59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

After breakfast, Chen Feng rode a tricycle and went to the street with his younger brother Chen Hao, younger sister Chen Li, and a shameless He Yushui.

Today is the Lantern Festival, and they are going to Wangfujing to buy candy.

"Did you bring the purchase certificate?"

Before leaving, Chen Feng specifically asked He Yushui a question.

"Bring it."

"Where's the money?"

"Of course I brought it. I'm not my stupid brother. My sister-in-law prepared it specially for me."

"Okay then, let's go!"

"set off!"

Chen Hao and Chen Li stood together on the carriage, holding onto the steel guardrail and shouting loudly.

It was as if Chen Feng was riding a military jeep instead of a three-wheeled bicycle. The two children exuded the momentum of defending the country and liberating the whole of China.

Especially second-year!

Because the snow in Nanluoguxiang had melted but not yet dried up, the muddy road was trampled into a paste by the workers living nearby.

Very difficult to do.

Relying on his great strength, Chen Feng managed to drive smoothly all the way, leaving behind three deep tire marks.

"Woo!"

"Drive!"

Chen Hao imitated the sound of a train, and Chen Li imitated the coachman's shouting as he drove the horses.

In short, the two little ones couldn't calm down for a moment.

I met a few acquaintances on the way.

"Xiao Feng, do you want to go out and play?"

"Ah."

"Let's go shopping."

The three passengers were all a little proud. While others were walking, they were riding in a car, which made them stand out.

Once we left the muddy road and got onto the main road, the three-wheeled bicycle became stable.

When they arrived at Wangfujing Street, Chen Feng slowed down and rode slowly along the roadside.

There are very few cars on the road at this time. Most of them are bicycles, with a small number of tricycles, horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts.

When encountering three-wheeled bicycles like these, cars and bicycles have to give way.

Park your bike in the department store's designated bicycle parking area and lock it.

"Uncle, this is our car, please keep an eye on it for me!"

Chen Hao said something very worriedly to the old man who was guarding the bicycles in the department store.

"Little guy, with me, Old Zhao, here, three hands won't dare to steal the car here!"

Chen Feng took out a Hongtashan cigarette and handed it over.

"Uncle Zhao, my brother is young, I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."

"It's okay, it's okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you." The old man took a good cigarette and his attitude immediately became much better.

It’s not popular to share a cigarette when meeting someone these days.

It's all money!

"Master, we are going in."

"Okay, let's go."

"Goodbye, sir." He Yushui and Chen Li were also very polite.

I entered the store and headed straight for the candy counter.

Not many people bought candy, even fewer bought cakes.

In 1960-1961, the supply of sugar in the old city was 2 taels per person per month, based on the "Residents' Non-staple Food Purchase Certificate", with a choice of fruit sugar or yellow sugar. The yellow sugar was imported from Cuba.

Although my country discovered maltose as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, sugarcane sugar was explicitly recorded in the Han Dynasty, and China has become an important sugarcane producer and exporter in the world.

But after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the canteen has been undersupplied.

In order to ensure the supply of sugar, a total of 1961 million tons of sugar were imported from 1962 to 218.

The share that each household in Sijiu City can get this month is only 50% higher than in ordinary months, which is 3 taels per person.

This is already very happy.

You can’t even eat it in the countryside!

"Hello, I want to buy two pounds and one ounce of brown sugar."

Chen Feng took out two grocery shopping receipts and handed them over along with the money.

The old man and the old lady of the Chen family are from one household, while Chen Jianjun and his son are in another household registration book, so they are considered two families and have two food purchase certificates.

According to regulations, a family of seven can receive two kilograms and one ounce.

The salesperson weighed the yellow sugar deftly, while Chen Hao and Chen Li looked at the pastry counter next to them.

Since the Spring Festival in 1959, pastries have been supplied in limited quantities with coupons. Each household can buy 1 kilogram with a "Resident Non-staple Food Purchase Certificate". There are not many varieties, mainly three categories: cakes, peach cakes, and glutinous rice noodles. You can choose any one of them.

But since September last year, due to shortage of raw materials.

The supply was changed from vouchers to tickets. Each household was given one cake and one biscuit ticket each month. With the tickets, half a pound of cakes and two taels of biscuits could be purchased. At the same time, four taels of food coupons were added to the 2-city grain supply voucher.

"Chen Hao, go buy three pounds of cakes."

Seeing how greedy they were, Chen Feng took out the pastry tickets he had received from Director Wang, and added the corresponding food coupons and money.

To be honest, Chen Feng didn't understand why he had to pay extra food coupons to buy cakes.

Wouldn’t it be convenient to directly include food loss in the price?

"Thank you, brother."

Chen Hao took the ticket and money and went to queue up.

Chen Li took a look and ran over.

By the time He Yushui wrapped the candy and put it into the bag, Chen Hao was still in the middle of the line.

"I'm going to buy four bottles of soda."

After buying four bottles of Arctic Ocean, Chen Hao is still waiting.

Chen Feng had sharp eyes and just happened to see a pickpocket among the people in the queue.

The other person was older, wearing a well-fitting black jacket and a jade ring on his hand. He looked like an old artist.

But because of this, the young man who was approached was completely unaware and did not realize that the money in his pocket had been taken out like taking something out of a baby's pocket.

After the other party succeeded, he turned around and tried to run away.

Chen Feng threw the bottle in his hand hard.

"boom!"

"Ouch!"

The soda bottle hit the thief's back of the head accurately, causing him to stagger and fall headfirst to the ground.

The bottle didn't cause him to get bruised, but he lost his balance and fell to the ground, leaving a red mark on his forehead.

"Hey, you young man are crazy, why are you hitting someone for no reason?"

An enthusiastic member of the crowd scolded.

"That's right, how can you throw bottles randomly? What if someone gets hurt?"

Chen Feng walked over quickly and stepped on the thief's jacket, preventing him from escaping.

"He is a thief. He stole your wallet."

"what?"

The young man quickly felt his trouser pocket and found that his wallet was really missing.

“My wallet is missing!”

Hearing the young man say this, the others quickly shut up.

The few people who just mentioned Chen Feng also felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Feng pointed at the thief's jacket and said, "In the inner pocket of his clothes."

"Young man, I haven't offended you, have I?" the old pickpocket threatened with a dark face.

Chen Feng laughed and said, "Why, you still want to take revenge on me?"

"Humph!"

The old pickpocket kept silent and sat on the floor without struggling.

The person in charge of the department store arrived quickly, took over the handling of the matter, and notified the Wangfujing Street Police Station by phone.

By the time the police arrived, Chen Feng had already bought the pastries.

"Chen Feng, it's you."

Chen Feng was a little confused and had no recollection of having seen this person before.

"Hu Anmin, from the subdistrict office."

"Oh, it's you."

Chen Feng nodded as if he suddenly understood something, but in fact he still hadn't remembered it.

The subdistrict office is a department-level unit with quite a few staff members. Those who have exchanged names with him and met him a few times are all section-level cadres. He really doesn't know them as ordinary people.

"Have a cigarette."

Seeing that it was Hongtashan, Hu Anmin immediately put it to his ear.

He couldn't bear to smoke this good cigarette all at once.