Shen Rusong thought that he had nothing special to buy, so he only took out a one-dollar nickel, put it in the ration card and handed it to the quartermaster, saying, "I'm just going to buy a bottle of beer, nothing else."
The quartermaster with his cuffs rolled up and half of his hands covered with thick black hair, turned Shen Rusong's ration card to the corresponding page of the liquor ration card, tore off one card, and then took out a bunch of liquor coupons. Give Zhang to Shen Rusong.
Only then did the military police with guns and ammunition actually enter Shen Rusong.
Shen Rusong muttered a few words. He felt that it was a bit troublesome and he had no choice. Since ancient times, drinking alcohol has been strictly prohibited in the army. Tobacco can be smoked casually and is rationed. liquor? Not to mention hard liquor, beer is not allowed. He can't buy more if he wants to. For those below the rank of school officer, the purchase limit is three bottles of beer per month, and it cannot be accumulated.
The night market was probably opened in an old aircraft factory. Shen Rusong was crowded in the crowd and could see a monoplane hanging above his head. Hey, it must be true. He found a stall that used dismantled wings as a booth.
Shen Rusong followed the flow of people and passed by stalls built on cement bases. The owners here were wearing camouflage uniforms without titles. After asking, they found out that they were military dependents with base registration. Their spouses were either from nearby state-owned farms. workers, or officers of the base-directed forces.
The items sold are far from rich, and have nothing to do with the dazzling array. Half of it is food, mostly dry goods, such as dried squid, mushroom strips, smoked meat, or canned meat. If you buy it here, the price is more expensive than at the Military Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but you don't have to spend ration coupons, but it is only for military personnel. If you are a farm worker, you will have to spend precious ration coupons.
Most of the other items are handicrafts, such as shell necklaces, small animal furs, stone carvings, bone flutes, etc., which are all specialties of Yanqi and are suitable as gifts for family members.
The rest are used goods deliberately released by the army. They are all clothes, hats, shoes and socks, which are no different from those in the underground city market, but they are unified into blue, gray and black, and there are no bright colors at all. What, who are you dressing up for in the army? This is worn for recreation. It is best worn for annual dinner parties and is comfortable. Isn’t it enough to give out three sets of training clothes, one set of formal wear, and one set of daily clothes?
There are also many old-era items unearthed when clearing the ruins. They are also put into the market after selection, so there are no large items. They are basically various watches and commemorative coins.
Shen Rusong took a fancy to a small enamel box. The paint was peeling off badly, but the clear outline of the color could be seen. It could be used after repairing.
Mainly because he wanted to send it to his sister at home, who has always liked such old-era gadgets.
"Aunt, how do you sell this?" Shen Rusong asked, pointing to the enamel color box.
"This is a music box. Here, turn this button and you can listen to music."
Shen Rusong turned it carefully, and the enamel color box really flowed out a slightly stiff but crisp music.
"How much does it cost? Auntie, can it be cheaper?"
"This box is an antique, brother. Do you want 20% for it?"
Shen Rusong thought in his heart at that time. It's not like there are no toy stores now. A good music box in the underground city only costs ten yuan, but it requires industrial coupons, which is a headache.
This makes Shen Rusong a little confused. He has had fifteen basic industrial coupons every year since he was sixteen. He has to save them because buying an old bicycle requires fifteen coupons, a stereo twenty-two coupons, and a laptop Computer, one hundred sheets.
He is now twenty years old. This year's industrial coupons have just been issued, and he only has eighteen in total. Shen Rusong is naturally not someone who likes to buy things blindly. He spent 20 coupons to buy a new hair dryer for his mother before he went into service, saving her and her sister from continuing to use the one she bought when she got married. A hair dryer that is about to explode in seconds.
Forget it, don’t buy it. Maybe one day I'll be working in the ruins and find something good? Besides, can you ask your comrades to pay attention? Spend thirty? Damn, all his monthly allowances and benefits plus in-kind subsidies only add up to about forty yuan, half of which must be invested in the military's compulsory savings. He has to save money. What if his sister fails the exam and has to deal with the relationship? What if I get tired and sick one day and want to find a relationship?
Thinking of this, Shen Rusong began to worry about his sister Shen Meihu who was far away in his hometown. Hey, this little girl, let's just say she is troubled. She is also very good at studying, which makes me stand out in the workplace. Let’s just say she has peace of mind. One day she was called a parent for reading a banned book, and tomorrow she sang a foreign song openly and was arrested for examination.
I just hope that this little tiger can calm down his temper after going to college, and know that her brother and mother's suffering is all because of her.
Shen Rusong didn't buy anything in the end. He no longer went to the used bookstall. Spending money on books would be better off reading in the reading room!
If I spend more money on books, it will be #%&! Shen Rusong cursed himself before looking away from a martial arts novel.
Shen Rusong continued to line up with his hands empty. This time he waited for almost half an hour before reaching the tobacco and alcohol supply area. When it came to beer, the eyes of these young guys shone. More than one bastard who tried to cut in line was caught. I got out of the queue and was hit by the riot batons of the patrolling military police.
It was Shen Rusong's turn. He looked at Yishuier's big green sticks and big white sticks. The prices ranged from 2 cents to one yuan. You could only buy one bottle, but the price was up to you.
Qingni, Hailanjiang, Jinsheng, Wusu, Kailong, Baihu... here is probably the most complete beer brand in the league, with more than 20 kinds. No matter what kind of veteran you are, you will always be happy. I can find brands that I have never forgotten.
Shen Rusong asked for a bottle of Qingni beer, and the salesperson gave him 60 cents with an impatient look. After all, Qingni is his hometown, so there is nothing wrong with the products from his hometown.
Shen Rusong wanted to take it back to the barracks and drink it slowly, but he could keep it. Anyway, the weather was cold now, so it would be no problem to keep it frozen for another half month.
As a result, the military police saw Shen Rusong going out with a beer bottle and stopped him drinking on the spot.
“Alcohol is not allowed to be taken out of the market!”
This must be for fear that someone would hoard it for the black market in the military camp. Shen Rusong had no choice but to go back and pick up the bottle. It was too troublesome. He simply knocked the beer bottle against the cement wall and drank most of it in one go.
After burping, Shen Rushong suddenly felt that the Qingni beer was too pungent. Was it because the hops were not chosen well or the malt was too bad? It's like drinking horse urine.
Shen Rusong held his nose and drank it with the mentality of never wasting anything. Beer bottles are put into the collection basket, and yes, bottles are not allowed to be taken out.
After visiting the night market, Shen Rusong walked on the windy main road. The street lights far apart turned on one after another. The searchlights pierced the night sky and swept towards the quiet Hailan Tuduo River. The night market also lit up brightly. In the darkness of Shen Rusong's field of vision, there seemed to be a pair of figures hugging each other, but they were immediately covered in the brilliant lights.
Shen Rusong naturally thought of his classmate Mai Qiu at the Wangkui base. Hundreds of kilometers away, he felt that a very long slanting shadow in front of him was her.
Shen Rusong walked towards the barracks a little lonely, with a sky full of stars above his head. In this new era, anyone can appreciate the bright Milky Way by just raising their head. In the old days, only a lonely morning star could be seen.
"The factory was already shining in the dusk, the train was running fast, and the lights in the windows were bright..."
Shen Rusong hummed softly following the tune that came to his mind. Then he cheered up and walked back quickly.
Back in the barracks, the only ones who didn't go for a walk were Deng Feng and Qiu Tiejun. They had been here for two years and had no sense of novelty anymore. They thought it would be better to stay in the barracks' public rest room and watch TV instead of going out to shiver in the cold. The news is boring, but the heating is turned on enough to feel comfortable.
While Shen Rusong was writing his diary, he chatted with the two veterans about his hometown and the battle. It was just the three of them anyway, so it was okay to have a cigarette with the window open.
After finishing their cigarettes, the others came back one after another around 8:30. Everyone knew that they would be leaving for field training the day after tomorrow, and tomorrow, Monday, the training would be as usual. If you struggled too much, you would be ready to eat the squad leader's leather boots.
The three female soldiers gathered together and began to whisper, while the three male combat soldiers played poker. The bet was to do push-ups or call daddy. Shen Rusong would not stop this kind of conscious training. The other male conscripts seemed to have only seen Liu Youde and Liu Youcheng. These two brothers were playing golden hook fishing. This two-person poker game could last all night.
"Did you see, I exploded! There are only three cards left, I am left with one pair of two! You two are dead!"
Li Hao yelled, "This guy was very unlucky when he played Texas. After doing fifty push-ups, he couldn't bear it and ran away. He barged in between the two brothers who were still far away from the fight and demanded a fight."
"Four sevens!" Brother Liu Youde also made a secondary attack.
"I still have a pair of two. If you don't believe it, I can still explode! A pair of two!" Li Hao still didn't panic. He had a pair of two in his hand and walked away with a single card.
His younger brother Liu Youcheng played four triples with no expression on his face, which stunned Li Hao.
The onlookers burst into laughter. Liu Weiwei, who laughed the most, held her stomach and stopped laughing, opening her mouth wide as if she was choking.
Because Li Hao's last card was a four, the remaining cards of the Liu brothers were all higher than the four.
That's it.
Li Haoren was stunned. He started with a straight and added a king bomb. He calculated that he could win it all four times at most. In his courage, he not only tripled the number, tripled the up card, and tripled the three times. Once you do one push-up, that's it. That's ninety-six.
Shen Rusong, who heard the commotion, came over to seek justice. He glanced at Li Hao, who was rolling around, and said with a dumb smile: "Mouse, you are willing to accept defeat if you bet. If you don't bet, you won't lose. I think you have practiced enough today. First, Thirty-six have been made, and the remaining sixty will be made tomorrow.”
Li Haoru was granted amnesty, and he was busy having sex on the ground. How could he not do a hundred push-ups every day for physical training? This is equivalent to sixty people escaping.
But how could everyone give up so easily? They all threw their washbasin boots on Li Hao's back and told him to finish the job gruntingly, otherwise he would be embarrassed in front of the girl.
"Okay, put the cards away. No one will take them out to play on weekends. If I see him, I'll tell him to eat them!" Shen Rusong said. After singing the red face, he was about to switch to the white face.
But Shen Rusong frowned and realized that something was not right. It was already nine-twenty, so why were there still so few people there?
Where were Liu Zixu and Yang Qi, two people who deserved a beating?
