Song Ziqing followed them into the backyard of the ring space, checked on the two chickens in the open space, and found that they were still lively and energetic, which relaxed his tense heart.
This ring space can accommodate living things, so she won't lack meat to eat anymore, at least not chicken and eggs.
However, the space in the ring is limited. The two rooms together are only two or three hundred square meters. Because there are many boxes and furniture that can be stacked together, there is still a lot of empty space.
Thinking of this, her heart became incredibly calm. As someone who had traveled through time, she now had a sense of security in this era!
She took another look at the live chicken, then went back to the kitchen, planning to make braised pork with the pork she bought, and cook a pot of rice. She prepared a simple dinner in less than an hour.
She was busy with this and that all day. After finishing her meal, she boiled water, took a shower, and then planned to go upstairs to sleep.
She made up her mind to go to the black market on the outskirts of the city early the next morning, before dawn. She felt that it was unsafe to buy too much food in the black market in the city, but the outskirts were different.
She can simply put the cart from the backyard into her ring space and pretend to be a purchasing agent for her company to buy some food openly and legitimately, which will be safer.
At this moment, Song Ziqing was very glad that when the original owner went to Wang Dagang's house to steal, he also stole half a letter of introduction and a work permit from Hongxing Machinery Factory. He could go to the nearby countryside to buy grain the next day.
Thinking of this, Song Ziqing remembered that his family used to have three bicycles. One of them had been confiscated by the raiders, and the other two were stored in a corner of the storage room on the first floor by the Song couple.
Thinking of this, she immediately changed her pace upstairs and ran towards the most secluded storage room in the corner. The Song family had stored a lot of miscellaneous items in this place. Since no one went in, dust would float out as soon as the door was opened.
She didn't even care that she had just taken a shower, and went straight to the bicycles in the corner. One was an old-fashioned 28-inch bicycle that was only about 50% new, and the other was a women's 26-inch bicycle that she used to ride to and from school. After graduating from high school, she no longer needed it and had thrown it into the storage room, but it was unexpectedly preserved.
Next, Song Ziqing found a lot of pots and pans needed for the kitchen in the storage room. In particular, Song Ziqing found that the bowls were all from the Republic of China period and had some collection value. Although they were not very valuable, Song Ziqing did not mind.
There were also some old boxes. Song Ziqing discovered that these were all old mahogany boxes. Although they had some scratches and were worn out, they were still valuable items after being stored for decades. She didn't care about anything else and put them directly into her ring space, where they could continue to be used as boxes for storing things.
They also found a lot of fertilizer bags in the storage room. They tied these bags together, thinking they could use them to carry grain and such when they went to the countryside the next day. Such bags were very popular in rural areas in the 1960s and 70s.
Many families, lacking clothes, would simply cut up fertilizer bags and wear them, thinking it was fashionable.
Just imagining such a scene, Song Ziqing knew how bad the lives of rural people were in those days.
The thought of going to the countryside, lacking food and clothing, and having no other necessities was unbearable for Song Ziqing.
For Song Ziqing, who traveled from the modern world, the idea of being able to solve all her life's needs with just a mobile phone and know what's going on in the world without leaving home is wonderful.
Traveling back to the 1960s, the living environment and living conditions have deteriorated.
What is most worrying is the personal safety of many educated youth who went to the countryside.
She is now grateful that before the Song couple left, they had someone help her arrange her destination in the countryside, which is the Song family's ancestral home.
Even if these relatives are distant, they have visited each other frequently over the past few decades. Every year, the Song couple would take her back to the village to pay respects to their ancestors and give some candy to the villagers.
When villagers needed red cloth or other rare items for weddings, the Song couple would often help them purchase slightly flawed items from "Huaiguo Old Goods" in Shanghai and send them back to the village.
Thinking about this, Song Ziqing realized that he had almost forgotten that Shanghai had such a Taobao paradise.
The next day, around five or six o'clock, Song Ziqing got up, dressed himself up to look like a middle-aged man, and even put his long hair into a men's hat, so that from a distance he looked exactly like a man.
She heated up and ate the leftovers from last night, then quickly got on her bike and headed towards the outskirts of the city.
Following her memory, she found the shortest route to the black market and arrived at a black market on the outskirts of the city, a farmhouse courtyard, in less than an hour.
He skillfully disguised himself as a clerk, took out his work ID from his bag, flashed it in front of the gatekeeper, and said, "Brother, I'm a purchasing agent from the machinery factory. The National Day holiday is coming soon, and I'd like to go in and buy some supplies. What kind of inventory does your boss have on hand lately?"
Song Ziqing spoke too familiarly, and the work ID in his hand also made the young man guarding the door take notice, assuming he was a regular customer. He quickly nodded and bowed and replied, "Brother, you are really lucky. Our boss just received a batch of good goods yesterday, including food, drinks and daily necessities. You are the first big customer to come to our door. I will take you in to choose right away."
Song Ziqing nodded without any politeness, feigning satisfaction: "It seems I'm quite lucky. This time, our factory's purchasing staff are making purchases separately, and everyone is using their own methods to compete in terms of the quantity and quality of their purchases."
You can't let me lose face. This collaboration was a pleasure; we can cooperate long-term in the future. After all, our machinery factory is a massive operation with tens of thousands of employees, and we need to purchase a huge amount of goods every day.
Upon hearing Song Ziqing's words, the young man instinctively brought her directly to the boss and pulled the boss aside to explain Song Ziqing's situation.
Afterwards, the dark-faced boss returned and his gaze towards Song Ziqing changed.
This is a really fat sheep!
It's still a big, fat sheep that can be sheared sustainably!
The dark-faced leader stepped forward excitedly and asked, "Brother, are you the purchasing agent for the machinery factory?"
Song Ziqing arrogantly took his work ID out of his bag, slowly waved it in front of him, then put it away, saying smugly, "Yes, I'm a purchasing agent from Hongxing Machinery Factory. We have a dozen or so purchasing agents in our factory alone. We travel all over the country all the time. I'm here to buy from you to prepare for National Day. I'm very busy, so please take me to the warehouse to see if it's really as plentiful as that young man said!"
Next, Song Ziqing's plan went very smoothly. He purchased a batch of silk fabrics from Hangzhou, a batch of fine rice from Northeast China, a batch of milk powder, two barrels of peanut oil, and two portable radios smuggled from Japan from the black market on the outskirts of the city.
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