Raising a family through the 1970s

The

young man thought for a moment and took out a small bag from the sheepskin bag he was carrying on his back, about a pound of milk bumps, and asked in broken Mandarin, "Doss, how much can you change for this?"

(Doss, is Hassa's name for a friend, Du Niang checked, if it's wrong, please comment and tell me it's correct!).

Hearing him shout Dos, instead of Adasi, Chu Tian knew that he was a Kazakh, not a Uyghur, so he pointed to the pocket in his hand and the grass cover on the ground.

"Doss, do you have to change the grass cover?"

(Adasi, is the name of a friend among the Uighurs.) The

Kazakh boy nodded, "Yes." "

Chutian doesn't know how milk gnocchi are sold in this era, but he knows that the price of pure milk gnocchi in later generations is not cheap, at least once a year I bought pure milk gnocchi handmade by the Kazakh people from the Internet, not miserable milk powder, it seems that it takes about fifty or sixty pounds to draw down?

At this time, Chu Min approached Chu Tian's ear and said in a low voice, "The milk pimples made by Hasa are usually sold to the supply and marketing cooperatives, and they are only a few cents a catty, and if the supply and marketing cooperatives sell them, they will probably be more than a catty..."

What he didn't say was that most of the Hasa people, who generally live by grazing, have never entered the supply and marketing cooperatives, and they are all bartering or self-sufficient, so the supply and marketing cooperatives basically have very few goods.

Chu Tian was surprised, and said in his heart that the supply and marketing cooperatives are so black-hearted? You must know that ten catties of milk can only make one catty of milk lumps at most...

After pondering for a moment, Chu Tian said tentatively, "One pound of milk lumps for fifteen grass covers?"

In fact, Chu Tian wanted to say ten, but he felt that it was too black, so he added five more, after all, ten pounds of milk can make one pound of milk lumps, and the straw curtain made by Captain Sun, to put it bluntly, except for craftsmanship, wheat straw is a worthless thing·····

As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Weiguo beside him was stunned, thinking that those worthless straw covers made by his father could be exchanged for a pound of milk lumps for fifteen pieces? What are you kidding? If it were him, a hundred would not be exchanged for a catty...

Just when everyone, no, everyone except Chu Min, thought that the Kazakh young man in front of him was going to refuse, but he didn't expect his eyes to light up, and he immediately took out a small bag of milk bumps and handed it to Chu Tian.

"Doss, it's all changed..."

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Chu Tian looked at the Kazakh young man in front of him incredulously

, "All, all change?" The Kazakh young man nodded seriously, pointing to the lids of various sizes on the ground, "All change, can

you pick?" Chu Tian took the milk bump and nodded stunnedly, "Ah, pick, pick whatever you want..."

The Kazakh young man squatted down happily, carefully selected, and after a while, he selected thirty grass covers, large and small, and nodded towards Chu Tian, and did not ask for help to tie it up, and strode away with it.

Chu Tian reacted after a while, he stuffed the one-pound milk bumps in each of the two pockets in his hands into Sun Weiguo's arms, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Even if you don't sell the grass cover you have left, it's a good deal to throw it away..."

Chu Min and Chu Jie couldn't help laughing when they heard this, only Sun Weiguo still looked at the milk bumps in the two pockets of his hands with a stunned expression.

Chu Tian smiled and looked left and right, "Hey, what about our grandma and Xiujuan?"

Chu Jie said when he heard this, "Ah, Jianjun took grandma and them to go around!"

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". After a pause, Chu Tian looked at Chu Jie in disbelief, "What? Brother Jie, are you kidding me? Just

Jianjun a man, with a few old people, small ones, and a pregnant woman, went out for a spin?" Chu Min smiled, "Little brother, don't be nervous, you know Jianjun, it will be fine, Dazhu and Daya are also here, they can take care of Xinxin and grandma, and they are around here." "

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Chu Tian looked at the sky speechlessly, and wanted to say in his heart, the eldest girl and the big pillar are only twelve or thirteen, and the other is less than eleven, and they are still children

Sighing, Chu Tian patted Sun Weiguo on the shoulder, "Weiguo, you can look at the sale yourself, let's go find them, go shopping and come back..."

Sun Weiguo nodded, "Brother Tian, you guys go." "

Chu Tian, Chu Min and Chu Jie soldiers looked for them in three ways, and Chu Tian finally found Mrs. Chu and others in front of the blanket stall made by handmade by the Uygur girl.

"Grandma, what do you see?" Old

Lady Chu heard the voice, looked back, and saw that it was Chu Tian, so she pointed to the handmade carpet on the ground that was about one meter five long and eight or ninety small in width.

"Good grandson, look at this, how beautiful it is, grandma has never seen so many colors on a carpet, and the patterns are so good-looking..."

Yao Xiujuan nodded again and again, "Brother Tian, don't talk about grandma, I haven't seen it either..." The girl said she made it herself, it's amazing..."

"yes, that's amazing..."

Chu Lifang also looked at the beautiful Uygur girl standing in the stall with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who looked completely different from the Han people.

Chu Tian chuckled, "Since you like it, buy it."

As he spoke, he asked the shy and shy Uyghur girl inside, "Girl, how do

you exchange this?" or sell it?" The girl replied in not very good Mandarin, "I want money!"

"How much does it cost?" or what kind of ticket can I exchange it?"

Chu Tian raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart that you want me to exchange things now, and I don't have anything to change for you!

The girl turned to a middle-aged Uyghur aunt and asked in Uyghur, and the two discussed for a moment before turning around and stretching out two fingers towards Chu Tian, and then two more slaps.

"Two dollars, or ten sugar stamps.

Chu Tianxin said that it was not expensive, he thought that it would cost at least five yuan! After all, it was made by hand like this, and all the colors on it were handicrafts dyed with plants, and it was still such a large size, if it was obtained after forty years, it would be estimated that it would cost at least 1,800 yuan, right? Chu Tiangang

wanted to say something, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the eyes of the eldest girl and Xinxin, who were all staring at the small hat of the Uygur girl in the innermost, and after thinking about it, he pointed to the small hat and asked.

"How to sell this?"

The girl discussed again, turned to look at Chu Tian, and embarrassedly put up a five, "Five cents, two sugar tickets."

Chu Tian nodded, reached out and took out two yuan and four sugar tickets from his pocket and handed them to her, "I want the carpet and two hats." The

girl's eyes widened in surprise, and then after reacting, she excitedly took the money ticket in Chu Tian's hand, and turned to the Uyghur aunt and said something in Uyghur language.

Chu Tian looked at the aunt with a look of surprise on his face, and said in his heart that people in this era are really easy to be satisfied, as long as they can sell one thing, the whole family can be happy.

Unlike the people of the Hereafter, they never know what it means to be satisfied!