The old lady shook her head, "I don't know. I hope more!"
My grandson has been nagging about it for days, and today we finally have some meat, but unfortunately I’m late again.”
"Don't worry, Auntie. One person can't buy much. There should be some left by the time it's our turn."
Each family has a limited amount of meat coupons. If there are two or more workers in the family, they should be able to collect more than one to two kilograms of meat per month.
But that's a family's supply for a month, we won't buy it all at once.
Auntie: "By the time it's our turn, there will probably be no fat left."
Qin Shuwan thought that wasn't necessarily the case. Buying meat in this era was not like in later generations, where the stall owner would cut whatever you wanted.
Instead, you buy the product in the order you line up. Where is the product cut when it is your turn?
She only found out about this when she spent her local tickets and queued up to buy meat before going to the countryside.
Qin Shuwan turned her head and in a moment, she saw more than a dozen people lined up behind her.
Since I have the chance to meet you, and I have nowhere else to go, I will just queue up.
Qin Shuwan was bored as she observed the people in the team. Everyone stretched their necks to look forward. Although some of the clothes they wore were patched, overall, they were much better than those in the countryside.
The team slowly moved forward, and the longer it took, the more anxious the people at the back became.
It's okay if there are some scraps left, but I'm afraid that when it's their turn, there won't be a single pig hair left.
Qin Shuwan looked at the time and saw that fifty minutes had passed. There were three people ahead of her.
But there should still be about thirty pounds of pork on the chopping board
The lady in front of Qin Shuwan was the one who waited in line for such a long time and bought the most, a whole kilogram.
When it was Qin Shuwan's turn, "Comrade, could you please help me cut five portions of one jin (1 kg) and two portions of half a jin (1 kg)?"
The pork seller looked up and gave the 'rich man' a serious look. "Are you sure you want to buy that much?"
Qin Shuwan nodded and said, "I brought it for someone else."
The butcher nodded in understanding.
I picked up the knife and cut the meat. I weighed it and it was just enough.
Pork was 80 cents per pound, and Qin Shuwan gave 4.80 yuan, six national meat coupons per pound.
The butcher saw the national meat ticket and guessed that this must be an educated youth from a wealthy family.
Qin Shuwan saw a pile of large bones on the chopping board, which had been kicked so hard that there was no meat left. "Comrade, how much are these bones for?"
"There's no meat on the bones, so no meat coupons are needed. They're 20 cents a pound."
The big bones are heavy and have no meat, and at 20 cents a pound, they are not cheap.
Most people won't buy it. Although there is bone oil in the big bones, it is quite laborious to boil out the bone oil. After all, firewood also costs money in the city.
Qin Shuwan likes bone soup, "Comrade, please weigh five pounds for me."
The stall owner picked up the bones and weighed them while shaking his head. These young people have no idea that money is hard-earned. This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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