"Food stamps are the ones you have to hand over with the money when you buy food. Oh my God, didn't the adults in your family tell you? The peddler said in surprise.

"Can't you do without food stamps?" Li Ailan was blinded.

"Of course not, without food stamps, neither the supply and marketing cooperatives nor the grain stores will sell grain to you, unless you ......"

"Unless what?" Li Ailan asked anxiously.

"Nothing...... Nothing! I think you'd better go back and get the food stamps first! "The hawker 'kindly' proposed.

"No...... Can't go back. ”

Li Ailan knew in her heart that she had come out late, and if she went back now, the doors of the grain store and the supply and marketing cooperatives would definitely be closed.

Then she will definitely not be able to bring back the food, and she will lose to Li Jinfeng.

From now on, we must work hard.

Li Ailan was reluctant to do so.

"Not going back? You don't have food stamps, and you can't do anything! Said the vendor.

Li Ailan suddenly raised her head and looked at the vendor, "You...... Do you have any food stamps? Would you like to lend me one? I'll pay you back tomorrow! ”

Hearing Li Ailan's words, the peddler sneered.

"Little sister, don't be kidding, these days, food stamps are life, I'll lend it to you, what if you don't pay it back?"

"I won't pay it back, I promise I will!" Li Ailan swore and said.

"You promise it's useless, and I don't know you unless you ......"

"Unless what?" Li Ailan regarded the person in front of her as a life-saving straw.

Their only hope.

"If you have money, take the money to buy it, and I'll sell you a pound of food stamps!" Said the hawker.

"Sell? Still want money? ”

"Of course, little sister, the popsicle you eat is two cents a piece, you know that you want money, food stamps, which are more important than life, don't you want money to give you for nothing?" Said the hawker.

The more Li Ailan listened, the more she felt reasonable.

"Then how much money do I have to give you before you are willing to sell me a pound of food stamps?" She asked.

The peddler's eyes moved, "How many do you have?" ”

"I ...... I used five dollars, and I used a dime, and I only had four dollars and nine cents! Li Ailan said.

"You give me four yuan and eight cents, I will give you a pound of food stamps, and the remaining dime, you go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to buy a pound of cornmeal." Said the hawker.

"What? I'm going to give you four dollars and eight cents? Is a pound of food stamps so expensive? Li Ailan couldn't believe it.

"Girl, I won't lie to you, the food stamps are not good, it's just ...... Even if you go to the black market to buy and sell, it will cost you five yuan a pound, I saw that you did business with me, so I gave you two cents cheaper, and I would be a lot of dime in exchange for someone else. ”

The more the hawker talked, the more energetic he became, "Think about it, you have the money, you also have the food stamps, and when the time comes, when you take the grain back, just say that the grain you bought from the black market is five yuan a catty, and your family will never talk about you!" ”

Li Ailan was finally moved, and she took out four yuan and eight cents from her pocket.

The vendor also took out a ticket, and first said tentatively, "Little sister, look at it, this is a food stamp!" ”

Li Ailan glanced at it, she didn't know the words on it, but the vendor said it was a food stamp, so she believed it.

The money was given, the 'food stamps' were also obtained, and when she inquired about the location of the supply and marketing cooperative, she took a popsicle and ate while walking.

Looking at her back as she left, the popsicle vendor wiped the sweat from his forehead.

couldn't help but say, "Fortunately, I met an illiterate fool, otherwise I would have been exposed!" ”

What the hawkers gave Li Ailan was not a food stamp at all, but a dung stamp, which was circulated by their own production team.