When Jiang Wanyue entered the supply and marketing cooperative, she was stunned.
She knew that supplies were scarce in that era and the supply and marketing cooperative would not be very large, but she did not expect it to be so small. She estimated that it was even smaller than the supermarket in a modern village.
Members of the ten production brigades in the entire commune basically come here to buy things. Are the goods on the shelves enough to sell?
Soon, Jiang Wanyue realized that there were indeed enough items to sell, because everything required tickets and they would not be sold without tickets.
Only some basic supplies do not require tickets, such as matches, salt, kerosene, etc.
She first took the eggs in the basket and sold them. The supply and marketing cooperative's purchase price was five cents an egg, so twenty eggs were sold for one dollar.
Jiang Wanyue's face was full of smiles. Based on this price, she could earn at least 30 yuan a month.
You have to know that in those days, the average worker's monthly salary was only about 20 yuan.
Unfortunately, there are no tickets.
She looked around the supply and marketing cooperative, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She hurriedly pulled the salesperson and said, "Hello, why are the colors of those towels different from the others?"
"This is a defective product. The color is damaged." The salesperson said as she knitted a sweater. "Defective products don't require a ticket, but the price is not cheap either, one dollar a piece."
Jiang Wanyue couldn't help but be amazed.
When country people wash their faces, they either cut up old clothes or tear up cloth to make their own towels. One dollar can buy two and a half feet of cotton cloth, which can make at least five or six towels.
No wonder no one buys the towels that don't require a ticket.
Although it's a bit expensive, there's nothing she can do about it. She can't afford to compromise on such basic daily necessities. Fortunately, she has the cornucopia. As long as she has one, she can produce countless ones.
She took out a dollar and put it on the counter: "Give me one."
She put the towel the salesperson handed over into the basket and said with a smile, "Excuse me, do you have any more defective items like this?"
The salesperson didn't even look up: "No."
Towels can be replaced by any kind of cloth, and no matter how rich the villagers are, they won’t buy them, so they cannot be sold.
As for other defective products, such as broken candies and biscuits, soaps of ugly colors, enamel cups and basins with peeling paint, etc., countless people are scrambling to buy them.
The salesperson will use his position to order it in advance, and if you can’t use it yourself, you can give it to relatives and friends. This is a very good favor.
There is no way I would sell it to someone I don’t know.
Jiang Wanyue thought about it and decided that she had to go to the black market to get some tickets.
The original body had only been to the county town once a month or so. When buying stamps at the post office, she also bought some things at the black market. She had to find an opportunity to go there once.
She picked up the child and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, next to which was the meat processing factory.
Normally, she doesn't like to eat meat because she has to lose weight after eating it, but her body is really lacking in oil and water, and she can't walk as soon as she smells meat.
Jiang Wanyue couldn't help but walked over and said, "Hey, uncle, do you have meat that doesn't require a ticket?"
"No." The butcher threw out a big bone. "Bones don't require tickets. Do you want one?"
"Yes!" Jiang Wanyue nodded rapidly, "How much?"
The butcher said, "Bones are fifty-eight cents if you have a ticket, and seventy-eight cents if you don't have a ticket."
Jiang Wanyue quickly took out the money.
I spent seventy cents on one bone, and had four dollars and three cents left.
It was almost noon when she got home. She had been busy taking care of the child since the entire morning and was extremely hungry.
She quickly took out the pig bones and used a knife to shave the meat off the bones. The bones had already been shaved once and were very difficult to shave. She barely shaved a little bit and then put them into the treasure bowl.
During this morning, there were more than twenty eggs in the treasure bowl.
She took out all the eggs, put the meat on top, then separated them and put the new towel in.
She cracked a few eggs and mixed them with dark flour, planning to make pancakes. The main reason was that her cooking skills were average, and there weren't many things she could cook.
Then she went to the field to pull radishes. When she pulled the radishes out, she was a little stunned. They were neither white radishes nor carrots. They were actually round radishes with red skin, very small. It was the first time she had seen one.
Cut a few radishes and stew them with pork bones, then sprinkle some salt in.
While she was busy, she heard the sound of a whistle, which should be the signal to get off work at noon. After a while, she heard the village becoming lively. Many villagers walked past her house, and occasionally she heard people talking about her.
"Do you think she will commit suicide again?"
"Who knows? Anyway, it's obvious that Song Si Niang is not cut out for farm work. Even if she doesn't commit suicide, she will starve to death sooner or later."
"Even if she has to carry pig manure, she can still earn six work points a day. I think she is just lazy. What's the point of having a pretty face? Marrying a lazy woman will bring bad luck to the whole family!"
“Crash!”
A basin of water was suddenly poured out from the fenced yard and splashed in front of the people who were talking.
"Oh, sorry!" Jiang Wanyue had an apologetic smile on her face. "Auntie, why are you walking so quietly? If I had heard the sound and knew someone was there, I wouldn't have splashed the water... It's my fault. Come in and have a cup of tea, that's my apology."
These women talked behind people's backs about being caught, and they looked so guilty that they couldn't bear to drink tea, so they waved their hands and left.
Jiang Wanyue stood at the door and looked out. After a while, she saw Song Yunying walking in the crowd. She rushed over to her and said, "Yingzi, are you tired?"
Song Yunying smiled and said, "Mom, I picked up a pound of rice ears this morning."
Jiang Wanyue picked up the backpack for her: "Wow, our Yingzi is really amazing, there will be delicious food for lunch today."
The little girl couldn't help licking her lips.
I had black noodles with eggs last night, boiled eggs in the morning, and I will definitely have eggs for lunch today.
She walked into the house with great anticipation, her little nose twitched and her saliva immediately flowed out.
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