After saying this, the salesperson muttered, "Really? How dare a peasant without a ticket come to a department store?"

Feng Qingxue was filled with anger and wanted to argue with her, but was afraid of being laughed at, so she turned around and left.

No ticket, can't buy anything?

Feng Qingxue was so angry that she suddenly remembered the content mentioned in the information she read in the morning and couldn't help but sigh.

She remembered that the 1960s and 1970s were the era of coupons, which meant that many things required coupons in addition to money. If you had money but no coupons, you couldn’t buy anything, and if you had coupons but no money, you couldn’t buy anything either.

There are a lot of clothes, shoes and socks in her space, some of which are what Feng Qingyun would wear at her age, but most of them do not conform to the aesthetics of this era.

The handmade shoes they bought later in the market did fit the bill, but they were all new. Even if they were in line with today's aesthetics, Feng Qingxue didn't dare let her two sisters wear them out. They were too eye-catching, and she couldn't explain the origin of the clothes, shoes and socks.

She has made all the preparations. If she buys new things, she will make them look old. If she can't buy any, she will use the ones in her space and make them look old.

An old lady with a pale face and skinny body and simple but clean clothes saw what happened just now. She felt sorry for it and walked up to Feng Qingxue and kindly reminded her, "Girl, go to the second-hand wardrobe counter and ask if there are any old shoes. Used ones don't require a ticket."

Feng Qingxue asked curiously, "Are there any second-hand ones?"

The old lady thought for a long time before she understood the meaning of second-hand and nodded.

"Some people want to wear new clothes because they want to keep up with the fashion, but they don't have enough money, so they sell their old clothes at a lower price, and then use the cloth coupons and money to buy new ones. Some people don't have coupons, so they buy old clothes and old shoes. This is called everyone is happy."

"Thank you for your advice, Auntie. I'll go check it out right away."

Feng Qingxue reached into the backpack, and two steamed buns appeared in her hand. She took them out and quietly put them in the old lady's pocket.

The old lady was stunned, then put her hands in her pockets.

"My daughter..." She moved her lips, feeling the soft warmth under her hands. In the end, she did not say anything to refuse, but just kept saying, "Thank you, my daughter, thank you, thank you."

With these two steamed buns, my grandson will have two more meals.

She understood better than anyone how precious fine grains were. Even in her own family, it was difficult to let her grandson eat white flour buns.

With Feng Qingxue's eyes, she could see that this old lady's life was even more difficult and thinner than the previous old lady. The most important reason for everyone's difficulty and thinness must be the lack of food, without exception.

Because of the old lady's kindness, Feng Qingxue whispered to her as they passed by: "Tomorrow I will go to the Red Army Bridge and try to exchange the coarse and fine grains I have worked so hard to get for the money and things I don't have."

The Red Army Bridge is a black market trading place in the county town, located in a relatively remote area.

Mentioning the Red Army Bridge is equivalent to mentioning the black market.

The old lady was excited, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and then she hurried home.

Feng Qingxue stood there for a while and found the second-hand clothes and shoes counter that the old man had mentioned. Sure enough, there were old clothes hanging and old shoes placed on the counter. There were not many of them, and there were even fewer other old things.

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

The salesperson here had a better attitude than the previous one. When he saw Feng Qingxue coming over, he quickly stood up with a smile on his face.

"What do you want to buy, comrade?"

Feng Qingxue stated her request, and the salesperson immediately took out some children's clothes and shoes for her to choose from.