Jiang Wanyue felt inexplicably guilty.
She used Xiao Li's supplies and biological resources, and then stole Xiao Li's business. It seemed a bit unfair no matter how you looked at it.
"Big sister, are you taking your kids to visit relatives?" Xiao Li greeted enthusiastically, "Would you like to come to my house and have some water?"
The word "sister" instantly made Jiang Wanyue's guilty conscience disappear.
She lowered her voice and asked, "Do you have food coupons?"
Every time she came back to the county town, she would be hungry at noon. It was okay for her as an adult, but she had two children with her, and she couldn’t run around with an empty stomach.
Xiao Li had been in the black market for many years and had everything he wanted. Upon hearing this, he immediately took out a handful of tickets, including food tickets, cloth tickets, sugar tickets, meat tickets, industrial tickets...it could be said that he had everything.
Jiang Wanyue asked for food coupons and meat coupons, and after thinking for a while, she asked for a few cloth coupons, which totaled one dollar.
The two had just finished the transaction when suddenly, a whistle was heard outside the alley.
Xiao Li's face changed: "Sister, the law enforcement team is here, hurry up and take the child away!"
He didn't care about Jiang Wanyue and ran away.
If it had happened half an hour ago, Jiang Wanyue would have been driven crazy with anxiety.
But now, she had almost sold out all her supplies, so she was not afraid of the law enforcement team.
Holding a child in each hand, she walked slowly through the alley as if she was taking a stroll. She had to give off the feeling of strolling in a garden... The law enforcement team members glanced at her backpack, saw that there was nothing in it, and let her go.
Jiang Wanyue breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the black market.
Only brave people can do this kind of business. She should avoid such places in the future.
She took her children to eat at a state-owned restaurant.
It was lunch time now and the restaurant was doing good business. Most of the people who came here to eat were cadres from surrounding units.
Jiang Wanyue and her two children, wearing patched clothes, looked like they were from the countryside. When the three of them walked in, they immediately attracted many people's attention.
Jiang Wanyue didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, so she took out the money and ticket before ordering: "I want two bowls of noodles, four meat buns, and three bowls of water."
The waiter looked unhappy: "The meat buns are sold out."
Jiang Wanyue glanced at the sign and said, "Four steamed buns, then."
Waiters in this era are similar to modern civil servants, with iron rice bowls that everyone envies. This attitude is the same for everyone, and Jiang Wanyue doesn't care.
The waiter collected the money and the ticket, a total of thirty-one cents.
There were two bowls of vegetarian noodles. Jiang Wanyue ate one bowl and the two children shared one bowl. If it was not enough, they would have some steamed buns.
I originally wanted to buy some meat buns to bring back for Song Huaizhi, but they were sold out. So I decided to take the remaining steamed buns back with me. I guess that kid hasn't eaten them either.
"Mom, the noodles are delicious." Song Yunying couldn't help but say, "It would be nice if my brother could come too."
Jiang Wanyue pinched her face and asked, "Is the noodles here better, or are the noodles I made better?"
The little girl frowned in embarrassment.
She wanted to say that the food here was better, but she was afraid of making her mother sad.
She wanted to change her words and say that her mother's cooking tasted better, but children cannot lie.
"Okay, I get it." Jiang Wanyue couldn't help but laugh, "In front of mom, just say whatever you want to say. There's no need to hide anything, okay?"
Song Yunying nodded vigorously.
After finishing their meal, the mother and her two children went directly to the health center.
Jiang Wanyue spent six yuan to buy a bottle of domestic cod liver oil, and had a little more than ten yuan left.
"Let's go to the department store now."
Although ten dollars is not a lot, it can buy some things.
For example, cotton. The weather is getting colder, so you need a new quilt.
For example, as for the shoes for her children, she didn't know how to make cloth shoes. They couldn't wear straw sandals in winter, so she bought each of them a pair of low-key cloth shoes.
Also, there is no wash basin at home. We use bowls to drink water and brush our teeth. We only have one pot...
There are so many things missing, so I can only take it one step at a time.
The three of them walked for about half an hour before they arrived at the only department store in the county. It had three floors and the entrance was full of people, making it very lively.
Song Huazhi was a little scared and lay on Jiang Wanyue's shoulder.
Song Yunying had never seen such a scene before, and she held Jiang Wanyue's fingers tightly.
Jiang Wanyue walked in and looked around curiously.
This place is completely different from shopping malls in later generations. A counter separates the salesperson and the customers. The goods are on the shelves in the back. The salesperson will take out the goods if the customers want them. If the customers don't buy the goods after taking them out, the salesperson's attitude will be extremely bad. But no one dares to say anything. There is no way. The salespersons in state-owned stores are so confident.
Jiang Wanyue went to several stores and finally saw a cotton spinning store. She waited in line for at least twenty minutes before it was her turn. However, the salesperson told her that the cotton was sold out. Cotton was a planned commodity and each person could only buy one kilogram. It was sold out on the first day of its arrival.
She had no choice but to buy some wool.
Then take the children to buy cloth shoes.
I noticed a long queue at the shoe store. It turned out that new leather shoes had arrived and there were only ten pairs. People who knew the inside information came early to buy them.
There are many poor people these days, but there are also people who can afford a pair of leather shoes for seven dollars.
Jiang Wanyue stood on tiptoe and took a look. There were also those old-fashioned cloth shoes here. The price was not written so no one knew how much they were, but they must be not cheap if they were displayed in a store.
She wondered if she should ask the villagers to help make a few pairs of shoes, which would be cheaper.
After shopping for more than half an hour, Jiang Wanyue didn't buy anything. Either the goods were out of stock, or she needed a ticket, and then she had to queue. It felt even more chaotic than a vegetable market.
Finally, when she arrived at the stationery area, Jiang Wanyue saw the paints on the shelves.
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