"What kind of fabric are you, why is it so slippery? Last time, there was a girl in our factory, and she bought her a shirt of similar cloth in the state-run store in the city, and it cost more than a dozen yuan, and the color was not as good as yours, and it was not as soft as yours. ”

Song Enli remembered that polyester didn't seem to have risen in China in the sixties, and it was officially popular in the seventies and eighties.

Modern people rarely make clothing fabrics because of the poor breathability and moisture absorption of polyester, but in the seventies and eighties, polyester's bright colors and wear-resistant and easy-to-dry characteristics are highly respected, and almost everyone longs for a really good clothes.

She thought about it for a while, but didn't dare to tell the truth, "I don't know, my brother brought it back together." ”

"Mom, just buy this, you see that I have worn the leftover clothes of my eldest brother and sister since I was a child, and you can buy me a better one when I finally get married." The young girl tugged at her mother's sleeve and coquettishly played a role.

It's good-looking, but listening to what the girl just said, where would middle-aged women dare to buy it.

In the supply and marketing cooperative, a sweatshirt costs five yuan, but a shirt of this material costs more than a dozen!

One day and one earth!

The middle-aged woman counted and calculated, picked up a piece of amaranth red cotton cloth, "That's it, you have to be festive when you get married, and your in-laws should be unhappy if they wear blue and white." ”

She asked Song Enli, "How do you sell this cloth?" ”

"It's the same as the store, six cents, a total of nine feet, but you have to give me a three-foot cloth ticket." Although middle-aged women don't have many cloth tickets in their hands, they definitely have three feet, and it is good to add up to a lot.

Although there is no cloth ticket on the black market, the price is too high, so when converted, Song Enli's cloth is cost-effective anywhere.

The middle-aged woman no longer paid attention to her daughter's complaining little eyes, and after bargaining to no avail, she took out five four-foot and three-foot cloth tickets.

Pay with one hand, deliver with the other.

Song Enli watched the mother and daughter leave, happily putting the money and banknotes in his pocket.

Just as she was about to leave with her baggage, the young girl ran back just now, nervously holding a handful of loose money, "Sister, I really want that piece of cloth, but your piece of cloth is too big, I only have eleven pieces and five cents, can you sell me that piece of cloth?" ”

"Eleven yuan is good, it's not easy for you little girls to save some money." This eldest sister made Song Enli resolutely have the consciousness of being a sister.

Actually, it's called so in this era, either big brother or sister or comrade.

She took the money, took out the curtain, handed it to the girl, and made another piece of blue cotton cloth as a burden.

"Sister, you're so nice." The little girl was so happy, this curtain is seven or eight feet square, almost twice as wide as the normal size of the cloth, not to mention making one, making one set is more than enough, and no tickets!

Distressed is distressed, after all, she has saved this money for more than a year, but it is finally worth it.

"Eldest sister, you see you still have a few pieces of cloth in your hand, or I will take you to our factory to sell it, I know which people have surplus money."

"That's a good idea."

Song Enli is worried that he doesn't know who to sell things to, so he can't catch one and ask, in case he accidentally hits the muzzle, he can't eat and walk around.

She quietly took a towel out of the space and wrapped it in a package, followed the girl to the Jiangyuan Iron and Steel Factory, and sold all the remaining five pieces of cloth in a short time, adding up to forty-three pieces of four, as well as twenty-two feet of cloth tickets and four empty cans.

Song Enli was grateful to this girl in his heart, so he gave her the big red towel as a gift.

The young girl took the towel and exclaimed, "What a beautiful pillow towel!" ”

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