Chapter 345: Ending 1
In the black market, there are still people who want food but not money, and food is still the top priority.
The price of food has fallen. A four or five gram gold brocade can be sold for more than ten yuan, and a silver dollar is worth ninety cents, which is lower than the bank's purchase price, but it is not like before when several silver dollars could be exchanged for a pound of fine grain or several pounds of coarse grain.
Those jewelry and jade that banks do not accept are still worthless in the black market as before. You can buy one piece for a few yuan, and you can exchange one piece for a few pounds of rice or noodles. Especially beautiful and expensive jewelry can be exchanged for ten or twenty pounds of coarse grain. It has increased slightly compared to before, but the increase is limited.
Food can be sold for money, and can be exchanged for everything you want, but money cannot necessarily buy it.
Feng Qingxue discovered this situation as soon as she entered the black market.
No, it should be said that it is a rule, a trading rule that everyone knows.
She came to the city to send something to Lu Jiang, in the name of sending things, but in fact she was sending medicine.
After confirming that Lu Jiang was on the battlefield, she was worried about the lack of medical care and medicine in the army, so she sorted out two large boxes of medicine, mainly Yunnan Baiyao, various anti-inflammatory drugs, trauma medicine, etc. All the medicines that can be used on the battlefield were sorted out, and even a part of frostbite ointment was prepared, which was quite complete.
When she was flipping through medical books recently, she found that capsules had been born a long time ago, so she sent a lot of them this time, that is, she took out the capsule medicine and put it in a sealed canning bottle with a label inside and a label outside.
She also picked out some of the Chinese medicinal materials that could be used on the battlefield and sent them to him.
She sent a letter to Lu Jiang, to Ouyang Zijin, to Division Commander Ye, to Zhao Yong, and to a person in charge who had been stationed in the rear for a long time. No matter who the letter fell into, they hoped that they could let these medicines be transported to the front line where Lu Jiang was with the supply team.
"Lu Jiang, Lu Jiang, I hope God blesses you and these medicines can reach you." Feng Qingxue took great pains to send them to him again because she knew that the medicine Lu Jiang brought would never be used only on herself.
The peace and joy of the family are all due to the dedication of the soldiers.
She would rather take a little risk, and hope to give the soldiers a hope of living.
After finishing this matter, it was still early. Someone at home took care of Xi Bao, and left Xi Bao milk powder that was nominally sent by comrades-in-arms but actually taken out of the space and usually fed to Xi Bao, so Feng Qingxue went to the black market for a round.
If you miss this opportunity, you don't know when you can enter the city next time.
Maybe it was because she came at the wrong time. In the first black market she entered, she didn't find anything good. First, she spent ten yuan to buy thirty kilograms of corn, and spent two yuan to buy less than fourteen eggs. Later, she spent three yuan to buy a pair of teacups in the second-hand market. She changed to another black market and met an old woman who left her emerald earrings, rings and brooches, so she exchanged thirty kilograms of corn with her.
Her spoils today were the matching earrings, rings, brooches and teacups.
However, she was also satisfied because the food in her space was intact.
If the weather was good and the harvest of Wanglou Brigade was always so good, and her family had food every year, then the food in her space would be enough for 10 to 20 years, even if she was helping others.
Because the food was enough for them, she only needed to take out chicken, duck, meat, eggs and other supplementary foods to supplement the nutrition of her family.