Chapter 174: Rice Price Increase
Hearing the two people's names, Scar Wei's mouth twitched. What are these names?
He suspected that the two men were plotting against him, but he had no evidence.
One is Tangyuan sister and the other is Tangyuan brother, so who is Tangyuan?
After Han Ying and Lu Yuan announced their names, Tang Yuan called out to those people.
Woof~
I am Tangyuan!
However, apart from Han Ying and Lu Yuan, no one else could understand.
"Now that we've exchanged names, we're friends. Can you give me some of your potatoes? I might have what you want in exchange."
Whatever he's called, it doesn't matter.
What mattered was whether he could exchange potatoes from them.
"Let's go in and take a look first."
The two of them still wanted to go into the night market and take a look first.
Give them a sway too, otherwise they will think that they are the only ones who can have your potatoes.
"Okay, we're right here at the exit. Come find me if you need anything. There are also many of our brothers watching in the night market. Just ask them to pass on a message to me."
This group of people collect admission fees and stall fees from people, so they must play a role in maintaining order.
So Scar Wei arranged a lot of brothers to patrol the night market.
In the beginning, we did catch a few people who were causing trouble or stealing.
But later, as their night market became famous, no one dared to cause trouble here.
Han Ying and Lu Yuan nodded, and then took the dog directly into the night market.
There were many people setting up stalls, but most of the things on the stalls were of no use to ordinary people for the time being.
Various electronic devices that are no longer usable, small appliances, children's toys, books, quilts, winter clothes, exquisite tableware, bottles and jars, etc.
There was no sign of any food or water.
I passed by several stalls in a row, but didn't see anyone stopping.
There were actually quite a few people shopping there, but everyone just took a quick look.
When I saw that there was nothing I was interested in, I walked straight to the next stall.
After another rough walk, Lu Yuan stopped in front of a stall selling stationery.
The stall owner simply spread a sheet on the ground whose original color could hardly be seen.
Seeing someone stop in front of his stall, he immediately beamed with joy, "Just tell me what you like, the price is negotiable."
Han Ying took a look and found that there was a pile of colorful cartoon timers in front of Lu Yuan.
This timer does not require electricity and is a mechanical timer.
However, the timer can only be set for a maximum of 1 hour, and a ding ding ding reminder sound will automatically be emitted when the time is up.
And the sound is quite loud.
"How much are these timepieces?"
Although Han Ying didn't know what Lu Yuan bought these for, she still asked the boss.
Hearing this, the stall owner's eyes suddenly lit up, because he heard clearly that the other party was saying these and not just one.
"I have a total of 56 timers here. I have tried every one of them and they all work. If you want all of them, just give... five kilograms of rice or 10 points."
The stall owner carefully looked at the expression of the girl opposite him before quoting a price.
On the third day after the base was opened, the price of rice had increased from 0.5 points per kilogram to 1 point per kilogram.
It has doubled.
In the current environment, a rise in rice prices is inevitable.
But what everyone cannot accept is that the daily purchase limit of rice has been reduced from two kilograms to one kilogram.
This means that even if you have points, you can’t buy more rice.
But there is nothing we can do if we cannot accept it.
Most of the supplies are in the hands of the government, and you can only buy as much as the government limits your purchase.
You can make a fuss, but we will cancel your purchasing qualification!
By then you won’t be able to buy even a pound of rice.
Of course, you can also buy it on the black market, but I heard that the price on the black market has risen to a high price of 5 points per kilogram of rice.
"5 points, I'd take them all if I could."
Now this thing is of no use to others at all, and it just takes up space, so clearing it out is equivalent to clearing up space.
"Okay, you guys take it."
He used to run a stationery store, and was not included in the official list of supplies before the end of the world.
There were still a lot of things in the warehouse, and he moved them back home bit by bit during the rainstorm.
We managed to save some during the tsunami, but no one wanted them.
It would be nice to be able to exchange some points now.
Han Ying took out 5 points and handed them to the boss.
The boss gave them two bags, just big enough to put the timers in.
This kind of timer is not heavy, only about one or two taels each.
56 of them only weigh about five or six kilograms.
"Thank you for your patronage. Would you like to take a look at other items? I have a pretty complete range of items here."
With 5 points, you can buy 5 kilograms of rice at the mall within 5 days.
Although 1 kilogram of rice a day is not enough, as long as you have points, you can still buy other food at the mall.
When the two were about to leave, they heard the stall owner's words and Han Ying glanced at the things on the stall again.
Suddenly, something with only a corner exposed in front of the stall owner caught Han Ying's attention.
"Boss, let me see the box in front of you."
Han Ying pointed at the box with a corner exposed.
"The little girl has a sharp eye. This is a box of pastel paints that my daughter treasured before the end of the world. I have never been willing to use it before, but now that we are almost broke, I have no choice but to sell it."
The stall owner placed the paint in front of Han Ying.
"How much?"
Han Ying recognized this box of paint. It only had 12 colors and was handmade by a master craftsman in Yunnan Province.
Whether it is saturation, glossiness, color retention, stability or durability, it is all amazing.
And I heard that only 80 boxes are produced each year, and the price is quite high.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a limited edition in the pigment industry.
Han Ying heard it from her father.
My father could buy a box from the master every year, so he would only use it for important paintings.
The box that he had not finished using the year he had the accident was kept by Han Ying in the space talisman.
I didn't expect to see it in such a small stall. I guess the stall owner's daughter must be an extraordinary painter.
Because when you buy this pastel paint, you must bring your own paintings, and the master will only sell the paint to you if he is satisfied with the paintings.
"Let me tell you first, although I am selling this paint, the price is not low, and I only need food and water."
The stall owner was reluctant to sell his daughter's precious paint, but nothing was more important than having a full stomach.
Now, apart from this pile of things that no one wants, there is not much food at home.
"You name a price. If it's suitable, I'll buy it. If it's not suitable, forget it."
Han Ying opened the box and found it was well preserved, the powder was dry and the color was bright, it was obviously brand new and had never been used.
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