Chapter 15

"My family is watching from the side, let me ask you what you sell." Feng Hua whispered.

Zhao Yong pretended to be natural and glanced around, not sure which one was the adult of the little girl's family. This adult is very interesting, let a child take the lead, as a cover, I don't know if it's bold, or ruthless.

"Cigarettes, alcohol." Zhao Yong lifted a corner and glanced at Feng Hua, and then quickly closed it.

Feng Hua saw that there was a box of local cigarettes and a bottle of liquor inside. It's enough, such a thing in such a big basket, what do she think is selling.

However, thinking of Zhao Yong's cautious and cautious temperament, I understand, and besides, this may be a sample.

"How did you sell it?" Feng Hua asked.

"A box of 5 cigarettes and a bottle of 20 wine."

The price is insane! There are cigarettes on the market that cost a few cents to one or two cents a box, but you need a ticket, a bottle of wine is a few cents, and you also need a ticket, and Tegong Moutai is only 8 yuan a bottle.

Usually, the black market price is only two or three times more expensive than the white market.

But for this price, Feng Hua is not surprised at all, this is not Zhao Yong cheating on her, this is 1960! That's it for black market prices.

This price has been crazy since the end of last year, and it will not get better until next autumn and return to normal.

"I'll go back and ask, you wait." Feng Hua said calmly, turned around and left, disappearing from Zhao Yong's sight.

Zhao Yong is a little unsure, is this playing with him? Or a real buyer? A child is so calm when he hears this price, does he not understand it or is it a big deal? Zhao Yong picked up the basket on his back, looking like he was going to run at any time.

Five minutes later, Feng Hua turned back, time is precious, and he can't afford to delay.

Because she knew that Zhao Yong was still making a fuss, there was no way, and the train station was not a place where he could go unimpeded, so he could only try his luck before the staff officially went to work, and the rest of the time he was mixed in other places.

This is what Zhao Yong himself said back then.

"5 boxes of cigarettes and 2 bottles of wine, but it's just for something." These things cost 45 yuan, and she had already seen the handkerchief bag Fang Yuan gave her, 50 yuan and 8 catties of food stamps.

I don't know how many years Fang Yuan has been saving!

She'll never use these things, keep them as a keepsake!

As soon as he heard that Zhao Yong was a little unhappy to exchange things, he still asked, "What is it?" I don't want it. ”

"Grain, corn on the cob without threshing."

With a pop, Zhao Yong's eyes lit up! Grain! It's good, it doesn't get much better than that! Now food is no longer food, it is life!

And he has not found grain to buy and sell for several months, and the rural people themselves are going to starve to death, where is there any surplus to sell.

"That's up to you to get it." Although Zhao Yong was excited in his heart, he still pretended to be unhappy on his face and said reluctantly.

"It depends on how much money you pay." Feng Hua also had an unwilling tone.

Zhao Yong swished his gaze and narrowed his eyes to look at Feng Hua carefully. This girl......

Feng Hua looked at him and grinned, how innocent and naïve, how sweet and sweet, how fearless and fearless, now it is a seller's market.

Zhao Yong was stunned by her smile, but he only came back to his senses in an instant. In his heart, only money is the most beautiful! Only taking advantage is the happiest! Any transaction that does not allow him to take advantage of it is unpleasant.

Looking at this little girl's appearance, she is obviously a knowledgeable person.

But he still didn't give up, and said casually: "Last year's cornmeal was 5 cents a catty, although this year is not this price, but I want to open today, 8 catties of corn for a box of cigarettes, 30 catties of corn for a bottle of wine, cheaper you 6 yuan!" You are woolen grain that has not been threshed, I don't even care about the leaves with the leaves, and weigh you in one piece! ”

Feng Hua grinned again, or said that this Zhao Yong made the people in the circle of friends love and hate, what people said was the truth, last year (early) black market cornmeal was 5 cents a catty, that's right, this year is not this price, people also said it.

The price behind is made by people themselves, and what they want to come up with is not a lie!

People are kind enough to give you the corn corn money! What nice people~

"Comrade, your tobacco and alcohol are sold at this year's price, why do my corn have to be sold at last year's price? What is the rationale for this? Feng Hua still asked with a smile.

Zhao Yongxin said hey! This question is too sharp, and it comes as soon as you open your mouth. It's just such a big little girl to grow like this, this family is a cow, and she can't afford to mess with it!

"And what price do you say?" Zhao Yong put away those contrived things and asked seriously.

"How much money do you have?" Feng Hua asked.

"Ouch~" This is too domineering! He didn't believe it!

"Little friend, comrade, I have money! I'm afraid you didn't...."

"600 pounds."

Zhao Yong's second half of the sentence was stuck in his throat, he didn't know whether he was suffocated or excited, his face was red and his neck was thick.

He really doesn't have that much money......

The current food prices are crazy, and the corn is 20 pounds in front of me for a few days! Sorghum rice 18! He wanted to drink water every day and sell his rations!

600 pounds, 12000!

Where does he have so much money? He doesn't have a fraction!

"You said there was..... he didn't believe that any production team could come up with so much grain reserves now!" He has traveled all over the surrounding countryside and understands the situation very well.

"How much money do you have?" Feng Hua still asked with a smile.

This time Zhao Yong is honest, but his family can't report it to the outside world!

"I'll take a look at the goods first."

"You come with me." Feng Hua took Zhao Yong and walked outside the train station, this is close to the city center, after all, it is not the city center, and it is early in the morning, and the two of them can easily find a place to carry people.

Feng Hua pulled out a corn cob from his waist.....

Her clothes are all leftover from her sister, they are very fat, and she can't find a corn pinned to her waist. She didn't want to take it from the space now, for fear of revealing flaws.

The corn still had withered yellow leaves, Zhao Yong took it, opened it three or two times, and was stunned for a moment.

He had never seen corn so plump! They are full and round, golden in color, like golden beans, more like fake!

Zhao Yong picked out a corn kernel from the root and put it in his mouth and chewed it, and a strong aroma of corn conquered it at once. He didn't like to choke his teeth, he threw them into his mouth one by one, and ate them as jelly beans, which were better than jelly beans!

"15 pounds, absolutely real price, give me 100 pounds!" All his cash.

"Little girl, you said you could exchange things for something? Then I'll change another 50 pounds! "Now it's really all worth now.

Feng Hua nodded, this is the real price, and for the sake of her old friend's face, she won't bargain.

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The price of goods in the past three years is indeed like this, and all kinds of information are also personally asked by the elderly in the family, especially the sorghum rice 18 pounds, and my own family has bought it.

My grandfather was also a legend..... Rich peasant, in 60 years on the black market for 500 yuan to buy a few dozen pounds of piglets~450 bought a bicycle.

He said that cornmeal and sorghum flour were sold, but rice and white flour were not sold, but maybe he didn't meet them, and they didn't see the wind.