The 20 bags of brown sugar and 100 eggs were sold out quickly. Only the rice remained.
It's not that no one asked, but because Ruan Mianmian didn't sell loose rice. When she exchanged rice, she exchanged for a vacuum-packed bag of 10 kilograms for convenience. But after the exchange, she remembered that she didn't have a scale, so she couldn't weigh it for others.
She couldn’t afford to change the scale in the system mall for the time being.
That's why the rice is left over and has not been sold yet.
At this time, an old man wearing a tattered Zhongshan suit came over and asked Ruan Mianmian what the price of rice was.
"Old man, this rice is 10 jin in total, not sold separately. With a ticket, it's 80 cents per jin, without a ticket, it's 1.2 yuan per jin." "The rice produced in the space is crystal clear, much better than the regular rice on the market now. She asked for this price, really not much more.
The old man didn't say much. He took out twelve yuan from his inner pocket and handed it to Ruan Mianmian, along with a cloth bag.
Ruan Mianmian packed the rice for him and when she handed it back, she felt that the old man was a little overwhelmed by the bag of rice, so she asked, "Do you want me to help you deliver it home?"
The old man was obviously stunned, and then refused, "No, I can take it back myself."
If someone refuses, Ruan Mianmian doesn't have to rush in. She puts away her sack and plans to go back. It's been less than half an hour since she came in.
Indeed, in this era, food is hard currency. As long as you have it, you will have no trouble selling it.
Ruan Mianmian had just turned out of the alley when she suddenly saw a man at the other end of the alley paying money to enter the black market. Although it was just a flash, Ruan Mianmian's body had been repaired by the system and her eyesight was very good, definitely up to 2.0. She still saw clearly who that person was.
Liu Laoshi is really brave. He doesn't even dress up when he goes in and out of the black market. Isn't he afraid of being recognized by acquaintances?
Ruan Mianmian really didn’t know what Liu Laoshi’s original name was. She just knew that everyone called him that, and she called him uncle-in-law.
He is the husband of Liu Cuifen's sister Liu Cuixia.
Let alone this uncle-in-law, Ruan Mianmian had only met her own aunt a few times. The reason why Ruan Mianmian was impressed by Liu Laoshi was because of his Mediterranean hairstyle. Among the people she knew, he was unique.
Nowadays, people don’t visit relatives that often. It’s because they are poor. Visiting relatives doesn’t cost money, and you don’t need to give gifts. So except for very important things, most of the time, each family takes care of their own family.
If Liu Laoshi covered himself up a little, like wearing a hat or something, Ruan Mianmian wouldn't be able to recognize him even if she saw him.
She originally wanted to go in and see what her uncle was selling, but then she thought it would be too much of a hassle to go in now. Anyway, she knew he would come to the black market to sell goods, so it would definitely not be just once or twice. She would just go and see next time.
The monk can run away but the temple cannot.
Ruan Mianmian was a little hungry now. She had been buying food in the system mall recently, and today she wanted to eat something different. She went to the state-owned restaurant, ordered a bowl of shredded pork noodles, and took the opportunity to take a break.
While she was waiting for the noodles to arrive, she used her consciousness to sort out the money she had received today in her space. A total of fifty-six dollars and fifty cents, and a bunch of miscellaneous bills.
It seems like a lot, but the salary of an ordinary formal worker is less than thirty yuan a month, which is almost two months' salary.
However, when Ruan Mianmian thought of the house that looked like ruins, she felt that this amount of money might not be enough.
How can I make some more money?
She had almost used up all of her previous points when she came to the black market this time.
It seems that she has to continue picking up trash.
Suddenly, she remembered that she was now in the county town.
What's in the county?!
Scrap yard!
Isn't that all garbage there!
Ruan Mianmian became excited instantly.
The things in the scrap yard may seem useless to others, but to her, they are mountains of gold and silver.
Ruan Mianmian now just wanted to finish her noodles quickly and then head towards Jinshan... no, the scrap yard.
There are two waste stations in the county, one in the west and one in the east, which are quite far apart.
Ruan Mianmian decided to go to the east side of the city today and then to the west side tomorrow. Anyway, the letter of introduction given to her by the captain was valid for two days, so she had to use it up before going back.
After coming out of the state-owned hotel, Ruan Mianmian didn't waste any time and went straight to the scrap yard in the east of the city.
When they were almost out of the city, Ruan Mianmian finally saw the place she had been longing for.
There were bundles of newspapers and books piled up at the entrance of the scrap yard, as well as some miscellaneous items that had not yet been sorted.
"Is anyone there?" Ruan Mianmian shouted towards the door.
There were rustling sounds coming from inside, but no one answered.
Ruan Mianmian called out again, "Is anyone there? I want to find something."
Suddenly, an old man with dirty body and messy hair appeared in front of her, which scared Ruan Mianmian.
The old man stared at Ruan Mianmian with his eyes fixed, and kept winding the copper wire in his hands, as if he had pulled it from some machine.
The old man didn't say anything, just looked at her. Ruan Mianmian swallowed twice before saying, "Hello, old man. I want to find something here. Is that okay?"
"What are you looking for here? Go home and don't make trouble." The old man was very impatient. He had a lot of work to do. Every day, there were always little girls coming here looking for something.
"Uncle, it's like this, I was just separated. There's nothing at home, and I don't have much money, so I want to come here to find something useful." Ruan Mianmian explained, "I just take the pots and pans that are used at home. Nothing else."
Ruan Mianmian didn't lie, that's what she thought, as for other things...
The old man looked Ruan Mianmian up and down. At this time, Ruan Mianmian had changed out of the outfit she wore when she went to the black market and returned to her normal appearance.
I don't know if he believed her, but the old man pointed to the other side of the wall and said, "Go over there and see if there's anything you can use. Hold on tight, because when you get off work, a truck will come and take the stuff away."
"Okay, okay, thank you, sir. Thank you." Ruan Mianmian thanked him repeatedly and quickly walked to the side where the sir pointed.
It was a pile of roughly sorted waste, mostly household items, mostly made of wood and relatively few made of metal.
Ruan Mianmian looked at this pile of things with shining eyes~
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