The eldest sister was about to give money, but she began to doubt again. "This chicken isn't sick, that's why you sold it to me so cheaply!"

Gu Mai felt like he was being suspected of being a dog. "Auntie, look at the spirit of this chicken, this strength, this shiny feathers, does it look like it is sick?"

The eldest sister looked up and down. "The eyes are shining, the feathers are shining, and the fluttering is strong enough, and it is all gray, and it looks pretty good."

"That's right, if there is anything wrong with such a big rooster, then there is no healthy chicken!" Gu Mai exerted her spirit of selling melons to Wang Po.

"Okay, I'll give you the money." The eldest sister finally handed over the money willingly.

Gu Mai also hurriedly gave the big out.

After the transaction was over, Gu Mai went to the cloth stall again and chatted with the aunt who sold the cloth. "Auntie, does this cloth have to be bought with a cloth ticket? I don't want a ticket when I see something! ”

"There are things that don't need to be supplied with tickets, but this cloth must be used." The people of the supply and marketing cooperatives said.

"Isn't it okay to overpay?" Gu Mai took the trouble to ask, in fact, she asked like this, not because she had nothing to say. Instead, she felt that there should be people around who were sneaking around, and she asked here, probably to attract the attention of some cloth sellers.

The salesman was impatiently rushing away. "What's the matter with you, kid? What about your family? Hurry up and find your adult. ”

Gu Mai said very aggrievedly. "My mother is buying needlework and thread, so I'll wait here."

"Then you can't get in the way of me here, they all come and go to sell cloth, you take up more space here, go and stand farther away." The salesman scooped the wheat far away.

Gu Mai stood there aggrieved, and soon a very thin old lady with gray hair came over and touched her. "Little girl."

Gu Mai looked at the old lady warily. "What?"

"You want to buy cloth?" The old lady asked.

"Uh-huh!" Gu Mai nodded, and said sadly. "But the salesman didn't sell it, saying that there were no cloth tickets."

Hey...... As she thought, there were people around here who were sneaking around and trying to make money.

"Where's your family?" The old lady looked around.

"My mother is at home, and she asked me to come out and buy it." Gu Mai didn't tell the truth, Zhao Xiaoli is an honest person, she must not dare to buy things in private, and the result of her participation is one, and she can't buy it.

"Oh......" The old lady mysteriously dragged Gu Mai aside. Little girl, don't shout, I have some self-woven cloth at home, do you want to buy it? ”

"No tickets?" Gu Mai pretended not to understand and asked.

"No, but the price is one dime more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperative, and one foot is 5 cents." The old lady said.

"Then how many do you have, my family wants to be used."

"It's enough to make a quilt." The old lady said.

"Then I'll take you to see." Gu Mai said.

"Okay, come on!"

Gu Mai looked at Zhao Xiaoli and hadn't come out yet. "Grandma, you wait for me, I'll go and talk to you."

"Go ahead!"

Gu Mai ran to say hello to an aunt from a village, and then walked into a small alley with the old lady.

Soon, the old lady led her into a courtyard, and mysteriously took out the homespun cloth from the house. "Little girl, look at this is the cloth I weaved, it is much stronger than the one sold outside."

Gu Mai touched it, and the weaving was indeed good. "However, the cloth you weave yourself tends to shrink."