Chen Shuning got up early the next day and cooked some mixed grain porridge. To be honest, Chen Shuning really liked drinking this mixed grain porridge.

Unlike later generations where the grains tasted bland and tasted like chewing wax, the grains of this era were not devoid of any aroma.

At this time of year, the rice has a strong aroma, especially the corn. Chen Shuning always cooks the porridge until it's thick and has a thick layer of rice skin on top.

Moreover, Chen Shuning actually likes whole grains, especially a kind of corn that is ground very finely, which is called "Xiao Gezi" here. The porridge made from it has a strong corn aroma and tastes particularly delicious.

So since transmigrating, Chen Shuning hasn't eaten much of the food grown in his space. It's not that the food produced in his space is bad; on the contrary, everything produced in his space is of the highest quality.

However, she was too tired from working in the fields lately, and after returning, she simply didn't have the energy to farm in her space anymore.

Just as the porridge was almost cooked, Chen Shuning smuggled a basket of steamed buns from his spatial storage, which, along with some crispy radishes from the spatial supermarket, made for a simple breakfast.

After tidying up the table, Chen Shuning remembered that the vegetables she had been eating recently were all brought over by Grandma Yang, so she took two more steamers of xiaolongbao (soup dumplings), wrapped them in oil paper, put them in her basket, locked the door, and carried the basket to the village entrance.

When Chen Shuning arrived at the village entrance, Old Yang's oxcart was already waiting there.

Because the team was on holiday, there were quite a few people going to town today, so in addition to Old Yang's oxcart, two other oxcarts were also waiting at the village entrance.

Chen Shuning recognized the other two drivers, but they weren't close, so he walked towards Old Yang's oxcart.

At this moment, besides the two older women and a young married woman, Chen Shuning also saw Yang Wanqiu and Gu Xinyi in the car. When she came over, the two were sitting in the car chatting and laughing, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Yang Wanqiu snorted when he saw Chen Shuning get into the car and turned his head away, clearly not intending to greet him. Chen Shuning was too lazy to pay attention to him either. Gu Xinyi, on the other hand, smiled at Chen Shuning as a greeting.

Since moving out, Chen Shuning had little contact with the other educated youths besides Liu Shumei, and she disliked Yang Wanqiu so much that they didn't even speak to each other. So Chen Shuning returned Gu Xinyi's smile as a greeting.

Then he looked at Old Yang and greeted him with a smile: "Good morning, Grandpa Yang."

Old Yang smiled when he saw Chen Shuning, "Girl, you're here! Come on in, the car will be full with you. Once you're settled, we'll set off."

Old Yang was the most reliable driver. Normally, his carriage would be full by now if things were like this, but knowing that Chen Shuning was also going to town today, the old man specially reserved a seat for Chen Shuning.

Upon hearing this, Chen Shuning quickly climbed into the car and sat down, then took out two cents and gave them to Old Yang.

Villagers usually have to pay two cents to ride in the village's oxcart, so unless they are in a hurry, most people will walk instead of taking the cart to town. It was the educated youth who rode the cart more often.

Because Gu Xinyi was in the same car, and considering that this person's personality was completely different from what was described in the book, Chen Shuning wondered if she, like herself, had some different opportunities.

So, adhering to the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, Chen Shuning did not chat with Old Yang as usual along the way. Instead, he sat on the carriage shaft, dozing off in a daze, while actually using his consciousness to enter the space to check on the items he was going to sell.

Yang Wanqiu and Gu Xinyi seemed to have a really good relationship, chatting away and getting along very well the whole way.

Upon arriving in town, Chen Shuning did not rush to get off the cart. Instead, he waited until everyone else had disembarked before handing the steamed buns he had prepared to Old Yang before jumping off the oxcart with a smile.

Old Yang seemed to have gotten used to Chen Shuning's feeding, and knowing that he couldn't refuse, he just smiled and accepted it.

After getting off the bus, Chen Shuning didn't rush to the post office to pick up the package. Instead, she found a deserted alley and entered her spatial dimension.

Instead of putting on makeup to go out and find the black market, she rode her electric scooter to the shopping mall.

I filled a large tub with ice cream from the ice cream machine at the first-floor beverage shop, found a spot, and happily began to enjoy it.

Looking at the clean and tidy dining area, Chen Shuning felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

It wasn't until she had eaten most of the ice cream that Chen Shuning suddenly remembered that there must have been customers at the ice cream shop when the incident happened. Last time she came in, she felt awkward seeing the unfinished food and cleaned it up herself.

But why didn't the trash on the table reset like last time?

It seemed that she had casually thrown the trash into the store's trash can last time. Thinking of this, Chen Shuning quickly got up to check the trash can.

Sure enough, there was the trash she had thrown away last time in the trash can. Could it be that things here won't be reset as long as they don't leave the shopping mall building? Thinking of this, Chen Shuning hurriedly went to several other shops and found that, just as she had thought, the trash she had cleaned up last time had not been reset. Everything was clean, and the trash was lying obediently in the trash can.

While this discovery may be insignificant, it's still a welcome improvement that we don't have to clean up every time we come to eat.

I went back to the ice cream shop, washed my hands, ate the ice cream I hadn't finished, and then went straight to the cosmetics counter next door to do my makeup.

She changed into the clothes she had prepared beforehand, carefully looked at herself in the mirror, and only left the space with the things she had prepared beforehand.

Hongqi Town is not large, and Chen Shuning only spent a little over an hour to pinpoint the location of the black market.

It seems that this black market was tacitly approved, since it was really difficult to buy things from the supply and marketing cooperatives these days. Not only did it require money and coupons, but supplies were also limited.

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