Jiang Baige brought so much food at once. If he took it all, it would cost a lot of money.

For a working-class family, this is equivalent to a year's salary, but Guo Xiaofang has no intention of bargaining. She thinks it's good enough to be able to buy food.

She quickly went into the house to get the money, and then found a scale to weigh it all.

The total was over one hundred and fifty yuan. She gritted her teeth and thought to herself, "One hundred and fifty is one hundred and fifty! I can save the money slowly in the future."

After Jiang Baige collected the money, she helped her move the food to the kitchen.

Guo Xiaofang carefully put the grain into the cellar one by one and then gently closed the lid.

The floor was put on and it fit perfectly. You really can't tell that there is nothing empty underneath.

Guo Xiaofang put the stool back to its original place and breathed a sigh of relief. "Sister, please sit down! I'll cook and we'll eat soon."

Jiang Baige has been here for quite some time. She has no time and doesn't even know what time it is. She really feels a little hungry.

Asked, "Sister, do you have a clock here?"

Guo Xiaofang shook her head. "That thing requires an industrial ticket to buy, and it's quite expensive. How can I bear to spend that kind of money?"

"But there's a radio station on this street. Whenever the announcement comes on, it's two o'clock in the afternoon."

Jiang Baige walked over and asked, "Do you need help? What do you want to do?"

Guo Xiaofang was washing rice. "No, no, just sit there."

Jiang Baige was also quite embarrassed because others bought her food and cooked for her.

I looked around but didn't see any vegetables.

She went to take out another bag of potatoes. These potatoes can be stored for a long time, are delicious, and are loved by both adults and children.

Guo Xiaofang said in surprise: "Sister, you still have potatoes here."

In this place, potatoes are not called potatoes, but are called yangya, and some people also call them yangya eggs.

Jiang Baige didn't say where they came from, but just said, "Keep these potatoes for yourself."

"Thank you, sister."

Guo Xiaofang took the bag of potatoes, put it on the ground, and felt a little excited.

He smiled bitterly and said, "We used to have this here, but during the two years of famine, we were so hungry that we had nothing to eat. Not even seeds were left. I haven't seen it in years."

Jiang Baige had also heard about this. From 1959 to 1961, China experienced natural disasters, droughts, and insect pests, which led to a large reduction in agricultural production and a shortage of food supply across the country.

At the same time, famine broke out and many people died.

Jiang Baige said: "This is brought from other places. I believe it won't be long before it will be replanted here.

Guo Xiaofang cooked a pot of porridge, and the dish was the potatoes that Jiang Baige gave her.

There was a bag of potatoes, which looked to be about ten pounds. She fried four of them and couldn't bear to touch the rest.

Guo Xiaofang wanted to keep more and send some to her mother's home in a couple of days so that her mother could plant them in her own private plot. If she planted them now, she would be able to harvest countless potatoes in the winter.

Zhao Yong came back quickly, followed by a man who looked about the same age as him.

After coming in, the man closed the door.

Zhao Yong said, "Sister, this is the friend I told you about. How much food do you have left? Can you sell it all to him?"

Luo Dayou said, "Yes! Comrade, give me all the money you have left."

Jiang Baige looked at the man. His back was straight and his hair was meticulously groomed. Anyone who still paid attention to his appearance at this time was obviously a person of some status.

But she wouldn't ask about other people's identities. Her goal was to sell goods, and making money was the most important thing.

"Then come and take a look. If you need anything, take it."

After opening them just now, she put the two pockets against the wall again. Now that someone wanted to see them, she took them out again.

It is filled with rice, flour, oil and so on, and the most important thing at this time is to fill your stomach.

She didn't want to sell the rest on a small scale. She didn't know the price, and it would be too much trouble to just make a small profit.

She is not limited to making small amounts of money. Not only is it a waste of time, but it would also not be a good thing if too many people knew her.

There wasn't much money in her pocket to begin with, and she didn't take out each item one by one, but just started introducing the items in her pocket.

"This bag of rice weighs twenty kilograms."

"There are still two bags of ten pounds of flour. Do you want some?"

Seeing the food in his pocket, Luo Dayou looked very happy.

I thought to myself, "Oh my God! So much food, it's really great."

When she asked if he wanted it, he nodded quickly, "Yes."

Jiang Baige continued to introduce: "A bag of millet weighs five kilograms. Take all of it! It's very nutritious."

Luo Dayou nodded again: "Yes, I want it."

I asked, "Brother Zhao said you have rapeseed oil. Do you have any more?"

"Yes, I have!"

Jiang Baige opened another bag and showed it to him, "There's another bucket. If you want it, it's yours."

"Since you're here, there are two bags of salt and one bag of sugar. Take them all if you want."

Luo Dayou looked at the things in the bag happily, and started taking out money without asking how much.

Guo Xiaofang brought the scale and helped weigh everything.

Jiang Baige naturally knew how much it weighed, but at this time, shortchanging someone would be like asking for their life, so they had to know the weight themselves.

In the end, the price was almost the same as what Guo Xiaofang bought, because there was one more bag of flour and one less bag of salt, so they only spent ten yuan more.

Luo Dayou paid the money readily and gave Jiang Baige 160 yuan.

After receiving the money, seeing that they came empty-handed, Jiang Baige gave him both bags.

Luo Dayou said happily: "Okay, I'll go back. Please notify me next time you come."

He carried a bag on one shoulder and was happily preparing to leave.

Zhao Yong helped open the door and saw that there was no one in the alley. He made a gesture and Luo Dayou carried two bags and went straight to his home.

After everyone left, they started to eat lunch.

Jiang Baige looked at the couple, who ate in a very polite manner and did not look like they were from the countryside at all.

Asked: "Brother Zhao, have you ever been to school?"

Zhao Yong smiled and said, "I learned some in a literacy class a few years ago."

"A few years ago, every village launched literacy classes. People worked during the day and studied at night, but they ended after a short while."

Jiang Baige listened to his words and nodded, "Brother Zhao, you are also very capable. You can even work in a factory in the county."

Zhao Yong smiled and said, "It was also good luck. I passed the exam when the factory was recruiting."

"At first, I almost got replaced by someone else. Luckily, it requires someone who can read. Otherwise, I wouldn't be getting this job now."

"It's not uncommon to replace someone else's job at this time," Jiang Baige asked, "Then the person who replaced you should also be someone you know, right? Others don't know you either."

Zhao Yong nodded, "My eldest brother went to work for a day, but he was recognized even though he couldn't read."

Jiang Baige thought to herself, this brother is so shameless that he would take his brother's place to work.