Chapter 11 Chapter 11 Sparrow Market

Early in the morning, Shen Moer had just come out of the treasure house when she heard a series of "mooing" donkeys. She opened the door and saw a donkey cart parked in the yard of the brigade next door, with several people already sitting on it. She

hurriedly called her father to wash up in a hurry, and did not make breakfast. She cut the golden melon that Aunt Chen gave her yesterday, and the father and daughter each ate half a melon before going out.

When she got on the donkey cart, she found that Aunt Chen was also there, holding a vegetable basket in her arms, half of which was filled with melons and the other half with cucumbers. Shen Moer quickly looked away and took the initiative to call out, "Auntie Chen."

Auntie Chen smiled and moved to make room for Shen Moer, "Come, come, sit next to Auntie."

Shen Moer sat over, and Shen Shaoyuan sat next to a male comrade.

Not long after, Zhou Mancang and Uncle Liu, who was in charge of driving donkey carts in the brigade, also came. Uncle Liu whipped the donkey and it started running.

There were six or seven people sitting in a donkey cart, with female comrades sitting on one side and male comrades sitting on the other, squeezed together. Fortunately, it was not hot in the morning, otherwise I would have sweated.

Shen Moer looked around curiously. Although she had the original owner's memory, the memory was somewhat different from what she saw with her own eyes. It was like there was a layer of gauze between them, and everything was hazy and blurry. Now that the gauze was lifted, everything became clear.

"Fu Zhiqing, where are you going later? Let's go together?"

A soft voice sounded, and it sounded like the volume was deliberately lowered. The problem was that everyone was sitting so close that they could hear it. Shen Moer looked over curiously. It was a young girl sitting on the side, with short hair and a slightly round face.

"It's not on the way."

Another voice sounded faintly.

Shen Moer looked in the direction of the voice and saw a gay man sitting opposite the young girl. Ever since Shen Moer got on the donkey cart, the man had been resting his hands on his knees with his face buried in his elbows. His face could not be seen, only a head with thick hair.

At this time, he raised his head, and Shen Moer could see his appearance clearly.

So handsome!

At one glance, Shen Moer couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

This man has handsome eyebrows and eyes, fair and elegant, and his dark eyes are clear like stars. He is very good-looking.

The capital of Daliang is also a gathering of heroes. Shen Moer has always liked colors. She has seen countless handsome men, but there is no one like the man in front of her, who makes her feel that he suits her taste no matter how she looks at him.

What a pity.

He just has a bad temper. When the girl invited him to go with her, he didn't even ask her where she was going, but said it was not on the way, which made the girl feel embarrassed.

Shen Moer thought about it and dug out these two people from the original owner's memory. The man was called Fu Mingze and the woman was called Yang Qingqing. They were both educated youth from Yangliu Brigade.

Yang Qingqing's eyes were slightly red, and she showed a forced smile: "Since it is not on the way, forget it."

Fu Mingze looked at her, said nothing more, and buried his head in his elbows again.

Aunt Chen was a warm-hearted person. Seeing Yang Qingqing like this, she took the initiative to say, "I'm going to the food station. If you want to go there, you can go with me." Yang

Qingqing smiled and said, "I'm not going there. Thank you, Aunt Chen."

Aunt Chen waved her hand to indicate that it was okay. She also saw that the lady couldn't get off the stage, so she politely offered her a step.

When they arrived at the commune, a group of people got off the donkey cart one after another, agreed on the time to return to the team later, and then dispersed.

"Are you going to the Sparrow Market too?" Aunt Chen pulled Shen Moer aside and asked quietly.

Eh?

Shen Moer blinked and nodded quickly: "Yeah."

She actually had no destination in mind when she entered the commune. She was just very curious about this world as she had just arrived. She wanted to see places outside the village. She also wanted to buy some daily necessities with the money in this world.

However, according to the original owner's memory, there were very few stores selling things in this world. There were department stores in the county town, but there were only supply and marketing cooperatives and food stations in the commune. Moreover, many things required more than money, but also tickets. As for

Sparrow City... Thinking about it carefully, the original owner seemed to have heard of it, but she had never been there and didn't have a deep impression, so Shen Moer didn't think of it at first.

"We old peasants, apart from the few feet of cloth coupons we can get per person at the end of the year, we really don't have a hair on our head. What else can we do if we don't go to the sparrow market to exchange for food and daily necessities at home?"

Aunt Chen muttered as she walked: "In this sparrow market, it's okay to sell some things you produce and sell yourself, but you can't hoard and resell them. But I heard that even for this, the commune still Some people are asking for money and want to cut off the tail of capitalism, so you should be careful later and don’t buy anything inappropriate. "

Aunt Chen lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "If you see someone selling food, just pretend you didn’t see it. The red armbands are watching you, and you’ll be finished if you catch them. If you really want to buy food, you have to go to the black market."

The word "black market" was almost silent.

"You have to be careful too, you’ll be finished if you get caught."

Aunt Chen thought about it and added another sentence.

Shen Moer nodded with a stern face: "I know."

"Hey, that’s Yang the educated youth in front, didn’t she say she didn’t go this way?" Aunt Chen said suddenly.

Shen Moer looked up and saw that Yang Qingqing was not far in front of them.

"She's with that educated youth Fu." Shen Shaoyuan whispered.

Probably because of the city of Sparrow, there were quite a lot of people on this road. Shen Moer looked around for a long time before she saw the slender and straight back in the distance. Judging from the thick hair, it was definitely that educated youth Fu.

Looking closely at that educated youth Yang, it was indeed that educated youth, walking and stopping, hiding behind passers-by from time to time, and it looked like he was following someone.

"..."

Shen Moer was speechless for a moment.

That educated youth Fu did have a bad attitude, but since he had already refused, there was no need to follow him. He

was sneaky and didn't look like a good person.

However, they were not familiar with these two educated youths, so there was no need to meddle in their affairs.

Shen Shaoyuan spoke in a low voice and there were many people on the road, so Aunt Chen did not hear him and was still muttering, "These educated youth are still estranged from us members."

The so-called Sparrow Market was actually a small market spontaneously formed by the surrounding villagers. On the surface, it was a bartering business, exchanging home-grown vegetables, fruits, handicrafts and the like.

Of course, some people actually exchanged money for other things, and even, as Aunt Chen said, they sold rice, flour, grain and oil, which were banned. If you are not caught, it is fine. But if you are caught by the red armbands, being sent to labor reform is the lightest punishment.

The trading time of this small market is very short, usually only two or three hours. After the market is over, everyone scatters like sparrows, so it is called the Sparrow Market.

Some places are also called the Dew Market, which means that the market is over when the dew dries up.

The Sparrow Market of Liuqiao Commune is located on a vacant lot not far from the food station. When Shen Moer and the others arrived, there were already many small stalls on the vacant lot. Fruits and vegetables were the most common, and there were also some handmade products such as bamboo baskets, rattan baskets and pottery jars. Although it is called a market, everyone's expression is a bit cautious and vigilant, and they look around from time to time.

Outside the stall, two young men wearing red armbands were looking over here with their arms folded, their expressions serious and their eyes sharp, like falcons staring at their prey.

Aunt Chen came to sell her basket of melons and cucumbers, and soon she found an empty spot and put down the basket.

Shen Moer and the others separated from her. They wanted to buy two mats, so they had to look further forward.

In fact, bedding was also in short supply, but cotton and cloth were limited in supply within the plan, and had to be purchased at the supply and marketing cooperative with coupons. They didn't even have a cloth coupon for a foot or a cotton coupon for a pound, so they didn't consider it for the time being.

After searching for a while, she finally found a vendor selling straw mats in the corner. The mats were woven quite tightly. Shen Moer grabbed the mat and rubbed it for a while, then asked, "Don't you have bamboo mats?"

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and straw mats were not as cool as bamboo mats.

The man selling mats was a bearded man. He looked at Shen Moer and Shen Shaoyuan and said, "Are you buying dowry? Bamboo mats are expensive and not many people buy them. I didn't bring any today. If you really want them, come to me next market day."

He rolled his eyes and suddenly asked in a low voice, "Do you want cotton? You have to make two quilts for your dowry, right?"

Shen Moer's eyes lit up and she looked at Shen Shaoyuan. She didn't deny that she was buying dowry. She imitated him and asked in a low voice, "Do you have cotton too?"

The bearded man chuckled and made a gesture of rubbing his hands and counting money, "As long as the money is in place, we have everything."

He looked around, quickly rolled up the straw mat on the ground, picked up the shoulder pole and walked out, "Follow me."

Shen Moer and Shen Shaoyuan looked at each other again and exchanged glances -

"Is there any danger? What if this person has bad intentions?"

"I think he is a weak player, a silver bullet, no problem, we can handle him."

Okay, let's follow him and see.