Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

Chapter 12 Earning the First Pot of Gold
Ten catties and six taels of lychees, eight catties and two taels of apples, nine catties and three taels of peaches, seven catties and one tael of peaches, all of them add up to 76 yuan and sixty-five cents.

Shen Zhihuan generously wiped off the sixty-five cents.

The smile on the face of the young woman, who was still a little bit pained and more than 70 yuan flew away, suddenly became more sincere.

76 block...

The monthly wages of ordinary workers in many factories are only 30 to 76 yuan, or [-] yuan, which is equivalent to two or three months' wages of ordinary workers.

"Little girl, can you still get these lychees and cherries in the future?" The young woman smiled and handed the counted 76 yuan and a stack of food stamps to Shen Zhihuan.

Ren Fangfang, director of the obstetrics and gynecology department who lived in the same family hospital as the director, told her in private that the daughter-in-law of the director's family who did not lay eggs was recently pregnant.

The weeds on the roadside suddenly became "national treasures".

The dean's wife gave her good things to make up for her body as if she didn't want money, hoping that she would give birth to a big fat grandson for their old Wang family.

However, the "National Treasure" was not replenished, but became more and more embarrassed, and these days he vomited whatever he ate.

For this reason, the dean's family was not less anxious to get angry.

I heard two days ago that the "National Treasure" was hungry and wanted to eat fruit.

The dean ran up and down, often asking someone to help with rare fruits, for fear of losing his golden grandson.

That's why she went to the department store under the sun today...

"Of course I can. My second uncle and his brothers commute to and from Nancheng every day. These are easy things. Why? Do you want more?" Shen Zhihuan took the money and food stamps and put them in his pockets.

When she came to the county seat, she originally wanted to explore the way, but she didn't expect that there would be such a surprise.

"Then can you let your second uncle get some more fruits that we don't have in Sichuan City? As long as the fruits are fresh and taste good, the price is not a problem." The young woman's eyes lit up.

"Okay, I'll tell my second uncle when I get back." Shen Zhihuan couldn't help ticking the corner of his mouth.

Price is not an issue...

What a beautiful six words!
"I'm at home every Saturday morning, and you can bring the fruit to me as soon as you get it." The young woman thought for a while and urged.

"Okay! Then I'll bring it to you this Saturday morning." Shen Zhihuan picked up the pannier on the ground, nodded at the young woman.

"It must be fresh!" The young woman exhorted worriedly.

"Don't worry! It's absolutely fresh." Shen Zhihuan threw the basket on his back and walked out.

"My name is He Rujin, you can call me Sister He from now on!" The young woman sent Shen Zhihuan out with a smile.

She had a strong feeling that the little girl's fruit would be of great help to her.

After exiting the gate of He Rujin's residential area, Shen Zhihuan turned into the alley that she passed by before, and seeing no one around, she put her hand into her right pocket...

Eight Great Unity.

The 76 yuan and food stamps that He Rujin gave her were put in the hut of the resort as early as when she got them. It was also at that time that she found something extra in her pocket.

Su Ziyu...

interesting!
Shen Zhihuan threw the money into the resort and went straight to the street next to the department store.

Seeing that it was almost noon, the bowl of wild vegetable soup she got up early had been digested for a long time, and Shen Zhihuan, who had an empty stomach, did not intend to treat her own stomach badly, so she turned on her toes and entered the state-run restaurant by the roadside.

Shen Zhihuan took out his money and food stamps and ordered a bowl of noodles in broth and five big meat buns.

The meat buns had been steamed a long time ago, and they were served in a short while. Shen Zhihuan asked the waiter for two pieces of oil paper to wrap the meat buns and put them in the basket by his feet.

It didn't take long for the noodles in broth to arrive on the table.

I have to say that these days, the things in state-run restaurants are really conscientious.

The meat buns with one dime plus one or two food stamps are like a small grapefruit.

Two cents plus two taels of food stamps for broth noodles, a full bowl of evenly thick ramen topped with three ribs, and a few lettuce leaves on the side, just looking at it makes people drool.

After eating the oily broth noodle, Shen Zhihuan was sweating, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and sat down for a while, before Shen Zhihuan picked up the basket and left the state-run restaurant.

With the money, the things that should be bought should also be bought.

After entering the supply and marketing cooperative, Shen Zhihuan went straight to the counter selling farm tools.

His eyes flicked over the hoes, sickles, shovels, panniers, and dustpans...and landed directly on those baskets in the corner.

"Comrade, how do you sell this basket?" Shen Zhihuan pointed to the bamboo basket at the farthest corner.

The fruit basket does not need to be too delicate, as long as it is strong and durable.

"The big ones cost [-] cents each, and the small ones cost [-] cents." The salesman selling agricultural tools was nibbling melon seeds and chatting with the salesman selling daily necessities next to him, when he heard Shen Zhihuan asking about the basket, he glanced at Shen Zhihuan impatiently.

"I want to buy a hundred such big baskets, can you deliver them to the alley in front of East Street?" Shen Zhihuan thought about it, but still felt that the dead end was the safest.

"I can deliver it, I can deliver it!" The salesperson nodded quickly.

a hundred……

These days, both men and women in the countryside can do bamboo weaving.

Even those who are a little older in the county can order it.

Even if not, whose family does not have any relatives in the country.

The bamboo weaves on her counter are basically left in the corner to eat ashes.

Especially this kind of basket, the rice needs to be leaked, and the vegetables are not as good as carrying the basket.

It's so hard to meet such a bully...

"Li Dabao, hurry up, there's work to do." The salesperson stuffed the melon seeds in his hand into his pocket, and shouted at the same time, not forgetting to collect the money.

Just as Shen Zhihuan finished paying the money, one hundred bamboo baskets were loaded onto the tricycle at the entrance of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Looking at the three big unity cards in front of him, the salesperson felt like he was dreaming.

She has been in the supply and marketing cooperative for a year, and these baskets have been piled up in the supply and marketing cooperative's warehouse for a year...

East Street is not far from the Supply and Marketing Cooperative, just two streets away.

After the deliveryman named Li Dabao left, Shen Zhihuan, who had glanced around, swiftly put the basket into the resort.

The noon sun was scorching hot, and people's heads were almost smoking. Shen Zhihuan found a street with dense greenery and trees for a stroll.

In her previous life, she was considered a senior bookworm. In many chronicles, a keyword appeared...

black market.

As the name suggests, black must not see the light.

But, where is she going to find this black market?

In the memory of the original owner, the adults in the village occasionally slipped their tongues and mentioned the black market, but they always kept a secret.

Chuancheng is so big and there is no one to lead the way, so it would be futile for her to break through the cloth shoes under her feet.

After wandering around, Shen Zhihuan, who had no clue, was a little discouraged and found a flower bed where he could hide from the shade and sat down.

"Old sister, you are still lucky. Your daughter-in-law has given you a big fat grandson. Unlike my family's useless one, who has been in the house for three years and hasn't even laid an egg for my family. He knows he's hungry all day long."

(End of this chapter)