Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

When I entered a corner of the mall, I put away these two quilt covers, and then continued to browse the department store.

In fact, there are ready-to-wear in the mall, both adults and children.

But a piece of cloth only sells for three yuan in the black market, and there is no cloth ticket, but in the shopping mall, a set of adult clothing costs five yuan

Cheaper for children, more than three yuan.

But even so, cloth tickets are required.

If you buy a piece of cloth from the black market, you can make five or six sets of clothes by yourself. Where do you need it to be slaughtered in a department store?

However, Lin Qinghe still inquired about the coal stove.

"It's not easy to want a coal stove at this time." The young salesperson saw that she was not too old, and she had a good temperament and good looks, and she was willing to chat with her when no one came.

"It's not easy, but if there is, I have something to exchange." Lin Qinghe said casually.

"What can you exchange for it?" the salesman looked at her and said.

If it weren't for Lin Qinghe's dress and temperament, then the salesperson might not be willing to talk to her. At this time, the staff of this unit should not be arrogant and look down on the country people.

"I can do whatever I need." Lin Qinghe said directly.

"Your tone is too crazy." The salesperson looked at her and said.

"Sister, do you have any channels? If there is, it will definitely cost a lot of hard work. I don't want to hide from you, my family is short of everything, except for a stove, and it is also for the convenience of boiling water in winter. It's useless." Lin Qinghe glanced at her and whispered.

"I do know someone who has one, but he's missing a pot. If you can get a pot, I'll ask him to replace the stove with you and get you some more coal." The salesman lowered his voice and said, whispered.

"Sister, you're telling the truth"

Lin Qinghe originally thought about her work in the department store, and she should have some connections, so she promised to ask her to inquire, after all, it was better than being blind by herself.

But I didn't expect that this would call her a real hit.

"The premise is that you can come up with a pot, you really have a pot," the young sales clerk looked at her and said.

"When can I lie to you to change?" Lin Qinghe whispered.

"I'm going to ask someone to show me the shop, and I'll go find someone for you. It won't take two hours, but you should show me your pot first." The young salesperson was obviously smart, said.

"Then you wait for me here first." Lin Qinghe said.

Then he went out of the department store, and brought Zhou Dong to the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, and asked him to wait for her here, and she went to do something.

Finding a place where no one else was, she took out the old-fashioned amphora and kept it in a snakeskin bag.

Then he came over to find the young salesman. The young salesman's eyes lit up when he saw it, and said, "You must change such a good pot."

"Yes, change the stove. Of course, the coal stove is good. My pot is brand new." He quietly leaned over and said, "And it's from Shanghai. It costs two hundred and twenty-five yuan if you don't count the industry."

The young salesperson wouldn't believe it. No matter how expensive this pot is, there's no need to exaggerate. For two hundred and twenty-five yuan, her monthly salary is only fifteen.

But it is undeniable that this pot is really good, and there is no such pot here, maybe it really came from Shanghai.

"Don't bargain with me, our stove is also new, but I'll get you some more coal," said the salesman.

"Well, hurry up." Lin Qinghe said.

The young salesperson made an appointment with her to meet at the entrance of the mall in two hours. Lin Qinghe also agreed, and took advantage of no one to put the snakeskin bag in the space, and then came to the black market for a walk.

There are still people selling meat in the black market at this time, but meat Lin Qinghe is not uncommon. On the contrary, she also found an old lady and sold two catties of fat pork belly to the old lady to make some money.

Because I don't want meat tickets, this old lady is 150 cents per pound, and the old lady doesn't even blink.

This is also for Lin Qinghe to see the business opportunity to get goods from Sister Mei, but just thinking about it, she can't do this journey unless she is really short of money.

Lin Qinghe made three yuan from the meat, and bought a piece of cloth in the black market.

Then look at other mountain goods, such as the mushrooms she has already bought, and the pumpkin she wants is also seen in a corner of the black market. I bought it for three cents.

These things were carried over and put on the trailer, especially the piece of cloth. Lin Qinghe asked Zhou Dong to drag the trailer to the corner. Then he took it out from the space and stuffed it under the car.

At the same time, there is also the quilt that she put into the newly bought sheet, which also caused the traffic jam.

Seeing these supplies, Zhou Dong's eyes bulged.

He thinks he understands that the village has always been in the hands of the aunt, and there must be no money.

Because if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known that his aunt spent so much money.

"Xiaodong, as a woman, you should be responsible for spending money. Making money is your man's business, and women are responsible for spending money to keep everything in order at home. Otherwise, what's the point of making money for men? Laika is for flowers, not for storage." Lin Qinghe said.

Zhou Dong "" What the villagers said wasn't all rumors. Auntie's idea is really scary.

After buying these things, Lin Qinghe took him to the department store to wait for about half an hour.

, the salesperson came back, and came back on a bicycle, panting, and she was obviously relieved to see her.

"Come with me," the salesman whispered.

"Xiaodong, you are waiting here." Lin Qinghe took the snakeskin bag from the car and put it on the car after coming out of the black market, said to Zhou Dong, and followed the salesman.

A young man was waiting for them. There was a coal stove on the bicycle, and there was half a bag of coal.

"This is a used one." Lin Qinghe looked at the stove and said with dissatisfaction.

"Don't look at it as brand new, but it's still in good use. We haven't used it many times in our own house. The main reason is that we're missing a pot, otherwise our family would be reluctant to take it out." You brought so much coal here, and if it burns out in the future, you can also go to my sister, and I will get you an internal price."

"Where is your sister, this is clearly your wife." Lin Qinghe glanced at them both.

After all, the folk customs of this era were simple, and the two were exposed, and their faces flushed immediately. After all, they were not professional.

The salesman blushed and said, "Not married yet."

"This little brother has even prepared the pots you will use to live in the future. It's not bad. In the future, you will be happy with your sister." Lin Qinghe said, and then said, "Okay, it's all right, you won't have a pot if you split up. No, I still got the pot from my family back to my mother's house, otherwise I won't give it up."