Because of the Zhou family's big move, the entire Shanjiao Village was alarmed.

Knowing that they were going to the commune for the market, everyone rushed to tell each other and decided to go.

Finally, the production team leader made the decision and hitched the only three big oxen in the team to the oxcart.

If you want to take a bus, you can, it costs 2 cents per person!

Zhang Chunnuan pulled Wang Dongxue, followed closely behind her sister-in-law and Aunt Guihua, and squeezed into a bullock cart.

Who can walk when you can ride in a car?

A bullock cart can hold more than ten people, but since everyone brought baskets, it was full with only seven or eight people.

In fact, not everyone in the village is willing to spend money to take the bus. At this time, a box of matches costs 2 cents and a pound of salt costs 14 cents. What can you do with the saved money, so you have to use it to take the bus?!

The last three bullock carts were just full, not crowded nor loose.

The 20-mile mountain road is all dirt and is surrounded by winding mountains. In addition, the cattle are not very fast and the herders are not willing to drive them hard, so the speed is only a little faster than ordinary people walking.

But if Zhang Chunnuan, whose body had been transformed by the farm, was leaving, it would definitely be several times faster.

Just when Zhang Chunnuan was drowsy in the car, Wang Dongxue suddenly took her hand and shouted in surprise: "Sister Chunnuan, look, it's a big truck pulling ore!"

Zhang Chunnuan stirred Ling'er to wake up and looked in the direction of her finger.

At this time, the bullock cart she was in was walking on the mountainside. The terrain was high enough that she could see the truck driving on the road 500 meters away in a straight line.

Zhang Chunnuan carefully identified the truck and found that the truck looked like the heavy trucks imported from abroad in the old photos she had seen, and the truck bed was filled with ore.

Because the truck was traveling so fast, Zhang Chunnuan couldn't see clearly what was written on the license plate.

Wang Dongxue said regretfully on the side: "My father said that those big cars were all bought from Lao Maozi. They are too bad!"

Zhang Chunnuan declined to comment on this period of history.

She has never experienced it. Although she has the memory of the original owner, she cannot empathize with it.

The bullock cart swayed all the way, and it was already more than an hour later when we arrived at the commune.

The car stopped under an old tree, and they made an appointment to return to the village. Everyone in the car put their baskets on their backs, picked up their burdens, and walked to the commune market.

Zhang Chunnuan did not move with the Zhou family. He only said that he had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative first, and then separated from Aunt Guihua and others.

The original owner of the supply and marketing cooperative in Daliang Commune went to the supply and marketing cooperative several times. He went to buy stationery before the wedding, and after the wedding he went to buy snacks and other things with Shen Hu.

Zhang Chunnuan stood outside the waist-high counter of the supply and marketing cooperative and looked in. Against the wall were several wooden shelves as high as one person. On the shelves were placed various products with strong characteristics of the times.

There was a charcoal basin placed in the open space in front of the shelf and counter, and three tellers were knitting sweaters while warming themselves over the fire, completely pretending not to see a person as big as Zhang Chunnuan.

After confirming the products in the supply and marketing cooperative, Zhang Chunnuan twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a cordial and enthusiastic smile.

"Hello, comrade, do you collect mushrooms and fungus here? They are all packed dry goods."

Hearing her voice, the older teller inside raised his eyelids and took a look. Seeing that she was smiling and neatly dressed, he said lightly:

"Take it, come to the back."

After saying that, he stood up, put down the half-knitted sweater, opened the side door, and walked out.

Zhang Chunnuan followed her with a basket on her back, only to realize that in addition to the front door of the supply and marketing cooperative, there was actually a large yard at the back.

There are many houses scattered in the courtyard, and there is a board outside the house that opens the door, indicating the type of acquisition.

The eldest sister who led her went straight to a house with the word "mountain goods" written on it, and said in a loud voice: "Old Zhang! Someone is selling something!"

Before the people in the room came out, the eldest sister turned back to Zhang Chunnuan and said: "He is collecting mushrooms and fungus here. You wait for him to come out. I will go back first."

Zhang Chunnuan quickly opened a small baggage in her backpack, smuggled out two large handfuls of toffee from the farm, grabbed a large handful and stuffed them inside.

"Thank you, eldest sister. I haven't asked you your surname yet?"

The eldest sister looked around first and saw that no one was paying attention. Then she put the candy that Zhang Chunnuan had given her into her pocket, with a smile on her face:

"My surname is Nong, you can just call me Sister Nong."

Zhang Chunnuan responded in a sweet voice: "Hey, hello, Sister Nong, my name is Zhang Chunnuan. You can call me Xiao Zhang or Chun Nuan. I'm really causing you trouble!"

While the two were talking, a man with a square face walked out of the room and asked, "Who wants to sell mountain goods?"

Sister Nong pulled Zhang Chunnuan forward and said: "Old Zhang, why did it take you so long to come out? Forget it, let me tell you, this is my sister, her mushrooms and fungus are all ready, hurry up

have a look!"

Zhang Chunnuan was a little flattered. What, now she has a cheap sister?

Sister Nong saw that she was still and reminded her quickly: "Chun Nuan, hurry up and take out the things to show to your brother Zhang!"

"Hey, okay!" Zhang Chunnuan immediately put down his backpack, took out the dried mushrooms and fungus that had been packed in cloth bags, put them on the ground, and opened the bags for Lao Zhang to see.

Lao Zhang groaned, squatted down, reached out and grabbed a handful of mushrooms from the cloth bag, brought them to his face and smelled them, then said "Waiting." and turned back into the house.

When he came out again, he had two more bamboo baskets in his hands. He poured the mushrooms and fungus into the baskets respectively. Facing the sunlight, he carefully inspected the two baskets of dry goods.

Sister Nong was a little impatient: "I said, Lao Zhang, are you entertaining me and my sister? Hurry up and quote the price, I'm still busy up front!"

Lao Zhang snorted, turned to Zhang Chunnuan and said: "The mushrooms and fungus you sent are very good, they can be rated as first-class, and they cost 25 cents per catty."

They are all produced on farms and are definitely incomparable to wild ones.

Regarding his quotation, Zhang Chunnuan made a calculation in her mind and readily agreed.

Shiitake mushrooms, 20 kilograms, sold for 5 yuan, and fungus, which was slightly more, 25 kilograms, sold for 6 yuan and 25 cents. This time, I made more than 11 yuan.

Zhang Chunnuan took the thick stack of woolen coupons handed over by Lao Zhang and said regretfully: The commune is too close, so it is not suitable to sell too much dry goods such as mushrooms and fungus in a short period of time, otherwise the inventory alone can be sold for thousands of yuan.

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After leaving the purchasing office, Zhang Chunnuan followed Sister Nong back to the counter of the supply and marketing cooperative.

After Sister Nong's reintroduction, the other two tellers finally showed a smile to Zhang Chunnuan.

Because she didn't bring a ticket, Zhang Chunnuan could only look at the goods in the supply and marketing cooperative and leave with regret.

After saying goodbye to the three tellers at the supply and marketing cooperative, she officially started to go to the market with her empty backpack on her back.

At this time, the market did not have dedicated personnel to manage it and stalls were rented out like in later generations.

People who come to set up stalls find free seats and place the agricultural products and handicrafts they bring.

Zhang Chunnuan walked around and saw that there were very few people selling food, and most of them sold handmade brooms, bamboo baskets, bamboo mats and the like.

She also met the Zhou family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were selling eggs at a stall. Wang Dongxue was not among them. She might have gone back to her parents' home.
Chapter completed!