You need food coupons and grain purchase certificates to buy anything, which is a headache for most city dwellers.
Chen Xia appeared like timely rain, and the business opened immediately.
An old lady took decisive action and paid 4 yuan to buy 10 kilograms of rice.
Then the second old man also made a move and bought 10 kilograms of rice.
After the third aunt bought the remaining rice, the aunts and uncles who had not yet bought any were unwilling to continue.
"Hey, what's going on? I just went home to get the money, how come they're sold out?"
"Young man, do you have any rice? We don't have enough to eat at home, and my grandson cries every day because of hunger."
Everyone was talking at once, holding Chen Xia and refusing to leave, which was exactly what Chen Xia wanted.
"Don't worry, I still have some rice, but not too much. If you need to buy some, I'll get it out later."
After saying that, Chen Xia walked to an alley not far away amid everyone's puzzled and expectant eyes. He looked around to see if there was anyone around and went into the hole in the wall.
When he came out again, he was carrying a 100-jin bag of rice.
When they saw Chen Xia coming out carrying rice, the crowd burst into applause. In a blink of an eye, all 100 kilograms of rice were sold out.
There was an old man who bought 50 kilograms by himself and said he had plenty of money, which made the old ladies and men next to him so angry that they started to denounce and condemn him.
After selling 130 kilograms of rice, he received 52 yuan in cash, which was higher than the salary of a fourth-level worker and a huge sum of money in the early 1980s.
But compared with the more than 10,000 kilograms of rice in the Space Hospital, only 130 kilograms were sold, which is a drop in the bucket.
What should I do? Chen Xia was a little confused. It would take forever to sell this product.
Those who didn’t buy rice refused to leave and kept asking Chen Xia if he had any rice.
Some elderly men and women and housewives who heard the news were rushing over with cloth bags to buy some rice without food coupons.
This made Chen Xia scratching his head. Should he sell it or not?
Never mind, just go for it. Even if I get caught, they can't find my rice, and they can't convict me either, right?
What's more, he has a "magic weapon" on him, that is, his cheap father's martyr certificate. The children of the martyr are in financial difficulties. Isn't it wrong for them to sell the rice they grow themselves?
Do you dare to say no? Where is your political consciousness? Do you want to make heroes bleed and cry?
Chen Xia was fully prepared, and lacking any "reverence" for this conservative era, he took the plunge and said, "Hey, sir."
"Dear grandpas and grandmas, uncles and aunts, I still have some rice. My villagers asked me to bring some here, but if anyone comes to arrest me, please keep an eye out for me. I don't want to be arrested and sent to a labor camp."
"Don't worry, young man. You've helped us solve a big problem, and we won't cheat you. Just go ahead and sell it. We'll protect you if the neighborhood committee comes."
"Yes, don't be afraid young man, it's not illegal to sell some homegrown rice."
"Hurry up! If it's too late, the neighborhood committee will attract the police."
Chen Xia heard everyone arguing and made three rules.
"Okay, then I'll sell it to everyone. Whoever buys the rice, take it and leave immediately. Don't stay. Everyone line up. I'll carry the rice on my back."
As soon as Chen Xia finished speaking, the crowd automatically formed a team, and several old men took the initiative to take on the "guard mission".
They all know everyone in this neighborhood committee, so if any government officials come, they can inform them in time and ask Chen Xia to get out of here quickly.
That's fine. If the people are going to such great lengths just to get a little food, they'll go to such lengths.
So Chen Xia went in and out many times throughout the morning, carrying bags of rice to sell to everyone.
The people who bought rice quickly dispersed, so no one knew how much rice this guy had sold.
Until an old man saw people from the neighborhood committee coming over in the distance and immediately notified Chen Xia. Chen Xia had just sold a bag of rice.
When he heard that government officials were coming, he immediately prepared to leave.
There were still some people who hadn't bought rice and were reluctant to see him go, and many people had just arrived after hearing the news.
Chen Xia was reluctant to give up such a large customer base, but there was nothing he could do. If he was caught by the neighborhood committee and taken to the police station, who knows what troubles he would get into.
What to do? Chen Xia was bolder at this time and said before leaving,
"I'll come again tomorrow morning. Those of you who want to buy rice can wait."
After Chen Xia ran away, the neighborhood committee people didn't catch anything. They heard that he was just a small farmer selling some rice he grew himself, so the neighborhood committee people didn't take it seriously and left.
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