Zhang Chunnuan was stunned when she heard this. Are people in this era so considerate about others?

The aunt looked at her expression and continued, "But there are few people coming here, because the picket team and the security brigade are not here, so it is very messy.

You are a young girl, it’s better not to take risks. If I weren’t at home...ah... forget it, I won’t say it.”

Only then did Zhang Chunnuan realize that the alley near the hospital was a place without any care.

Most of the people who came were the families of hospitalized patients and those who knew that there were some small things in their hands.

Because no one manages it, although there is no risk of being arrested, a large number of idle people have gathered here.

Zhang Chunnuan thought about it and felt that this place was not suitable for her.

Her farm is more cloth and food, and because it is close to the hospital, it lacks various meats and supplements.

"Brother, then you know where else can be..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Chunnuan looked around and lowered her voice and continued to ask: "Is there any other place to sell things?"

The aunt looked at her suspiciously, shook her head, and said, "Then I don't know."

She said hesitantly and asked carefully: "What are you selling, girl?"

After the two talked for so long, Zhang Chunnuan had another bonus of strength, and felt that it was nothing to show off her bottom with the aunt in front of her.

So he pulled her into an unmanned alley, put down his back basket, and opened a small crack for her to show.

"Cloth, grain, soybean oil, and a little apple."

After Zhang Chunnuan finished speaking, she quickly covered her backpack and carried it on her back, "My man is from the mine transport team and often runs out."

This is an explanation. As for whether the other party believes it or not, it is not her business.

The aunt had only had time to look into the basket just now, but she didn't see the others. She saw the apples with full fruit shapes.

Thinking of her little grandson who was so weak at home due to premature birth, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Girl, how do you plan to sell the apples in your backpack?"

apple?

Why is it Apple again?

Zhang Chunnuan was stunned. She was stopped at a state-owned hotel just now because of apples, and now she is being asked about apples again.

Is apples so popular?

For some reason, Zhang Chunnuan suddenly thought of the Cui family father and son whom they met on the road before. At that time, they scoffed at the apples they took out.

She thought that people in the 1960s were more willing to use money to buy food and meat than fruits.

But when she came to the county town, two people asked about the price of the apples, which shows that she had a misunderstanding about this.

At this time, facing the aunt's inquiry, Zhang Chunnuan didn't know how to answer.

She just saw fruits selling in the supply and marketing cooperative, so she didn't know the price of fruits in the current era.

Thinking that the aunt had told me so much, she seemed to be a real person, so she said truthfully: "My daughter, I don't know how much Apple should be sold..."

When the aunt heard this, she suddenly said, "It's normal that you don't know. Actually, I don't know. We have never sold apples in Baiguan County..."

Zhang Chunnuan was a little surprised. After a while, he realized that it was normal to sell without apples.

After all, the technology in later generations was so developed and the transportation was extremely convenient. There were still many northerners who had never eaten tropical fruits, let alone now.

Geographical location, inconvenient transportation, and limitations of the times...all aspects have affected the circulation of materials in various places.

Perhaps the apple, which is not worth mentioning in the north, is so rare in the southwest region where she is currently located.

The aunt continued: "Last autumn, the supply and marketing cooperative received a batch of oranges. At that time, each person was limited to 5 kilograms, which cost 30 cents per kilogram.

We can eat fruits twice a year, oranges in autumn and sugarcane in winter.

Now I don’t want to eat some wild fruits, not to mention that you are a rare big apple. I think 50 cents per pound should be almost the same.”

After hearing this, Zhang Chunnuan looked at the aunt with a hint of surprise.

If I remember correctly, this aunt wanted to buy apples from her, why did she even offer a higher price?

When the aunt saw Zhang Chunnuan's expression, she knew what she was thinking and said angrily:

"Since you call me a lord, I can't take advantage of you. Besides, the lords don't lack this before!"

Then you still sell pork?

"You don't know how expensive food in the black market is!"

Zhang Chunnuan didn't notice it for a while, and the aunt answered her before she realized.

The aunt sighed before continuing, "I just want to come here to try my luck and see if I can buy cheaper food."

Her family has four people, only one son works in a meat-dished factory. Although she earns 34 yuan a month, she only has 31 kilograms of grain.

A 31 kilogram of food coupon sounds like a lot, but it has to be distributed to the whole family for 4 people.

If you have food coupons, rice and flour are only 10 cents per catty; if you don’t have food coupons, you can only go to the black market to buy grain, which costs 3 yuan per catty.

Even if his family sells the rice he bought on the black market and exchanges it for coarse grains, it will only be enough for the whole family to eat and drink.

In addition, her little grandson is a premature baby with weak stomach and can only eat food.

So although his son's salary is quite high, his family is still struggling.

She and her husband are idle at home every day, either taking care of their grandson or taking orders from the match workshop in the street office, and stuffing match boxes at home.

It costs 6 cents to paste 100 match boxes, which is only an egg. It is more skillful in a month. The old couple can paste nearly 20,000 match boxes, and they can earn 10 yuan.

In addition, the money my son got from the factory and sold the pork he occasionally brought home from the factory, so the family could barely survive.

These are things that Zhang Chunnuan cannot understand.

Even when her farm has not yet produced any farm, Mr. Shen would rather be hungry than let her be hungry.

Not to mention that after the inventory in her farm increased, she would eat white rice casually, even if she had a bowl or threw it, she would not feel sorry for her.

But after listening to the aunt's words, she deeply realized the difficulty of life in this era.

Zhang Chunnuan thought for a while and said, "Brother, I have food in my backpack. I don't sell you at the price of the black market, but I can't lose money. What do you think about half the discount?"

Half of it is only 150 cents, and she sells it to the truck driver on the road at a price.

"Really?!" The aunt couldn't believe it and grabbed Zhang Chunnuan's hand: "Girl, you are such a good person! Let's go! Go home with the maid! The maid told your brother to get you two pairs of pig's feet!"

Zhang Chunnuan's face froze when she heard this. It was just an excuse to make a fool of herself. She really doesn't lack pig's feet!

The aunt brought Zhang Chunnuan home, and talked about it all the way, almost telling the lives of her eight generations of ancestors.
Chapter completed!