bought it for her, but in fact, the extra money was paid by himself, and he remembered the favor of the twelve feet of cloth coupons.

Feng Qingxue understood the meaning of clearance goods, and Wang Jiao had explained it to her specially.

On the surface, it means that defective goods cannot be placed on the counter for sale, and even if they are sold, they cannot be invoiced. In fact, the defects are limited, which may be packaging problems or quality problems. Whether there are defects depends on the salesperson.

"Thank you, cousin-in-law. Come in and have a glass of water. I'll go call my dad."

"No, no, Jiaojiao likes snacks. I bought two pounds of processed fried dough twists. I'll send them to her!"

Feng Qingxue smiled and said, "Cousin-in-law is so good to my cousin. No wonder my cousin keeps talking about him in front of me every day. Then I won't keep him, lest my cousin knows that I'm delaying her from eating delicious food."

Zhang Yuejin waved his hand, climbed onto his bicycle, and left in a flash.

Feng Qingxue stood there for a moment, and said to the yard, "Ayu Tianzhi Xiaoyun, come out and help me carry things!"

Before she finished speaking, the three children ran out like flying, smiling.

"Is it the food for the Mid-Autumn Festival? It tastes like egg cake and fried dough twists!" After sending the food to the house, several children asked in unison, licking their lips around the paper bag tied with hemp rope on the table.

Feng Qingxue put the things into the cupboard one by one, teasing them, "Yes, for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

At the end, she picked out the broken eggs and then opened the fruit package.

The so-called fruit is a round biscuit made of flour, eggs, sugar, melon seeds, sesame seeds, etc. It is thick, fragrant and sweet. Because it is very crispy, it is not so round and easy to spread. It is very precious in this era, but decades later in the 21st century, there are abundant commodities. Except for people in the countryside who make and sell this biscuit, it is rare in the city.

When she was purchasing supplies, she found that this unpackaged biscuit had high calories, tasted good, and was cheap, only six yuan per pound. Other cakes were not expensive either. She swept away all the cakes in that store for several consecutive days.

She gave each of the children a piece and put the rest in the cupboard.

"If you want to eat it, buy it next time you have a chance."

At night, living alone in a room, Feng Qingxue started to sort out the supplies in the space, piling the food that could be seen in this era on the periphery for easy access later, including cakes bought in the country market.

There are many kinds of cakes and pastries, in addition to biscuits, there are also twisted dough sticks, sesame candy, peanut candy and the like.

The next day, she went back to her parents' home to give gifts. She took Feng Qingyun with her and only took four things, one pound of pork belly, one pound of moon cakes, one pound of egg cakes and one pound of biscuits. Uncle Feng and Aunt Feng did not keep all of these four things. In the end, they only kept one pound of moon cakes and one pound of egg cakes, and let Feng Qingxue and her sister take the meat and biscuits back.

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The prototype of Wang Jiao is a very blessed old lady in reality. Both her parents died, and her sister, who was a child bride, brought her up. After getting married, the old man loved her very much. The old lady was almost eighty years old. She had never done housework in her life, never brought up her sons and grandchildren, and only cooked for herself until the old man died. She collected the alimony from her son on time every year, and envied and hated her.