Chapter 14 The third crisis of fate?



"Pork belly, uncle will give you 80 cents, hind leg meat, 70 cents, pig head has a lot of bones, so it will be 40 cents."

Pig heads have a lot of bones, and people of this era generally don’t want to buy them, so the price is cheap.

Qian Duoduo quickly counted out the money. It was 11.60 yuan. She counted out 15 yuan and said, "Uncle, I'll buy you a pack of cigarettes with the rest. Thank you so much for today."

Gong Yidao nodded. His son had helped the right person. This girl was grateful. He took out three yuan and stuffed it into Qian Duoduo's hand. "You're just a girl from the countryside. How can I take your money? Sixty cents can buy a pack of good cigarettes. I'll take it."

"If you want to buy something in the future, you can come and tell me in advance and I will save it for you."

Qian Duoduo glanced at Gong Yidao and knew that he was not just pretending to give in, so he stuffed the money into his pocket and said, "Okay, then I won't be polite with you."

Gong Yidao helped Qian Duoduo organize his things and put them on the back seat of the bicycle. "Okay, let's go quickly. Uncle still has work to do."

"Okay, you're busy."

After buying the meat, Qian Duoduo rode his bicycle to the supply and marketing cooperative in Ningcheng County.

The supply and marketing cooperative on site had two floors and was more than twice the size of the one in the commune. She saw a stall selling medicinal herbs and picked out a few to make seasoning for braised meat. She also bought two bottles of Beijing Erguotou, five packs of Daqianmen liquor for 80 cents, a pound of fruit candy, two pounds of egg cakes, and spent six yuan plus three feet of cloth coupons to buy herself a white Dacron shirt.

White shirts are timeless and look good no matter what era they are in.

Finally, when she saw the flashlights, she was so generous that she spent all her remaining eight industrial coupons to buy two flashlights and six batteries.

Every time her parents and grandparents got up in the middle of the night, they had to hold a kerosene lamp, which was very inconvenient.

When she was almost at the village entrance, she took out the five kilograms of rice and five kilograms of flour rewarded by the system. Her bicycle was filled with them front and back. I guess the team leader would feel sorry for his bicycle if he saw it.

“Lots of money!!”

Just as Qian Duoduo was about to get on his bicycle, a man suddenly rushed out from the corner in front and ran straight towards him.

She narrowed her dark eyes and forced herself to calm down quickly. She looked around and saw only a dirt road. Without hesitation, she turned the bicycle around, pedaled twice quickly, and returned the same way.

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