Oh my god! Yi Xiaoqiu!
Suffering a little now is to lay the foundation for yourself in the future.
Not only did she not wait for the reform and opening up, but she also did not have the capital to miss out on opportunities to make money when there were opportunities everywhere to make money. She felt heartbroken just thinking about it.
In order to avoid regrets in the future, it is worth being nervous now!
While pumping air into the tires, Yi Xiaoqiu rode his bicycle into an empty corner and went into the farm to change clothes again.
After a while, when she came out again, she had turned into the honest young man carrying the backpack.
She carried a basket on her back and went to the alleys where she used to go, selling a lot of goods door to door and accumulating a lot of cash.
Except for the food coupons, everything else was in a mess.
This time, Aunt Liu gave the most cloth coupons. People in the textile factory are just different.
Yi Xiaoqiu felt a little sorry.
Next time I can’t go to the textile factory anymore, as I’ll definitely have fewer cloth coupons.
But the housekeeper has studied fashion design, and she wants to make more clothes!
It seems that all I can do is see if I can get some tickets from the heroine.
Yi Xiaoqiu had been running all morning and his stomach was rumbling with hunger.
She decided not to eat the meal prepared by the housekeeper today, but to eat at the state-owned restaurant.
Yi Xiaoqiu changed into his clothes and rode his bicycle towards the state-owned restaurant.
On this side, Su Mianmian took the goods and rushed to the black market where she had passed by last time.
It's just that she hadn't been there for a while, and the black market had moved to another place after the last crackdown, so she came back empty-handed.
Su Mianmian took out an egg and walked up to the old woman who was looking after the child in the alley.
"Excuse me, old lady, do you know where all the people in that alley are?"
Su Mianmian brought the eggs to the old woman.
"Grandma, it's eggs!"
Before the old woman could say anything, the three-year-old girl screamed in surprise, staring at the egg in Su Mianmian's hand with sparkling eyes.
The old woman looked at Su Mianmian and asked, "Is this for me?"
"Yeah." Su Mianmian said indifferently.
The old woman's face was filled with surprise. She pulled her granddaughter up from the threshold and said, "You want to buy some food, right? I know where those people are. They're in the alley across from the grove. I'll take you there!"
In order to support her and her granddaughter, her eldest grandson often went in and out of there, and the old woman didn't mind at all.
Mainly eggs.
"Thank you, grandma!" Su Mianmian handed the egg to the little girl next to her.
Su Mianmian agreed verbally, but was secretly on guard in her heart.
She followed the old woman all the way, feeling a little alert and ready to run away at any time.
Soon, Su Mianmian saw one or two people coming in and out of an old alley. Some of them were carrying cloth bags, and some were either carrying backpacks or carrying packages.
In short, no one is empty-handed.
This was carried out quietly, but was filled with a tense atmosphere.
Su Mianmian was sure at a glance that the entrance to the black market was inside.
"Thank you, Grandma! I have something urgent to do. I'll come back next time."
The old woman saw through it but didn't say anything. She nodded at her and left with her granddaughter.
Su Mianmian found a deserted place in the farm, changed her clothes, covered her hair and face, and walked into the alley with a backpack on her back.
Soon, she saw the skinny, tall young man from last time, standing guard outside the door.
This was her second time at the black market. Seeing the same familiar face from last time, Su Mianmian wasn't as scared anymore. She walked over and whispered, "Do you want some food?"
The long hair blew away the hair that covered his eyes, and looked up and down at Su Mianmian, who was wrapped tightly.
He remembered this girl. Last time, she was also wrapped so tightly and didn't dare to show her face.
I think the food they sold last time was rice.
Thinking of this, the elder's eyes lit up, "Go ahead and talk."
Recently everyone is busy selling watermelons, and there are fewer people selling grains.
In fact, it’s not that the amount of grain sold has decreased, it’s just that the small-scale fighting has returned to the same level as before.
Some time ago, Song Ying sold several thousand kilograms of rice on the black market and started selling watermelons instead.
Su Mianmian only came here once last time. Although she didn't sell much rice, she still contributed a little food to this small black market.
After this wave of grain was sold out, and no one was willing to donate grain in large quantities, the food supply became extremely tight.
Erqi was particularly concerned about this little girl selling grain.
Last time, he was able to produce 200 kilograms of rice at one time, and this time he might be able to produce 500 kilograms.
Sure enough, this time Su Mianmian spent 600 kilograms of rice, 100 kilograms of eggs, and 100 yuan of flour.
It can be considered as a surprise to Er Ni.
Su Mianmian's farm already had nearly two thousand kilograms of rice.
Knowing that Yi Xiaoqiu could get food, she thought of taking advantage of this trip to the black market to slowly sell it all.
Before, she thought that she couldn't cultivate much land by herself, and since food was in short supply, she had to save the little rice in the farm to eat slowly. But even if she ate rice every day, she couldn't eat much.
On the contrary, if left for too long, new rice will become stale rice and its taste will change.
It just so happens that I can sell some rice this time to get more capital, so that I can sell more high-profit goods to my uncle later.
This way you can make money faster.
In my opinion, no matter what era it is, it will never be a wrong thing to have more money in your hands!
Er Xiao brought Su Mian Mian to a small courtyard and said, "Wait here, I'll go get my boss."
Soon, a tall, dark-faced man came over.
If Yi Xiaoqiu spoke here, she would definitely recognize that this was the man she questioned at the black market last time.
The man's name is Ge Quan, and he is the second-in-command of the black market in Yushan Commune. As for the number one, no one has ever seen him except Ge Quan.
He took a look at the goods in Su Mianmian's backpack and started talking:
"Rice is 10 yuan a pound, flour is a little more expensive at 15 yuan a pound, and eggs are 7 yuan. These are the prices without tickets."
It’s one and a half cents cheaper per pound than setting up a stall yourself, but it’s also more convenient and safer.
600 kilograms of rice, 100 kilograms of flour, and 100 kilograms of eggs. If she were to set up a stall alone, how long would it take her to finish it?
It would be more cost-effective to sell them all at once at a lower price.
Su Mianmian agreed with the price, but... she wanted the tickets.
"What if I need a ticket?"
"That depends on what kind of ticket you want."
"Cloth coupons, shoe coupons, and employment coupons." As for food coupons, Su Mianmian didn't need them for the time being.
Ge Quan nodded. "How much stock do you have?"
"One hundred catties of rice, one hundred catties of flour, and one hundred catties of eggs."
Ge Quan thought for a while and said, "How about this, I won't take advantage of you, let's settle it separately.
Cloth tickets are 1.5 yuan each for seven feet of cloth, shoe tickets are 5 yuan, soap tickets are 5 yuan, business tickets are 2.5 yuan for thermos, and there is a watch ticket for 30 yuan. We don’t have any other items at the moment, so if you want them, we’ll use this price.”
Su Mianmian nodded. "I want all of these. How many cloth coupons do you have?"
"Twelve cloth coupons and one shoe coupon"
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