After getting off the bus, Jiang Yanqing still had the memory of going to the supply and marketing cooperative in her mind, so she walked along the route in her memory.
There is only a supply and marketing cooperative in the county town, and there is a department store in the city. Jiang Yanqing doesn't want to go to the city for the time being. It's too far away, and it takes more than two hours by car!
Walking on the streets built in the 1980s, Jiang Yanqing felt very fresh. On both sides of the road were small buildings that were much taller than those in the village.
The main roads are all cement roads, and even the exposed parts of the bungalows are all cement walls, which look clean and tidy.
On many walls, there are large slogans written in red paint, such as "Labor is the most glorious" and "Production is the priority".
There are more roadside shops than the last time Jiang Yanqing came to the city. Now that the country has relaxed its policies and allowed individual businesses, many people have set up small shops and started businesses.
No wonder Jiang Yanqing always heard people say in her previous life that the 1980s and 1990s were a time full of opportunities.
In the 21st century, looking back at this era, isn’t there gold everywhere? As long as you dare to pick it up, there are plenty of opportunities to make a fortune.
For example, Fang Mingxiao's scumbag father seized the opportunity, went to the south to pilot the reform and opening up, and made a great comeback.
As early as in her memory, Jiang Yanqing discovered that although this was just a parallel world, its development trajectory was almost the same as that of Chinese history.
There are some minor details that are different, but they can be ignored.
Passing by a bun shop, Jiang Yanqing smelled the aroma of flour. She took a deep breath. This was the taste of food in this era!
She wasn't hungry, having eaten a big bowl of noodles in the morning, and it wasn't even eleven o'clock yet, so Jiang Yanqing just sniffed and left.
But in the eyes of the people around him, Jiang Yanqing was so greedy that her saliva was almost flowing, but she couldn't afford it.
"Country bumpkin..."
A girl's voice reached Jiang Yanqing's ears. When she heard this word, Jiang Yanqing didn't take it to heart, because she didn't realize that someone was scolding her.
Looking around curiously, I walked forward and turned another street, and I arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative.
There were also some people walking hurriedly on the road, some of them carrying lunch boxes, probably taking their meals home to eat.
Most men wore work clothes or gray, white, and blue jackets, with black wide-leg trousers underneath.
The women were wearing richer colors, some were wearing red woolen coats, and some were wearing cotton jackets.
Most people were dressed simply, but there were very few who wore clothes as raggedly as Jiang Yanqing.
Soon, Jiang Yanqing saw the sign of the supply and marketing cooperative, a two-story red brick and tile building that was larger than the houses next to it.
Next to it stood a white iron sign with a few big red words written on it: Leshan County Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
There were not many people coming in and out of the door, and it was almost dinner time.
After entering the supply and marketing cooperative, Jiang Yanqing looked around. Each category was separated by a glass counter, and a bored salesperson stood in front.
Some of the sales clerks were knitting, while others were leaning sideways to chat with the person next to them.
On the first floor, there are vendors selling cigarettes, alcohol, biscuits, candies, bicycle thermoses, etc. There is also a meat stall at the back, and there is a back door.
I didn't see any clothes or cloth sellers, so I guess they are on the second floor.
Jiang Yanqing still needs to buy two sets of clothes that are suitable for this era. No matter how good the clothes in the space are, most of them cannot be released to the public.
Jiang Yanqing stood at the door and went straight to the second floor. Sure enough, there were counters selling ready-made clothes, loose cloth, and high-end watches.
As for the ready-made clothes, Jiang Yanqing stood in front of the counter and looked around. She picked out a light green jacket and asked the salesperson to take it down for her to see.
The salesperson said coldly, "Are you sure you want to buy it?"
Jiang Yanqing's face turned slightly cold, "Take it down and let me see it. If I like it, I'll buy it."
The salesperson looked Jiang Yanqing up and down and scolded her softly, "This is high-end stuff from the south. Can you afford it?"
When Jiang Yanqing heard that the salesperson was looking down on others, how could she tolerate this?
He slammed the counter and said, "You own this supply and marketing cooperative. Aren't you hanging your clothes there for people to see?"
"Call your manager out. I want to ask you, do you have to verify your identity and wealth to enter this state-owned supply and marketing cooperative? Or is it you who opened this supply and marketing cooperative and set the rules yourself?"
Although we have now implemented reform and opening up, the turmoil of the previous decade has left a psychological shadow on everyone.
Jiang Yanqing is now a lowly person with little influence, and she doesn't expect to change anything, but she just can't stand being wronged.
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