Traveling between the 70s and the modern world

In this era of underdeveloped communications, the post office was the only place where relatives could communicate.

Mailing letters, parcels and telegrams must be done at the post office.

Lin Qingyan came to the only post office in the town and walked in. There was only one staff member sitting behind the desk in the entire post office.

"Hello, comrade. I want to send a letter."

"There's letter paper over there. Come over and get the envelope when you're done. The postage is 8 cents, plus one piece of letter paper and one envelope, a total of 1 cents."

The post office clerk said this without even looking up.

"Thank you, comrade." Lin Qingyan walked to where the letter paper was placed and took a piece of letter paper.

"Comrade, can you lend me your pen?" Lin Qingyan looked around but didn't see a pen.

"You lost your pen again? You lose your pen every day..."

The staff member scratched his hair in annoyance, took out a stick from the drawer and handed it to Lin Qingyan.

He instructed: "When you finish writing, give me the notes. I will keep an eye on them."

Lin Qingyan nodded in agreement, took the pen and found a place to write a letter home.

He simply told his family about his recent situation, of course, all the good things, but he also briefly mentioned Wang Cheng's matter and told his family that he was going to marry someone in the village.

Lin Qingyan could imagine how crazy her mother would be after seeing this letter.

After sending the letter, I went to the supply and marketing cooperative again. There were a lot of people in the cooperative and it was very noisy.

The sales staff in the supply and marketing cooperatives of that era were very arrogant and often looked down on people who came to buy things. You could tell by the way they kept looking up at the sky.

Lin Qingyan didn't like coming to the supply and marketing cooperative. She used to have a strong sense of self-esteem, and she felt uncomfortable when she saw others looking at her with their eyes on the top of their heads.

But it doesn’t matter now. After seeing a more prosperous world, I realized how pitiful they are now.

I walked around the supply and marketing cooperative, but didn't see Wang Lanlan and the others. I guess they had already bought what they wanted.

Lin Qingyan only bought 2 kilograms of meat. This time there was a lot of fat, so some oil could be extracted. Adding some lard when cooking would make the dish more fragrant.

There weren't many things in the supply and marketing cooperative, and even with meat coupons, there were purchase limits.

Lin Qingyan thought of the black market. She had only heard of such a place before but had never been there.

She wanted to try her luck and sell the socks she brought with her. Although Wang Lanlan and the others wanted the socks,

But with the purchasing power of this era, people won’t buy just a few pairs. She now has 20 pairs of socks, and she can sell them for more than yuan.

The town at the foot of the mountain is not big, but the roads are well connected. However, except for the main road which is slightly wider, the other roads are not wide.

Compared with the town streets decades later, it is really incomparable. The difference is too great. Once compared, the prosperity and poverty are too obvious.

Lin Qingyan slowly wandered around a few streets, seeing a barber shop and a sewing machine shop.

Since she didn't see the black market, she could only walk slowly along the street since she had nothing to do anyway.

Lin Qingyan: There is another small alley in front, you can go in and take a look.

Suddenly, a fat figure ran out from the alley and soon ran past Lin Qingyan.

It was a man, carrying a large bamboo basket on his back, running as fast as he could, his body trembling with all the effort.

It is not easy to become so fat in this day and age.

Although the man was very fat, it did not affect his running speed at all. He quickly ran past Lin Qingyan.

At this time, two people with red armbands on their arms ran out of the alley.

"Stop, stop, don't run."

The two men chased after him and shouted, "If you run again, we will not show mercy. Now stand still and we will give you a lighter punishment. Wait and see what happens when we are caught."

Shouting like this, the fat man got scared and ran even faster.

He seemed to be very familiar with the terrain here. He turned into the alley in front, ran out from another alley after a while, and continued to go into the next alley.

After a while, the people chasing behind could no longer find the fat man and could only stop panting.

When she turned around and saw Lin Qingyan carrying a backpack, she glared at her fiercely: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Go home!" Lin Qingyan thought at this time,

The people wearing red armbands are from the patrol team. Maybe it feels too long ago in my previous life.

She had forgotten how powerful the patrol team was and had let down her guard. Seeing that these people didn't quickly move away, she just stood there stupidly.

Lin Qingyan quickly walked into the alley, away from their sight. Seeing that no one was following her, she slowed down and walked slowly into the alley.

We walked two more alleys until we reached the end of the alley.

I found a small forest of trees and saw a few people acting suspiciously around it. Some were carrying or slinging baskets and walking into the forest, while others were coming out in a hurry.

She thought this must be the black market.

As soon as Lin Qingyan walked into the woods, she found that there were many people buying and selling, but they didn't have much and were only in groups of three or four.

Some people were talking in low voices, probably asking about prices. Some had baskets filled with vegetables grown in their own private plots at home, which they were exchanging for some pocket money.

Lin Qingyan walked around and observed.

Some of them were vegetables grown at home, and a small amount of grain, including corn, sweet potatoes, potatoes, etc. Only a few baskets contained eggs.

He found a place, put down the backpack, and reached his hand into the covered backpack. In fact, he put the socks brought back from the future world into the backpack from the space.

At this time, an aunt looked at her, a young girl.

He stepped forward and asked quietly, "Girl, what are you selling?"

"Sister, I sell socks."

Lin Qingyan also answered in a low voice, and while answering, she took out a pair of socks from the backpack and handed them to her eldest sister.

"Hey, these socks are of good quality. They look better than those sold at the supply and marketing cooperative. Girl, how many pairs of these socks do you have? How much are they?"

The two elder sisters asked with shining eyes.

"My relative brought these from the south. They're 1.5 yuan a pair." Lin Qingyan replied with a smile.

"Girl, you are selling things dishonestly. This price is much more expensive than the supply and marketing cooperative."

The eldest sister looked at the innocent-looking girl in front of her and asked for a very high price when selling things.

"Sister, the supply and marketing cooperative has limited quantities of goods, some require tickets, and the quality is also much worse.

Look at the quality, it’s much better than the nylon socks sold at the supply and marketing cooperative, and a pair of socks can be worn for a long time.” Lin Qingyan was promoting the product.

"Too expensive, can you buy a pair cheaper? One dollar a pair?"

"Big sister, these are socks I brought back from the south. One dollar a pair is definitely not enough. The lowest price is one dollar and fourteen dollars a pair."

Lin Qingyan reached out and took the socks back from the woman's hand.

"Hey, girl, I haven't said I don't want to buy it yet, so I'll take it back now. One dollar and twenty dollars for a pair, okay?"

The woman in front of him snatched the socks back from Lin Qingyan.

"Sister, I only have a few pairs to sell. The rest have been divided among my family. I just want to get some pocket money."

"Then I'll buy two pairs, 1.20 a pair is okay!" The woman had already taken money out of her pocket.

Lin Qingyan had in mind a price of about RMB 1.20 per pair, and the two quickly reached an agreement and sold two pairs.

While the woman was buying, two more people came over and bought a pair each.

Maybe the quality of the socks was really good. More than ten pairs of socks were sold out within an hour, and Lin Qingyan didn't plan to sell the remaining ones.

I wandered around the black market again, but didn't find what I wanted.

Seeing that it was almost time, he walked towards where Master Zhao parked his ox cart.