While Jiang Manyue was looking for tools to change her appearance in the space, Lu Qingyou had already arrived at the county town.
He went straight to the post office, took out the note from his breast pocket and handed it to the telegraph operator.
"Hello, comrade. I need to send a telegram to this address. I'd like to ask for your help."
After the telegraph operator confirmed the address, Lu Qingyou carefully repeated the seven words that Li Guifen had instructed.
"It's seven words in total, and I pay 21 cents."
Lu Qingyou quickly took out the money. After receiving the money, the telegraph operator checked the contents of the telegram with Lu Qingyou again, helped Lu Qingyou fill out the form as proof, and then sent the telegram out.
"Here's the telegram list, comrade, take it."
The telegraph operator handed two copies of the telegram to Lu Qingyou. He folded it and put it on his chest. After thanking the telegraph operator, he went back to the state-owned store.
The post office of the Yunzhou Military District received the telegram and quickly delivered it to Lu Lin.
At this time, Lu Lin didn't know why his parents suddenly sent him a telegram asking him to go home for vacation and divorce. Although he had the idea of divorce for a long time, he was about to go on a mission and could not go home for the time being.
Lu Lin had no choice but to go to the post office and send a telegram back to his parents, explaining that he was going to carry out the mission and promising to return home after the mission was completed.
Jiang Manyue knew nothing about this. She was currently strolling around the black market with her transformed look on her face.
Strictly speaking, he wasn't just strolling around, he was actually looking for prices on the black market.
You don't need tickets to buy things here, so the prices will be a little higher. For example, rice at the grain station costs about 15 to 17 cents if you buy it with tickets. On the black market, you don't need tickets and it sells for 30 or 35 cents per pound.
It is a bit expensive, but not as expensive as Jiang Manyue imagined. Ordinary people who are really short of receipts can come and buy it if they are brave enough.
You can also exchange tickets here. You can exchange industrial tickets or other tickets that you don’t need at home for the food tickets you need. There are also special people to do this business.
Jiang Manyue walked around for a long time and had a general understanding of the situation in the black market. She also had an idea of the business she wanted to do.
Things like food are not very valuable on the black market, so she would sell high-priced items, such as canned meat, leather shoes, etc., and clear out the inventory in the supermarket first.
When Jiang Manyue was patrolling the supermarket yesterday, she found a lot of men's and women's leather shoes piled up in the corner of the clothing area. It was obvious that no one had bought them for a long time.
Jiang Manyue had seen those leather shoes in the supermarket before. Not only were the styles very old-fashioned, but they were also very expensive. It was estimated that they wouldn't even sell two pairs in a year.
But these leather shoes that modern people think are old-fashioned are extremely fashionable and stylish in this era, and are definitely very popular.
Jiang Manyue thought about it and found the person who was responsible for maintaining order in the black market.
"Do you have anyone here who can do a big deal? I have a large order of the latest leather shoes from Shanghai. I wonder if anyone is interested."
The man heard this and chuckled, "Of course there are people doing business. Once you come here, you are all one of us. Follow me."
The black market is entered and exited by secret codes, which change daily with the date. Generally, those who can enter are trustworthy, so the man is not afraid that Jiang Manyue will do anything wrong, and directly takes her to where the real dealers are.
Jiang Manyue followed him around and around, and finally arrived at a very secluded courtyard.
"Brother, there's a big deal coming our way. Leather shoes from Shanghai!"
When they heard that the shoes were from Shanghai, several people inside looked over.
However, Jiang Manyue was a stranger. One of the men with a scar on his face looked Jiang Manyue up and down and said lazily, "Would you like to take a look at the goods?"
Jiang Manyue took out a pair of brand new women's leather shoes from the big bag she was carrying and placed them on the low table in front of them.
The leather shoes are completely black, and the toe is inlaid with plastic crystals. They look shiny and very beautiful.
"Tsk, it's really fashionable stuff. Things from Shanghai are really different. They look much more fashionable than those in the state-owned stores here."
"With this leather, this feel, and this pattern, if you told them it was from Shanghai, wouldn't they go crazy buying it?"
Several people were amazed at the leather shoes. The scarred man looked directly at Jiang Manyue, "How many pairs do you have? How much can you give per pair?"
Jiang Manyue looked at him calmly. "There are about a hundred pairs of women's leather shoes, and a similar number of men's leather shoes. We have all the sizes that people usually wear."
In fact, the supermarket has much more inventory than this. Jiang Manyue wants to sell it once in a while so that it looks more like it came from other places and she can do long-term business.
"As for the price, I'll give you fifteen dollars a pair of men's and women's leather shoes. How much you can sell them for depends on your ability."
Jiang Manyue pointed at the leather shoes that were being passed around among the people. "These are the latest models from Shanghai. You can't find them anywhere else. I'll give them to you for 15 yuan a pair. You'll make some money."
The scarred man thought for a moment and agreed immediately.
He has a lot of connections, and if he takes over this batch of goods, he can resell it somewhere else. Even if he sells it for only sixteen or seventeen yuan a pair, he can still make a few hundred yuan, which is a sure profit.
"Okay, it's settled then. I'll come to you in three days and we'll pay and receive the goods."
There were more than 300 pairs of leather shoes, with a total payment of nearly 5,000 yuan. Jiang Manyue gave the scarred man three days to raise the funds and agreed to officially complete the transaction after three days.
The scarred man agreed, and Jiang Manyue didn't take the pair of leather shoes, and went out empty-handed.
Having concluded such a big deal and with nearly five thousand dollars to come in, Jiang Manyue was in a very good mood and couldn't help humming a song while walking on the road.
Five thousand yuan in the 1970s was not a small sum of money. People working in a factory only earned twenty or thirty yuan a month, and five thousand yuan was their salary for more than ten years.
Jiang Manyue happily went to the place where she had just hidden, changed her clothes, and then happily went to the recycling station.
The scrap recycling station is not big and is very dilapidated. There is an old man sitting at the door, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun.
When Jiang Manyue was about to go in, the old man called out, "Bring out the things you found and weigh them. Everything is one cent per pound."
One cent per pound is really cheap. Jiang Manyue nodded to the old man and went in directly.
The scrap collection station was a mess, but fortunately the books and picture albums were placed in one room, which made it convenient for her to find them.
Jiang Manyue went into the room and searched for a long time but didn't find anything useful.
I've heard before that some people found famous paintings and calligraphy in scrap yards in the 1960s and 1970s. Judging from the current situation, that's basically nonsense.
All that was left here were old newspapers and some tattered books with words barely legible. Not to mention paintings and calligraphy by famous artists, there wasn't even a single comic book.
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