Chapter 473 The Male Lead of the Era 13 Pei Jiwang rode ahead on his bicycle, listening to her constant, detailed complaints, and the corners of his mouth curved almost imperceptibly.
He knew it; this girl was always being picky.
The so-called supply and marketing cooperative was actually just a single-story building slightly larger than the family compound, with a white wooden sign with black characters hanging at the entrance.
As you walk in, a mixture of kerosene, salted fish, local produce, and old wood wafts out.
The interior was dimly lit, and the shelves were simple wooden racks with goods sparsely arranged on them.
On one side are daily necessities.
An enamel basin printed with the Double Happiness symbol, a thermos, plain soap, rough toilet paper, and a kerosene lamp.
On the other side were non-staple foods, piles of coarse salt, and dried goods packed in burlap sacks.
There was also some seafood that didn't look very fresh, and several large open vats containing soy sauce, vinegar, and bulk liquor.
In the corner, there were piles of farm tools such as hoes and shovels.
There weren't many customers; apart from a few military dependents, there were only some simply dressed local fishermen.
Zi Xi stood at the doorway, looking at the scene before her, as if she had been frozen in place once again.
[This, this is the supply and marketing cooperative? Just these few items? And such limited colors?!]
That soap looks like a lump of yellow mud! And that fabric is a dull, grayish color.
In Zi Xi's imagination, the supply and marketing cooperative should at least have a wide variety of goods, fabrics of various colors, and soaps with different scents.
And the toilet paper and skincare products she desperately needed.
Reality dealt her a heavy blow.
Pei Jiwang looked at the undisguised shock and disappointment on her face and understood.
"Buy a pound of soy sauce and half a pound of vinegar."
He walked up to the counter selling groceries and said to the sales clerk.
What do you need to buy?
Then he looked at Zixi, who was still standing there in a daze.
Zi Xi came to her senses and moved with difficulty to the counter selling daily necessities.
She looked at the few bars of soap that smelled strongly of alkali, and her brows furrowed.
I looked again at the roll of toilet paper that was rough like sandpaper, and felt incredibly conflicted.
This soap looks so rough, and this paper... oh well, never mind.
If others can use it, so can I.
Indeed, reality doesn't allow her to be picky.
Zi Xi finally pointed to the soap that looked slightly more pleasing to the eye and a roll of relatively fine toilet paper.
When paying, Zi Xi watched Pei Jiwang take out the banknotes and a few coins printed with images of workers, peasants and soldiers, and a thought suddenly flashed through her mind.
With such a shortage of supplies here, wouldn't it be incredibly profitable to transport light industrial goods from Shanghai here?
Even fabrics with slightly nicer patterns, soaps with a pleasantr scent, or face cream with more attractive packaging will definitely sell out quickly!
Once the thought arose, it grew wildly in her heart like weeds.
The seafood here is of such high quality that it could be dried and transported inland, or it could be preliminarily processed into ready-to-eat seafood sauces, fish floss, and the like—there would definitely be a market for it.
However, transportation and cost are issues... but it's not entirely impossible. We can try to find connections and access the military's supply lines...
[So this isn't a deserted island, it's a gold mine!]
[It's just that nobody knows how to develop it!]
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