Taking advantage of people's inattention, she also fished out a back basket from the space, which was one of the few given by Liu Qingshan.

Everyone else wore hats, and she also took a scarf to wrap her head and face.

Everyone carried the basket on their backs and walked slowly into the alley one by one, without talking to anyone, and some were obviously acquaintances, and they spoke in a low voice.

A dusty street along the river, under the street lamps, there are stalls, each with a cloth in front of him, and a basket behind him.

Liang Xiaonan looked at the things on the cloth, but it was also very strange, some of them had rouge, eyebrow pencils, and even lipsticks in front of them, she didn't seem to have seen these cosmetics in the supply and marketing cooperative, except for alabaster.

There are some fabrics in front of some stalls, not the kind of printed and dyed cloth she wears, but woven fabrics, and there are not many on the stalls, just a small sample.

There are also those who put a book in it, and this is bold, and now, books are not popular, and private transactions are also prohibited.

She went around in a big circle, and many things can be bought in the supply and marketing cooperatives, but the transaction here is relatively free, and if you have money, you can buy more, and the price is also set by both parties, and there is no fixed guide price.

"Is there garlic?"

Several people with baskets on their backs saw that Liang Xiaonan was a new face and asked.

Liang Xiaonan shook his head, since she came in, more than a dozen people have asked her if she has garlic, garlic is so in demand?

On the street, a man, dressed in a blue overalls and a hat, guards a sewing machine. There was a woman next to her, holding a large pair of scissors in her hand, cutting clothes for people at the stall.

A young girl handed the dress to the woman: "Help me make the hem of my trousers a little smaller and tie the waistline of my clothes." ”

The woman seemed to be commonplace, took a ruler, measured the circumference of the young woman, moved quickly, changed the trouser hem a circle, and hit the waistline of the blouse.

"5 cents."

"3 Mao, your trouser hem is not much smaller, I can't see the change."

"Comrade, you can't wear pants with small trousers, let alone change them, you have to change them, you can only do it to this extent."

The young woman said, "I came here to get money to buy one that I was satisfied with, and you just have to make it smaller." ”

The woman still persuaded: "Now that you make your trouser legs smaller, you just look at the big buttocks, and the waistline you play, these are not up to the requirements when you wear them, have you thought about it yourself?" ”

"If you think about it, you can change it."

The man took it, stepped on the sewing machine and stitched the threads, and locked the edges, which would be fine for a while.

Liang Xiaonan only understands now, no wonder everyone wears straight-leg pants with a big crotch, and the clothes are also fat, so there are restrictions on the trouser cuffs and waistline.

People who come with baskets on their backs, some people carry grains on their backs, some carry vegetables on their backs, and everyone's trading method is basically bartering, and there are also individual money.

This is a semi-open black market, everyone knows about it, but they don't dare to make too much of it, and the county probably knows it, but they don't resist it.

Liang Xiaonan didn't have much of the heart to read lipstick and rouge gouache and other things, she was more interested in books.

Since coming to Lanxing, if she hadn't been raising fish and growing potatoes, she would have gone crazy.

There are no TVs, computers, let alone mobile phones! Thinking about her previous life, she couldn't do without her mobile phone for a minute, watching the news, and using her mobile phone; social platforms, using mobile phones; Shopping, swiping Alipay and WeChat with mobile phones; Even the health code and itinerary code are used by mobile phones.

It's hard to move without a mobile phone.

Now, what is a mobile phone?

Dakeng Village simply did not have electricity.

What's more, there are no books either!

Blue Star is not the Earth, but many of the activity trajectories are very similar to the Earth, with a similarity of more than 80%, and now I don't read and study, the books are gone, the bookstore is gone, and the spirit is really extremely empty and boring!

She'd have to go see how the books are exchanged.

Walk up to the bookstall and do what others do, pointing to the book: "Take it and take a look." ”

The stall owner is a man of five big and three thick, and he really doesn't seem to be in line with book culture at all.

"How much?"

"Let's talk about it when we see the goods."

"It's all classics."

"Let's see the goods first."

The man put the books on the ground in the basket and closed the stall, and finally met someone who wanted to read the book, and he wanted to cherish and grasp it.

Carrying the basket and walking ahead, Liang Xiaonan followed him, and quickly bypassed the two streets, and there was a man wearing a hat, glasses, and a raincoat in the darkness on the side of the road.

The stall owner didn't say much, pointed to the basket behind the glasses and asked Liang Xiaonan to look, and he was vigilant at the intersection.

The glasses opened the basket, Liang Xiaonan looked at it, and was very excited, "Historical Records", "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", "Journey to the West", "Romance of the Fengshen", "Shi Wupi", "Mirror Flower", ...... There is even a golden plum bottle.

There is also a foreign fable, this kind of book is the most suitable for Liang Xiaobei to read.

The books don't look too worn, they are still relatively well preserved, and there are no pirated copies in this era, they are all fine engravings.

"How do you sell it?" Liang Xiaonan is going to do it.

Books are priceless, and it is not surprising that these books will almost completely disappear in the next year or two, and it will take more than a decade for printing to resume in the later period, but by those times, many ancient books have already become "adapted" editions.

The glasses didn't hold out much hope, just a very young girl in front of her, and she didn't look like a rich person.

"Take whatever you want, 10 yuan a book." He himself is a little embarrassed, 10 yuan a book, it's really about the same as grabbing.

"There are 20 books in the basket, 200 yuan." The glasses urn said angrily, "No counteroffer." ”

"Old man, isn't 200 yuan too expensive?" She saw the back of the printed book, and the prices were very low, basically a few cents.

Although the glasses wrapped himself into a suit, Liang Xiaonan listened to the voice and watched the pace, and estimated that he was a middle-aged and elderly person, 50 years old or older.

The glasses said, "Otherwise, you can exchange it for food." Alas, it looks like you don't have any food. ”

"How do you exchange food?"

"Do you have food?" There was surprise in the voice of the glasses, "If you have rice, 2 catties of rice for 1 book, you take 40 catties of rice, if you have soybeans, then 1 catty of soybeans for 1 book, you can give 20 catties of soybeans." ”

Although the glasses have been hidden in the shadows, but there is longing in his tone, and there is a hint of rebelliousness, Liang Xiaonan roughly guesses his identity in his heart, this person is at least a literati who loves books.

"Old man, I have soybeans, let's exchange them with you." As soon as her words fell, her glasses bent down excitedly and asked, "Do you have soybeans?" ”

"Hmm. Old man, soybeans in the city shouldn't be so difficult to buy, right? ”

"Not hard to buy? I can't buy soybeans at all, I can't get soybeans in the whole Cao Xiaoyuan County, and my son can't do it......" Glasses said excitedly, "The doctor told my son to eat soybeans, but I can't buy soybeans." ”

Liang Xiaonan opened the back basket and showed him: "I bring soybeans, you can take a look." ”

grabbed a handful of glasses, looked at the plump soybeans, pulled down the scarf on his face excitedly, and covered his face in a panic.

Stuff a few in your mouth, although the soybeans are raw, they are full of bean fragrance and sweetness.

He said excitedly: "Change, change, if you still have soybeans, I still have some good books there, all for you." ”

While the two were talking, the strong man ran over from the street, picked up the basket, and said to the glasses: "Fifth grandfather, hurry up, the patrol is coming." ”

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