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Chapter 55 Gifts

Hu Xiaoman was taken into the house, and Director Zhang didn't expect her to come.

I was also a little surprised to see what I was carrying.

It was almost New Year's Day, and the butcher shop was almost empty, so these things were not easy to buy.

It’s not that the Chinese New Year is coming, and their family hasn’t bought meat yet.

"Xiao Hu, why are you here?" Director Zhang looked at her, and actually understood it in his heart.

A few days ago, Hu Xiaoman asked her to help with the work and had already started doing the trick.

I suddenly came to my door today and was still carrying these things. Isn’t it just a gift?

Hu Xiaoman smiled and handed the thing to Director Zhang's wife, "Auntie, please hold it, I'm carrying one, my hands are red."

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang's wife was not easy to accept, but the things were placed on the table.

Hu Xiaoman sat down and said, "Uncle Zhang, this is almost New Year's Day. I asked my friend to get some New Year's goods. I thought your family shouldn't have New Year's goods, so I delivered them."

This call of Uncle Zhang directly brought the relationship between the two people closer.

And giving gifts is for elders, not because of work.

Director Zhang certainly thought of it after hearing this, but he did not refuse.

This year, the family can’t eat well, and the monthly salary is quite good, but they can’t buy meat!

Things on the black market are extremely expensive. They should think about it carefully if they want to buy them. It’s enough to buy them once a month.

"Xiao Hu, I can't bring these things in the future." He smiled and said, "Don't worry about your business. I've already asked someone to do it. I can finish it for you after New Year's Day."

This is the work efficiency at this time, and it is not easy to do work.

Hu Xiaoman nodded, "I'm not in a hurry. By the way, there is still a bottle of wine here. No one in my house drinks. Uncle Zhang, please help me drink it."

She took out a bottle of white wine from her pocket, and the goods were not expensive, and the supply and marketing cooperative sold a bottle of May Day.

She can buy wine from the apartment supermarket, but the wine there is mixed, and the old wine can be drunk as soon as she drinks it.

Director Zhang's smile on his face became deeper, "Okay, then I'm not polite."

After the two chatted for a while, Hu Xiaoman got up and said goodbye.

Director Zhang kept her for dinner and refused directly. The purpose of coming to give gifts today is not for dinner.

Director Zhang's wife saw her leaving and quickly closed the door to see the meat on the table.

"Oh, this pork belly is so fat, and we have this big elbow. We have a good New Year's Day." She smiled again, flipping the meat here.

Director Zhang smiled and said, "I still wonder if I should look for relationships and buy some meat. I won't need it anymore, and I will save the waste of favors."

If he wants to buy it, it’s not that he can’t buy it, but he has to use favors.

The favors between them are wasteful when buying things.

"Okay, put it away. I have to ask Lao Wang how it is doing."

He naturally had to work after collecting things, especially the things he gave were very well-suited!

Hu Xiaoman left Director Zhang's house and went home directly.

Now that the school holiday is on, she has time herself.

When she opened the tablet, she put the three bottles of Moutai she bought on the shelves, and the price was pre-sale products and offline transactions.

The main reason is that the things are too expensive. The current winemaking process is definitely not as good as those in later generations.

And the year is there, it is genuine, and the price is incalculable.

For only these three bottles, Hu Xiaoman bought them for twenty yuan.

The supply and marketing cooperative sells it for twelve yuan, plus special wine tickets, etc.

But she didn't have those things, so she could only buy them at a high price.

However, Hu Xiaoman didn't think it was expensive, because she checked and found that this bottle of wine could be sold for at least 150,000 yuan.

Price is no longer a standard for quantitatively , but a price without market.

The highest bottle of 60 wine has reached more than one million.

Of course, she didn't think she could sell for such a high price.

After it was released, Hu Xiaoman took a video.

She put on light makeup and sat in front of the video to explain.

"Old men! The Moutai liquor produced in 196 is of trustworthy quality! The packaging is intact and free of damage. If you need it, you can send me a private message, and the price will definitely be not low."

"Only this bottle! I will bring this bottle of wine live on New Year's Day. You can come and have a look at it."

After the video was posted, Hu Xiaoman spent another 1,000 yuan to buy a traffic exposure.

In this way, more people will see it, and at least a few people will come and see it.

Putting down the tablet, she went to take off her makeup, then took a shower and lay in the bed.

It's just two o'clock in the afternoon and I haven't had lunch at noon, I just want to lie down and stay still.

In a daze, Hu Xiaoman fell asleep directly.

Sure enough, I felt sleepy after taking a shower in the middle of winter. When she woke up again, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

I put on my clothes and went out to take a look. It was almost dark outside.

She stretched and then prepared to go into the space to cook.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded outside.

Hu Xiaoman thought about it, who could come to her house? Could it be that he is from the old Hu family?

It shouldn't be possible.

She walked over and opened the door, and stood outside Lu Jianghe, holding a small basin in her hand, covering it with a plate.

"Hello, Brother Lu." She greeted with a smile.

Lu Jianghe nodded and said, "My mother asked me to deliver things and I'll help you bring them in. It's quite hot."

The sleeves of his cotton jacket were placed on his hand, which should look very hot, otherwise why would the masters be afraid of this little temperature?

Hu Xiaoman immediately made way out and the two of them entered the house.

Because there was no electric light, she hurried to pull the light rope.

After the room lit up, Lu Jianghe frowned.

"Why don't you burn the stove? This room is too cold. Are you just staying there?" He said so many things.

Hu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment. She was not staying in this room, so she didn't burn the stove.

Isn't that a waste? No one comes anyway.

What's more, in the eyes of outsiders, she is just a poor man, and it is normal for her to not be able to burn the furnace.

She smiled awkwardly and said, "Didn't you just want to order the stove? You must have a fire at night."

Hu Xiaoman knew that she was not troublesome, but caring, so she was not angry either.

Lu Jianghe sighed and said, "Don't eat here, go, go to my house."

This room is so cold, you will have diarrhea if you eat, right?

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Hu Xiaoman hurriedly chased after him and said, "No need for Brother Lu, I can just take a bite at home. It's too troublesome to go to your house. It's always a big deal to bother you like this."

In fact, she only went to Lu's house for a meal, but it was not good to go there frequently...

After all, we are just neighbors, not relatives.

Even relatives cannot eat and drink frequently.

"Go away quickly." Lu Jianghe didn't look back and walked home quickly.

There is no way, Hu Xiaoman can only follow him and thank Aunt Shen first, and then come back?

The two of them walked one after another, and Lu Jianghe entered the yard and told her to follow her quickly.
Chapter completed!
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