But she really didn't want to use the national food stamps, she was not prepared at all when she went out, she thought that she would not need food stamps for food and drink, but she didn't expect to use them as soon as she arrived at the place.

Now she has 9 pounds left in her hand, and she wants to keep it for emergencies. Maybe I'll have to use it tomorrow to eat beef~

"Uncle, there are no food stamps, no national or local." There are people from other places, but this person certainly doesn't want to.

Alatan pouted regretfully and continued, "Then what do you want to buy?" Mongolian specialty! Rare items, you can't see them outside at all, I have them all! Want to take a look? I've got milk skins, soufflés, cheese, and beef jerky! ”

Seeing Feng Hua's eyes light up, he knew that there was a play. At first glance, this young man is a child of a cadre family, with a standard Mandarin, it is estimated that he is the child of a Han cadre who has just come here, and he still carries a national food stamp when he goes out to eat meat!

This kind of person, it's best to fool, he must be curious about Mongolian specialties, not to mention eating, who is not excited to hear about eating now?

Well, the boy didn't seem to be very excited, just a little curious. Better! There is no shortage of food, which means that people have money!

"Uncle, where are your things?" Feng Hua asked. The man didn't have any big packages, just a small cloth bag.

"It's in the inn, you come with me." After speaking, Alatan Cang stood up and led Feng Hua to the hotel.

"Uncle, you're not a local? Also stayed in a hotel. ”

"My name is Alatan Cang, which means vault! You can't remember to call me Uncle Kim. The man tilted his head and smiled at Feng Huadao. The expression on his face was very proud, and he knew that he was very happy with his name.

"In the words of your Han people, I am just a merchant, selling some daily necessities in the grassland to make some hard-earned money." Alatan Cang continued.

Feng Hua was stunned: "Does no one care?" Can you buy and sell casually here? "Merchant, they don't see such creatures in their province.

However, Feng Hua thought about the reward of future generations, and she seemed to have read a document, saying that the state advocated the existence of this kind of "merchant" who walked the streets and alleys to facilitate the improvement of the quality of people's lives.

However, because the atmosphere is always changing, the understanding of the above below is also different, so the merchant has some places and some places do not.

It seems that there is one here. Feng Hua understands when he thinks about it, after all, this is an autonomous region of ethnic minorities, and the management may not be strict.

is talking about nomads, if there is no merchant, let them go to the designated "supply and marketing cooperatives" to buy things, it is really a trick, which is not conducive to national unity~

Feng Hua is happy, this is really good news!

"Uncle, what are you selling?"

"I will sell what the people need! When I went into the grassland, I brought cloth, salt, needles, threads, etc., and when I came out, I brought milk and meat, and that's basically it. Alatan said proudly.

Feng Hua enthusiastically inquired about the knowledge of the grassland, not asking if he didn't know, he was startled when he asked, and even the knowledge in the field was different from what she knew later.

She originally thought that there were three leagues in the grassland, but Alatan Cang told her that it was now 8 leagues and 2 cities.

She quickly took out the local map and looked at it in the faint daylight, it was really! She had only paid attention to the surroundings of the Xing'an League before, and had not looked anywhere else.

At this glance, she saw even more terrible things, from Ulan to Hohe, there is no railway line.......

She originally planned to go to Hohe for a walk here, and then go to the frontier from Hohe.

Continue to look, from Hohe to the frontier, there is indeed no railway line......

There is a line from Lanzhou to Wushi, and Feng Hua breathed a sigh of relief. If there were no trains, she would have had to take a car for two months.

Feng Hua is completely sober now, and he clearly realizes that it is 60 years, and he has to format all the common sense in his mind to reach the initial state.

It may not be enough, her initial state of society is stuck in the late 70s, after the reform and opening up. 60 years, it should be more initialized than she imagined.

It only took ten minutes to walk and the hotel was there. A large yard and a row of houses are inns. There were a few lele carts parked in the yard, and there was a cattle house in one corner, in which several horses and cattle were kept separately.

The Lele car is a special means of transportation for the nomads of the steppe, a two-wheeled wooden car, with a particularly large wheel, about 1 and a half meters in diameter, pulled by oxen, suitable for walking in the grassland and swampy areas.

Alatan opened a door, and the room was large, with an earthen kang against the wall, and the open space was full of parcels.

Alatan barn casually picked up one and opened it, and it was full of beef jerky. Looking at the boy's posture of eating meat today, he knows that he likes meat, and as for eating less, it is because people have a small appetite.

"Newly made beef jerky, the craftsmanship of Yinhe Village, the taste of the grassland is the first, I don't believe you can taste it!" Alatan took one generously and handed it to Feng Hua.

Feng Hua silently looked at this piece of beef jerky, which can have 1 tael, and the people of the grassland are really simple and enthusiastic...... Or is this person with a good eye and sees that she is not bad for money?

Feng Hua tore a strip and tasted it, it tasted really good, better than anything she had eaten in her previous life.

"How did you sell it?"

"100 pounds."

...... "Say it's good!" Uncle, you deserve to be called Alatan Cang, you will really make money! Your vault is full, right? ”

"Hey, hey, hey...."Alatan Cang smiled very simply: "You're from outside, right?" You must know the price of the meat outside, you can't buy my beef jerky with money outside! I feel like I'm losing 100 pounds. ”

He is a trader, how can he not know the prices outside?

"Uncle, you can get this beef jerky for up to 1 yuan a catty." Feng Hua swore a letter.

Outside prices, outside prices! It's definitely different inside. In the pure pastoral area, it is almost isolated from the world, and you don't see an outsider for a year.

The one who can touch the outside is the captain of the production team.

Yes, in 59 years, all pastoral areas were also communized by the people, organized into production teams, all livestock were collectively owned, and the herdsmen divided their labor and distributed according to their work.

The captain may occasionally go out for a meeting, and he will contact the people above him when he hands in the task every year, but he may not be able to reach the "black market" prices.

The only thing I know is this kind of merchant, but will the merchant tell the herdsman that the beef jerky is 100 pounds? Feng Hua guessed not.

She guessed correctly, and a trace of embarrassment and shock flashed in Alatan Cang's eyes.

The people of the steppe are still real, even if it is this kind of businessman, Alatan Cang was embarrassed for a moment and chose to tell the truth.

"1 yuan is not good, 1 yuan can not be harvested, last year's task was heavier, handed over a lot of cattle and sheep, the rest is less, and the herdsmen get less meat, I have collected these for 5 yuan a catty."