11. Chapter 11: Trip to the County Town 3



Feng Qingxue felt the price was right and agreed to the deal.

"I brought 10 to 20 kilograms of rice and flour, and 20 to 30 eggs, but I didn't bring a scale."

"I have some at home. I'll bring it over later."

The old lady hurried away. Feng Qingxue finished the bun in a few bites and walked towards the old elm tree.

After waiting under the old elm tree for a while, Feng Qingxue saw from afar the old lady and a man in his thirties coming over. The latter was carrying a bamboo basket and walking in a hurry.

"This is my son." The old lady pointed at the man but didn't say his name.

Feng Qingxue and the old lady walked behind the old elm tree, and the man kept watch.

Seeing no one around, Feng Qingxue took out the bag of eggs and opened it to show the old lady.

"Oh, they're really eggs. They look so fresh." The old lady smiled happily and quickly weighed them. The total was three pounds and two ounces. She took them out swiftly and put them into the small basket she brought with her, and then weighed the rice and flour that Feng Qingxue brought out.

5.1 jin of rice, 8.5 jin of flour, and 7.3 jin of brown rice.

Although it is brown rice, it is also a refined grain.

When they finally settled the bill, Feng Qingxue rounded off the change, "Rice and flour are 120 yuan, and eggs are 15 yuan."

Rice and flour are priced at six yuan per pound, while eggs are priced at five yuan per pound.

When the old lady heard the bill, she looked painfully sad.

It’s expensive, but you still have to buy it.

Food is now so precious that it cannot be bought even with money, and the old lady is unwilling to miss this rare opportunity.

Moreover, if fine grains are exchanged for coarse grains, these fine grains can be exchanged for sixty to seventy kilograms of coarse grains.

Therefore, the old lady quickly took out a stack of big unity notes from her bosom, counted out fourteen and handed them to Feng Qingxue.

"Girl, I know these things are not easy to come by, and I won't take advantage of you. I'll give you 140 yuan. Come back to me next time you find something good. The wall you lean against when you eat buns is my home."

"Don't worry."

Feng Qingxue didn't hesitate to put the money in her arms, actually putting it into the space.

There is no place that makes her feel more at ease than space.

Then, the old lady and her son carrying a bamboo basket hurried away, and Feng Qingxue followed suit and left the old elm tree.

After wandering around for half an hour, Feng Qingxue found two black market trading places and returned to the market with an empty backpack.

With money, Feng Qingxue had the confidence to enter the department store.

There weren't many people in the store, and even among the few customers there, most of them were browsing rather than buying.

The sales clerks at the counter were just sitting there chatting and ignoring the customers.

Feng Qingxue wanted to buy two pairs of shoes for herself and her sister, one pair of singles to wear now and one pair of cotton to wear in winter. She also wanted to buy some clothes for Feng Qingyun so that she wouldn't have to go out with bare legs every day, so she walked to the counter selling ready-made shoes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Comrade, how much are those shoes?" Feng Qingxue asked, pointing at a pair of cloth shoes for children.

The saleswoman was a young woman who was knitting a sweater. When she heard her question, she looked up and snorted, "Do you have a ticket?"

"Ticket?" Feng Qingxue was stunned. She did not expect that this was the era of tickets.

The salesperson sarcastically asked, "What are you doing in a department store without a ticket?"

Contempt is evident in his words.

Feng Qingxue felt very uncomfortable and asked, "Do I need a ticket to buy anything? Can't I buy it even if I have money?"

"Of course you need both money and tickets to buy things. Neither is possible without the other." The salesperson looked arrogant. "If you don't have a ticket, don't hang around me. You're blocking the light while I knit."


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