Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife

"Hey! Girl, I won't hide it from you. The famine is going on. Cornmeal has been classified as a fine grain. Good things like rice and white flour are very rare. We only have a little supply during the holidays. And demand exceeds supply.”

After saying this in a low voice, the old lady sighed.

"My daughter-in-law is in confinement. She can't even eat a morsel of fine food. It's been three days since the baby was born, and the milk can't come down. The baby is so hungry that it's howling. My daughter, if you have a way, please help me, old man, and show me the way. . I’ll tell you the truth, you may not be able to get high-priced grain for several dollars per pound on the black market, so I won’t treat you badly in terms of price.”

Food is the most important thing for people. In this era, food is really more precious than money.

Feng Qingxue had read about the black market in the information, and the state strictly prohibited buying and selling.

To put it bluntly, ordinary people are prohibited from trading privately.

However, there are not a few people who take desperate risks when they are hungry. The black market has become a place that everyone is well aware of. Some trade in the streets and alleys, some trade on bridges under trees, and some trade in train stations. The locations often change. .

Some even negotiate business during the day and trade supplies at night.

Everyone's life is difficult, unless they are the kind of people who strictly abide by national laws and regulations, they usually turn a blind eye.

Because there were a lot of supplies stored in the space, Feng Qingxue wanted to sell some food. Food was not enough, but money was also needed. Fortunately, food was more important than money. Now that the old lady was asking this, it happened to suit her needs.

She likes reading and knows micro-expressions. She can tell whether the old lady is lying.

The old lady didn't lie, so she spoke in a low voice.

"Do you want rice and flour? Do you want eggs?"

The old lady was stunned for a moment, with a flash of surprise in her eyes. Then she calmed down and nodded quickly, "Daughter, is it true?"

Feng Qingxue patted the backpack at her feet.

The old lady was overjoyed, grabbed her and whispered: "I want it, I want it all."

After saying this, she raised her voice and said, "My eldest daughter, if I hadn't seen you familiar and came over to say hello, I wouldn't have known you were a relative from my natal family. How could your relatives not come to my house? Get up quickly and come to my house. Drink some hot water."

Nowadays, even if you have money, you can’t even buy the fine grains you want on the black market, which shows how precious they are.

Therefore, the old lady did not want to let Feng Qingxue go.

"Auntie, it's really you, I didn't even recognize you." Feng Qingxue said, standing up and slinging the backpack behind her shoulders, "But I have to go find someone soon, so I won't go to your house. "

After saying this loudly, Feng Qingxue lowered her voice, "Let's find a place to trade where no one is around, so the door doesn't need to be locked."

It is essential to be on guard against others, especially now that she is a defenseless girl.

The old lady nodded without any objection.

"Daughter, when I go home to get my money and my pocket, where can I find you?" The old lady often goes to the black market and is sensible.

Feng Qingxue thought for a while and said, "I'll wait for you under the old elm tree not far away. There are many people here, and they have many eyes."

"Okay, you go first, and I'll go later." The old lady obviously knew the iconic old tree.

"First of all, let me ask, what price can I offer? If the price is right, I won't look for anyone else."

"In the black market, food stamps cost five yuan per catty. Fine grains such as rice and white flour cost one yuan more. Eggs also cost five yuan per catty. Girl, I pay six yuan per catty. I will buy as much as you have, but Don’t sell it to anyone else.”