Two days passed in a flash.
For Zhao Tingting, the days were like years. She felt that she had no motivation to do anything these past two days.
Finally, the day of the market came. Zhao Tingting got up early in the morning, but when she opened the door, she didn't find anything different.
She led everyone towards the center of the village. Since they didn't tell her the location, the center of the village must be right.
Then Zhao Tingting discovered along the way that many people had set up a table in front of their door with various things placed on it.
Some are a few bunches of vegetables, some are some insoles, and some are just some fancy designs.
There are also various pickles, dried vegetables, bamboo baskets, various woven products, homemade brooms, mats, etc.
Although not every house has one, there is a table every few houses.
There was no one guarding the table, so Zhao Tingting and others were not sure whether these things could be traded.
Until I saw someone walk up to the stall and choose something, and after choosing something, he would shout into the house.
The two discussed whether to buy or exchange.
Everyone was sure that this was what the village called a market.
"Let's go shopping separately and buy what we are interested in," Zhao Tingting said excitedly.
How long had it been since she had been to the market? Ever since private transactions were banned, she had to be sneaky when going to the black market.
This is the first time in all these years that I have gone shopping openly like this, except for going to department stores.
But the department store is so small, this is a whole village.
Women's desire to go shopping is completely aroused.
The group dispersed and bought what they needed.
"Mom, hehe!" Zhao Tingting's two sons came up to her and smiled attentively.
He rubbed his hands restlessly in front of Zhao Tingting.
"Virtue." Zhao Tingting said with disdain, but still gave two dollars to each person.
"Thank you, Mom." The two shouted happily.
The two brothers looked at each other. They had just seen a lot of snacks, all homemade by the villagers.
There are also various drinks. Although they don’t know what they are, they can try them.
The place is particularly lively today, and some people from other villages have also come to join in the fun.
They mainly wanted to try their luck, wondering if those intellectuals might have come up with some strange and bizarre things.
Just like the drinks on display this time, they are various herbal teas that were researched by a few college students.
There are some that can relieve heat, reduce internal heat, stimulate appetite, strengthen the spleen, and there are also some scented teas that can quench thirst.
This allows them to earn some extra income while doing research.
Some old professors would occasionally make some things for students to sell.
For example, the whitening pills released last time, the scar removal cream released before that, the burn ointment released before that, and so on.
They are all practical daily items, not in large quantities, and are sold on a first-come, first-served basis.
There are also some robots that can walk by themselves and various small animals, which are toys made by some young people. Each one is unique.
They didn't know that these toys were bought and sold in towns and cities, and their prices immediately doubled.
Everyone found this kind of life novel.
Scientific research is no longer a time-consuming and laborious task, and they can also use the knowledge they have learned to add some income to their families in their spare time.
This feeling is completely different from the feeling of receiving a salary.
At first, everyone believed that one should devote oneself to the experiment wholeheartedly, and any distraction would be disrespectful to science.
Later, everyone found that occasional distraction did not make much difference to the experiment.
Instead, it relaxes your mind and allows you to focus better next time.
Of course, at the critical point of the experiment, everyone worked day and night and did not put the cart before the horse.
For women, not only is there always a piece of clothing missing in the wardrobe, but the house is also not full.
Zhao Tingting bought a lot of woven items and put them on the table, some to put fruits on, some to put candies on, anything you wanted.
Anyway, she thought the little plates and baskets were so cute.
Villager: I didn't expect anyone would actually want this! The kids just watched the adults making bamboo baskets and backpacks and then followed suit and made miniature versions.
What can it hold? Will it be full with two or three wild fruits, or two or three wild vegetables?
There is also a washbasin. Plastic washbasins are difficult to use, but this wooden basin can be used as a makeshift.
Buy a few more so you don’t have to share.
The clothes rack looks nice, I bought it.
The handkerchief has a very beautiful embroidered pattern on it. I’d buy it.
Bamboo bowls and bamboo cups are nice-looking, I’ll buy them.
Children set up stalls to sell wild fruits and vegetables, buy them.
There are also those people who put two bunches of vegetables on the table. It turns out that they are not just selling that little bit, but those who need it can go into the vegetable garden and pick as much as they want.
These are truly fresh vegetables, with morning dew still hanging on them.
There are actually people selling meat and tofu, buy some.
Even food is being sold, and no tickets are required. That’s great, buy, buy, buy!
After all, they have to cook for themselves as a group of people, and they can't just eat for free every meal.
It was impossible to carry food from the capital, so I only brought enough money.
In the end, everyone returned home with a full load, holding large and small baskets.
"Look, these baskets were given to me by the villagers. They are so kind."
"Me too. The auntie saw me shopping empty-handed and asked if it was my first time shopping, then she gave me one."
"I didn't expect a village market to be so interesting. I heard there are sometimes all kinds of homemade gadgets."
Several people were discussing excitedly at home.
Each of them bought a lot of things, and now the yard looks a bit messy.
Only Zhao Tingting's eldest son Fang Weiwei was sitting there in seclusion.
"What happened to your brother?" Zhao Tingting asked her youngest son.
"He was laughed at." The youngest son Fang Mengmeng looked at his brother and said.
"Oh, tell me about it!" Zhao Tingting became interested. How could she meet someone as soon as she arrived?
"Didn't you always say that he couldn't even find a job after graduating from high school? He said that it would be nice to come to the village and become a teacher.
He has a high school diploma, so isn't he more than qualified to be a teacher?" Fang Mengmeng said.
"Then what?" Zhao Tingting asked.
"Then he was laughed at by two older brothers who were playing in the mud next to him. They said he was dreaming," said Fang Mengmeng.
Although the original words said that his brother had wild ideas, isn't this just wishful thinking?
"My brother was not convinced and started arguing with them, saying that he was still a high school student.
It's much better than them still playing with mud at their old age. How dare they laugh at themselves?
Then they laughed even louder, saying that such a brilliant high school student didn't even know what the soil in their hands was.
My brother took a few more glances and really couldn't figure it out. He was too embarrassed to ask, so he just left in a huff. "Fang Mengmeng said.
"Not long after we left, someone slapped me in the face. So my brother lost interest in shopping and dragged me back home to sulk."
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