Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

"Big sister, can you make it cheaper?"

When Lin Qingyan heard the price of 90 yuan, she felt very distressed. In their time, 90 yuan was enough to build a house with a large front and back yard and several rooms.

She could only buy a few pieces of clothing here, but when she thought about her tomatoes and cucumbers, she felt lucky because her space was all money, so she decided to be generous and not bargain.

"Girl, I'm giving you a preferential price because you're honest in your shopping. I'm charging you the price of a short-sleeved shirt for a long-sleeved shirt."

The stall owner looked at the girl's double-breasted socks that had turned a little pale from washing, and finally took two pairs of socks and put them in the bag.

"I'll give you two more pairs of socks. Wear them well and come back next time."

"Thank you, boss!" Lin Qingyan paid the money happily.

The clothes I bought were put into the backpack, and the roast duck was also placed in the basket.

I counted the money I spent tonight, a total of 105 yuan. I earned a total of 160 yuan in these two times, and there is 55 yuan left.

Lin Qingyan looked at the time. It was past 9 o'clock, but the number of people on the street remained the same. Instead, it was increasing.

I continued walking forward and came to an old man’s stall.

This stall felt very familiar to Lin Qingyan. She looked at the cloth shoes, insoles, slippers, sandals, vests, pajamas, socks, etc. displayed on the stall.

She was a little teary-eyed, as she had finally found a product that was similar to her era.

But the quality seems to be much better than theirs.

Lin Qingyan looked at the words written on the cardboard in front of the stall: Socks 10 yuan for 5 pairs, insoles 10 yuan for 5 pairs, slippers 10 yuan for 2 pairs, sandals 10 yuan a pair, vest 10 yuan a piece, pajamas 1 yuan a set.

"Uncle, are these socks really 10 yuan for 5 pairs?" Lin Qingyan asked the stall owner in disbelief.

The old man nodded: "It's pure cotton, there are men's and women's styles, all 10 yuan for 5 pairs, little girl, take it yourself."

"Thank you, sir!" Lin Qingyan said and squatted down to choose. In fact, there was nothing good to choose, and there were no patterns.

But Lin Qingyan still carefully selected 20 pairs of socks.

"Girl, I'll give you two more pairs!"

"Thank you, sir. Your products are good and cheap. I will come back again. Your business must be very good!"

Lin Qingyan is good at being sweet and coaxing people.

"Hahaha, it's just a small business, just to kill the old man's time, but most of the customers are regulars."

The stall owner was also very happy. It was rare that a little girl was willing to chat with him.

Lin Qingyan was thinking in her heart, the socks in their supply and marketing cooperative are nylon, and they cost more than one yuan a pair, and they have to rely on snatching.

The supply and marketing cooperative doesn’t have any pure cotton socks. These are pure cotton, much more comfortable to wear than nylon ones, and they only cost a little over one dollar a pair here.

She felt that she had found a way to make money. She could buy the socks and sell them. She could buy things from this era and sell them in her era. The money she earned could be used for her to spend in her era.

Wow, Lin Qingyan applauded herself in her mind, she is really smart.

After thinking about it for a while and looking at other things on the stall, Lin Qingyan wanted to buy a pair of slippers for herself.

"Uncle, do you have the old style of these slippers?"

But the slippers on the stalls were made of a material she had never seen before, and she was a little hesitant to buy some to wear in the 70s.

"Old model? Older than these? Do you want plastic ones?"

The stall owner looked at the girl in front of him with great curiosity.

"Yes, yes, do you have those plastic sandals?" Lin Qingyan nodded quickly.

"Girl, you have good taste! Hahaha." The stall owner laughed.

Lin Qingyan was a little confused. Why did he laugh?

"When I was young, plastic sandals were popular. They were cheap and comfortable to wear. Unfortunately, they are not that cheap now."

"What do you mean there are no cheap ones?" Lin Qingyan asked when she didn't understand.

"Girl, don't you go online? I heard my granddaughter complaining a while ago that the plastic sandals she wore when she was a child are now only made by some international brand, and they are said to sell for several thousand yuan a pair."

It's unbearable for the old man to see people who know less about trends than him, enthusiastically talking about gossip they heard on the Internet.

Lin Qingyan was dumbfounded and finally had to give up the idea of ​​buying sandals.

Finally, Lin Qingyan went back reluctantly, holding the only 15 yuan left in her pocket.

I returned to the abandoned house on the mountain and entered the space again from the house.

I put most of the things I bought today in the house on the right side of the space, and took a piece of underwear and a few pairs of socks out of the space.

Back to the 1970s, the night was extremely quiet, with no other sounds except the chirping of insects outside.

It is in stark contrast to the times decades later. If I hadn’t brought the things I bought with me, it would have really seemed like a dream.

Silent all night.

The next day, Lin Qingyan got up early and prepared to go to the market. By the way, she went to the legendary black market to see if she could sell the socks she bought in the future world and exchange them for daily necessities.

After Lin Qingyan finished her breakfast, she put the things she had packed last night in her backpack and prepared to go out.

I looked at the backpack a little hesitantly. It would be hard to explain if others saw me carrying these things out.

It would be great if I could take and put things in the space at any time without having to enter it.

As I was thinking this, in the blink of an eye, the things I had just placed in the backpack suddenly disappeared, vanished.

Lin Qingyan was a little dumbfounded, but she couldn't help screaming in her heart. It would be great if her idea came true.

Thinking of this, she quickly slipped into the space and found the socks in the yard of the space.

Lin Qingyan was pleasantly surprised, this was really great.

In this way, the vegetables in the space can be taken to the town to sell at any time. If you work hard, you can definitely earn start-up capital during the reform and opening up.

Lin Qingyan, full of expectations, carried an empty backpack with a piece of cloth covering it so that others could not see whether there was anything inside.

I opened the door and walked towards the town. When I reached the east entrance of the village, I saw the village's ox cart waiting for people at the entrance of the village. There were several people sitting in the cart.

There are a few cows in the village, but in this era cows can only be collective property.

The people in the cowshed were responsible for raising the cows. Every time there was a market, Mr. Zhao from the village would be in charge of driving the cart, and he would charge 5 cents per person.

"Second Master, is there any room in the car?" Lin Qingyan walked forward and asked. She didn't want to walk to the town on foot, so she decided to save some energy to explore the world decades later.

"Girl, there are still two seats left!" Master Zhao blew on his hand.

“It’s getting colder.”

"That's right. It was so hot during the autumn harvest some time ago, but now it feels cold after just a few days."

"Yes, I want to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things for the winter." Several aunts in the car started chatting.

"Little Lin, the educated youth, sit here." Wang Lanlan, the daughter of the village chief, waved to Lin Qingyan.

"Sister Lanlan, are you going to the market too?"

Lin Qingyan looked at the enthusiastic Wang Lanlan, walked over, took the backpack off and held it in her arms, sat next to Wang Lanlan, and greeted everyone on the ox cart with a smile.

"Yes, my mother asked me to go to the supply and marketing cooperative with my second aunt to buy things." Wang Lanlan answered and asked, "Xiao Lin, the educated youth, are you alone?"

"Sister Lanlan, you can just call me by my name. Lin Qingyan, Xiaolin or Qingyan are all fine."

Lin Qingyan looked at Wang Lanlan with a smile.

"Okay! Then I'll call you Xiaolin. You're such an interesting person. No wonder my mom said you're the smartest and most reasonable among the educated youth." Wang Lanlan

"Auntie, if you really praise me like that, I'll be proud." Lin Qingyan replied with a smile.

"Really, but my dad also said..." Wang Lanlan looked at the smiling Lin Qingyan and hesitated to speak.