"Well, that little master, how much does it cost to repair?"

Lao Li remembered that he had to pay, so he quickly asked. At the same time, he felt uneasy, because people who repair TVs need a lot of money.

"Five dollars."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't ask for more, but the five yuan at this time can buy more than ten kilograms of pork! "Hahaha, thank you, little master, thank you, little master!"

Old Li neatly gave him five yuan, then turned off the TV while the little girl looked at him eagerly, unplugged the power, and walked away with the TV in his arms.

Even if it costs ten yuan, he won't find it too expensive.

Xiaoya's mouth dropped and she was about to cry.

"Don't cry, don't cry, let's go, let's go, brother will take you to buy some sweets!"

"I want to watch TV!"

"I'll buy you some meat again. How about making braised pork?

I’ll buy some noodles for you!”

"I still want to watch TV!"

"Buy you new clothes!"

Jiang Xiaoye doesn't care about money at all, he just wants to make money after it's gone.

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaoya nodded repeatedly, she had not worn any new clothes.

Sun Hao went to find a big paper box and wrote some big words on it. He said he would recycle scrapped radios and TV sets at a high price, repair radios and TV sets, and go to the hardware store every day. He could not earn more than ten or twenty yuan a month.

If he learns this craft, he will not have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life! He doesn’t know that this craft will be eliminated in another twenty years, but now, it is definitely enviable.

"Brother Hao, I'm going to the department store. You can collect it first. This is my home address. If you collect it and are in a hurry to repair it, go to me. If you're not in a hurry, just leave it in the store and I will repair it."

Jiang Xiaoye said hello to Sun Hao.

"Okay, okay, don't worry, there will definitely be no shortage. Although our county is not as good as the capital, we still have some TV sets and radios!"

Sun Hao immediately patted his chest to reassure him, fearing that Jiang Xiaoye would suddenly feel like he couldn't make any money and leave. He took the address Jiang Xiaoye gave him with both hands, glanced at it, put it in his pocket and pressed it.

Jiang Xiaoye took Xiaoya to the department store. At this time, the department store requires food stamps.

The department store in the county town was not as big as expected. After Jiang Xiaoye took Xiaoya in, there were not many people inside.

It was the first time that Xiaoya saw so many good things, her head was spinning like a rattle.

Jiang Xiaoye felt like he was entering an antique store. The most expensive items here were televisions, sewing machines, bicycles, wardrobes, desks, and the like. The prices of other items were not high.

"Brother, sugar!"

Xiaoya drooled and pointed at the candy seller.

Jiang Xiaoye walked over with Xiaoya. The sellers in the department store now were all public servants, with their eyes above their heads. The two women were chatting chatteringly, without the enthusiasm of the private bosses in the future.

"Hello, buy some candy."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't take it seriously and pulled Xiaoya over.

"Fruit candies cost ten yuan, and milk candies cost one cent and five yuan."

The woman selling candy casually mentioned the price and continued chatting.

Xiaoya quickly took out the sweaty dime and held it up high, watching eagerly.

Jiang Xiaoye knocked on her, then took out a dollar bill and handed it over and said: "Fifty cents fruit candy, five cents milk candy."

Without the need for food stamps, the woman immediately became much more enthusiastic.

The amount of sugar in this era is definitely enough. Soon, there was a pack of sugar in Xiaoya's arms. Xiaoya was so smiling that she could hardly open her eyes. There was still one in her mouth. Jiang Xiaoye felt that if he took her home now, she would

I can't even remember that I have to buy clothes.

Xinhua Dictionary is 75 cents, Blue Water Hong Kong Dollar is 2 cents, textbooks are 10 cents... Jiang Xiaoye, who has to spend all his money, feels like a rich man! No.

The price of clothes is indeed not low. I bought Xiaoya a pair of floral cloth shoes, some red headbands, and a Head and Shoulders shampoo, soap, toothpaste and toothbrush. I spent more than thirty yuan, and Xiaoya has one.

He was so angry that Jiang Xiaoye told him not to buy it.

Deep in the department store, Jiang Xiaoye found a flour seller.

"Our flour is sold to the public."

The flour seller waved his hand and said he would not sell it.

At this time, the state implemented a unified purchase and sale of grain. Private sales were speculative and would be confiscated and criticized. It was difficult to see anyone selling grain in the market.

After all, the production team still distributes food.

"Boss, I am a college student and my family is in a special situation."

Jiang Xiaoye took out his student ID card.

The noodle seller looked at it, nodded and said, "How much do you want?"

It cannot exceed ten kilograms.”

"Then ten pounds."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't have food stamps, so he took out the money so that the boss couldn't help but look at him a few more times, and finally gave him ten kilograms of flour.

Are the thoughts of Yushan Village stuck in this era?

Jiang Xiaoye felt that the treatment for college students here was really good, and he thought he would not be able to buy it anymore.

One hundred and eighty pounds of flour.

"Do you want to eat meat?"

Jiang Xiaoye took Xiaoya to buy meat again.

Xiaoya nodded repeatedly.

The pork here is sold by food companies affiliated with the Bureau of Commerce and is also controlled, but it is looser than flour.

"Brother wants fat!"

Xiaoya reminds Jiang Xiaoye that she feels her brother is so stupid and should not trade fat for lean.

Jiang Xiaoye is also used to it. Fatty and lean meats cost 80 cents per pound. However, this is an era when there is a shortage of cooking oil. Fatty meat is far the most popular, but lean meat is a bit uninterested.

Ten kilograms of fat pork and two kilograms of salt were bought. Jiang Xiaoye held them in his hand and felt that he needed to go back.

Otherwise, with my current physical strength, it would be really unbearable.

At last glance, there were only eighteen yuan and two cents left. Jiang Xiaoye stuffed the two cents into Xiaoya's pocket so that she could buy popsicles. "Let's go home!"

"Um!"

The village where Jiang Xiaoye lived was Xiaopan Village. When there was still more than a mile to go, Jiang Xiaoye felt that smoke was coming out of his throat. The weather was getting hotter and hotter. Xiaoya held the candy and carried some small things and walked very fast. She was full of energy.

After I got home, I saw my eldest sister calling Xiaoya everywhere in the village.

"elder sister!"

Xiaoya ran over quickly, her face already flushed with heat.

"Xiao Ye, are you back?

Why, why did you buy so many things?"

When the eldest sister saw that Xiaoya and Jiang Xiaoye were back, she let out a sigh of relief. Then she was shocked when she found something in Xiaoya's arms and something Jiang Xiaoye was carrying.

"Sister, let's go home and talk."

Jiang Xiaoye smiled and Xiaoya quickly went to help open the door.

Five minutes later, Jiang Xiaoye washed Xiaoya's head three times, using soap for the first time and shampoo for the second time. In the end, it still didn't work, so he tried it again. The distressed elder sister kept reminding Jiang Xiaoye not to use it.

Head and Shoulders shampoo is also very expensive at this time.

What people use now, Jiang Xiaoye remembers, is soap, and a packet of yellow honey-like shampoo called Huaxiang.
Chapter completed!