sbdcsierra Chapter 26 Skills Make New Contributions
Chapter 26 Skills Make New Contributions
After buying the phone, Zhang Yang wasn't done yet; the saleswoman then enthusiastically started promoting accessories to him.
You should always buy a spare battery, right?
If one battery runs out, can't you just replace it with another one and keep using it?
Shouldn't we get a universal charger too? It would be convenient to take it with you when you travel somewhere, wouldn't it?
how much is it?
Not much, not much, it's less than a hundred dollars in total.
Zhang Yang's attitude was naturally firm: No!
Just kidding, he's experienced the days when phone chargers were stuck in the plug and couldn't be unplugged, just like in later generations.
Buy batteries, buy chargers?
Why waste that money!
However, you don't need to buy the accessories, but there is one thing you absolutely must buy: a SIM card.
brush!
The young woman took out a stack of envelopes, placed them on the counter, and then pressed and turned them with her fist, just like a dealer dealing cards.
One hundred yuan per number, pick any you like, plus fifty yuan in free talk time!
Do you want a number ending in 8 or consecutive numbers?
That will cost extra!
"Tsk, over two hundred yuan gone just like that..."
As Zhang Yang walked out of the supermarket, he touched the phone in his pocket and shook his head.
It seems that the principle of money not lasting is the same in any era.
He thought five thousand yuan was a lot when he ate a six-yuan bowl of rice at noon, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, he only had four thousand left.
We still need to be frugal with money.
Even if the system is now giving him money, he probably won't be able to change his old habits of thrift in a short time.
However, when it came time to buy daily necessities, a new problem arose.
How do I get there?
He had asked Li Xiaoyun and the others where to buy things before leaving the house.
Find a large supermarket, like Tesco or Carrefour, and you can buy all your daily necessities in one go.
It's convenient and the price is reasonable.
He had some money in his pocket and planned to buy the phone and then take a taxi directly there, but now that he's spent several hundred yuan, he's starting to feel bad about the money.
Taxis are too expensive, let's take the bus instead!
But there's a problem with taking the bus: he doesn't know how to find his way.
It's 2005 now, and smartphones haven't even come out yet, let alone map navigation software.
He used to be used to just inputting the location and searching, then following the navigation, but that's no longer an option.
The newsstand sells maps of Songhai City, and they're not expensive, only 5 yuan a copy.
But the problem is he can't understand this stuff either.
It looks like a small book, but when you unfold it, it's a huge page, and the streets on the map are densely packed like a spider web.
The tiny characters representing the street names looked like ants crawling.
It made him dizzy, let alone find his way.
So, he had no choice but to use his thick skin and ask a kind-looking middle-aged woman for directions.
Well, it mainly relied on his ability to read people's expressions; he specifically chose someone whose face showed signs of being in a good mood...
"Auntie, do you know how to get to the nearest Tesco or Carrefour?"
Perhaps it's because the skill works well, or maybe it's because he's good with words.
Anyway, the old lady from Songhai who he asked for directions was very enthusiastic. She not only gave him directions, but also kindly told him that taking the bus was not cost-effective.
Tesco and Carrefour offer free shuttle buses, so why not take one!
Zhang Yang was overjoyed upon hearing this. Could there really be such a good thing?
When I asked, it turned out they were also going to LeBuy something. What a coincidence!
So Zhang Yang happily followed behind the aunt and walked together toward the stop for the free shuttle bus.
"Aunt Liu, thank you so much. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how I would have gotten through."
"Hehe, Xiao Zhang, you're too kind. It's just giving directions and helping out a little, it's nothing..."
Since it's a free shuttle bus, the intervals are naturally longer; it's not like a regular bus that comes every few minutes.
In addition, one person was enthusiastic and talkative, while the other deliberately flattered them.
In the short time it took to wait for the car, Zhang Yang had already figured out almost everything about the aunt's family background.
Aunt Liu is 56 years old this year, just like the year the People's Republic of China was founded.
I was a sent-down youth, returned to the city in the early 1980s to take over my father's job, and was laid off in the late 1990s...
They were typical of that generation.
"Hey Zhang, let me tell you, Tesco is having a promotion today! Peanut oil is two yuan cheaper per bottle than usual! And also, toilet paper rolls are 20% off when you buy two packs!"
"Don't forget to buy it when the time comes."
Perhaps because Zhang Yang was young and polite, Aunt Liu found herself talking more and more.
She even started teaching him her years of hard-earned skills in exploiting people.
As it turned out, it would have been better if she hadn't brought up the topic. As soon as she mentioned it, all the middle-aged and elderly women waiting for the free shuttle bus around the station suddenly perked up.
A group of people huddled together, pulled out supermarket brochures, and started discussing which store to go to and what items would be the best deal.
Tesco's peanut oil, Carrefour's soy sauce, Hualian's pig's trotters...
Even if it's only a few cents cheaper, they'll still carefully compare prices.
In the midst of their enthusiastic research, they even squeezed Zhang Yang out of the group, leaving him somewhat amused and exasperated.
Energetic, excited, elated, struggling to choose, carefully comparing...
Looking at the words representing the feelings above the heads of these middle-aged women, Zhang Yang couldn't help but think of his childhood when his mother took him to the market to buy vegetables.
They seemed to be just as meticulous, haggling over every penny with the stall owners.
Perhaps this is the shrewdness of Aunt Songhai; even when buying a piece of pork, she makes sure to bring along two scallions.
Being meticulous and calculating...
When he was little, he used to think his mother was stingy, and he would feel embarrassed when he saw her bargaining.
But once you're actually in charge, you realize that saving money is an art.
He shifted his gaze from the heads of the middle-aged and elderly women waiting for the bus and began to observe the pedestrians on the road.
He had been so focused on the street scene that he was now looking at the words representing emotions above people's heads and found them quite interesting.
Disturbed and troubled... This uncle looks worried; what's troubling him?
Full of anticipation... Hey, holding a lottery ticket in his hand and looking at it, is he hoping to win the grand prize? It's not that easy!
Feeling guilty...
Hmm, feeling guilty?
Zhang Yang stared at these words in disbelief. What was going on?
He quickly turned his gaze to the face of the person with those words on their head.
He was in his thirties, lean and wiry. While others walked with their eyes looking straight ahead, he kept glancing around as he walked.
He had a shifty, sneaky look; he didn't look like a good person at all.
Zhang Yang frowned as he looked at the person not far away.
Did I run into a thief?
However, he wasn't entirely sure, since the words above only represented a general mood and didn't necessarily indicate that it was that profession.
So he didn't dare to call the police directly, otherwise what if the person just had poor eyesight?
However, while he was still hesitating, the other party made the first move.
On the sidewalk, a little girl with a backpack walked past the person, a small charm hanging from the outside of the backpack zipper swaying back and forth.
The lean man caught a glimpse of it, turned around, and followed.
Then, with a flick of his wrist, Zhang Yang didn't even see his movement clearly before he noticed that the zipper on the girl's backpack had been unzipped.
In the blink of an eye, a cell phone with a lanyard attached was pulled out of the backpack.
"Thief!"