Siheyuan: Heavy Industry Revitalizes the Country

Unexpectedly, those more than one hundred tickets actually cost nearly two hundred yuan, which means one ticket cost one yuan in total.

But then again, Fang only wanted to take one-pound tickets, so he wasn't interested in smaller denominations.

The last time I received my salary from the counselor, he gave me a lot of industrial coupons.

But most of them are in small denominations and the quantities are limited.

Fang's mother had saved up tickets for several years, but in the past six months, Fang had basically spent all of them.

This is just perfect. I bought so many tickets, enough to last for a while.

It’s still early, and there’s still an hour before getting off work.

Fang decided to just ride his bike straight to No. 22 Dazhalan.

I spotted the sign of Zhang Yiyuan Tea House and walked in.

Then I found a sentence written on the wall in front of me.

“It is strictly forbidden to beat customers”

Looking at the huge words, Fang Xiang was shocked.

This was the first time he had seen such an outrageous reminder.

"How do you sell this tea?"

Fang Xiang stared at the counter for a long time, looking at the full tea cans.

I couldn’t understand the fancy names written above, so I just asked directly.

Unexpectedly, the waiter in his thirties at the counter yawned and acted as if he didn't hear anything.

Fang Xiang suddenly understood where the slogan prohibiting beating of customers came from.

I looked at the waiters behind the counter, all of them had their eyes looking up into the sky.

I just remembered that I was indifferent to customers who came to my store.

Today, this tea house should be a public-private partnership.

The waiters who work here are all on the regular basis.

Moreover, they are all women in their thirties or fifties. There is no doubt that their fighting power is absolutely top-notch.

Fang Xiang looked at the sleepy waiter and felt helpless.

I simply turned around and looked around, and finally found a waiter who looked more enthusiastic.

When I walked up to her, I found out that it was a girl.

Judging from his appearance, he should be young and has just graduated.

He explained the different price ranges of tea to customers in a very responsible manner.

Therefore, the girl was surrounded by many customers selling tea.

There was no one around the other waiters.

"Which is the most expensive tea here? How much is it?"

After waiting for a long time, it was finally Fang Xiang's turn.

"Are you giving it to someone else or drinking it yourself?

If you want to give it as a gift, this award-winning Long Hao is the perfect choice.

If you drink it yourself, just take some high crush or high foam.

The price is much cheaper, the taste is the same, but the presentation is not as good. ”

This girl is not only enthusiastic, but also responsible and explains things very clearly.

"I'm planning to give it to someone as a gift during the Chinese New Year."

Fang wanted to explain.

"How much do you want? I'll pack it nicely for you."

The little girl smiled sweetly.

"How about 20 kilograms? One kilogram per package, okay?"

Fang Xiang thought about it and decided that tea leaves could be placed in the space.

Even if you can't finish it all at once, you can keep it for yourself or take it out when you need it.

Just ask for more at once.

"Oh, it's still 20 kilograms, you're showing off here, can you afford it?!"

As soon as Fang Xiang opened his mouth, a sarcastic voice came from behind the counter.

Turning around, I saw a waiter in his forties, still eating melon seeds.

“I can’t give that much as a gift, so you can give one or two kilograms.

I'll pack it into a bag for you, and you won't lose face when you take it out."

Just when Fang was wondering, he didn't provoke anyone, the little girl immediately spoke up to help him out.

"It's okay, I just want 20 kilograms."

Fang Xiang didn't intend to pay attention to the waiter and nodded to the girl.

"Stick a green onion in your nose, what's the point of pretending to be an elephant?

Do you know how much this tea costs per pound? I have so many tickets and money! "

The waiter's lips moved up and down, spitting out melon seed shells, and he started to speak in a sarcastic tone again.

"Count it and see if it's enough."

Fang Xiang took a quick glance, then took out the tea ticket from his pocket and placed it on the counter.

"hiss......"

Suddenly, there were gasps all around.

An ordinary family would only be allocated one tea ticket worth one tael of tea per month at most.

Basically, it's enough for a family.

Those who don’t like drinking tea or are not well off use their tea tickets to exchange for other useful tickets.

I've never seen anyone holding so many tickets.

"It costs five yuan per pound. Are you sure you want twenty pounds?"

At this moment, even the little girl at the counter was staring blankly.

The waiter who had been acting weird just now didn't dare to say anything when he looked at the tickets.

Anyone who can come up with so many tickets will naturally not be short of money to buy tea.

"Yes, twenty kilograms."

Fang Xiang continued and took out ten big unity notes and placed them on the counter.

When I read novels in the past, I would always encounter this kind of situation where people look down on others when they go to buy luxury goods or luxury cars.

I didn't expect that I would meet such a person when buying tea. It's really rare.

No wonder there are slogans on the wall prohibiting beating customers.

It seems that these waiters have done similar things many times before.

"Tsk... I don't know where these tickets and money came from."

Just as the little girl was wrapping tea leaves seriously, the waiter who was eating melon seeds.

He said something sarcastically again.

But everyone acted as if they didn't hear anything, as if they were used to this situation.

Seeing that no one was there to support him, the waiter found it boring and pretended to be busy, then turned around and walked away.

Soon, the little girl wrapped the tea leaves with tea paper.

Each package was neatly stacked and tied with ropes.

Fang Xiang carried ten bags in each hand, walked out of the store, and hung them on the handlebars of his bicycle.

It attracted strange looks from passers-by on the roadside.

It seems to be saying, who in their right mind would buy so much tea at once?

However, there were many people on the road at that time, so Fang Xiang didn't dare to put it directly into the space.

On the way home, I happened to pass by Wangfujing and thought of that department store.

Now that you're here, you might as well not make a second trip and just buy all the gifts you want to give away.

I parked my bike and paid the two cents parking fee.

Carrying tea bags in both hands, he entered the tobacco and alcohol area.

I used the cigarette and wine coupons to buy twenty bottles of Moutai and twenty cartons of Zhonghua.

Fortunately, the attitude of the waiters here is much better than that of the tea shop.

Not only did he take the initiative to put it in a cardboard box, he also tied it up with a rope.

He also helped hang it on the back seat of the bicycle.

But here in the department store, there are more wealthy people buying things.

Many people, like Fang Xiang, started preparing New Year's goods in advance with big and small bags, but it didn't attract much attention.

Fang wanted to raise his hand to check the time, and it was time to get off work.

There are people everywhere, and it is impossible to store things in the space.

I could only ride my bike north towards Nanluoguxiang, intending to go home first.

After putting away the things, go find Wei Shengli.

Unexpectedly, I just rode my bike to Nanluoguxiang and turned into an alley with few people.

There were a few young people riding bicycles behind them. They immediately sped up and surrounded Fang Xiang.

"Boy, if you know what's best for you, hand over your stuff and money.

Otherwise, I will make you suffer."

A young man who looked as thin as a monkey parked his bicycle.

He pulled out a half-foot-long dagger from his pocket and approached.

The other two also took out their daggers and looked at Fang Xiang with murderous eyes.

Well, the old saying that wealth should not be shown off is not said for nothing by our ancestors.

Fang Xiang immediately rolled his eyes.