Because everyone is in the stage of trying hard to have enough food to eat, growing crops consumes most of everyone's energy and vitality. Even if they go into the mountains to find or dig things, they are thinking about filling their stomachs rather than selling them.
Especially in the current policy context of relatively strict control over the private economy, everyone has a deep-rooted fear and resistance to buying and selling.
Most people's minds don't even think about this.
In this sense, modern people who travel back in time have a significant advantage if they have a certain understanding of history. At the very least, they will be bolder, more open-minded, and have more opportunities.
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The next morning, before daybreak, the brigade's loudspeaker blared, "Members participating in militia training, gather at the brigade headquarters as soon as possible."
There is absolutely no concept of whether it disturbs the public or not. The loudspeaker will be used whenever needed. There is nothing strange about it even if it starts broadcasting in the middle of the night.
Xie Yun had prepared well. She got up early in the morning and bundled her bedding. She placed her toothbrush, toothbrush cup, towel, and tooth powder wrapped in a small paper bag, along with her washbasin, at the bottom of her backpack. She also brought rations, a kilogram per day, half of which she would bring herself and the other half subsidized by the brigade. Xie Yun also brought a kilogram of wheat and six and a half kilograms of corn, which she placed in the basket.
Put a tightly tied blanket on top.
Zhang Ruifeng got up earlier than her. She started to make a fire and cook. She made pancakes and boiled egg soup for Xie Yun, fearing that the pancakes would be too dry for her.
While Xie Yun was eating, she went to her room to check again, fearing that she had missed something.
"You don't have clam oil?"
"No. I'll put it on when I get back. I'm going there for training, or rather, to endure hardships. If I bring clam oil with me, I'm afraid some people will say I'm conceited, indulgent, and petty-bourgeois. I have to be careful."
Not only could she not apply clam oil, she couldn't even take a bath during this period. She could only wipe herself with water like everyone else, and at most wash her hair.
Zhang Ruifeng thought her daughter's words made sense, so she put down the clam oil.
Xie Yun patched up his clothes a few more times last night, adding several layers of patches to areas prone to wear and tear, like his knees and elbows. This protected both himself and his clothes, but it still looked a bit shabby.
After dinner, Zhang Ruifeng wrapped a flatbread for Xie Shen in clean white cotton cloth and stuffed it into her backpack. "Here, who knows what time dinner is served over there? You can have something to eat if you're hungry."
"My mother still loves me. I'm leaving now."
After finishing her meal, she wiped her mouth, picked up her backpack and left.
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