As the crowd ahead slowly decreased, Zhou Jiao finally followed everyone’s steps inside.
Inside, everywhere was filled with noise and people shouting prices. People were snatching up items, especially clothes and shoes; other counters were less crowded. But with clothing and shoes, regardless of the season, there was always something, which was truly rare.
Squeezed by the crowd to the point of tears, Zhou Jiao still clung tightly to Zhang Guoqing.
Her eyes fixed on the smocks, shirts, vests with missing buttons or mismatched patterns, and fabrics in front of her. Though the leather shoes were said to be defective, they were all good items.
An old lady next to her had just bought two pairs, and the quality looked quite good.
Zhou Jiao didn’t bother to think about the price and immediately shouted, "Ten large men’s and women’s shirts, ten smocks, twenty vests, two sets of men’s and women’s raincoats, two packs of towels and handkerchiefs."
As soon as she spoke, the sales assistant quickly took out the items and placed them on the counter to calculate the price.
After settling the bill, Zhang Guoqing took the items and saw that Zhou Jiao was reluctant to move. He could only stand beside her to protect her.
"Buy and then move aside, don’t delay others from buying stuff." The people queuing behind kept urging Zhang Guoqing and his wife impatiently, not forgetting to push him.
Zhang Guoqing turned his head and glared at them fiercely. Seeing them calm down, he finally turned his attention back to his wife.
"I still want to buy more. Wait!" Zhou Jiao anxiously stared at the remaining items on the counter and quickly announced a long list, paying instantly.
Defective fabrics or yarn, it’s okay; a basin, lunch box, flashlight with exterior damage, no problem. She had just checked, and the price was more than half cheaper than usual. Clothes she could alter, uneven dyed fabrics were better than patched ones. Just as the Shandong man said, this place was a good one. If not buying now, when?
The couple moved from one counter to another. Zhou Jiao was buying everything she saw, attracting constant attention and scrutiny from others around.
After finally squeezing out of the defective goods area, Zhang Guoqing chuckled and shook his head. He was loaded with items like a walking rockery. If not for his strength, he wouldn’t be able to move. What was even rarer was seeing Zhou Jiao so energized as if injected with adrenaline for the first time.
"Hehe... Brother, let’s repack on the side first," Zhou Jiao felt a bit embarrassed herself.
After rearranging, Zhang Guoqing looked at her. He wanted to know if she still wanted to buy more. From his observation, many items were likely gifts for others.
Zhou Jiao examined all the items, then anxiously turned to look at the crowd at the counter, "Brother, wait a moment. The smocks and shirts were bought too few." With that, she squeezed back in.
Zhang Guoqing watched her back closely, full of worry. Hearing her loud shouts in the crowd, he couldn’t help but hold his head—if she bought more, they’d clean out the place.
When Zhou Jiao squeezed out, Zhang Guoqing quickly took the items and headed out. He refused to let his wife stay any longer, not even if they wanted to buy a thermos bottle.
Exiting through the back door, he looked at Zhou Jiao, whose face was flushed with excitement. The two were in a mess, coats wrinkled, hair in disarray, and shoes trampled several times.
Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
"What’s so funny? This is just me. If it were mom, she would definitely empty the place. Don’t look down on these things. The defective goods at the supply and marketing cooperative can’t compare with those exported internally. The blanket quality is good, right? But the price is only a third of our local ones. Not to mention we can buy so much low-priced fabric and clothes without cloth tickets."
After speaking, Zhou Jiao shot him a glance, pointing at the main entrance. She hadn’t forgotten Lin Lishan and the others were at the main entrance.
"Hmm, you have a point." With that, Zhang Guoqing quickly winked at her to change the topic, or she might dash back in.
Zhou Jiao dragged two bags, and Zhang Guoqing carried two large bags on his back, holding two more large bags in his hands. The couple backed away from the crowd, slowly moving towards the main entrance from the side.


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