Mrs. Zhou thought about it, but decided to tell Li Jinfeng the address of her house.

In her heart, she trusts Li Jinfeng very much, not only because she helped her write a letter, but also chatted with her.

Instead, she felt that Li Jinfeng, the breath flowing from her body, made her feel like she wanted to be close.

"Girl, I'll go home first, wait for you to come!" Mrs. Zhou said.

"Done!"

After Mrs. Zhou left, Li Jinfeng first walked around the streets of the county seat, walked a few times, found a place where no one was, and prepared the grain to trade with Mrs. Zhou.

The fine grains consisted of rice, flour and black rice, a total of twenty catties.

Then there were fifteen catties of coarse grain, a total of thirty-five catties of fine grain, and she went to Mrs. Zhou's house on her back.

Mrs. Zhou waited at home for a while, and when she heard someone knocking on the door, she immediately opened the door.

"Girl, come in quickly!" Mrs. Zhou pulled Li Jinfeng into the house.

"Old lady, this is the grain I brought from my fellow countrymen, the fine grain is twenty catties, and the coarse grain is fifteen catties." Li Jinfeng said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Zhou's eyes instantly widened.

Fine grains, there are still fine grains?

"Girl, can you show me the grain?"

Li Jinfeng generously opened the cloth bag on his back, and after just one glance, Mrs. Zhou became emotional.

"It's fine grain, it's really fine grain...... Girl, it's really a good time for you to come, with this food, my son, in a short time, he won't be afraid of starvation! Mrs. Zhou spoke.

Li Jinfeng pursed his lips and smiled.

"Girl, how do you sell this grain?" Mrs. Zhou asked.

"There are no tickets, fine grains are five yuan, and coarse grains are two yuan five. If you have food stamps, cloth stamps or industrial rolls, fine grains are three yuan five, and coarse grains are five yuan a piece, but the food stamps have to be charged according to one pound of grain, and half a pound of food stamps! ”

As soon as Li Jinfeng's price came out, Mrs. Zhou was surprised again.

It's a good thing that can't be bought on the black market, and it doesn't even cost food stamps.

These days, tickets are better than money.

It's easy to exchange tickets for money, but it's even harder to exchange money for tickets.

"Girl, I bought it all with money, will it be successful?" Mrs. Zhou asked.

"Absolutely!"

Li Jinfeng is not short of tickets now, Lu Jianguo gave her a food stamp book, and the tickets in it are all tickets for allocation, all kinds of tickets, and they are still used throughout the country.

"Girl, I'm going to give you a total of one hundred and thirty-seven yuan and five cents, right? But I only have fifty yuan in my hand now, and when my daughter comes back from work, I'll ask her to get the money together for you, okay?" Mrs. Zhou asked.

Li Jinfeng looked at the kind old lady in front of him, and nodded without a moment's hesitation.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Mrs. Zhou's daughter Zhou Jing finally came back.

It's just that the moment Li Jinfeng saw her, a surprised and magical expression immediately appeared on his face, "Doctor Zhou, it's you ......"

Zhou Jing stared at Li Jinfeng for a long time, she recognized Li Jinfeng's eyes and voice.

"Little girl, it's you, why are you here?"

Zhou Jing was when Li Jinfeng and Lu Jianguo went to the hospital to visit the dog, Lu Jianguo took her to the outpatient clinic, and finally took her work permit and found the doctor who helped her bandage her wounds.

At that time, she didn't have a letter of introduction, and she couldn't seek medical treatment, but because of Lu Jianguo's special identity, she opened the back door.

(Fengfeng has changed the cover, the blue cover has been replaced with pink before, I'm afraid I can't find Fengfeng's book, remember to look for the author's pen name [Lu Chengfeng] or the title of the book "Rebirth Sixty Wife Has Space")