Back to the 1970s: Building My Fortune Through Time Trading-Chapter 131: Another Strange Thing Appears

Why does she seem to have seen Comrade Zhou?

But looking more carefully, people come and go at the door; there’s no sign of Comrade Zhou anywhere. She must be so hungry, she’s hallucinating.

"Com...rade, I’ll leave the money here for you."

The middle-aged woman saw her staring, almost drooling, hastily put down the money, took her snacks, and quickly left.

This woman’s gaze is too terrifying, it feels like she’s ready to pounce on someone at any moment.

Su Xiaoxiao is indeed hungry enough to bite someone, luckily it’s finally lunchtime.

She couldn’t even wash her hands, impatiently opened her lunch box, and her face turned even greener once it was open.

The lunch box was sparkling clean, not a single grain of rice.

She just remembered, in a hurry to leave this morning, she grabbed a lunch box without thinking, probably took the wrong one.

Ahhh... she’s going to die; she’s really about to starve to death.

She leaned against the counter edge to stand up, and just as she straightened up, her vision went black, feeling like she might faint at any moment

At this point, she deeply understood what it means when they say, "People are iron, rice is steel; one meal missed and you’re hungry."

Not sure if she’s too hungry, she seemed to hallucinate again, otherwise, how could she smell the aroma of braised pork from the state-run restaurant?

Just as that thought fell, a aluminum lunch box was placed "thunk" right in front of her on the counter.

Su Xiaoxiao looked up, directly meeting Zhou Cheng’s eyes full of laughter.

"Comrade Su, I noticed you seemed very hungry earlier, so I took the liberty of going to the state-run restaurant to get you something to eat. Not sure if it’s to your taste?"

Zhou Cheng said while opening the aluminum lunch box, revealing the tantalizing aroma of the food inside.

At the very bottom of the box was a layer of white rice, topped with a layer of potato braised pork. The braised pork was cooked excellently, with a reddish color and thick sauce; it looked delicious.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. It’s like a gift in winter, Zhou Cheng is truly a living Bodhisattva. If the situation were different, she’d surely bow to him.

Zhou Cheng, feeling a bit embarrassed under her gaze, scratched his neck before saying, "Comrade Su, you should eat quickly, it’ll not taste good when it gets cold."

Before he finished speaking, Su Xiaoxiao had already picked up her chopsticks and started eating voraciously.

Moments later, she burped contentedly, finally feeling alive again.

Looking up to see Zhou Cheng watching her, her face turned red.

She was preoccupied with devouring the food, forgetting to even say thank you.

"Comrade Zhou, thank you for the meal."

Zhou Cheng gazed at her with a smile: "If you really want to thank me, could you accompany me to a movie after work?"

When you’ve taken someone else’s hand, your own hand is tied; when you’ve eaten their food, your mouth is short.

Facing his request, Su Xiaoxiao truly couldn’t find the words to refuse, so she nodded: "Alright, see you tonight."

She actually agreed!

Zhou Cheng showed no expression on his face, but inwardly, he was nearly bursting with joy.

"I’ll contact you after work then, Comrade Su, goodbye."

Zhou Cheng said, picked up the lunch box from the table, and turned to leave quickly.

Su Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered, the lunch box she just finished with hadn’t been washed yet, but it was too late to call him back.

Zhou Cheng, with his tall stature and long legs, left the department store in no time.

At the entrance, he ran into Zhang Dongmei, who was returning from lunch.

Seeing him from afar, Zhang Dongmei’s face lit up with joy: "Comrade Zhou, are you here to see me?"

While speaking, she had already blocked Zhou Cheng’s way, anxiously fiddling with the corners of her clothing.

Zhou Cheng’s smile instantly vanished upon seeing her.

He coldly uttered two words: "No."

Finished speaking, without waiting for Zhang Dongmei’s response, he strode away, never sparing her another glance.

Zhang Dongmei bit her lower lip, full of embarrassment and resentment.

It’s all Su Xiaoxiao’s fault, that vixen!

If it weren’t for her, how could Zhou Cheng treat her like this?

No way, she has to think of another way to teach that brat a lesson.

Passing by Su Xiaoxiao’s counter, she noticed Su Xiaoxiao wasn’t there.

With still some time before work starts, she glanced around to see nobody, then stealthily tucked Su Xiaoxiao’s little abacus into her pocket.

The city’s department store has massive daily customer flow, with frequent transactions, hence each salesperson was provided with an abacus for convenience in their work.

The foodstuff counter is the most popular of all, using an abacus is inevitable.

Without her abacus, Su Xiaoxiao is bound to make calculation errors in the afternoon; she’ll be watching her to laugh at her mishaps.

She didn’t know she had once again been plotted against by Zhang Dongmei, staring with frustration at the lottery wheel in front of her.

Indeed, strange stuff appears again.

What’s this music calculator all about?

Just saying, can’t they give her something normal?

Feeling hopeless, she clicked the lottery.

Shortly after... predictably, the pile of good things on the spinner all eluded her.

Once again, she managed to draw that music calculator, with her cursed luck.

She had long been accustomed to such situations.

Calmly pocketing the calculator, she picked up her enamel mug, ready to return to work.

In the afternoon, just as the department store opened, she was greeted by a major customer buying a dozen scattered items, each in significant quantities.

She instinctively reached for her little abacus but found that the place where the abacus usually was had emptied without notice.

As a humanities student, Su Xiaoxiao generally excelled in humanities subjects but her math grades were terribly poor.

Without an abacus, she couldn’t very well do the calculations slowly with pen and paper, by the time she’s done, the party will be over.

"Comrade, could you assist me with the bill?"

The middle-aged man buying things urged impatiently.

"Alright, I’ll be quick, please wait a moment."

Su Xiaoxiao politely replied with composure, though inside she was already anxious.

What to do? What to do?

At that moment, her right hand suddenly touched something hard in her pocket.

Her face immediately lit up with joy.

The calculator! How could she forget such an important item?

She had just drawn the calculator, and now it can be put to use.

Thinking of this, Su Xiaoxiao hastily took the calculator out of her pocket, deftly turned it on.

Following the list, her fingers moved swiftly over the calculator keys, but after pressing a few times, she noticed something wasn’t quite right.

Why does this calculator play music every time it’s pressed, and the music is "The Most Beautiful Ethnic Style"?

"A boundless world is my love..."

The familiar melody echoed through the department store, as waiting customers spontaneously swayed to the music.

In an instant, the orderly queue turned into a dancing crowd; Su Xiaoxiao’s cheeks twitched, pressing the last button, the music abruptly halted.

However... someone in the crowd shouted, "Encore!"