What? The vicious female supporting character and the white moonlight have been replaced by her and her good best friend.
This Qiong Yao-style plot directly falls apart.
Vicious female ...
"Secretary Jiang, can we change into our military coats? We want them."
The villager who didn't draw the lot asked.
Jiang Tang shook her head and said, "The cooperation with the Rong District will have to wait until next year. These defective military coats are also in short supply. They may not be available if we go there again. But I will go to the department store to hand over the goods tomorrow. They have a complete range of goods and should have some defective ones. You can tell me what you want in advance. If I can exchange them, I will help you.
Of course, most of them are defective and we can’t afford to replace them with new ones. The most important thing is food and banknotes.”
"Defective goods are fine. My family needs a few feet of girl's cloth. My daughter is getting married this year."
"The thermos can get a no. As long as it doesn't leak, the appearance doesn't matter."
"My family wants two pairs of rubber shoes."
"Okay, okay, I've got it all down."
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After meeting up with Liu Nian, Meng Si Ning gave her a radio ticket.
Liu Nian smiled and gave her ten dollars.
"That's a tea party organized by a friend. If you have any good things, you can bring them over and exchange them with each other. Sometimes there are a lot of good things on the market. I know you are not short of money, so I will take you there to have a look. If you need to buy anything in the future or have any extra things to exchange, you can come here.
But it costs five cents to go there once."
The two went not to the hotel, but to a small courtyard next to the hotel.
"People here are from various factories, and each of them has their own channels. They gather about once a week, with hundreds of people, and the people here are different every week.
We came here so often that we all got to know each other. Sometimes we would bump into each other outside and just greet each other like friends without saying much. Even if we didn’t know each other, we were all introduced by friends we knew.”
Meng Si Ning listened carefully and thought this was a good idea.
It's better to exchange what you have in excess with each other for what you need than to go to the black market.
An old lady in her sixties was standing in the yard.
He didn't say anything when he saw them come in.
Liu Nian took out five cents from his pocket and gave it to her, and Meng Si Ning also gave the old lady five cents.
After giving the money, Liu Nian took her directly into a side room.
There is a large round table in the side room.
There were already more than a dozen people sitting inside, both men and women.
Some of them should be acquaintances, and they greeted each other.
After they sat down, seeing that most people had arrived, one of the older women, who was in her thirties, took the initiative to introduce herself: "I brought more than ten feet of cotton cloth today, which can be used to make blankets."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of cloth from his bag.
One of the men, who was in his thirties, said, "I have two flashlights."
A man in his fifties took out five kilograms of flour.
There was an aunt who had five pounds of soybean oil.
One of the young men, wearing a mask, looked at Meng Si Ning inexplicably for a few seconds before introducing: "I assembled an electric fan myself, it's cheap."
Liu Nian took out his things, which were two bags of brown sugar and two pairs of sandals.
After the introduction, he looked at Meng Si Ning again.
Meng Si Ning then took out his things: two packets of milk powder, two packets of brown sugar, and two packets of black tea.
"I have a pair of leather shoes here."
"I have three pounds of mutton and two chickens."
"I only brought five kilograms of noodles this time. I want two bags of brown sugar for the two girls. What's your price?"
Meng Si Ning didn't understand the market situation, so he glanced at Liu Nian. Liu Nian smiled and said, "Uncle, it's the normal price, one dollar and twenty cents. How much are you selling these noodles for?"
"It's also one dollar and twenty cents, would you like to exchange it?"
Liu Nian shook her head: "I'll take the money." She was still short of money.
The uncle looked at Meng Si Ning, and Meng Si Ning said, "Uncle, let's change." She couldn't buy things in the mall all day long.
The woman selling mutton nearby looked at the fabric of another woman and said, "Sister, your fabric is a bit thick. It's not suitable for making blankets."
"Why is it not suitable? My colleagues all use this."
Liu Nian pulled Meng Si Ning over and touched it: "Sister Yang, this is indeed inappropriate."
A woman named Sister Yang has been to two places and didn't like the fabric either. She said it was too thin for a blanket, and too thin for clothes because it was black and a tweed coat.
But this fabric comes from the Guangdong area, and it is said to be a good material for making clothes.
Once it gets to them, it's not easy to sell.
Meng Si Ning knew what this was for and asked, "Sister, how much do you sell this fabric for?"
"Normally it's one dollar a foot, but I'm only paying eighty cents now."
The woman selling mutton sighed and said, "Eighty cents? That's too expensive. No wonder you couldn't sell it in several places."
Liu Nian pulled Meng Si Ning back to his seat.
Brother Zhang, who sells flashlights, asked Sister Wang for three pounds of mutton.
Although Sister Yang didn't sell the cloth, she still asked the uncle for five pounds of flour.
One girl had ten industrial tickets and one sewing ticket, and she sold them all.
Liu Nian also sold two pairs of sandals for five dollars, then bought the pair of leather shoes from the girl, gave her a radio ticket, and another twelve dollars.
The man selling assembled electric fans sat down next to Meng Si Ning and asked, "Comrade, how much are your tea and milk powder?"
"A bag of tea costs 50 cents, a bag of milk powder costs 2 yuan, you can give me tickets or cash, but how much is your electric fan? How's the quality? Don't let it stop working after two days."
The comrade said, "This fan is thirty-five. The one I assembled is no worse than a new one from the factory, and I guarantee two years of warranty. If it breaks, you can bring it here and find me."
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