Transmigrating to the 70’s: The Military Wife As A Farmer

Harahai Town is a big town, with two main streets alone. On both sides of the streets are state-run shops, such as supply and marketing cooperatives, hardware stores, pharmacies, restaurants, hotels, grain stores and so on.

Every shop is hung with a serious plaque and a slogan with distinctive characteristics of the era. For example, on the supply and marketing cooperative, there is a slogan "Developing the economy and ensuring supply". The red paper is black, it may be a long time, and the red paper has been The color has faded, and other places have been damaged by the wind, and it is sticking to the window of the supply and marketing cooperative, like a soul-calling banner.

Han Mingxiu strolled around the town first, seeing almost all the shops in the town, and then went to the grain store.

She didn't have much oil left, and she planned to take back her three kilograms of oil.

The grain store is a row of five earthen embryo houses, with the slogan "Grasp the revolution, promote production" written on it. As soon as you enter, you can smell a musty smell of grain. The red bricks in the house are covered with a lot of grain. Bags of grain filled the house, and there were several one-meter-high buckets placed by the door, which should have been filled with soybean oil.

After taking a look, he saw a few staff members sitting at the counter eating melon seeds together. Han Mingxiu walked over, took out her three precious gas tickets, and handed them over.

"Comrade, I want to get the oil."

Several of the chatting staff didn't even glance at Han Mingxiu, and were still chatting enthusiastically.

Han Mingxiu is very angry, but she also knows that it is useless to be angry. The rules of this era are different from those of later generations. In later generations, customers are gods. As a waiter, they treat customers with a smile and serve customers wholeheartedly.

In this era, the salespeople are all family members. They eat imperial grains. It has nothing to do with them for a dime. Even if the goods are not sold for a penny, they still pay their wages. Therefore, these people are like 250,000 to 80,000 people, and they don't take customers seriously at all.

Seeing that they were ignoring them, Han Mingxiu had to say it again, "Comrade, I want to get the fuel."

"Listen, we're not deaf again." One of the fat women shouted impatiently, took Han Mingxiu's ticket, glanced at it and said, "Soybean oil is 251 jin, 3 jin soybean oil is 75 cents. split the money."

Only then did Han Mingxiu know that it was not enough just to have the ticket, she had to pay for it. So she thought that as long as she had the ticket, she would be able to get the ticket and exchange it for three pounds of soybean oil when she got here.

It seems that she thinks too much!

She took out the money, counted seventy-five cents from it, and handed it to the fat woman.

The fat woman took the money and counted it. She bent down and took out a funnel and an oil gourd from under the counter. She walked lazily to a large oil drum and unscrewed the oil drum.

Han Mingxiu opened the lid of his oil jar and handed it over.

That gourd scoop is a pound, and each scoop of oil represents a pound.

The fat woman was very angry when she poured oil into the funnel. When she took the scoop and poured the oil into the funnel, the oil in the scoop had not been drained, and she started scooping the second scoop again. In other words, three catties of oil must be given at least half a tael, and the half tael of oil must have ended up in the hands of these staff!

Although Han Mingxiu couldn't stand their stealing behavior, she didn't say anything. She had nothing to do with the world. There are no complaints these days. Anyone who can work as a staff member in a grain store must have something to do with them. Even if they file a complaint, it's a waste. Talk to people.

After filling the oil, Han Mingxiu put the oil jar back in the back basket, put it in the space by the way, and then carried the back basket to the supply and marketing cooperative.

The supply and marketing cooperatives in this era are equivalent to modern supermarkets, mainly dealing in daily necessities, clothing, shoes and hats, towels, handkerchiefs, books and stationery, enamel aluminum products, cakes, tobacco and alcohol, and non-staple groceries.

Han Mingxiu walked into the supply and marketing agency. The supply and marketing agency was only 70 to 80 square meters in size, and it was a big place. She looked at everything inside with a few glances.

This supply and marketing cooperative has quite a complete range of goods, including food, clothing, clothing, and everything. However, most of the things in it require tickets, such as cloth, cotton, sugar, wine, cigarettes, etc. Tickets can only be purchased.

Of course, there are also unpaid tickets, such as matches, toothpaste, toothbrushes, notebooks, pens, vanishing cream and clam oil.

After reading it, Han Mingxiu went to the salesperson to buy plastic sheeting. The price of plastic sheeting was not expensive. It only cost 15 cents per meter. The windows are all set to save the wind from blowing into the house.

Later, she also bought a household appliance - a flashlight.

Flashlights are very useful. For example, when you get up at night to fill the stove, you can use them at your fingertips. Unlike candles, you have to light them, which is very troublesome.

However, the price of the flashlight is not low. It may be because there are technological components in it. A flashlight costs three yuan, plus two batteries, which cost her a total of three yuan and five.

She also bought a pack of candles and a pack of matches. The candles and matches were not expensive. They only cost 45 cents. Compared with the flashlight, it was much cheaper.

Originally, I wanted to buy some more biscuits and candies, but those things required tickets. She had no tickets, so she had to give up.

In the end, she bought three feet of white cotton cloth and two catties of cotton, which she kept for sanitary napkins. The cotton and cotton cost her five feet of cloth ticket and one or two cents. Although it was quite expensive, the money could not be saved. flower.

After shopping, she didn't leave in a hurry. She sat by the stove of the supply and marketing cooperative for a while to warm up, and Quan should have rested.

It was already past noon, and she had been on her way all morning. She was already hungry, and her chest was on her back, so she took out the eggs and sweet potatoes that were boiled in the morning and ate it for lunch, and also took out a cup to eat. Drink it while drinking, because the water and eggs and sweet potatoes are hot, and it is very comfortable to eat in the stomach!

After she had eaten and drank enough, she had almost rested, and then she carried the bag and walked home...

As soon as she got outside, she put everything in the back basket into the space, only carried the empty back basket, and went home lightly.

Because of the heavy snow, it was very difficult to walk on the road. She left the supply and marketing cooperative at around 12 o'clock, and didn't return home until 4:30. When she got home, she was almost exhausted. Fortunately, there was space. All the things in the backpack have been stored in the space. If there is no space, if she comes back with these old things on her back, she will be exhausted halfway...

When she got home, it was already dark. She took out the key and opened the door. After entering the house, she put down her basket, chopped up some cabbage, grabbed a handful of sorghum rice, and went to the backyard to feed the chickens.

This chicken has not been fed for a day. Although she mixed a lot of chicken food before she left in the morning, but this heavy snow is so arrogant that she is afraid that there will be wild birds or something that will not be able to find food, and will fly over to eat the chicken food. It was already cold, if the chickens were left hungry for another day, they would definitely lose fat...

Unsurprisingly, when they arrived at the back garden, they found that the chicken food bowl was indeed empty. When the hen saw her, it was as if she had seen her relatives, and she cooed straight to her side.