Chapter 34 Money Power, Supply and Marketing Cooperatives' Large Purchase
Zhao Xiumei nodded frequently after hearing this. Young girls are meticulous, clean and hygienic, and what she said makes sense.
She said, "I also want to buy a washbasin for each of my three daughters, but washbasins are expensive and I can't afford it. When the eldest daughter turns sixteen, I will definitely buy her one."
"Sister Zhao, don't be impatient. Life will definitely get better and better in the future. We can buy as many as we want. We can even change three a day to wash our hair, face, and take a bath."
When Zhao Xiumei heard Jiang Tang's words, she couldn't help laughing.
The two continued to look at the things in the supply and marketing cooperative.
Zhao Xiumei bought pork, soy sauce, and half a pound of rock sugar, and took them home to stew the meat.
Jiang Tang began to show off her ability to spend money.
"Comrade salesperson, I need five pounds of rice, five pounds of flour, two pounds of millet... I also need one pound of brown sugar, one pound of white sugar, and a bottle of sesame oil... Could you please give me some of that toilet water on the shelf over there? And I want some of those pencils, pens, and children's books over there... And a box of those marbles, please..."
Jiang Tang not only bought daily necessities that the family needed, but also bought things specifically for Chaochao and Yueyue. Transparent glass marbles were the best-selling toys of that era.
Their children should also have what others have.
Many of the things she bought were already in the spiritual treasure space, but taking them out directly would be too conspicuous. After buying them, she just openly said that she bought them without worrying about being suspected.
The salesperson at the supply and marketing cooperative was a young woman. She looked at Jiang Tang with some confusion because she had never met a customer who bought so many things at once, and she was afraid that Jiang Tang would not be able to pay.
Jiang Tang saw the other party's worry and said directly, "I'm a military dependent living in the family compound. Don't worry, I have all the bills and money."
When the saleswoman heard that they were military dependents, she felt relieved. She thought that they must have just arrived, so that was why they were missing so many things.
Jiang Tang started by buying daily necessities. While scanning the shelves, he saw a radio placed at the top.
Her eyes lit up.
In the 1970s, there were no mobile phones or televisions. If you wanted to know what was happening outside, you could only read newspapers, but not every household could afford to subscribe to newspapers.
Jiang Tang wanted to know what was happening in society, and even more so, she wanted to know about policy changes so that she could seize the opportunity and perhaps have the chance to make a lot of money.
The radio station has daily news, which is simple and convenient.
Jiang Tang remembered that among the tickets Fu Sinian gave her, there happened to be a ticket for a radio, which could come in handy at this moment.
"Comrade, I want that radio back."
The saleswoman said, "Show me your ticket."
Radios are electronic products, and their production and sales are regulated by the state. Ticket checks are extremely strict, and a single ticket can fetch a lot of money in the second-hand market, so they are very valuable.
Jiang Tang opened her wallet and handed over the bills. "Take a look. This radio on the shelf looks a bit old. Do you have any new ones in the warehouse? Please give me a new one."
After checking the ticket to make sure it was fine, the saleswoman nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go get you a new one from the warehouse. You're lucky, there's only one brand new one left."
Jiang Tang smiled and said thank you.
While shopping in Jiangtang, Zhao Xiumei looked at the fabric counter next door and saw a beautiful Dacron shirt with bright and colorful flowers printed on it.
She quickly took it and said to Jiang Tang, "Little Jiang, look at this jersey. It's made of Dacron. Feel it. The texture, the pattern, the color are so beautiful. It will look great on you."
Jiang Tang reached out and touched it. It was indeed good material, thin and breathable. It was June now and the weather was getting hotter. Wearing this shirt in the summer would definitely be comfortable.
Zhao Xiumei continued muttering, "Eight yuan for just one shirt, that's one-fifth of my husband Zhao's monthly salary. It's a bit expensive."
"Eight dollars is not too expensive." Considering that the original owner's pair of shoes cost hundreds of dollars, an eight-dollar shirt is indeed not expensive.
Jiang Tang said, "I want—"
At this moment, a hand reached out quickly and snatched the shirt from Jiang Tang's hand.
It's really a narrow road for enemies to meet. It's Lin Xiu'er again. She and Ye Yunshu are still in the supply and marketing cooperative.
"What do you want? Can you afford it, you country bumpkin?" Lin Xiu'er handed the shirt to Ye Yunshu, "Yunshu, this is a Dacron shirt. There's only one like it in the entire supply and marketing cooperative. Of course, you're the most suitable person for such a good shirt."
Ye Yunshu didn't care about the looks from Jiang Tang and Zhao Xiumei at all. She said to the salesperson, "It's only eight dollars. I want this shirt. Here's the money."
"What do you want? Who said this dress is yours?" Zhao Xiumei couldn't bear it any longer and shouted at Ye Yunshu, "Our little sister Jiang is still looking at it, why are you trying to snatch it?"
Lin Xiu'er sneered, "So what if we robbed it? This shirt is eight dollars. You, and you alone, who has the money to buy an eight-dollar shirt? Besides, this shirt is a commodity. Whoever pays first owns it! Yunshu paid first, so it belongs to Yunshu!"
With Lin Xiu'er charging in the front, Ye Yunshu stood behind her invisibly.
Jiang Tang could still see the same contempt and ridicule in Ye Yunshu's eyes as Lin Xiu'er.
Jiang Tang didn't endure it this time, but asked, "How do you know I can't afford an eight-dollar shirt?"
Lin Xiuer continued to press her aggressively, "Haha, do you still need to doubt this? Look at the clothes you're wearing. You've been wearing them for three or four years, right? You smell like a country bumpkin. Do you really think others can't smell it? I advise you to be honest and stop pretending to be rich. That's eight yuan. You can't even afford two pounds of pork, and you still want to buy an eight-yuan shirt? You're dreaming!"
"You little girl, why are you talking so dirty? Do you know who our little sister Jiang is?" Zhao Xiumei retorted angrily.
"Who is she? Is she the wife of the chief? How funny." Lin Xiu'er took Ye Yunshu's arm and said, "Do you know who Yunshu is? Her grandfather is the chief of the capital. Can you afford to offend her?"
"Xiu'er, don't tell anyone."
Ye Yunshu seemed to be trying to stop Lin Xiuer, but in fact her eyes were full of arrogance and her chin was slightly raised.
Her grandfather, the leader in the capital, is the first benefactor in her life and also the most important support.
Ye Yunshu thought of the luck value that had never appeared on Jiang Tang's head, then glanced at the shirt in his hand, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.
"Comrade Jiang, if you really like this shirt, I'll give it to you."
As he spoke, Ye Yunshu ignored Lin Xiu'er's dissuasion and handed the shirt to Jiang Tang in a gentle manner.
Jiang Tang glanced at the shirt, his lips curled up in a cold smile, "I think things that have been touched by others are dirty and unlucky. You keep it for yourself."
Ye Yunshu's outstretched hand froze awkwardly in mid-air, with a hint of anger appearing on his delicate face.
An incredible thought flashed through her mind: Could it be that Jiang Tang knew?
[Lin Xueer's name was changed to Lin Xiuer]
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