Chapter 452: A Muffled Sound

With the flashlight matter all resolved, Wang An started buying other things.

White sugar, brown sugar, hard candy, soda, biscuits, canned food, dried fruit, malted milk, milk powder... and so on. Anyway, as long as they didn't require coupons, Wang An didn't buy a small amount.

Besides food, he also bought quite a lot of clothing, whether for his parents, his wife, his younger brother, or his two younger sisters—and of course, himself included.

Three sets of clothes and pants for each person, and three pairs of shoes for each person.

It was just that the styles of clothes in this era were really not many, and shoes were only leather shoes and yellow rubber shoes. As for sneakers, the supply and marketing cooperative didn't have them yet.

When Wang An bought 10 packs of Changbai Mountain cigarettes and intended to leave, he discovered that tea leaves didn't require coupons either.

At this moment in the supply and marketing cooperative, there were only three types of tea leaves, or to be precise, two types: black tea and jasmine tea.

It was just that black tea had two price points. One was the "good tea" in Hao Dayou's mouth, which was the tea dust that looked like moldy bran.

And even if it was tea dust, it was a full 2 yuan per jin, which was simply not something ordinary commoners could afford.

And the other type was black tea without any crushed bits, a full 4 yuan per jin.

At this price point, it was even less something ordinary commoners could afford.

Fortunately, Wang An wasn't short of money at all, and tea dust tasted quite good too, so he directly got five jin of each.

After Wang An finished buying everything, he carried and hauled a large pile of things and walked toward the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative.

But when Wang An walked out of the entrance, the scene before his eyes made Wang An feel that the 2 mao for watching the vehicle was truly money well spent.

Because at this moment, a group of half-grown thugs, also half-grown kids, were surrounding the kid who had been paid to watch the vehicle and kicking him.

And most importantly, these half-grown kids who were beating people up were also holding Wang An's frozen fish and jackal carcass.

It was clear that these little thugs wanted to take the jackal carcass and frozen fish from Wang An's sled, and the kid who was paid to watch the vehicle wouldn't let them.

Yet, the other side had strength in numbers, so the kid who was paid to watch the vehicle was beaten up by them.

After Wang An saw this scene, he very calmly carried his things and returned to the sled.

In this situation, Wang An could actually have completely ignored it and just made the kid who got beaten pay for it later.

Because the 2 mao an hour for watching the vehicle was quite expensive.

But this kid had let the vehicle be watched in this state, so the responsibility lay entirely with the kid who got beaten.

If you don't have a concept of 2 mao, then you might as well think about it: the average monthly income at this time was less than 5 yuan! Converted to every day, that was equivalent to less than 1 mao 7 cents a day.

But this kid, just for watching a vehicle, wanted to charge 2 mao an hour.

He took plenty of money, but couldn't watch the vehicle; what use was it to have you watch the vehicle?

In the world of thugs, if you don't have the corresponding strength but dare to take on work beyond your strength, then getting beaten is inevitable—no flaws at all, you can only say you deserved it.

After a while, Wang An had already organized all the things he bought on the sled, but not a single companion of the kid who got beaten had appeared.

It was clear: either these people were weak and didn't dare to appear, or this kid didn't have any companions at all and was just by himself.

But no matter which situation it was, it had nothing to do with Wang An; it was just that he had to handle the matter in front of him himself.

So Wang An pulled the horse whip out from the sled shaft, gripped the handle and the tip of the whip, walked up to the person who was carrying the jackal carcass and watching the sack of fish, and used the horse whip to poke him, saying: "You, go, send the meat back for me. Put it back where you took it from."

Wang An's tone was quite forceful, and at the same time, it carried an unquestionable dominance. Yet, the little thug carrying the jackal carcass just rolled his eyes at Wang An and then said very disdainfully:

"Who the hell are you? Get the hell out of here."

This group of people wasn't small in number, totaling 7 people, all half-grown kids of sixteen or seventeen, all at the age of fearing neither heaven nor earth, only fearing the gang leader.

However, these people didn't know Wang An, so one by one, their arrogance was quite rampant.

Hearing the dialogue between Wang An and this kid, only two people were left to continue beating the person watching the vehicle, while the other 4 gathered around with their hands.

Seeing this scene, Wang An almost laughed out loud; one by one, they were as thin as monkeys, but the way they were showing off their power was actually quite well-acted.

Originally, Wang An intended to just get the jackal carcass and fish back and call it a day; the main thing was that Wang An was still busy going to Fang Xiue's place.

No matter what, chatting with Fang Xiue was still something Wang An looked forward to.

Besides, no matter what he did, it was better than fighting with these bastards!

The main thing was that there was no benefit at all; it was purely a waste of time and energy.

Yet, he didn't expect these few things to be so ungrateful, so what else was there to say? Just do it!

Don't think that because Wang An couldn't beat Zhang Shuya or Sun Nian, Wang An was weak. If everyone was an ordinary person, Wang An really hadn't feared anyone.

Seeing these few people hadn't even surrounded Wang An yet, Wang An moved.

Releasing the tip of the whip, the horse whip lashed out horizontally.

Wang An was over 1.85 meters tall, while these few half-grown kids were only about 1.6 meters, so Wang An's whip lashed out and directly hit the faces of the two people in front.

A whip—if you lash it through a cotton coat or cotton pants, the power is actually not great at all.

Even through thick clothes, people can endure it.

The most feared thing is when it's swung and comes into direct contact with the skin; the part that's lashed is truly burning and painful, and the pain is quite intense.

Seeing the two people who were lashed hadn't even reacted, two screams of "Ah" and "Ow" almost sounded at the same time.

Immediately after, the two people who were lashed covered their faces and squatted on the ground.

Wang An didn't pay attention to these two, but with a backhand, the tip of the horse whip lashed toward the face of the third person.

This time, the whip even made a cracking sound. After a "Pa" sound, the third person howled: "Ah, f*ck your mother."

As Wang An swung the whip again and lashed the fourth person to the ground, the remaining three were dumbfounded.

It was just that Wang An didn't pay attention to the remaining three, but instead swung the whip frantically at the four people on the ground.

In truth, the "whip crack"—if you don't deliberately lash it, many times it doesn't crack.

So although Wang An lashed these four people quickly, it didn't make many sounds in total.

Just as Wang An was lashing with great enthusiasm, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his lower back, and then Wang An flew forward involuntarily.

Fortunately, in front were the four people who had been lashed to the ground, so Wang An directly landed on them.

But immediately after, Wang An felt a muffled sound from the cotton hat on his head, and then his whole person felt a bit muddled.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 453 =====