These items were all hard currency, and Song Ziqing spent a full two thousand yuan, which was a small part of her New Year's money. Thinking about it made her feel a little heartbroken.

After purchasing the items, Song Ziqing had a few people take her to the main road some distance from the farmhouse, ostensibly so she could wait for the factory's vehicle.

When the young man wanted to stay with her while she waited, Song Ziqing was at her wits' end. It took a lot of effort to persuade him to leave.

She then looked around and, finding no one around, quickly tied some of the two large bags of items to the back of her bicycle, and discreetly stored the rest into her ring space.

She quickly got on the bike and rode it as fast as she could. At that moment, she was grateful that her genes from her previous life were good, and that she was 1.68 meters tall, which was considered tall compared to other women in Shanghai.

Once she rode her bicycle to a deserted area, she threw all the items from the fertilizer bag on the back rack into her ring space, leaving only the fertilizer bag, which she then tied up.

Seeing that it was still early, only a little past eight o'clock, she drove straight towards the country road. She was thrilled to discover that the hen she kept in her space had laid eggs that morning and planned to go to the countryside to collect two more hens.

Most importantly, she discovered early this morning that the ring's space had been upgraded.

The ring space now has two more rooms: a modern bathroom, where she can now take showers, and a modern kitchen, where even the ingredients have preservation properties.

An hour later, she found a village. Instead of going into the village immediately, she took her bicycle back to the ring space from a blind spot, tidied herself up, and this time, she dressed herself up as a female cadre.

After all, she had long hair, and many of the older women in the village had very sharp eyes. If she wasn't careful, her disguise as a man would have been discovered and she would have been exposed.

Then she'll have failed before she even got started!

Now she dresses up as a young female cadre, wearing Song's mother's Lenin suit, and goes to the countryside as a purchasing agent. Rural people still respect this kind of work and won't make any trouble for her.

After getting dressed, Song Ziqing used her consciousness to survey the outside world. Finding nothing amiss, she slipped out of the ring space, looked around again, and then switched to a 26-inch women's bicycle, heading towards the nearest house.

At that time, rural families on the outskirts of Shanghai were relatively wealthy. She looked at this family's courtyard and saw that apart from the mud brick walls, the house itself was made of blue bricks and gray tiles, which looked very impressive.

She stepped forward, knocked on the door, and asked, "Is anyone home?"

"Yes, yes, who is it?"

An old woman ran out of the kitchen, and seeing Song Ziqing's attire, she stepped forward with a respectful expression and asked, "Excuse me, sir, are you here to see my husband?"

“I am a purchasing agent from Hongxing Machinery Factory. I am here to see your village chief. I want to purchase a batch of agricultural products from your village.”

Song Ziqing sensed that this family must also be a cadre family in the village. Compared to the other families in the nearby courtyards, this family's living conditions were obviously much better.

The old woman was overjoyed when she heard Song Ziqing's words. "You're a cadre from the city? My husband is the village chief. I'll tell my son, Gou Dan'er, to call him grandpa right now."

After saying that, she quickly turned around and shouted, "Dog Egg, Dog Egg, quickly call your grandfather back, say that a female cadre from the city is looking for him!"

After that, she quickly returned to the kitchen, warmly brought out a bowl of brown sugar water, and handed it to Song Ziqing, saying very politely, "Female leader, please drink this water. I put in a lot of brown sugar."

Seeing that Song Ziqing was still standing in the yard, she took out a long bench from the house and said, "Come, come, female leader, come and sit down. My old man is busy in the fields right now and won't be back for a while."

Song Ziqing didn't stand on ceremony with her. He took the sweet water, plopped down on the bench, and started asking the old woman about the village.

"Auntie, does your village have a lot of agricultural products? What kinds of agricultural products do you have?"

Song Ziqing thought it was better for the village chief to come back a little later, so she could take the opportunity to find out some inside information.

The old woman thought for a moment and said, "We have homemade sweet potato starch, vermicelli, dried mushrooms, smoked chicken, smoked meat, various dried seaweed and kelp, as well as salted fish, dried shrimp, and the like."

“Great! These agricultural products are all good stuff, and they can be stored for a long time. I’ll take some of each kind in a bit. They’ll be perfect for distributing as National Day gifts to our factory workers.”

Song Ziqing was delighted to hear the old woman rattle off a long list of agricultural products as if reciting a menu, thinking that these things could be stored in his ring space for a long time.

The two then talked about the agricultural products stored by other families in the village. What Song Ziqing liked most were various kinds of meat and fruit, which were all things Song Ziqing needed.

Before leaving the village recently, she traded her industrial tickets for two hens and a rooster and a geese, which she planned to keep in her ring space.

The village chief immediately had someone help load Song Ziqing's purchases and various agricultural products onto an oxcart and transport them to the roadside on the outskirts of the city. Before Song Ziqing could even make an excuse to have them leave, the young man pulling the oxcart excitedly put down his things and ran off.

Song Ziqing looked at the oxcart in the distance with amusement, then tidied up the agricultural products on the ground, which weighed several hundred kilograms, and took the opportunity to put the chickens and geese into his ring space.

It was almost noon, and there were no more vehicles on the road. She quickly put herself, her car, and her belongings into the ring space and put everything into the large kitchen.

She discovered that the kitchen was incredibly large and amazing that morning.

The kitchen cabinets also functioned like storage bags, with thousands of kilograms of agricultural products placed into the small cabinets. The items seemed to be scanned by a shrinking mirror, shrinking directly into the cabinets and taking up no space at all.

She had a feeling that she hadn't traveled back to the 1960s, but rather to a fictional era of cultivation, where everything had become fantastical.

However, she was also hungry at this time, so she quickly grabbed the rooster she had bought yesterday from the yard and brought it into the kitchen. She cut its neck and dripped the chicken blood into a clean bowl.

In no time, the large bowl was full of chicken blood. She quickly put a spoonful of salt into the salt box, and soon the chicken blood coagulated into a blood clot.