The meaning of these words is to satirize Zhao Xiulan's incompetence. It depends on the family to eat so well, but she still likes to flirt and show off.
Not relying on yourself, but relying on others to live a good life, what kind of ability?
Zhao Xiulan and Sun Xue were eating happily, but when they heard Qiao Shan's sudden words, Zhao Xiulan felt speechless.
Who are you?
I really have nothing to do, so I have to come over to interject and be disgusting.
Zhao Xiulan knew that Qiao Shan was jealous of her.
Therefore, Zhao Xiulan also said, "No way, the family conditions are not bad, some eat, and there is a lot of money and tickets. If I don't eat, the food stamps and meat stamps will be wasted."
Being so scolded by Zhao Xiulan, Qiao Shan almost died of anger.
Others say that food stamps and meat stamps are not enough, but Zhao Xiulan means that she can't spend enough money.
No more harmless.
But Qiao Shan can only be jealous of Zhao Xiulan, and there is no way to change things like birth.
In the future, she must find a man with good conditions to marry, and then she can eat meat every three days like Zhao Xiulan, without having to eat dry and oily dishes.
Seeing Zhao Xiulan's nervous expression, Qiao Shan felt even more panicked.
Zhao Xiulan: ? ? ?
"Comrade Zhao, if you don't have enough tickets in hand, you're afraid of wasting them. Why don't you pass them on to our other colleagues? You can still sell some money, so there's no need to waste money like this, right?" Qiao Shan said to Zhao Xiulan again.
Zhao Xiulan sneered and said, "Also, Comrade Sun Xue, if you want meat tickets, I can transfer some to you."
Sun Xue was stunned for a while, then asked in surprise, "Ah? Really?"
"Well, just tell me if you want."
"Haha, yes, yes, how many can you transfer?" Sun Xue hurriedly asked.
"There are not many, but two or three pounds is fine."
Zhao Xiulan has a lot of meat tickets in her hands. In addition to the ones she exchanged on the black market, there are also those given to her by Jiang Cheng, and the old couple of the Jiang family also gave her a lot. Even Jiang Cheng's parents and Jiang Shufen stuffed her.
So now Zhao Xiulan has no shortage of meat tickets.
Transfer some to Sun Xue, and get a favor from Sun Xue.
"Yeah, it's quite a lot, then I want it. Comrade Zhao Xiulan, you can buy meat tickets for two yuan per pound in the market. I'll give you an extra fifty cents?"
After all, such things as meat tickets have a price and no market, and more depends on human feelings, so Sun Xue feels that it is appropriate to give Zhao Xiulan a little more.
"No, just give it to me at the market price."
"Well, that's good. By the way, you hand it to me, is it enough for you?"
"Enough, I won't do things that make a swollen face fat."
"Okay, then give me two pounds of meat tickets."
With the meat ticket transferred by Zhao Xiulan, her life will be much better in the future. Go back and eat more meat dishes.
Qiao Shan said, "Zhao Xiulan, since you have meat tickets, can you give me a pound?"
"Sorry, I don't want to transfer it to you."
"you"
"What's the matter? Who should this meat ticket be transferred to? Does it have to be mandatory?"
Sun Xue added, "Qiao Shan, what if they don't want to give it to you? You have no right to force them."
Qiao Shan knew that Zhao Xiulan was deliberately angry with her, and rolled her eyes, "If you don't turn it, you won't turn it, who cares?"
It just so happened that she didn't have much money, so even if Zhao Xiulan really passed it on to her, she probably wouldn't be willing to buy it.
"You're not rare, others are rare, anyway, I am rare, the meat is delicious, and if you have two more pounds of meat tickets, you will be able to replenish more oil and water this month."