Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Sparrow City
Early in the morning, Chen Moer had just come out of the treasure house when she heard a donkey's "mooing" sound. She opened the door and saw a donkey cart parked in the yard of the brigade next door, with several people already sitting on it.
She quickly called her father and hurriedly washed up. She didn't even make breakfast. She cut the golden melon that Aunt Chen had given her yesterday. The father and daughter each ate half a melon before going out.
When I got on the donkey cart, I found Aunt Chen was there too, holding a basket of vegetables, half of which was filled with melons and half with cucumbers. Shen Moer quickly looked away and took the initiative to call out, "Aunt Chen."
Aunt Chen smiled and moved to make room for Shen Moer: "Come, come, come and sit next to me."
Shen Moer sat over there, while Shen Shaoyuan sat next to a gay man.
Not long after, Zhou Mancang and Uncle Liu, who was in charge of driving the donkey cart in the brigade, also arrived. Uncle Liu cracked the whip and the donkey started running away with a clatter.
There were six or seven people sitting on a donkey cart, with the women sitting on one side and the men sitting on the other, it was so crowded. Fortunately it was not hot in the morning, otherwise I would have sweated profusely.
Shen Moer looked around curiously all the way. Although she had the original owner's memories, the memories were somewhat different from what she saw with her own eyes. It was as if there was a layer of gauze between them, making everything hazy and blurry. Now that the gauze had been lifted, everything became clear.
"Fu Zhiqing, where are you going later? Can we go together?"
A soft voice sounded, and it sounded like the volume was deliberately lowered. The problem was that everyone was sitting so close that they could hear it. Shen Moer looked over curiously and saw a young girl sitting on the inside, with short hair and a round face.
"Not on the way."
Another voice sounded faintly.
Shen Moer looked in the direction of the voice and saw a gay man sitting opposite the young girl. Ever since Shen Moer got on the donkey cart, the man had been resting his hands on his knees with his face buried in his elbows. His face could not be seen, only a head with thick hair.
At this time he raised his head, and Shen Moer could see his appearance clearly.
So handsome!
With just one glance, Shen Moer couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart.
This man has handsome eyebrows and eyes, a fair and elegant complexion, and his dark eyes are clear like stars. He is very handsome.
The capital of Daliang was a gathering place for many heroes, and Shen Moer had always been fond of colors. She had seen countless handsome men, but none of them was like the man in front of her, who made her feel that he suited her taste no matter how she looked at him.
pity.
He just has a bad temper. When a girl invited him to go with her, he didn't even ask her where she was going and just said it was not on his way, which made the girl feel a little embarrassed.
Shen Moer thought about it and dug out these two people from the original owner's memory. The man was called Fu Mingze and the woman was called Yang Qingqing. They were both educated youth from Yangliu Brigade.
Yang Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, and she forced a smile: "Since it's not on the way, forget it."
Fu Mingze looked at her, said nothing more, and buried his head back in his elbows.
Aunt Chen was a warm-hearted person. Seeing Yang Qingqing like this, she took the initiative to say, "I'm going to the food station. If you want to go along the way, you can go with me."
Yang Qingqing smiled and said, "I won't go there. Thank you, Aunt Chen."
Aunt Chen waved her hand to indicate that it was okay. She saw that the girl was embarrassed, so she said something polite to give her a way out.
When they arrived at the commune, a group of people got off the donkey cart one after another, agreed on the time to return to the team, and then dispersed.
"Are you going to Sparrow City too?" Aunt Chen pulled Shen Moer aside and asked quietly.
Why?
Shen Moer blinked and nodded quickly: “Yeah.”
She actually had no purpose in entering the commune. She was just very curious about the world when she first arrived and wanted to see places outside the village. Also, she had money from this world in her hands and wanted to buy some daily necessities.
However, according to the original owner's memory, there are very few shops selling things in this world. There are department stores in the county town, but there are only supply and marketing cooperatives and food stations in the commune. Moreover, for many things, money is not enough, and tickets are required.
As for Sparrow City… Thinking about it carefully, the original owner seemed to have heard about it from others, but she had never been there and didn’t have a deep impression, so Shen Moer didn’t think of it at first.
"We old farmers, apart from the few feet of cloth coupons we can get per head at the end of the year, we really don't have a hair's breadth of money. What else can we do if we don't go to the sparrow market to exchange for food and daily necessities at home?"
Aunt Chen kept muttering as she walked: "In this Maque Market, it's okay to sell some self-produced and self-sold goods, but it's not okay to hoard and resell. But I heard that even here, there are still people in the commune who are nagging and nagging to cut off the capitalist tail, so you guys should be careful later, and don't buy anything inappropriate."
Aunt Chen lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "If you see someone selling grain, just pretend you didn't see anything. The red armbands are watching them. If you catch them, you're done. If you really want to buy grain, you have to go to the black market."
The word black market was barely uttered.
"You have to be careful, you'll be doomed if you get caught."
Aunt Chen thought about it and added another sentence.
Shen Moer nodded solemnly: “I know.”
"Hey, that's Yang Zhiqing in front, didn't she say she didn't want to go this way?" Aunt Chen suddenly said.
Shen Moer looked up and, sure enough, Yang Qingqing was not far in front of them.
"She is following that Fu Zhiqing." Shen Shaoyuan whispered.
Perhaps because it was Sparrow City, there were quite a lot of people on this road. Shen Moer looked around for a long time before she saw the tall and straight figure in the distance. Judging from the thick hair, it was definitely Fu Zhiqing.
Looking more closely at Yang Zhiqing, it was true. He was walking and stopping, and occasionally hiding behind passers-by. It looked like he was really being followed.
“…”
Shen Moer was speechless for a moment.
Fu Zhiqing did have a bad attitude, but since he had already refused, there was no need to follow him.
He's sneaky and doesn't look like a good person.
However, they were not familiar with these two educated youth, so there was no need for them to meddle in their affairs.
Shen Shaoyuan lowered his voice, and there were many people on the road, so Aunt Chen didn't hear him and kept muttering: "These educated youth are still alienated from our members."
The so-called Sparrow Market is actually a small market spontaneously formed by the surrounding villagers. On the surface, it is a barter market, exchanging home-grown vegetables, fruits, handicrafts and the like.
Of course, some people actually exchanged money for it, and even, as Auntie Chen said, they sold rice, flour, grain and oil, which were banned by the law. If you are not caught, it is easy, but if you are caught by the red armbands, being sent to labor camp is the lightest punishment.
The trading time of this kind of small market is very short, usually only two or three hours. After it ends, everyone scatters like sparrows, so it is called the Sparrow Market.
In some places it is also called the Dew Market, which means that the market ends when the dew dries.
The sparrow market of Liuqiao Commune was located on a vacant lot not far from the food station. When Shen Moer and the others arrived, there were already many small stalls on the vacant lot. Fruits and vegetables were the most common, and there were also some handmade products such as bamboo baskets, rattan baskets, pottery jars, etc. Although it was called a market, everyone's expression was a bit cautious and vigilant, and they looked around from time to time.
Outside the stall, two young men wearing red armbands were looking over here with their arms folded, with serious expressions and sharp eyes, like falcons staring at their prey.
Aunt Chen came to sell her basket of melons and cucumbers. She soon found an empty spot and put down the basket.
Chen Moer and the others then separated from her. They wanted to buy two mats, so they had to look for one further ahead.
In fact, there was a shortage of bedding, but cotton and cloth were limited in supply and had to be purchased at the supply and marketing cooperative with coupons. They didn't even have a coupon for one foot of cloth or one pound of cotton, so they didn't consider it for the time being.
After searching around, she finally found a man selling straw mats in a corner. The mats were woven quite tightly. Shen Moer grabbed the mat and rubbed it for a while, then asked, "Don't you have bamboo mats?"
The weather is getting hotter and hotter, and straw mats are not as cool as bamboo mats.
The man selling mats was a bearded man. He looked at Shen Moer and Shen Shaoyuan and said, "Are you here to buy dowry? Bamboo mats are expensive and few people buy them. I didn't bring any today. If you really want them, come find me next market day."
He rolled his eyes and suddenly lowered his voice to ask, "How about cotton? I have to make two quilts for my dowry, right?"
Shen Moer's eyes lit up, and she exchanged a glance with Shen Shaoyuan. She did not deny that she had prepared a dowry, and imitated him, lowering her voice and asking, "Cotton, too?"
The bearded man chuckled and rubbed his hands together as if counting money: "As long as the money is in place, we'll have everything."
He looked around, quickly picked up the straw mat on the ground, picked it up with a shoulder pole and walked out: "Follow me."
Shen Moer and Shen Shaoyuan looked at each other again and exchanged glances——
"Will there be any danger, what if this person has bad intentions?"
"I saw that his lower body was weak and he looked like a silver-plated spear head. It's okay. I can handle him."
Okay, let’s follow and see.
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