They felt like they were about to be steamed by the sun.
Especially the educated youths who came with Mu Yunxi at the educated youth center, looking at Mu Yunxi drinking water leisurely under the eaves, they all thought secretly in their hearts,
How nice it would be if it was their kettle!
Bai Xiaozhu licked her dry lips. She also wanted to go under the eaves to rest for a while, but her work was not finished yet.
Mu Yunxi drank the water happily and exchanged some spiritual spring water for the water in her kettle.
It tastes cool and has a hint of sweetness. After drinking it, the heat in the body is basically eliminated.
It also made her feel more comfortable and peaceful.
Mu Yunxi found a clean and flat wooden stool to sit on, took off the hat on her head, and used the wide brim of the hat as a fan to fan herself.
The strands of hair on her forehead were wet with sweat, and because of the heat, her glowing white face was flushed.
After Sheng Zhiyi finished carrying the last load of millet and spread it out to dry, he walked towards his partner.
He picked up the kettle and gulped down several mouthfuls of water. He put down the kettle only after his dry throat was relieved a little.
He found a place to sit next to his partner, took off his hat and fanned her.
: "Xixi, it's so hot!"
Seeing that he was still panting from the heat, Mu Yunxi quickly stopped him.
"Just fan yourself. I'm feeling better now."
Seeing that his partner was so concerned about him and worried that he would get hot, Sheng Zhiyi's amorous peach blossom eyes smiled even brighter.
"Xixi, you don't have to feel so bad for your boyfriend. He can handle this little bit of heat!"
Mu Yunxi:…………
This guy is getting more and more shameless!
After a few days, all the grain had been dried, and all that was left was to go to the grain management office to pay the public grain tax.
Paying public grain was the top priority in the village. Usually, the team leader and the team secretary would bring the strong laborers in the village to pay it, and the educated youth were not needed.
So the next day after drying the grain, Sheng Zhiyi rode his bicycle with his partner to the Red Star Commune.
All in all, he hasn't left the village for almost a month.
Now that all the grain has been dried, there is no need to go to work, and it happens to be the market day of the commune.
He wanted to take his partner to the city for a walk, relax, and see if there was anything he wanted to buy.
When the two arrived at the commune, they went to the state-owned restaurant as usual and had a hearty lunch.
Then we came to the street where villagers came to the market to exchange and trade goods.
In this era, in addition to going to supply and marketing cooperatives and stores to buy what you need, you can also trade on the "market days" designated by government departments in various regions.
However, this kind of market transactions are subject to time limits and restrictions on traded items.
For example, in the Red Star Commune, people could only go to the market on the first, fifteenth, and twenty-first days of each month to buy or exchange what they needed with others.
Outside of these designated days, government departments are not allowed to conduct collective transactions or private sales.
Of course, the government does not allow people to conduct private transactions except on market days.
There would even be Red Guards who would arrest and crack down on those engaging in speculation and profiteering.
However, illegal trade still exists across the country.
Because it is a market day, there are restrictions on the trading of goods, and it cannot meet all the needs of everyone's daily life.
Just like grain, pigs, sheep, cattle, cloth, tobacco, alcohol and iron products... these things are strictly controlled by government departments and people are not allowed to buy and sell them freely.
If people wanted to buy it, they could only take money and coupons to the supply and marketing cooperatives, or grain management offices and other government departments to buy it.
However, many ordinary people simply couldn't produce those coupons, nor did they have other ways to exchange them for tickets. (And even if they did have tickets, they couldn't necessarily buy anything, as supplies in the supply and marketing cooperatives were also extremely scarce.)
So this is why there is a black market in most areas.
Today is the first market day after the autumn harvest. The market is bustling with people coming and going.
Many villagers come to the market to sell what they grow themselves, wild animals they find in the mountains, or what they save by cutting back on their expenses.
On one street, there are people selling vegetables, game, seafood, wild fruits, woven products, wooden products... everywhere, even firewood is sold.
Sheng Zhiyi and Mu Yunxi's eyes were basically wandering around the food stalls.
I saw people selling dried sea fish, dried shrimp, pheasant, eggs, wild mushrooms, wild fungus, snails, eels, loaches, tofu, wild fruits, various vegetables, and wild vegetables from the mountains.
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