My golden finger is open

"Okay," ordinary people really can't afford to live here. In this era, a whole family only spends ten dollars a month to rent a house.

She was not short of money, so she took out a hundred dollars from her trouser pocket and handed it to the other party, "Here you go, the extra few dollars are for my brother to run errands."

The other party generously put the money into his pocket and was about to leave, but his clothes were pulled again. He was helpless, "What's the matter?"

"There are quite a few things missing here. Do you have them?"

The two men returned to the yard where the transaction took place.

The subordinates were stunned when they saw their boss carrying the girl back again. They thought they were in love. No matter how they looked at it, the two of them didn't seem to be a good match.

He withdrew his gaze from the two of them and went about his own business.

He took Shen Qingyu into a compartment at the back, which was more private. "Pick it yourself."

He thanked her and walked out.

There were a lot of items placed in a mess here, and she picked out the ones she needed.

A kettle, two teacups, two basins, and a large wooden barrel for bathing.

I took four sets of bowls and chopsticks and one set of quilts.

There are also clothes here, and the variety of things is quite complete, she exclaimed.

I took two shirts, one yellow with small florals, and one light red.

She picked up a pair of army green pants and compared them to make sure they fit her.

He picked up another kitchen knife and called the man over.

"See how much it costs."

The man looked at her pile of things and raised his eyebrows. "A total of one hundred and twenty."

She happily handed the man the money and said, "You have to help me take it back."

The other party nodded in agreement and said, "I'll send it to you in the evening."

"How do I get back?" she asked the man.

The man sneered. His face made such an expression that was pleasing to the eye.

Shen Qingyu went forward and was about to hug the other person, but the other person dodged her mercilessly.

She curled her lips, "Stingy."

This made the other party angry and amused, "No."

I didn't get to take advantage of the beauty and had to walk back by myself. The thought of it making me unwilling was heartbreaking.

I was so miserable in my previous life that I had never even touched a man's hand. It's such a pity that I'm still a virgin at the age of 30.

She was determined to make him subdue her and make him show her her displeasure.

Walk back to your home, this is your home for the time being.

The room was quite clean, with just a layer of dust on the surface. She gave it a quick clean inside and out and was quite satisfied with the room.

There was a large wardrobe in the corner of the room where Shen Qingyu lived, and a kangqin at the end of the kang for quilts.

She wiped all the cabinets with a rag, and it was getting dark.

She was also hungry, so she opened the pot and took a look. It was clean inside and she could use it after washing it. She now regretted not taking the dishes back first. Now she had nothing to hold anything.

I rubbed my empty stomach. I didn’t have any lunch, so I could only wait for someone to bring me food so that I could fill my stomach.

Close the door.

Shen Qingyu walked out of her new home and came to the supply and marketing cooperative. She looked around and saw that no tickets were required for cabbages. She bought one. Almost everything here required tickets. Unfortunately, she couldn't buy anything without tickets, so she went to the agricultural product recycling station next door.

When I walked in, I saw an old man singing a little tune with his head shaking. He didn't move at all when he saw someone come in.

"I want to buy something."

The old man stood up from the stool and led her to a room next door. "Everything is there, just take what you want, and then come out to me to pay." The old man walked out again.

Shen Qingyu took a look first. There were backpack baskets, reed mats, pheasants, rabbits, and herbs.

These are all collected from various villages. Otherwise, how can we say that the power of the masses is infinite?

She took a cool mat, a cutting board, and a portable basket. Shen Qingyu picked them up and found that they were just the right size for her to use when buying vegetables and carrying other things.

Shen Qingyu took the things and went out, "Master, these are all I have. Take a look at how much they cost."

The old man looked at the things and counted them. "Five dollars, five dollars in total."

Shen Qingyu happily took out five dollars and gave it to the old man, then walked back with his things.

It was completely dark now.

There were few pedestrians on the street, so she walked very carefully. She decided not to go out after dark. It was scary to see the streets so deserted.

When I walked to the front door of my house, I saw a dark shadow there with a cart of things next to it.

Knowing that someone had brought her something, she hurried over, just a little faster than walking, as she really couldn't walk very fast while carrying the things.

"You're here," the other person nodded.

Shen Qingyu took out the key, opened the door, and asked someone to carry the things in.

Arrange things one by one.

Following the man and watching him get things for her, her heart began to itch again. "Let's have a meal together." As she said that, she wanted to go to the kitchen to cook.

The other person looked at him, turned around, pushed the cart and walked out of the yard.

Shen Qingyu gritted his teeth and said, "Just wait for me. You have rejected me again and again."

There was plenty of wood in the yard, so she boiled a pot of water and filled the kettle. She made herself a bowl of malted milk and used a jar of lard, filling a whole plate with the lard residue. She used the remaining oil to fry three eggs. This was for tonight's dinner.

I ate some malted milk and some fried dough, and then finished the egg and I felt full.

She took out a wooden bucket, scooped the water from the pot into the bucket and added some cold water.

Close the door.

She took off her clothes and soaked in the bathtub. She moaned comfortably as the hot water soaked her body.

Shen Qingyu was stunned by her own voice. Was this the voice she made? It was too seductive. She was a little bit unbelievable.

In my previous life, my voice was like a man's, hoarse and rough. Most of my blind dates failed because of this reason.

This time her voice was so soft, she should be able to find a man. The thought of it made her extremely excited.

Shen Qingyu took a bath seriously.

I don’t know how long this body has not taken a bath. It is so dirty that a layer of black mud is left after washing.

After washing, she felt that she had become a shade whiter.

After taking a shower, I felt comfortable all over. I put on my newly bought shirt and tried on my pants, which were just the right length. I poured out the water in the bathtub and cleaned up the water that spilled on the floor.

She was really tired after walking so much today.

She returned to the room, spread a new quilt, took off her shoes, got on the kang and lay down in the quilt. The quilt was soft and she soon fell asleep.

The sun is shining brightly in the morning.

Shen Qingyu got up and dressed.

She was wearing a light yellow floral shirt on the upper body and army green pants on the lower body. Her body was still too thin and she looked too frail.

I braided myself into two of the most popular pigtails.

After eating a mouthful of dumpling soup, he went to work with a blank expression on his face.

I don’t know if it’s because she has to go to work, but as soon as she gets to work, her face automatically turns serious. Shen Qingyu’s whole temperament changes when she looks serious.

She walked on the road with her body straight, her head held high and her chest puffed out. All she needed was a pair of glasses to look like a workplace elite.

Shen Qingyu walked for about ten minutes and arrived at the state-owned hotel. The door of the state-owned hotel had just opened. It usually opens at eight o'clock.

She greeted several employees and went into the store together.

The manager did not go to his office. He came to the crowd, clapped his hands and introduced, "This is the new Xiao Shen, who is responsible for the guests' orders in front." He then introduced to Shen Qingyu, "This fat man is Master Zhao, the one next to him is his apprentice, and this Aunt Li is in charge of the noodles. You guys get to know each other, and in the future everyone will work together and do a good job."

After saying that, he went upstairs.

Shen Qingyu was very serious when she was working. After getting to know several employees, she started her first day of work in this era.

She wiped the tables, swept the floor, and wrote today's menu on the blackboard.

Waiting for lunch at noon.

There was a clock on the wall of the dining room. At exactly eleven o'clock, the door of the state-owned restaurant was pushed open and people began to enter.

Shen Qingyu just told the chef what dishes the guests ordered and then collected the money and tickets. The guests would serve the dishes themselves.

This made her feel relaxed and not tired at all.

We were busy for more than an hour at noon, and no one came to eat at half past twelve.

From behind, Master Zhao's apprentice Li Ming called her to have lunch.

She came to the kitchen.

The dishes had been laid out, and Aunt Li asked her to serve the rice. They had white rice for lunch, and the dishes were the ones on the blackboard. This standard of living was impeccable in this day and age.

Chef Zhao also poured himself a glass of wine, which he drank in small sips, and did not forget to ask Shen Qingyu to eat the food.

She was not restrained at all and ate whatever she wanted. She had been working in the workplace for seven or eight years and it was not in vain. She was no longer a girl who was too embarrassed to save face.

After a full lunch, Shen Qingyu went to the front hall and lay on the table, waiting for time to pass in boredom.

In the kitchen, Master Zhao's apprentice is already preparing dishes for dinner.

The door curtain rustled, and Shen Qingyu lay on the table, looking lazily at the person who came in.