Chapter 11 Trip to the County Town 3
Feng Qingxue thought the price was right and agreed to the deal.
"I brought 10 to 20 kilograms of rice and flour, and 20 to 30 eggs, but I didn't bring a scale."
"I have some at home, I'll bring them over later."
The old lady hurried away, Feng Qingxue finished her buns in a few bites, and walked towards the old elm tree.
After waiting under the old elm tree for a while, Feng Qingxue saw from a distance that the old lady came with a man in his thirties, who was carrying a bamboo basket and walking in a hurry.
"This is my son." The old lady pointed at the man, but didn't say his name.
Feng Qingxue and the old lady walked behind the old elm tree, and the man looked out.
There was no one around, so Feng Qingxue took out the egg bag and opened it to show the old lady.
"Oh, it's really eggs, it looks so fresh." The old lady smiled and quickly weighed it. It was a total of three kilograms and two taels. She took it out and put it in the small basket she brought with her, and then weighed the rice and flour that Feng Qingxue took out.
Rice was five kilograms and one tael, flour was eight kilograms and five taels, and brown rice was seven kilograms and three taels.
Although it is brown rice, it is also fine grain.
When she finally settled the bill, Feng Qingxue wiped off the decimals, "Rice and flour are 120 yuan, and eggs are 15 yuan."
Rice and flour are 6 yuan per catty, but eggs are 5 yuan per catty.
When she heard this bill, the old lady showed a painful expression.
It is expensive, but she still has to buy it.
Nowadays, grain is so precious that it cannot be bought even with money. The old lady is unwilling to miss this rare opportunity.
In addition, if fine grains are exchanged for coarse grains, these fine grains can be exchanged for 60 to 70 kilograms of coarse grains.
Therefore, the old lady quickly took out a stack of big unity from her bosom, counted out fourteen pieces and handed them to Feng Qingxue.
"My daughter, I know these things are not easy to come by, and I won't take advantage of you. I'll give you 140 yuan. Come to me next time you get good things. The wall you lean against when eating buns is my home."
"Don't worry."
Feng Qingxue didn't hesitate to put the money in her bosom, actually putting it in the space.
There is no place that makes her feel more at ease than the space.
Then, the old lady and her son carrying a bamboo basket hurried away, and Feng Qingxue left the old elm tree soon after.
After wandering around for half an hour, Feng Qingxue found two black market trading places, and then returned to the street market with an empty basket on his back.
With money, Feng Qingxue had the confidence to enter the department store.
There were not many people in the store, and even the few customers were mostly looking at things, and few buying things.
The salespersons at the counter were sitting there with nothing to do, and they were indifferent to customers.
Feng Qingxue wanted to buy two pairs of shoes for herself and her sister, one pair of single shoes to wear now, and one pair of cotton shoes to wear in winter. She also wanted to buy a set of clothes for Feng Qingyun so that she wouldn't have to go bare-legged every day, so she walked to the counter selling ready-made shoes.
"Comrade, how much is that pair of shoes?" Feng Qingxue asked, pointing to a pair of cloth shoes for children.
The saleswoman was a young woman who was knitting. When she heard her question, she looked up and snorted, "Do you have a ticket?"
"Ticket?" Feng Qingxue was stunned. She didn't expect that this era was the era of tickets.
The saleswoman said sarcastically, "Why come to the department store without a ticket?"
Contempt was evident in her words.
Feng Qingxue felt uncomfortable and asked, "Do you need a ticket to buy things? Can't you buy it with money?"
"To buy things, of course you need both money and tickets. Both are indispensable." The saleswoman looked arrogant, "Don't hang around me without a ticket. You're blocking the light while I'm knitting."