Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Zhang Xiuhua's home has three rooms. In fact, in order to keep warm, the villagers would squeeze into one room, but she doesn't like to sleep with too many people. So everyone sleeps on their own kang. At least three tons of firewood must be burned to get through the winter.

Zhang Xiuhua did some calculations. Three tons, all delivered to Yongding Village, would cost 45 yuan. This was not a small sum. No wonder Zhou Pandi said that the coal they bought every year could not last a winter.

Li Jianguo only gave her 79.80 yuan before leaving, and she spent a few yuan on fruit, leaving only 70 yuan.

She had 267 of her own money, which was enough to buy coal, but she couldn't empty her own private money.

She also didn't want the children to be cold, especially Jidong and the others who were born in the south, and they certainly couldn't stand the severe cold in the north. Alas, at that time, she only thought about feeding the children, but didn't think about the heating problem. It's true that only one end of the sugar cane is sweet.

She still has to make money.

So when she lay on the kang at night, she began to take inventory of the things in the space.

Electrical appliances are the most valuable, but they cannot be taken out.

She could only take what was available at that time. For example, food, Zhang Xiuhua stared at the piece of meat, meat was a best-seller at that time, and the supply was in short supply.

Fruits are also hard to come by. Cherries, apples, oranges, and durians are the four things you can’t take. Cherries and durians are not available in China. You can take more apples and oranges.

As for vegetables like greens, potatoes, sweet potatoes, tofu, eggs, and fresh corn, the greens, potatoes, and sweet potatoes were all not worth the money. There was no need to take them. She could take tofu and eggs.

In addition to vegetables, she can also sell condiments, such as soy sauce, vinegar, salt and oil.

In addition, she could also sell cloth. Cloth was in short supply at that time, especially in the Northeast where staple food was grown, and cotton had to be shipped from Xinjiang or the south, so supplies were in short supply.

But the fabrics in this space are so good that most of them cannot be taken out. So she came up with the idea of ​​a four-piece bed set. It is made of pure cotton and has a checkered pattern. Although it does not conform to the current mainstream aesthetic of large flowers, people at this time are not picky. Just buy whatever you have.

Thinking of cloth, she thought of shoes. Oh, and she also had a few pairs of cotton shoes. They were made of leather on the outside, velvet on the inside, and had wool insoles. These could be sold for at least ten yuan.

She looked at the study room, where an old-fashioned sewing machine was placed. Sometimes when she was bored, she would set up a stall at the entrance of the community to help people repair things and earn some pocket money. This also added some fun to her retirement life.

The four big items were popular in the 1970s, so this sewing machine should be very valuable.

Thinking of the four major items, she thought of bicycles. There was also a car in the space, but it was a tricycle. She liked to ride the tricycle to buy groceries. She was old, and the tricycle was more stable and not easy to fall.

In addition to bicycles, there are also watches. However, they are not the mechanical watches popular in the 1970s, but electronic watches, which were not available at that time and could not be taken out.

As for a radio? I don't have one. Who doesn't have a smartphone in 30 years?

After she sorted them out, she decided to take out three things: a sewing machine, cloth and cotton shoes.

She had no problem selling other things, but she couldn't bite off more than she could chew. She couldn't sell so many things at once, lest she arouse suspicion.

It was just that this sewing machine was not easy to sell. If someone caught her speculating and profiteering, she wouldn't even have time to run away. So she had to find a buyer first, and then arrange a time to deliver the machine.

After making up her mind, Zhang Xiuhua filtered the sweet potato flour again the next day and gave Zhuzhu to Jidong to take care of. Baolin and Youcai were responsible for cooking, and the other children were responsible for washing vegetables and fetching water.

In order to keep them working, she also promised, "When I come back, I will reward each of you with a Gala fruit."

The children happily responded.

Zhang Xiuhua rode her bicycle to the alley again. She didn't rush in. Instead, she found a place to put on her hat, reshaped her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil, pushed her bike over, paid the entrance fee, and then took out the sign she had written in her space last night from her pocket.

The pockets were stuffed with cloth and shoes.

Mainly cloth, she only had two pairs of shoes. Last night before going to bed, she remembered that there was only one size for shoes: 38, which was not easy to choose.

She untied the bag, revealing the cloth and shoes, and hung the wooden sign on the handlebars so that passers-by could see it clearly.

At that time, a sewing machine cost about 100 to 250 yuan, and you also needed twenty industrial tickets or one sewing machine ticket.

Zhang Xiuhua doesn't need a ticket, and her sewing machine is 90% new. She wants two hundred yuan, so someone should be tempted.

Before long, someone came over and asked about the price of the cloth.

This cloth is of better quality than the ones sold now. The color is also plain and won't fade.

Zhang Xiuhua had also run a small business and knew how to sell products. After her sales pitch, almost everyone who asked about the price bought one. Her prices were not cheap. A piece of cloth (2000*2300) was sold for ten yuan.

At that time, the price of cotton cloth was 1.2 yuan per meter, and cloth coupons were required. On the black market, it was 3 yuan per meter. She sold it directly for 10 yuan, not retailing, not tearing it apart, but selling it as a whole.

Even so, many people are tempted by seeing such good cloth.

Some people didn't take that much money, so they hurried home to get it.

"Why are your cloths all of the same pattern?"

Zhang Xiuhua was amused to see her picking up the cloth. "There aren't many kinds of cloth to choose from in the supply and marketing cooperative. This cloth was brought from a big city. Our supply and marketing cooperative doesn't have it."

"It's just too plain. Not suitable for marriage."

Zhang Xiuhua's heart skipped a beat. She had only thought about saving trouble last night, but she had not thought that she was buying cloth for the wedding. She should have taken apart her quilt cover, which had a bright red background with green flowers. But it was too late now, so she smiled and said, "This cloth can be directly torn into clothes, more than enough to make a few jackets."

The lady probably planned the same thing, she smiled and said, "Give me a bed."

Zhang Xiuhua smiled, handed one to her directly, and asked her if she wanted shoes.

The old lady asked about the size, it was size 38, too small, she curled her lips.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't think twice about it. At worst she could just keep the shoes for herself.

Someone nearby asked, "Why are your shoes only available in size 38?"

"Just two pairs. You see, the outside is leather and the inside is fleece. They're very warm to wear in winter." Zhang Xiuhua showed them the shoes, which had thick fur inside.

These aunties and grannies were all very tempted, but the size was too small.

"You can buy it for your daughter. She's grown up now, and when she meets someone, she should dress decently so that she won't be bullied by her in-laws."

When she said this, someone was really tempted. He bargained with Zhang Xiuhua, "Eight dollars a pair, I'll buy it."

Zhang Xiuhua shook her head. She had bought the shoes for 380 yuan, but she felt she was losing money selling them for 10 yuan. She might as well wear them herself if she sold them for 8 yuan.

Seeing that she refused, the lady gritted her teeth and bought it.

When the sheets were almost sold out, another lady took a fancy to the shoes and touched them lovingly, "These shoes are well made. Where did you get them?"

"I got it from a big city." Zhang Xiuhua boasted.

The old lady nodded and finally decided to buy it.

After paying, I was about to leave, but when I saw she was still selling sewing machines, I turned back and asked, "Two hundred?"

"Yes! 90% new." Zhang Xiuhua put away the bag at the back. It was empty. Only the sewing machine was left.

It's not that no one has asked about the sewing machine, but at this time, you have to look before you choose. She only has a piece of wood, and everyone is unsure.

The lady nodded and said, "My neighbor's daughter is getting married, and she was saving up industrial coupons to buy a sewing machine for her daughter as a dowry. But the supply and marketing cooperative has been out of stock. If you have one, you can go to her."

Zhang Xiuhua was delighted. She asked for the address and quickly left the alley on her bicycle.