However, many things cannot be taken out.

So, even if she doesn't use it, she has to put some of it out in the open for everyday use, otherwise it would seem too strange.

Who knows, that idiot Chen Haiying might use this as an excuse to cause trouble, claiming that her things were stolen.

Su Qingci quickly moved to the condiment section.

At this time, condiments like soy sauce and vinegar are sold in bulk.

Most people bring their own bottles, and the salesperson will take the bottles, collect the money, and dispense the correct amount to you only if you ask for the correct quantity.

After browsing around the supply and marketing cooperative, Su Qingci bought some straw paper and a large piece of the cheapest and stiffest fabric.

I also bought some needles, thread, fine hemp rope, peach crisps, snacks, candies, soap, umbrellas, and other daily necessities.

When she came out of the supply and marketing cooperative carrying large and small bags, she saw Lu Linping and Luo Song heading towards the grain station in the distance, each carrying a large, grayish-brown earthenware jar.

Su Qingci knew that they hadn't gotten their hands on an iron pot yet.

I used my mind to check my own space. Outside the farmhouse, there were rows of open-air stoves, without any modern signs.

This is specially prepared by the farm for customers who want to enjoy the outdoors, allowing them to cook their own picnic.

Looks like I'll have to find a chance to pry one of the pots out later.

“We’ve been to the commune canteen and the recycling station. Let’s go ask the kitchen of the state-run restaurant.”

Lu Linping put down the pottery jar and explained to Li Li.

"If there really isn't any, we can ask the brigade leader to see if anyone has any spare rooms."

Li Li and the others all knew that this was just her way of comforting herself.

At that time, iron pots were a luxury item, and most families in the village only had one iron pot.

Some families with poor conditions don't even have any; three generations of a family rely on just one clay pot.

There are even rumors circulating among the people that the iron products were all collected by the state to make missiles.