Spring of 1970
The train platform from Los Angeles to Hebei Province was bustling with people.
On the platform, some people carried their luggage with anxious expressions, while others held their loved ones' hands with tears streaming down their faces.
Inside the green train, by the window sat a young girl. She was very thin and had dark skin; if it weren't for her two braids, one would mistake her for a young black man.
Bling sat by the window, watching the various aspects of life on the train platform in the 1970s.
She sighed inwardly. In such an era, all she could do was protect herself; she had no ability to help the world.
The train slowly started moving.
Bling snapped out of her thoughts and watched the receding city of Los Angeles, the last lingering gloom in her heart vanishing.
She hugged her little bundle tightly, and thinking of the money in her spatial storage, all her feelings and emotions vanished.
What can relieve my worries? Only getting rich quick!
This space of hers appeared along with her water-based superpowers when the apocalypse came in her previous life.
The space is not large, only about 20 square meters, and the height is only four meters, about the size of a room.
It contained all the supplies she had collected in the apocalypse, which were also her means of survival in this world.
Thinking of this, she closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, pretended to sleep, and focused her mind on the space, intending to take stock of the supplies in the space so that she would have a clear understanding of them.
First, there's the money, which is divided into three parts. The first is all of the Du family's assets, totaling 5,673 yuan, which was a considerable sum of money in those days.
The money included the family's wages, her father's pension, and the original owner's subsidies for children of martyrs, so she felt no guilt about taking it; it was something the Du family owed the original owner.
Hmm~ what belonged to the original owner was hers.
Secondly, there was the money left to her by the original owner's grandmother, a total of 890 yuan, which was the old lady's life savings.
The third was the money from selling the Du family's belongings, which amounted to 135 yuan. She spent 7 yuan to buy a train ticket, leaving her with 128 yuan.
The total amount of money was 6,691 yuan, and she didn't include the remaining small change.
Now, all of this belongs to Buling. She put all the money on the shelf, then thought for a moment and put the ninety-one yuan on the other side for easy spending.
Then there are tickets. In those days, tickets were more important than money, and many things could only be purchased with tickets.
The Du family had accumulated quite a few coupons, primarily grain coupons. There were 530 jin of national grain coupons, but only 60 jin of local grain coupons in Luocheng. It's estimated that Niu Fangcao exchanged all of Luocheng's grain coupons for national grain coupons and stored them away.
Next were the meat coupons. The meat coupons were not limited to any region, and there were a total of fifty-eight catties of meat coupons. When he counted the meat coupons, Buling instinctively swallowed.
There was nothing she could do; she was craving meat, both mentally and physically. It had been over twenty days since she transmigrated, and she hadn't eaten a single piece of meat.
She heard that you can buy meat and vegetables on the train without paying a ticket, and she definitely wants to try it later.
There were also two types of coupons: cloth coupons and cotton coupons. Among them, there were coupons for 35 feet of cloth and 8 catties of cotton coupons.
These will come in handy when she gets to Hebei Province. She brought nothing with her when she went to Hebei Province this time except for a few changes of clothes.
When she arrived at her brother's house, she planned to make everything new. After all, a new life means a new beginning. As for the Du family's belongings, she sold them all. She thought they were dirty and wouldn't use the blankets they had used. Who knew if they had any infectious diseases or anything like that?
The remaining tickets were for various daily necessities, including one bicycle ticket, three thermos tickets, one iron pot ticket, two flashlight tickets, eight toilet paper tickets, six brown sugar tickets, three white sugar tickets, three shoe tickets, and thirteen industrial coupons, which could be exchanged for any kind of necessities.
After taking stock of the money and tickets, Buling had a clear idea of the situation. All that was left were the supplies in her spatial storage.
The bulk of the supplies is food.
Inside were 43 bags of flour weighing 20 jin each, 109 bags of rice weighing 10 jin each, 20 bags of cornmeal weighing 5 jin each, 34 bags of millet weighing 5 jin each, and the rest that had been opened were not counted.
There were also various kinds of beans, including red beans, mung beans, black beans, soybeans, broad beans, and more, totaling over 500 jin (250 kg).
She obtained these foods by raiding the grain and oil store downstairs in her residential complex when the apocalypse had just begun. Because the complex was right next to a university town, the grain and oil store was quite large, so she got them all for a bargain.
After three years of depletion during the apocalypse, this is all the rice and flour left.
Grain and oil stores, they sell only grains and oils.
There are still sixty-three barrels of oil left in the space.
Among them were 18 barrels of 20-jin (10 kg) vegetable oil, 25 barrels of 10-jin (5 kg) soybean oil, 8 barrels of 10-jin (5 kg) peanut oil, 5 barrels of 5-jin (2 kg) olive oil, 3 bottles of 2-jin (1 kg) coconut oil, and 4 bottles of 1-jin (5 kg) sesame oil.
There was also a large bucket of lard in a white plastic container, weighing about fifty kilograms.
She hardly touched the oil, simply because she wasn't very good at cooking. Well, not that she couldn't cook at all—she could cook it properly, but whether it tasted good or not was entirely up to fate.
After counting the major items, what's left are the minor items.
There wasn't much to inventory in Xiao Tou; it was all her household items, from small things like nail clippers and skincare products to large things like kitchen knives, bedding, and clothes—all stuffed into her space.
Unfortunately, her old clothes are completely unwearable in this era. Even if she were to wear them, they would have to be altered before she could wear them, otherwise it would be easy to give herself away.
The bedding is fine, but it has to be covered with a duvet cover from this era, since the colors are too eye-catching. Girly pink, fresh green, sky blue, none of them exist in this era.
After taking stock of the supplies in the space, Buling felt more confident. These things were more than enough for her by herself.
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