This used to be the property of Wu Laocai's family, but it was turned into a sales agency of Hongqi Village.

The village committee is Wu Laocai's home.

"Zhang Liu'er!"

At this time, the windows and doors in the store were wide open, and the inside was brightly illuminated by the sun.

Zhang Liu'er was reading a little book behind the counter. When she heard the sound, she stretched her head and took a look.

Seeing the person coming, she was confused and asked, "Yang Xiaole, why are you here?"

This guy is not in good health, and his family usually comes over to buy things.

He rarely comes over.

Yang Xiaole walked in with a smile: "Put a pound of soy sauce!"

He casually placed the empty soy sauce bottle on the wooden bar.

Seeing this, Zhang Liuer put down the little book and stretched out his hand: "Where are the eggs?"

Yang Xiaole smiled and took out 15 cents and handed it to her.

"No need to exchange eggs for today."

Then he looked at each other there.

This girl is 13 years old this year. If future generations go to school early, she will already be in the second grade of junior high school.

The figure is also starting to take shape.

You can still vaguely see some scale, although it's not big.

Moreover, the other party’s face is pretty good-looking, but it is a little dry and dark, which is a common characteristic of rural children.

Even if her family had good food, it would still be the same.

"Hey, pay me! Your soy sauce is used up so quickly. Didn't your brother just make the soy sauce the day before yesterday?"

Zhang Liuer asked casually with a smile, then took the money and put it into an iron box inside the counter.

Then we came to the big tank next to it.

I picked a large wine bucket from the shelf, then opened the wooden lid on the large tank, filled the wine bucket and slowly poured it into the salt water bottle.

Although his movements are not as smooth as Zhang Laohan's, he is still very skilled.

When Yang Xiaole heard this, he felt that there were no secrets in the village at all. The fish he ate the day before yesterday was replaced with a little soy sauce, which was used once.

Now I'm getting noticed again.

Seeing Zhang Liu'er making soy sauce, he smiled and said, "Oh, didn't I catch fish yesterday? That thing consumes oil, so if there was no oil, I used soy sauce to top it."

Zhang Liuer didn't care, so he asked casually.

Hearing this, she just nodded and poured the soy sauce with peace of mind.

After finishing it, he put the things back to their original places, stuffed the leather stoppers and handed them over.

"what else?"

Yang Xiaole took a look.

This is a consignment store, much smaller than the supply and marketing cooperative in the commune, and the variety is very limited.

On the top of the wall behind there was a ten-character slogan posted on red paper: Long live ***, serve the people.

There are two glass jars on the counter, containing sorghum glutinous rice paste and orange petal gummy candies.

A portable scale.

Behind the wall is a wooden shelf with some common supplies neatly placed on it, such as soap, matches, salt, brown sugar, tooth powder...

There are also things like labor protection gloves.

Yang Xiaole took a look and found that most of them were free of charge, but there were not many general categories!!

As for the brown sugar wrapped in newspaper on the shelf, it's a good thing, but it's probably been there for several months.

As for why there is something like brown sugar here that requires a ticket.

That's because there are many votes in rural areas, but the amount is very small.

Every year when you complete the grain growing tasks explained above, a portion of the tickets will be issued, which can be used to purchase scarce things.

Otherwise, rural people who do not weave cloth and do not produce sugar will not be able to wear clothes or eat sugar for the rest of their lives.

It’s just that the amounts are very small and not enough at all.

There are seven members of their family, and they only had about 2 feet 3 pieces of cloth stamps and 30 taels of candy stamps last year.

Barely enough to make a suit of clothes.

But today's cotton cloth is not wear-resistant, and a lot of this cloth is used every year just for patching.

I took a look and saw that there were flashlights and batteries for sale in the cabinet.

He shook his head. This thing does not require tickets, but it requires a certificate from the production team to buy it. It is no different from asking for tickets.

Pointing to a pile of light red wrinkled toilet paper, he said: "Bring me two pounds of toilet paper."

At this time, papyrus was not sold by knife, but by weight.

The price of this thing is actually not expensive, only 18 cents per pound, and not everyone in the countryside is reluctant to use it.

Anyway, my mother is reluctant to use it.

In her words, toilet paper is expensive. With so many people in a family, it costs about two kilograms a month and a few dollars a year.

How many dollars can you save a year if you don’t use it!

At worst, just wash it after you have done it.
Chapter completed!