Feng Qingxue felt that the price was right and agreed to the deal.

"I brought one or twenty catties of rice noodles and twenty or thirty eggs, but I didn't bring a scale."

"I have it at home, I'll bring it later."

The old lady hurriedly ran away, ate the buns in two or two with a light wind and snow, and walked in the direction of the old elm tree.

Not long after waiting under the old elm tree, the wind and snow saw the old lady coming with a man in his thirties, who was carrying a bamboo basket and walking in a hurry.

"This is my son." The old lady pointed to the man, but did not say his name.

Feng Qingxue and the old lady walked behind the old elm tree, and the man looked at the wind.

Looking around, Feng Qingxue first took out the egg bag and opened it for the old lady to see.

"Yo, it's an egg, it's so fresh." The old lady smiled happily, hurriedly weighed the scales, a total of three catties and two taels, quickly took them out and put them into the small basket she brought, and then weighed the rice noodles taken out by Feng Qingxue.

Five catties of rice, eight catties and five taels of flour, and seven catties and three taels of brown rice.

Although it is brown rice, it is also a fine grain.

In the last settlement, the wind and snow wiped out the odds, "One hundred and twenty pieces of rice and noodles, and fifteen pieces of eggs." ”

Rice and noodles are calculated at six yuan a catty, but eggs are counted at five yuan a catty.

Hearing this account, the old lady showed a painful expression.

Expensive is expensive, but you still have to buy it.

Now the food is so precious that money can't buy it, and the old lady is unwilling to let go of this rare opportunity.

Moreover, if fine grains are exchanged for coarse grains, these fine grains can be exchanged for sixty or seventy catties of coarse grains.

Therefore, the old lady took out a stack of large solidarity from her bosom, counted fourteen sheets, and handed them to Feng Qingxue.

"Girl, I know these things are not easy to come by, and I don't take advantage of you. Give you one hundred and forty yuan, and come to me again next time when you get good things, the wall you eat buns against is my family. ”

"Don't worry."

Feng Qingxue was not polite, and put the money in his arms, but actually put it into the space.

There's nothing more reassuring for her than space.

Then the old lady and her son, who carried the bamboo basket on his back, hurried away, and the wind and snow also left the old elm tree.

After wandering around for half an hour, I found two black market trading places, and only then did I return to the market with an empty basket on my back.

With money, Feng Qingxue has the confidence to enter the department store.

There are not many people in the store, and even these few customers are more people who look at things and fewer people who buy things.

The salespeople at the counter are all sitting idle, knocking their teeth, ignoring the customers.

Feng Qingxue wanted to buy two pairs of shoes for herself and her sister, a single pair to wear now, a pair of cotton to wear in winter, and also wanted to buy a dress for Feng Qingyun, so that she would be bare-legged every day, so she walked to the counter selling ready-to-wear shoes.

"Comrade, how do you sell those shoes?" Feng Qingxue asked, pointing to a pair of cloth shoes worn by children.

The salesman, a young woman who was playing a sweater, heard her ask, looked up, and snorted, "Do you have a ticket?" ”

"Tickets?" The wind and snow were stunned, and I didn't expect this era to be the era of tickets.

The salesperson sarcastically said, "What are you doing at a department store without a ticket?" ”

Contempt, overflowing.

Feng Qingxue felt very uncomfortable and asked, "Do I need a ticket to buy anything?" Can't you buy it if you have money? ”

"To buy something, of course, you need both money and tickets, and both are indispensable." The salesman looked arrogant, "Don't hang out in front of me without a ticket, blocking the light of my sweater." ”