The soul of the prime minister's daughter passed through the 70s

Chapter 11 Going to the county to sell vegetables

"Okay, if you encounter a bad guy, you have to shout loudly, and whatever you hold in your hand can become a weapon. Be careful behind you when you walk, don't be followed by the bad guys." Chu Guodong wanted to follow his daughter, You also know that you will have to go out one day, so you cannot protect your daughter too well, otherwise you will lack life experience.

Chu Keren took the letter of introduction, went to the warehouse to get the scale, and put the basket into the mansion.

Then Qi Fang put on the original owner's backpack and left the house to take a bus at the entrance of the village.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the bus stopped at the entrance of the village. There were not many people on the bus. Some went to work in the county, and few people went out to play.

The fare depends on the distance traveled. It only costs five cents to ride in the county, but it costs twenty cents to ride in the city.

Not long after, the conductor shouted loudly: "The county is closed, hurry up and get off the bus."

Chu Keren hurriedly got out of the car and came near the vegetable market in the county. He deliberately found a deserted place and took out baskets of vegetables, scales and change.

They also covered the baskets with sacks, and even took a handful of straw to tie vegetables for the guests.

It took a lot of effort to move the baskets into the market. First, I paid a five-cent management fee, and then I found an empty space to sell vegetables.

As soon as Chu Keren brought out some dishes, several middle-aged women came over.

"Little girl, how do you sell this vegetable?" one of the women asked.

"Auntie, my dish is very juicy and tastes great. However, the price is a bit expensive, costing eight cents per catty. Don't bargain, otherwise it won't be enough for travel expenses." Chu Keren said firmly. said.

I walked all the way just now and found that there were not many good dishes, and they were all a bit tired.

Several women looked at each other, and it was the middle-aged woman who said, "Give me five kilograms of each item and help me load the basket." Such good food is rare, and it's not like I don't have money, so I bought it for three days first. Let's talk about quantity.

"Okay! Let me weigh it for you first." After saying that, he started to weigh it with his hands and feet. "A pack of six kinds of vegetables, totaling thirty kilograms, costs two yuan and four cents."

If the basket cannot fit, tie it with straw, collect two yuan and four cents, and give the vegetables to the other person.

Soon enough, some people couldn't wait any longer and lined up to buy groceries.

Chu Ke added more vegetables to the crowd. When he saw the crowd, he took an empty basket and went outside to walk around before returning.

There are still a lot of people buying food. People in Xishi like to be lively. They go wherever there are many people. If there are many people queuing up, go and queue up. If there are people grabbing it, it is good.

Chu Keren added more vegetables. When they were sold out, he checked the time and went outside to get a basket of vegetables.

More vegetables were added to the third basket, but this time there were no more vegetables after they were sold out.

"If you didn't buy vegetables today, there will be fresh vegetables tomorrow." After saying that, he took his things and left the market

Chu Keren walks with ease, has already put his money into the mansion, and pays special attention to himself when walking.

Fortunately, no one was following him. Chu Keren went to a restaurant. They were all state-owned. He took out two taels of food stamps and bought a bowl of Yangchun noodles.

"Have a bowl of Yangchun noodles, go and wait next to you." The waiter's attitude is not friendly. At this time, you have to serve the food yourself, no one will bring it to you.

Yangchun noodles are smooth noodles with chopped green onions and lard.

For people of this era, it is already considered a good delicacy, made with meat, oil or refined grains.

Chu Keren was satisfied with his food. He had eaten a lot of meat in the past few days and now he is no longer craving for meat.

After eating the noodles, the Chukeren went to the rice market, which is right on the edge of the canal. All the rice in Xi City is bought and sold here.

After the crops on the land are ripe, most of them have to be sold and exchanged for money notes to feel at ease.

Chu Keren thickened her eyebrows, made some disguises on her face, and even made a lot of small pockmarks.

"Uncle, how do you sell this rice?" Chu Keren asked a kind-faced uncle in a low voice.

"Little girl, rice cannot be sold to individuals. You have to go to the grain station to buy rice." The uncle said with a smile.

"Uncle, I have a lot of rice, how much do you charge?" Chu Keren asked in a low voice.

The uncle's eyes lit up, and he thought for a while before saying: "Ordinary rice costs 80 cents, good rice costs 10 cents, and new rice costs 13 cents." After saying that, he looked around.

"My rice is all new, and it's all high-quality." Chu Keren said confidently.

"If it's high-quality rice, it's 15 cents per catty, which is the highest price." The uncle whispered.

"Then I'll come to you in a few days. We need to find a place to trade. I'm afraid it's not safe here." Chu Keren deliberately reminded.

"Bring all the rice and put it under the bridge. Each of our families has a boat and we will pay for the transaction on the spot." The uncle could conclude that this girl had food in her hands.

"Uncle, we have an agreement! I will come to you in a few days." After saying that, he turned around and left Mishi.

Chu Keren didn't want to take it out for retail sale, otherwise he would be easily targeted, and he might even be arrested and taken to the farm, or in the worst case, he might be shot.

The people who sell to the rice market are different. Those people have their own channels. There is also a black market in this place, but ordinary people cannot enter it. They need someone to take it with them, and they have to be very rich.

The original owner had a friend of a classmate who worked as a janitor in the black market to collect money. The original owner overheard this and the other party was even complacent.