In the city.
Qiao Jiangxin ate a bun while rushing to Beiqiaopingchang.
Beiqiao Pingchang is located in the north of the county town. I heard that many corpses were buried there during the war, so everyone is quite taboo about it and there are not many people visiting there on weekdays.
They set off at around six o'clock, and by the time Qiao Jiangxin arrived near Beiqiao Pingchang, it was already half past seven.
There was a big shed on the vast lawn, just like the mobile sheds temporarily set up in various gymnasiums at the end of the year to sell clothes and New Year's goods in later generations.
This kind of material flow attracts pickpockets from all over the place, and since the current policy is still unclear, it is not vigorously promoted. Most people know the news or are brought here by acquaintances.
Qiao Jiangxin arrived quite early. Looking inside from the outside, there were only a few merchants inside the sheds.
She walked around the shed from a distance and squatted in an inconspicuous place.
As the sun rose higher, more people came. Some came pulling carts, some carrying baskets, some transporting goods on bicycles or tricycles, and even farm tricycles and small trucks.
Looking inside from the stall entrance, the stalls were set up one by one, and managers wearing armbands began to walk around.
Gradually, scattered customers began to arrive. Most of them came empty-handed, which made them easy to recognize, unlike the group of people who brought goods in front.
Qiao Jiangxin squatted and watched for a while, not knowing whether to buy a ticket or not, and did not dare to go in alone.
After waiting patiently for a while, he aimed at a group of six or seven people, lowered his head and followed closely behind them.
"Brother He, good morning." The leader greeted a person in front who looked like an administrator.
And the people behind him all greeted him.
"Brother He."
"Brother He."
Qiao Jiangxin didn’t know what to do, so she could only pretend to be shy and shouted softly.
She didn't ask for the ticket the kid mentioned, she just slipped in.
The large shed built with canvas is filled with small stalls.
Some of the goods were placed on the table, some were hung on the racks, some were placed directly on the ground in sacks, and some were placed on the ground with a piece of cloth or a mat spread out on the ground.
There are a wide variety of products, including daily necessities, clothing, food, children's products, and even the latest three major items...
Qiao Jiangxin had a rough idea in his mind that this was the predecessor of the National Light Industry Products Fair.
In just a few years, all kinds of trade fairs will spring up like mushrooms after a rain, and various stadiums and cultural centers will hold various trade fairs, such as sugar and wine fairs, clothing fairs, furniture fairs, etc.
After 1985, the market became basically clear and people stopped hiding.
By then, more people would go south to fight, they would make money and send it back for consumption, the funds in the entire market would flow, and the economy would be full of vitality.
Qiao Jiangxin clearly remembers that next year there will be an older sister in the village who will go south with her parents to study, and when she comes back at the end of the year, she will be dressed neatly and beautifully. It is said that she has made a lot of money outside, and she will dominate the gossip searches in the entire village at the end of the year and the beginning of the year.
After the New Year, he took away a few young ladies from the village.
They worked in factories or as waitresses, all of them were teenagers, seeing the dazzling world outside for the first time.
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