Chapter 37: Trade Again
"Is your home behind Huaiyang Elementary School?" Mei Qingjiu asked with a smile.
The young man said in his heart, this little girl is interesting, she should join them, look at this clever and natural master.
"Little girl, don't you have a better memory than me, my family lives behind Huaiyang Middle School."
Huaiyang Middle School is not far away, across the street of the county hospital, and a little more walking.
In the 70s, human traffickers were still rare, because people got them back and gave her rations to eat, and they couldn't sell them close, so they had to open a letter of introduction from the brigade when they went out, and the transportation was inconvenient. It wasn't until the eighties and nineties that human trafficking really went on rampant, so she wasn't very worried that the people in front of her would be human traffickers.
Then he said, "Then I have to go to my aunt, just let her help carry things, otherwise I will have to walk six or seven miles after getting out of the car, and I will be tired." ”
She muttered and walked with the young man into the station, past the back of the station, and then across the street from the county hospital, to Huaiyang Middle School.
However, when she was walking, she looked back and saw the two teenagers just now following up, and whispered, "Big brother, there is someone behind you." ”
"It's okay, just follow me."
After walking for about ten minutes, a young man knocked on the back door of a house.
"Big brother, relatives are here, is our aunt still there? I met my uncle and niece outside. ”
Then an impatient voice came from inside, "Coming, go home and knock on the door?" Blind and exquisite, won't you go over the wall? ”
Mei Qingjiu, "......" Why does she think that the people she met today are so individual? Is it normal to go over the wall together?
Soon the door of the house opened, allowing the young man and Mei Qingjiu to enter.
Entering the courtyard, the young man said, "Come into the house." ”
"Here it is."
Although she was not worried that this person would be a human trafficker, she still felt safer in the yard.
"It's okay, little girl, I want everything in your bag, do you want money or tickets?"
"What ticket do you have?"
"Food stamps, cloth stamps, industrial stamps, sugar stamps, meat stamps, what do you want?" Young men have a lot of votes in their hands.
Mei Qingjiu's eyes lit up slightly, could it be that she was lucky to meet the fallen master? Hurriedly asked, "Is there a watch?" Do you have a bicycle? ”
The young man looked her up and down, his eyes like a scanner.
"Do you have any money?"
That's it! Mei Qingjiu slapped his face and laughed, "I don't have any money, I won't buy it." ”
Young man, "......" don't buy it and you still ask!
"I want fine grain, does my eldest brother have it?"
The original purpose is here, asking the bicycle is to confirm his identity, whether there is any goods in hand, why is this girl not like a country girl at all?
"There is no flour, there is rice, and there is no ticket for eight cents a pound, do you want it?"
Chen Yuejin really didn't lie to her, the rice in the grain management office was two cents a catty, and it had quadrupled here! The grain management office is the place where the grain is collected and sold in various localities, and it is also a state-owned unit.
"Yes, fish eight cents, fish for your rice don't need a ticket."
The fish in the non-staple food store are sold by type and then level, some are seven or eight cents, some are one dime, and some are two cents, she is all herring, it is the kind of river fish with thick meat and less thorns, and all of them are more than three catties and a piece, the non-staple food store is at least one cent and five, she has no problem selling eight cents, anyway, the man in front of her didn't give her a discount on rice, and she didn't give it.
"Where's the chicken?"
"The chicken can be cheaper for you, a piece of sixty-one pounds, but you have to give me another two zhang cloth tickets."