I'm a good man [quick wear]

When the old lady didn't say anything, he had a look of pain on his face again, "Forget it, let's do this. I'll give you sixteen catties, and I'll give you the extra half a catty. Sixteen catties is four yuan, which happens to be a round number."

"Four more is unlucky? Three and a half yuan." The old lady began to bargain.

"You've lost fifty cents in one go. You're too cruel. That's only two kilograms. Forget it. I have to rush home. You give me three eighty yuan. I'll give you half a kilogram in the beginning. This is considered a gift." It's not easy to lose a pound and a half of you." Ji Yang started to take a step back.

The old lady felt that she had taken enough advantage and started to pay.

The deal was struck quickly.

"Go slowly." Ji Yang held a stack of banknotes in his hand and counted them casually.

Three and eight dollars was a huge sum of money in this era. Eight cents or ten cents per egg, three and eight dollars could buy forty or fifty eggs, and a pound of pork, about sixty cents, could buy six or seven pounds.

Ten centimeters a day of work may only be worth a few cents.

He loaded up the money, put the bamboo basket on his back, and started walking to the other side. He also targeted several stalls during the process, but he didn't buy any of them. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was still early.

After twists and turns, he came to the scrap station.

What is the least valuable thing these days?

book.

But you need book stamps to buy books, so coming to the scrap station is the most cost-effective.

I gave fifty cents to the old man who was looking after me, and I could choose any of the books inside. They were packed into piles, like mountains, including short-form books, foreign classics, newspapers, periodicals, and all kinds of books...

Ji Yang rummaged around and managed to find a stack of old draft paper and a few high school textbooks, as well as books he thought would be useful to Ye Jiao, and stuffed them all into the bamboo basket.

"Uncle, I'm leaving." Ji Yang walked to the door and greeted the old man.

"Come on, come on, come back next time." The old man waved his hand, "They are all unused things. People whose homes have been confiscated transport them here every day. If you come here often, you can pick up some new books."

"Then I'll come next time." Ji Yang responded.

After walking out of the scrapyard, he looked at the sky again. At this time, many people were rushing back to eat, so he walked back to the black market.

There are a lot fewer people buying things, and a lot less people selling things. There are still some left waiting to be sold out.

"How do you sell these mung beans?" Ji Yang stopped in front of a stall and looked at the several kilograms of mung beans on the ground. They were plump and he was very satisfied.

"It's too late, it's too late, it's sold cheaply, eighty cents per catty." The little woman stood up, looking exactly like he had just lost.

Ji Yang knew that what she had just sold was 90 cents, which was not cheap at all.

"Do you want to sell it for fifty cents?" He counter-offered.

"No, no, no, if you don't sell it, you will lose a lot of money." The little woman shook her head, looking non-negotiable.

"They're all selling for 60 cents over there, why are they selling for 80 cents here? They all look the same to me." Ji Yang pointed to the end of the road and squatted down to take a closer look.

The little woman looked in the direction he pointed. She didn't know if it was too far away. After thinking for a while, she said cruelly, "Then if you buy a few more kilograms, I will give you sixty cents. Normally, these would cost one dollar and two." ”

"Then I want them all."

"Okay, okay." When the little woman heard this, she was a little happy and weighed her, "This is four pounds and nine taels..."

"I bought it all at once. It's four and a half kilograms. It's easy to calculate the price. It's two and seven yuan in total. I'll give it to you." Ji Yang said, counting the money.

When the little woman thought about it, she realized that it was less than half a catty, so two and seven dollars, so she went home after selling it, "Okay!"

Ji Yang walked around again. As it was almost noon, everyone closed the stall and bought some rice and corn flour at a cheap price. He also bought three eggs for 15 cents and spent all the money from selling honey and bamboo baskets. .

Then he started to rush back with the bamboo basket on his back.

Chapter 511 The Husband of an Educated Youth (4)

When Ji Yang returned home, Ye Jiao was also coming back. She took off her bamboo hat and went to wash her hands.

He took a spoonful of water, washed his hands and asked, "How much grain was exchanged?"

There is no rice at home today, so we are counting on these grains to survive.

"Replaced some rice and corn flour." Ji Yang said, squatting down and taking out the cloth bag from the bamboo basket.

"It's pretty good." Ye Jiao was very satisfied and mixed it with some whole grains, which was enough for them to eat for half a month.

"I also bought three eggs." Ji Yang said.

"Eggs?" Ye Jiao frowned and raised her voice, "We don't have anything to eat, so why should we buy eggs?"

An egg can be exchanged for several days of rice. This is the only thing they can exchange for food. Is he going to make her angry to death?

"I haven't eaten for a long time." Ji Yang gently put the eggs on the ground and said, "I almost forgot the taste of eggs."

Ye Jiao originally wanted to scold him and ask him to take the eggs to the supply and marketing cooperative in exchange for some food, but she couldn't bear to see him like this.

Ji's chicken family has several chickens that can lay five or six eggs every day. In the past, Zhang Yan always left one for him to cook and eat.

"The stall is about to close, so I bought three for 15 cents. The eggs are relatively big, so it's still a good deal." Ji Yang said.

What's big?

What Ye Jiao was thinking was that since she bought it for 15 cents, she might be able to sell it for 20 or 30 cents tomorrow, so that she could buy more whole grains and eat them for a few more days.

The eggs are gone after eating them.

"Then forget it this time, don't buy it next time, we don't have money to eat eggs." Ye Jiao sighed, argued with him, and leaned over, "What else did you put in it?"

"Four and a half kilograms of mung beans, less than 60 cents per kilogram, cheap, right?" Ji Yang said with some pride as he opened the bag.

When Ye Jiao saw it, her first reaction was that it was cheap and full of luster. She realized it the next second and widened her eyes, "Where did you get the money to buy it?"

The money from selling the bamboo baskets was only enough to buy food, and it was already very difficult to buy three eggs.

"Sell the honey."

"What?!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Jiao's entire face turned pale.