"You are quite a practical girl. If you want me to help you taste it, then the small pieces will do. If a whole piece is not enough, then give me another piece."
"This piece is different from the previous one. This is chestnut cake made of chestnuts."
The old lady looked at it and saw that it was indeed different, but she didn't take it. "Your cakes, if you ask me, will sell. Even though there are so many people who don't have enough to eat now, there are still many rich people in this city. Besides, our lives have not been so difficult in the past two years, so we can still afford to buy a few snacks. The most important thing is that your snacks are different from those in the supply and marketing cooperative. By the way, how do you sell them?"
"I went to the supply and marketing cooperative to ask. They sell mung bean cakes for 60 cents a pound, and you need a ticket. Mine are 8 yuan a pound, and if you don't have a ticket, they're 10 cents a piece, which means 80 cents a pound."
Jiang Wanwan weighed the price repeatedly and felt it was reasonable.
The old lady nodded and said, "Not bad. First, you can help me get two pounds of mung bean cakes and one pound of chestnut cakes."
"Oh, okay."
As expected, the profiteers are the richest in this era. The old lady looked ordinary, but she asked for two kilograms of snacks. This was the first big customer she met today.
Jiang Wanwan packed two kilograms of chestnut cake for her and gave her one extra piece when she was wrapping it. The old lady saw it all and gave her 1.6 yuan first, then talked to her again.
"You can sell them this way, but they're slow. I'll ask around later and see if I can introduce some people to you. Your dim sum is better than anything else because it tastes so good. I guarantee that once you've had it, you won't be able to eat the ones from the supply and marketing cooperative."
Jiang Wanwan nodded in agreement. "Why would someone at the supply and marketing cooperative want yours when they have the same thing?" Besides not requiring a ticket, the biggest advantage is the taste.
"Thank you, Auntie."
Jiang Wanwan thanked her and saw that the old lady's basket was also bulging, so she asked her what she was selling today.
The old lady did not hide it and lifted the basket to let her see. It was still full of scraps of cloth in several colors.
Now is not like the later times, when the market is free. If you want to do business, you just need to look at the market demand and sell whatever you want. Supply management is quite standardized now. Even if you want to engage in speculation, you have to see what goods you can get.
Seeing the old lady's attitude, Jiang Wanwan suspected that she had some connection with the textile factory or the supply and marketing cooperative, but this was something that could only be understood but not expressed in words.
After flipping through the pile, I saw that they were all fabrics. I pointed to a piece of light grey fabric and asked, "Auntie, how much is this and how much is it?"
"This piece is four feet long, enough to make either a jacket or pants. If someone else wants to buy it, it will cost at least two dollars and a half. If you ask Auntie, you can give it a discount, two dollars and thirty-three."
Jiang Wanwan really liked this piece of fabric, and it was very suitable for Lu's mother.
Maybe it’s still the habit of the older generation. Mother Lu still likes to wear clothes with large collars, all of which are plain in color, but her clothes are all patched.
"Okay, then, wrap it up for me."
This time Jiang Wanwan didn't bargain, and the price was indeed very reasonable.
After buying the cloth, Jiang Wanwan asked the old lady if she could get some cotton and wool. She couldn't make clothes but could knit sweaters, so it would be nice if she could knit a sweater for Lu Xiao.
The old lady didn't finish her words, just said that she would learn it from her later. Then the two of them sat by the wall, chatting and selling things. When the time was almost up, Jiang Wanwan also sold a few.
When they left the black market, the old lady watched her walk a long way before turning around and walking home.
Jiang Wanwan naturally didn't pay attention to all this. She found a place away from people and put the basket back into the two-bedroom apartment. She also looked in the refrigerator and planned to take some lamb chops out of the two-bedroom apartment when she returned home to make braised lamb chops.
The biggest advantage of coming out is that you can take out the food in the refrigerator at will. As for the money from selling snacks, of course I save it.
Jiang Wanwan is a person who always keeps her word. She promised to support Lu Xiao, so she must do it.
Now that they were in the county town, Jiang Wanwan thought of their wedding photos. They had been told to pick them up in a week, but later they hadn't had time to come because of the autumn harvest, and they almost forgot about it.
When I passed by the hardware store, I saw more than a dozen brand new bicycles being unloaded from a truck.
I couldn't help it and ran in to ask the price. The ticket was 165 yuan for a Fei Ge brand bicycle.
The three major bicycle brands of this era are: Fei Ge, Phoenix, and Forever.
Fei Ge bicycles are produced in Jinshi, while Phoenix and Forever are both produced in Shanghai. Because of the planned economy and unified purchase and sale, Jiang Wanwan's area belongs to a sales unit under Jinshi, so the bicycles they can buy are basically Fei Ge brand bicycles.
Jiang Wanwan was shocked after hearing the price. She had the ticket, but the money was not enough.
Lu Xiao gave her about a hundred yuan in total. The original owner also had money she had asked from Du Jiaming and Qiao Wenwan. After deducting the money she had spent during this period, there was only a dozen yuan left.
So there is a gap of at least fifty dollars, and this is the case when she only earns money but does not spend it.
Thinking about how he felt smug about how much he had sold today, Jiang Wanwan looked up at the sky and realized that he still had to work hard to make money.
When she arrived at the photo studio and explained her purpose, the master recognized her at a glance and spoke lazily.
"Oh, it's you. The photos have been developed a long time ago. I was wondering why you didn't come to pick them up. I thought you didn't want them anymore."
Jiang Wanwan frowned slightly, "The team was busy with the autumn harvest some time ago, so I didn't have time to come."
This photographer's words are too disloyal. How could he possibly give up the wedding photos that he had worked so hard to take?
The photographer smiled awkwardly and took out the photo. "Oh, so that's it. It's a good photo. Take it."
Jiang Wanwan just thought this person was weird and didn't want to waste any more time talking, so she just took the photo and left.
It was only after we left the photo studio that I couldn't help but open the small paper bag and prepare to appreciate it carefully.
This was her first wedding photo in two lives, and it was taken with Lu Xiao.
She was a little careful when taking the photo and leaned on the man's shoulder.
Thanks to her rich experience in taking photos with mobile phones in her later life, she had a series of images in her mind at that time.
He took out the photo with a giggle, and then... he stood there dumbfounded, and then... he burst into laughter.
No wonder the photographer had such a deep memory of them that he even suspected the photos were no longer wanted.
Jiang Wanwan and Lu Xiao were wearing white T-shirts at the time. When the photographer reminded them, she thought that wearing white clothes for wedding photos was not acceptable in this era.
As a result, she completely ignored the fact that it was a black and white photo, and the background of the photo was also white.
On the two-inch photo, the two heads were clearly visible, and there were only two heads...
Jiang Wanwan really couldn't help it, she couldn't control herself at all. Even when passers-by looked at her as if she was a fool, she didn't restrain herself.
It wasn't until I was laughing so hard that tears were about to fall that I realized something.
He glanced around like a thief, hurriedly put the photos away, and trotted away from the scene.
At the entrance of a department store not far away, Li Le looked like he had seen a fool, still a little surprised. He pointed at another man and said, "Is such a beautiful woman mentally ill? What a pity."
Chen Hai only glanced at it and then withdrew his gaze, raised his leg and stepped onto the stairs, "Let's go."
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