After Jiang Baige thanked the lady at the guesthouse, she took Grandma Meng to the supply and marketing cooperative.
These two places are not far from each other, and the two of them arrived there leisurely in a short while.
Aunt Zhou already has the pork fat she wants in her space, so of course she doesn't need to buy it in the county town.
It's so far from home, even if she buys it and stays here for one night, and then delays it for another day tomorrow, it will probably go bad by the time she gets home.
Chen Jiaojiao had quite a few of the rubber bands she wanted in her space.
Not to mention one dollar, there might even be ten dollars.
She wouldn't waste time looking for a bicycle ticket. She would just take it out from her space and ask about the price at the supply and marketing cooperative later. She would then quote the price accordingly.
This was something the villagers wanted to buy, so she wasn't afraid that people wouldn't pay for it when she took it back.
In the end, all that was left was Chen Jiaojiao's vanishing cream, and she also needed to buy some cloth.
She and Grandma Meng both needed to change their clothes, so she wanted to buy more today and make winter clothes when she got home.
I'll use up all the cloth coupons I have today and buy as much as I can.
The supply and marketing cooperative is a four-story building. Judging from the surrounding bungalows, this building is considered to be the best and tallest building in this county town.
Arriving at the supply and marketing cooperative, Jiang Baige asked, "Grandma Meng, what do you need? Tell me and we'll buy it all for you later."
Listening to the noisy sounds in the supply and marketing cooperative, Grandma Meng shook her head.
"I don't lack anything. If you need anything, just buy some for yourself and save some money."
The supply and marketing cooperative is like a small wholesale market. There are a lot of goods in each door, and various items are sold separately.
Everything is clearly visible at a glance, and it looks very clean.
I came to a counter where there were a lot of vanishing creams.
Jiang Baige asked, "Comrade, how much is this per box? Can you take it out and have a look?"
A female comrade came out and asked about the snow cream.
Smiling, she said, "Little comrade, I see the skin on your face is so good, isn't it because of this?"
Jiang Baige smiled and said, "I don't have anything to use. I heard from others that this vanishing cream is very good for applying on the face, so I came to take a look."
How could Jiang Baige not use it? It’s just that she only used cosmetics from the space.
She also wanted to try this vanishing cream to see if it worked.
She asked, "Comrade, does this require a ticket?"
The female comrade said, "No, you can buy as many boxes as you want."
Jiang Baige happily took out a big unity banknote. It was good that she didn't need a ticket. She could buy a few more and put them in her space to use slowly.
If someone else wants it, she can resell it.
The female comrade took the money and took out five boxes.
"Comrade, two dollars a box. Here are five boxes."
"By the way, would you like some gala oil? It's fifty cents each. It's great for wiping your hands."
I have heard of Gala Youjiang White Pigeon before. It is the earliest hand cream.
Fifty cents each, it’s really cheap.
She took out another five dollars and said, "Comrade, I want ten."
Grandma Meng listened and said, "How can we use up all the money we bought?"
Jiang Baige took her hand and said, "Look, your hands are all broken in the hot summer. Come, try rubbing it first."
She picked one up from the counter and tried to open it, but it was surprisingly difficult to open.
It took me a long time to open it. The ointment inside was oily and had a fragrance.
Jiang Baige brought the Gala oil to Grandma Meng's nose and asked her to smell it too.
"Smell it, how does it smell? I think it smells good.
Grandma Meng's face wrinkled with laughter. "Mm, it smells really good."
The woman behind the counter said with a smile, "Auntie, your granddaughter is very filial and beautiful. Does she have a boyfriend?"
When Jiang Baige heard the word "target", she thought of Chen Jianguo and shook her head uncomfortably.
"Sister, I'm still young! It's too early to have a boyfriend."
Grandma Meng has heard many people say that the little fairy is her granddaughter these days, and she is also a little happy.
It would be great if the little fairy really had a granddaughter like this.
If my son were still alive, he would have been married!
Jiang Baige pulled out a cloth bag from her pocket and put all the vanishing cream and Gala oil on the counter into it.
He asked, "Comrade, where is the cloth seller? And where is the butcher?"
The female comrade was quite enthusiastic and even came out from behind the counter to show her the way.
"The butcher is on the third floor, right above my head."
"They sell cloth. You can see it on the second floor. There are a lot of cloths at the door."
Jiang Baige didn't want to buy meat, she just wanted to ask about the price of lard today so that she could settle the bill when she got back.
When Grandma Meng heard her asking this and that, she felt a little sorry for her money.
After walking a little further, he asked, "How much do you want to buy? Can we take all of it? The meat will go bad if we take it back."
Jiang Baige helped her upstairs and said, "Don't worry, I'm just asking, I'm not buying."
As they were talking, they came to the place where cloth was sold.
Pulling Grandma Meng, he walked a few steps quickly. "Grandma Meng, let's buy some cloth! Both of our clothes are torn."
Grandma Meng thought back over the years and she had even forgotten when her clothes were made.
The last time she made clothes was ten years ago, or how much longer ago? She tried to think about it, but she couldn't remember.
"She sighed and said, "If you want to buy it, just buy it! Little girls should dress beautifully."
Someone came to the counter, and Sister Fang asked enthusiastically, "Are you two here to buy some cloth?"
Jiang Baige replied, "Sister, do you have any cloth that's a little more stain-resistant?"
She bought the stain-resistant cloth for Grandma Meng. She was blind, so wherever she walked in the house, she would lean against the wall, and her clothes would get dirty by rubbing against the wall.
At the end of the day, I was covered in dust from the walls.
Sister Fang took out a piece of cloth and said, "This is cotton and linen blue cloth, which is most suitable for making clothes for the elderly.
You're buying it for this old lady, right? This piece of cloth is thick and stain-resistant, making it perfect for making clothes for the elderly."
Looking at the wrinkled cloth, Jiang Baige frowned, "Can this be used to make clothes? It's quite thick."
Grandma Meng reached out and touched it. "Hmm, this cloth is good. It's soft and thick."
Only then did Sister Fang look at the lady beside her and smiled.
"It's still the real stuff, Auntie. This is new stock that just arrived two days ago."
"Young comrade, if you don't like this, there are other materials here. Dacron, would you like to take a look? It's the best material for making pants."
Dacron fabric was the best cloth at that time, and everyone was proud to own a set of Dacron clothes.
When Jiang Baige saw this color, she didn't like it.
Sister Fang added, "This floral cotton fabric looks nice. It can be made into a shirt for the little girl."
Jiang Baige took a look and liked it. It was summer now, and it would definitely be cool to wear a shirt like this.
Since she didn't say whether she liked it or not, Sister Fang introduced other cloths to her.
There are so many styles of fabrics here that she was dazzled in a short while.
The red cloth is gorgeous and is good for making skirts, but it looks too flashy and is only suitable for making clothes for weddings.
White cloth is too plain and doesn’t easily get dirty, so I decided to give up on it.
Black cloth is too old-fashioned. Although it is dirty, it will absorb heat when worn in summer, so there is no need to wear all black at this time.
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