Chapter 59: Selling Rice
Although it is not very poor and backward, in the national environment, the per capita annual income of Fuping County is only enough for food and clothing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The rural people are better, at least they can grow some fruits and vegetables on their own land, and how much they can use it. Residents in the county and urban areas all chew on the monthly supply of grain. The current level of production is limited, the food that can be bought every month is very limited, and some families with many children can only tighten their belts every day, eager to count the grains of rice in the pot.
When winter comes, the days are even more difficult, and nothing else is fine, but this vegetable is rare. Basically, all families will take advantage of the autumn to buy more vegetables, dried vegetables or pickled vegetables, just to have some vegetables to eat during the long winter.
Fortunately, the current price is not high, except for families with a particularly large population, basically can have some surplus food stamps and money, and the residents of the city will use these remaining food stamps to exchange for something that can improve their lives.
It's just that now buying and selling privately is speculation, but the masses are not immutable and silently abide by the old rules, and if they are not allowed to buy and sell, then exchange.
At the beginning, everyone also secretly exchanged some items, and then gradually developed to exchange food stamps and buy them with money. As the end of the big pot rice system draws nearer, the government is no longer so strict about these matters. And the location of the transaction has also changed from the original privately agreed place to a centralized place.
As long as the things traded are not excessive, the government will turn a blind eye to these things most of the time, after all, they also have to eat and dress, and some things that are difficult to get through formal channels can basically be obtained in this way.
And the location of this transaction was set on the street not far from the front of the county textile factory. Because the trading hours are all at night, it is called the black market. At night, the whole street is darkly lit, and each needs to bring a flashlight to confirm the money and goods when trading.
Bai Yue took the splendid and walked for nearly half an hour before arriving at the place.
Finding a leeward corner, the two of them parked their bicycles behind them, put the small bag of rice in front of them, and squatted there and talked quietly.
After about ten minutes, the light of a flashlight swept towards them, and then someone came over and asked, "What's in this bag?"
Hearing someone ask, Jinxiu quickly stood up and replied in a low voice, "It's rice." ā
"What are you selling?" the man lowered his voice.
Jinxiu hurriedly said: "Here are thirty catties of fine rice, no food stamps, two dimes a catty." ā
"Two corners, so expensive?" the man's voice raised slightly, obviously a little dissatisfied, and now the average rice is only about a dime with a ticket.
Jinxiu lowered her voice and said, "Eldest sister, my rice is good, you will definitely not suffer." So saying, he quickly bent down to untie the bag, hoping to show the man the color of the rice.
"Forget it, no matter how good the rice is, you can't taste the meat. The man turned and left.
Jinxiu sold something for the first time, and it was really frustrating when she encountered this situation: "Caicai, you said that I should sell it at the market price, I heard that people are generally about the same as the normal market price." ā
Bai Yue's eyes glared: "First, you are not allowed to call me Caicai! Second, your rice is so good, it is too much of a loss to sell it so cheaply." Listen to me, I'm sure I'll be able to sell it. ā
Jinxiu covered her mouth and laughed: "Caicai is very good!"
Bai Yue raised her fist and waved: "No!"
The two of them guarded for a long time, and they couldn't help but be a little anxious when they saw that there were gradually fewer people on the street.
Originally, rice was not very scarce, and no one wanted to pay such a high price for rice. After guarding for a long time, a few people came to ask, but as soon as they heard the price, they left without looking back.
Bai Yue hesitated: "It's really not good, then let's go according to the market price." ā
Jinxiu nodded hopelessly: "Okay, as long as it can be sold." ā
Seeing that the people on the street were about to disperse, the two of them pushed their bicycles over stupidly, preparing to close the stall and go home.
Bai Yue was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Jinxiu, if it was according to your intention from the beginning, maybe this rice would have been sold." ā
Although Jinxiu was a little lost, she couldn't bear Bai Yue's self-blame, patted her hand, and smiled: "It's okay, I can't sell it today, let's sell it again another day." ā
Bai Yue thought for a while and said, "Why don't you sell this rice to my family, my family will eat rice anyway, and selling it to anyone is not selling, it's better than letting you carry the rice back to the village again." ā
Jinxiu hurriedly waved his hand: "Then how can it, your family helps me so much, how can I do such a thing." I've thought about it, I won't sell this bag of rice, I'll give it to your family to eat. ā
Bai Yue also hurriedly waved his hand: "That's not good, you still point to this rice and sell it for money." ā
The two of them were pushing and yielding, and three figures came over, one of whom was carrying a lot of things in his hand. A woman's voice came, "What's in this bag?"
Jinxiu felt that this person's voice was a little familiar, and suddenly remembered that this woman was Gu Nianhua's mother she met in the hospital this morning.
Bai Yue's heart was overjoyed, and she was about to speak, but she was pulled by Jinxiu.
"Fine rice, two dimes a pound, no food stamps. Jinxiu lowered her voice.
Bai Yue glanced at Jinxiu with some puzzlement, didn't she just say that it was okay to sell it at the market price?
When Jiang Shan heard the price, she frowned: "Why is it so expensive?" turned his head and looked at the street again, and found that there was no one left, so he had to say: "Open the bag, I'll take a look." ā
Bai Yue hurriedly opened the mouth of the bag and grabbed a handful of rice from it.
Jiang Shan took the flashlight and shone it, only to see that the rice grains were full and exceptionally crystal in the light, and she was immediately satisfied. "The two corners are too expensive, what should I give you at the market price?"
Jinxiu shook her head: "No, two corners and one catty, not a single point is missing." ā
Bai Yue was so anxious that she secretly pulled Jinxiu's clothes, but Jinxiu was unmoved.
Jiang Shan still wanted to negotiate the price again, but Gu Yuanchao said impatiently: "Two corners are two corners, are you short of this money? Hurry up and buy it home, and after shopping for most of the night, it is cold to death." ā
Jiang Shan had no choice, so she had to say angrily: "Okay, okay, weigh the rice for me, don't lose two catties!"
Jinxiu picked up the scale brought from Bai Yue's house without saying a word, hung the bag with the weighing hook, lifted the scale with a force, and asked Bai Yue to shine the weighing rod with a flashlight, put down the scale and said: "Thirty catties, six yuan." ā
Jiang Shan looked at it carefully, took out six yuan from his pocket, handed it to Jinxiu, and pointed to the street: "Help me send the rice to the car over there." ā
Jinxiu glanced at the corner of the street and saw a jeep parked faintly at the corner of the street. Without saying a word, he hung the rice on the bicycle, called Bai Yue and walked to the street.
As soon as they arrived at the corner of the street, two hand-in-hand figures passed by Jinxiu, and a woman's somewhat pretentious voice came: "Wei Hong, you are about to get married, and you still come out to meet me like this, aren't you afraid of being known by your daughter-in-law?"