The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Chapter 141

She gave those medicines to Mr. Fang, and he hurried back after about half an hour. "There is a knowledgeable person who happened to be here and made an appraisal for you."

As he spoke, he stared at Tan Mianmian with a quick-to-guess expression.

Holding back his strength to ask her to ask first, he looked like he wanted to startle her, and he looked like an old urchin.

Tan Mianmian's question was also as he wished: "How much?"

"The man said that there was not enough time for the medicinal wine, and it was almost ready, so your small bottle of wine only sold for two yuan, a bottle as big as a palm, and it's not the medicinal wine that everyone often comes into contact with, so the price is the lowest."

So, the prices for the other finished pills are very high?
"The price of hangover pills is actually the highest. There are porcelain bottles that are a little bigger than your thumb, six yuan a bottle! There are other things that are all less than two yuan. The bottles and cans and paper bags you brought A stack of plasters, a total of 43! You count."

Old man Fang gave the money to Tan Mianmian, and Tan Mianmian counted it up and offered half of it as an introduction fee.

If you think about it for a while, you can understand that people will pay for a new category and pay directly. First, it is because the medicine is good, and second, it must be to give old man Fang a little face, so the price is not lowered.

Her psychological reserve price was about three yuan a share, and the cost of the dog skin plaster was even lower. His face made her reserve price double at the highest, which he deserved.

But the old man Fang said: "No, no, no, it's not that I'm embarrassed to accept it, it's that I have already benefited. I boasted that I am selling your medicine on behalf of you. Many people accepted my medicine after reading the expert's appraisal. There are signs of it, and they all get close to me, you see, those who pack cigarettes for me and those who give me candy add up to a lot.”

"Besides, you showed me my shoulders, what kind of person would I be if I was greedy for your money!"

Tan Mianmian was a little excited, these 43 were all hers.

Then add 43, and she has a lot of money.

With this money, and the black market precautions taught by old man Fang, Tan Mianmian stepped into the black market ten minutes later.

The prices on the black market are indeed terribly high, but they have the capital.

Things that are purchased by ticket can be found without tickets and only cost money.

It is scarce on the market, as long as you have money, they can get it for you.

Even various bills, as long as you have money, you can still talk.

The dried sweet potatoes cost seven cents a catty at the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but they were sold for fifteen cents here, double the price.

Flour and other grains are almost three to five times the price trend.

She also saw Analgin antipyretic tablets, which cost five pieces a piece, which is ten cents here, and the price is not cheap.

Tan Mianmian was not in a hurry to buy, and walked around to estimate which one had a higher rating, or the quality of the product was really good, before starting to buy.

She didn't buy the eggs. People in the brigade often used eggs to pay for medical expenses. After knowing that she likes to eat eggs and can afford them, several chicken farmers would sell the eggs they saved to her at the money of the supply and marketing cooperative. If she spent There is no need to buy several times the money.

There is no need for noodles, but Ji Yansong made hers, and Tan Mianmian felt that she could eat it for two months and still not be able to finish it.

Seeing the grains in good condition, she bought some, and Analgin also bought a few slices for later use. No matter how people in later generations might dislike it, Analgin is the best quick-acting antipyretic at this time.

In addition, she also bought fabrics with relatively fresh colors, relatively soft and humane, as materials for her quilt covers and pillowcases.

I also saw a pair of men's leather shoes, the shoes were too big and were squeezed aside and no one cared about them.

She looked at it and touched it, but she thought it was a good material, so she politely asked how much it cost.

(End of this chapter)