Shen Zhihuan generously gave up the 65 cents change.

The smile on the face of the young woman, who originally felt a little pain about having lost more than 70 yuan, suddenly became much more sincere.

Seventy-six...

The monthly salary of ordinary workers in many factories is only 20 to 30 yuan. Seventy-six yuan is equivalent to two or three months' salary for an ordinary worker.

"Little girl, can you get these lychees and cherries in the future?" The young woman smiled and handed Shen Zhihuan the seventy-six yuan and a stack of food coupons.

Ren Fangfang, the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department, who lived in the same family compound as the dean, told her privately that the dean's daughter-in-law who could not lay eggs had recently become pregnant.

The weeds on the roadside suddenly became "national treasures".

The dean's wife gave her all the good things for nourishing the body as if they were free, hoping that she could give birth to a big fat grandson for the Wang family.

However, the "national treasure" was too weak to be nourished, and his morning sickness became even worse. He vomited everything he ate these days.

Because of this, the dean's family was very anxious and angry.

I heard a few days ago that the "national treasure" had a problem with his appetite and wanted to eat fruit.

The dean ran around and asked for help from his connections to get the rare fruits, for fear that his own grandson would suffer a loss.

That's why she went to the department store in the hot sun today...

"Of course. My second uncle and his brothers travel back and forth to South City every day, so it's just a matter of convenience. Why? Do you want more?" Shen Zhihuan took the money and food coupons and put them into his pocket.

She came to the county town originally just to explore the way, but unexpectedly, she had such an unexpected surprise.

"Then can you ask your second uncle to get some more fruits that we don't have in Sichuan City? As long as the fruits are fresh and taste good, the price is not a problem." The young woman's eyes lit up.

"Okay, I'll tell my second uncle when I get back." Shen Zhihuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

Price is not an issue...

What a beautiful six words! "I'm at home every Saturday morning. Bring me the fruit when you get it." The young woman thought for a moment and then said.

"Okay! Then I'll bring it to you this Saturday morning." Shen Zhihuan picked up the backpack on the ground and nodded to the young woman.

"It has to be fresh!" the young woman warned worriedly.

"Don't worry! It's absolutely fresh." Shen Zhihuan threw the backpack on his back and walked out.

"My name is He Rujin, you can call me Sister He from now on!" The young woman smiled and saw Shen Zhihuan out.

She had a strong feeling that the little girl's fruit would be of great help to her.

After leaving the gate of He Rujin's community, Shen Zhihuan turned into the alley she had passed by before. Seeing that there was no one around, she reached into her right pocket...

Eight great unity.

She had put the seventy-six yuan and food coupons that He Rujin gave her into the small house at the resort as soon as she received them. It was also at that time that she discovered that there was something extra in her pocket.

Su Ziyu...

Interesting! Shen Zhihuan threw the money into the resort and went straight to the street next to the department store.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the bowl of wild vegetable soup she had eaten earlier had long been digested. With an empty stomach, Shen Zhihuan did not intend to treat her stomach badly. She turned on tiptoe and walked into the state-owned restaurant on the side of the road.

Shen Zhihuan took out money and food coupons and ordered a bowl of meat soup noodles and five large meat buns.

The meat buns had been steamed long ago and were served soon. Shen Zhihuan asked the waiter for two pieces of oil paper, wrapped the meat buns and placed them in the backpack at his feet.

It didn't take long before the meat soup noodles were served.

I have to say, these days, the food in state-owned restaurants is really good.

The meat bun that cost one cent plus one or two grain coupons was as big as a small grapefruit.

Shen Zhihuan was sweating after eating the greasy meat noodle soup. He put down his bowl and chopsticks, sat for a while, and then picked up the backpack and left the state-owned restaurant.

Now that I have the money, it's time to buy the necessary things.

After entering the supply and marketing cooperative, Shen Zhihuan went straight to the counter selling farm tools.

His eyes swept across the hoe, sickle, shovel, backpack, and winnowing basket... and fell directly on the baskets in the corner.

"Comrade, how much is this basket?" Shen Zhihuan pointed to the bamboo basket in the corner.

The basket for fruits doesn't have to be too exquisite, as long as it is sturdy and durable.

"The big ones are 30 cents each, and the small ones are 20 cents." The salesman who was selling farm tools was cracking melon seeds and chatting with the salesman who was selling daily necessities next to him. When he heard Shen Zhihuan asking about the baskets, he glanced at Shen Zhihuan impatiently.

"I want to buy a hundred of those big baskets. Can you help me deliver them to the entrance of the alley in front of East Street?" After thinking it over, Shen Zhihuan still felt that the dead end was the safest.

"Yes, of course!" the salesperson nodded quickly.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

One hundred...

Nowadays, both men and women in the countryside can do some bamboo weaving.

Even the older people in the county town know how to order it.

Even if they don't, everyone has relatives in the countryside.

The bamboo weavings on her counter are basically just sitting in the corner gathering dust.

Especially this kind of basket, it will leak when you put rice in it, and it is not as convenient as a backpack when you put vegetables in it.

It's not easy to meet such a fool...

"Li Dabao, hurry up, there's work." The salesperson stuffed the melon seeds in his hand into his pocket and shouted at the top of his voice while not forgetting to issue a receipt and collect money.

As soon as Shen Zhihuan paid the money, a hundred bamboo baskets were moved onto the tricycle in front of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Looking at the three big unity bills in front of him, the salesperson felt like he was dreaming.

She has been working at the supply and marketing cooperative for a year, and these baskets have been piled up in the warehouse of the supply and marketing cooperative for a year...

East Street is not far from the supply and marketing cooperative, just two streets away.

As soon as the deliveryman named Li Dabao left, Shen Zhihuan glanced around and swiftly put the basket into the resort.

The midday sun was scorching, making people's heads smoke. Shen Zhihuan found a street with dense green trees and strolled slowly.

In her previous life, she was also a senior bookworm. In many period articles, there was a key word that appeared...

black market.

As the name suggests, black means something that cannot be seen in the light.

But where can she find this black market?

In the original owner's memory, the adults in the village occasionally mentioned the black market, and they always looked very secretive.

Sichuan City is so big and without anyone to lead the way, even if she wore out her cloth shoes, it would be in vain.

After strolling around, Shen Zhihuan, who had no idea what to do, felt a little disappointed, so he found a flower bed that was sheltered from the shade and sat down.

"Old sister, you are so lucky. Your daughter-in-law gave you a big fat grandson. Unlike my useless grandson, he has been married for three years and hasn't even laid an egg for me. He keeps complaining about being hungry all day long."

(End of this chapter)