Chapter XIX
"Alright, then go ahead."
Yang Chen nodded.
The fish now was indeed delicious. The fish in spring had been raised below for the entire winter, so it was fatter and more delicious.
However, there were too many people who had such thoughts.
Yesterday, when he was eating in the canteen, he heard someone say that he was half-dead from being submerged in the moat and still couldn't get out of bed.
Yang Chen didn't want to take any risks.
He had 100 yuan on him, which was equivalent to a month's salary for a deputy director.
Therefore, there was no need for him to take the risk.
However, the reason why he didn't go to the supply and marketing cooperative was because he didn't have any food stamps.
He still had to go to the pigeon market.
Let's see if there's anything good.
The pigeon market was a place where the officials turned a blind eye.
Some farmers saved up the grain in their private plots and used it to exchange for some money to buy some daily necessities and meat.
Money and tickets were indispensable.
Therefore, the pigeon market was quite popular.
Moreover, there were people with all kinds of needs.
Before Yang Chen sold the stool, he was able to sell it, although he only exchanged it for a little wine and peanuts, and a little pine egg, but it was also considered lucky.
There were all sorts of dishes and meat.
It was like a wet market, but everyone was quite nervous.
After all, it was illegal.
"Comrade, what do you need? I have beef and mutton, but there aren't many.”
A person wearing a hat said quietly.
Yang Chen had the memories of this body and knew the uniqueness of this era.
The workers in Beijing were actually earning quite a lot.
A worker with a high rating could earn as much as a village could earn in a year in a month.
But now, it wasn't just money. They also needed all kinds of tickets.
They only gave out so few food stamps a month. Even if it was soybean paste, it was only half a catty a month!
Beef, 70 cents per catty!
Logically speaking, it would be fine if he ate as much as he wanted.
But what about hostages?
How much did he give?
Therefore, even if he had money, he had nowhere to spend it.
Only those who had children at home needed money to pay for school fees.
Pigeon City was comparable to a department store, but it was a little more expensive. After all, they did not need food stamps.
Therefore, there were many people coming and going.
"This piece of beef is about 500 grams. I'll charge you 3.5!”
Good heavens, how many times had it increased?
There was nothing special about a pound of beef.
However, they did not need a hostage, which was why they could be so expensive.
"Brother, do you think I'm a fat sheep?"
Yang Chen sneered.
He often visited this place.
" I don't need a ticket here-"
"Is your meat fresh? Moreover, it's at most 1.8!"
Someone who knew the ropes had come!
The man gritted his teeth and nodded.
After wandering around, Yang Chen had a lot of things in his hands.
A few small vegetables cost less than 30 cents.
Because Yang Chen's previous tickets were sold, his daily necessities were basically gone.
His body was about to smell.
"Chemistry brand soap! You can even bathe and wash your clothes!"
In this era, very few people called it plastic. It was replaced by the word chemistry, which sounded foreign.
Yang Chen went out of Pigeon City and spent a total of less than 5 yuan, carrying a bunch of things.
He didn't have a ticket. The 10 pounds of meat ticket given by the system had to be used in an emergency.
Moreover, Pigeon City might close down one day.
This was something that could not be said, so Yang Chen came here.
"Yang Chen, you're back? Where did he go?"
"The supply and marketing cooperative. We still have some savings at home, but we spent them all today.”
As soon as she entered, she saw Third Aunt.
These two knew how to live, and they were very stingy. Their eyes were also very poisonous.
Anyone who came in would take a look.
The beef was wrapped tightly in newspaper.
At this time, there were too few fakes. If he had the intention, it would be better to do more work.
"Tsk tsk, this is a big harvest. What are we going to eat today?”
Third Uncle walked in, trembling.
The weather was getting warmer, but Third Uncle had gone to catch fish, so he was shivering from the cold.
"Old Yan, the harvest isn't good."
"Don't mention it. There are more people than fish. To be able to snatch these two small fish, they were given to me by a student's parents.”
Third Uncle sighed. The two small fish in the fish basket were pitifully small.
"Make some soup. At least it tastes a little meaty.”
What happened two years ago had scared everyone.
He was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. This was not an adjective, but a true feeling.
"Alright, it's better than nothing!"
Yang Chen didn't think much about it, he was going to enter the house after passing the front yard.
"I'm sorry. I can't do anything about my mother-in-law.”
Qin Huairu whispered as she passed by.
Yang Chen looked at the woman in front of him. At least for now, she was not a very beautiful woman. Her body was bloated and her face had some vicissitudes of life.
After all, she had just given birth, so it was understandable.
What Yang Chen did not expect was that she would actually come to apologize.
Did he bow down to reality?
That's right, Qin Huairu was a scheming person after marriage.
Otherwise, how could he have He Yuzhu in his grasp?
Moreover, she was very decisive. She seduced him when she needed to, and she did not hesitate when she needed to act.
Silly Zhu really became Silly Zhu.
Of course, there was also Silly Zhu's own problem. Just like his father, he couldn't walk when he saw a widow.
Yang Chen didn't seem to see her.
"You don't have to apologize. It has nothing to do with you. There's no need to mention the past."
After saying this, Yang Chen directly closed the door.
She didn't know if it was intentional or not, but when Yang Chen closed the door, Qin Huiru saw a corner of the beef!
PS: Big shots with flowers, don't forget ~
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