Block My Way Home: You Must Become My Wife

"Since I want it, I can afford it!" Zhao Xiangyun said without hesitation.

Take out the cloth ticket and money from your pocket and put them on the table.

Female member Leng Leng, about did not expect, Zhao Xiangyun unexpectedly so easily took out the ticket and money.

She was not reconciled to say, "hum, you this figure, also only deserve to wear these homespun cloth!"

Zhao Xiangyun has seen disgusting people, but he has never seen such disgusting people.

She did not pay attention to her, but also repeatedly, repeatedly provocation.

What's wrong with fat?

Did you eat your rice?

What can other people do if she is willing to give her food?

"I'm not in good shape, but I'm beautiful in mind. I'm not like some people. I look down on this and that! In fact, it looks so ugly! " Zhao Xiangyun didn't speak well.

"You..."

"I don't know what? I tell you, no matter who I tell you these words, it's you who don't make sense, it's you who make trouble out of nothing! " Zhao Xiangyun's voice was loud, and there was no timidity in his words.

This kind of momentum is full, but it frightens the female members.

She didn't make a sound for a long time. She opened her mouth several times and wanted to quarrel with Zhao Xiangyun. Thinking of Zhao Xiangyun's attitude, she stifled her words.

"It's seven wool for cotton and nine wool for corduroy. It's six or seven feet for others to make clothes for their whole life. As for you... "

"I'm fourteen feet all over!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

In this way, the cotton cloth for two clothes is 28 feet, which is 19 yuan and 60 cents.

As for corduroy, it's twenty-five yuan and twenty-five cents.

The head office is forty-four yuan and eighty cents. For Zhao Xiangyun, it's just a trifle.

After paying and taking the cloth, she raised her head and left with a proud face.

The female supply and marketing cooperative member looked at her back and could do nothing but stamp her feet.

To buy the cloth he needed, Zhao Xiangyun went to the snack counter.

Peach crisp and jiangmi bar are popular in this era.

Zhao Xiangyun also bought two Jin, peach crisp is 25.1 Jin, rice bar is 15.0.

We need half a catty of food stamps for everything.

Ready to leave, Zhao Xiangyun heard two salesmen selling non-staple food chatting.

"These days, more and more sad! Buy a what, all want limit, all want to depend on ticket card! When can I buy things without limit? "

"Beautiful you! At present, the conditions are everywhere. We're pretty good. We have a good job, and we don't have to bask in the sun or do heavy work every day! "

"But it's true! We're pretty good. Those ploughers in the fields have to work on such a hot day! "

"No! But workers are the best paid, right? A month's salary can be quite a lot. My cousin is a regular worker in the factory. It's said that a month's salary is 25 yuan. When we get married, the unit gives back the marriage room! Tut tut I knew that. I went to the factory at the beginning! "

Hearing this, Zhao Xiangyun finally understood why many people in the black market were dressed like workers.

In this age, being a worker should be a good choice!

If she had a chance, she would be a worker, too!

When Zhao Xiangyun was about to leave the supply and marketing cooperative, she suddenly saw the place where skin care products were sold.

He went to the counter and asked, "Hello, comrade, is this skin care product?"

The counter selling skin care products doesn't need tickets. The attitude of the responsible members is pretty good.

Take the initiative to explain to Zhao Xiangyun, "yes, do you want to buy it? We have two kinds of skin care products here, one is called clam oil at a low price, thirty cents a box. Another is Yashuang's cream. "

Members said, while each took two boxes to Zhao Xiangyun.

Zhao Xiangyun stares at the clam oil. She knows that it is a unique product of this era.

If skin care products are put in clams, they can be preserved for a long time and transported conveniently.

In this age when skin care products are not popular, it can be said that it is a luxury that everyone wants in the eyes of women.

As for the cream, it also has the characteristics of the times.

"Give me six boxes of clam oil, and so is the cream!"

Buy these things back, give a bottle to Chen may, the rest, all put into the space, anyway, the things in the space will never go bad.

Members have seen those who buy snow cream, but like Zhao Xiangyun, they have never seen those who buy 12 boxes at a time.

He helped Zhao Xiangyun pack up the clam oil and cream. Zhao Xiangyun paid and left the supply and marketing cooperative.

After leaving the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhao Xiangyun walked around the main street of the county, found a place where there was no one, stuffed everything into the space, and took food out of the space.

Before that two salesmen's words, actually reminded Zhao Xiangyun.If tickets are really not needed in future shopping, the role of money will become infinite.

It's closer to the next 20 or 30 years.

Of course, this kind of change will not come immediately, but will be pushed forward a little bit.

At least, in the past year or two, all kinds of tickets are still indispensable in the county where she lives.

The supply of food is also limited.

Zhao Xiangyun carries a basket on his back and goes to the black market of the county. He looks for a seller who may have industrial rolls nearby.

Food coupons and cloth coupons are not what she lacks. The only thing she lacks is industrial rolls.

It is said that industrial rolls can buy many things, such as towels, buckets, pots and pans, and soap.

Just in time, she needs these things again.

Zhao Xiangyun observed for a long time, and really let her find a man in blue and gray overalls, looking around.

Carrying the basket, Zhao Xiangyun went up. When she was near the man, she asked, "do you want food?"

The man took a look at Zhao Xiangyun and looked around, "yes! What do you have? Do you have any fine grain? "

Those who come to the black market want to get the best things.

Men are no exception.

"I have both rice and fine noodles!" Zhao Xiangyun said.

The man a listen to, the eye suddenly lit up, "I want, how many do you have?"

"About 30 jin! But I want industrial roll change! " Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Industrial volume? It's done

A man is a worker in a state-owned factory. His monthly salary is 35 yuan, more than most people.

He sends out industrial papers every month. In addition to the things he needs to buy, the unit will send them every three or five months. Therefore, industrial papers are of no use to him.

"We're going to trade somewhere nobody's looking!"

They are all old hands. They know what to pay attention to in business.

Zhao Xiangyun and the man left one after another. Zhao Xiangyun found a place where there was no one, and the two began to trade.

Thirty Jin of fine grain is three yuan per Jin on the premise of industrial rolls.

At the time of the final payment and the first-hand delivery, the man gave Zhao Xiangyun 90 yuan plus 90 yuan of industrial rolls.