Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

As a time traveler, she understood that in this era, there were upright and kind people, but there were also many people who hated others and laughed at others.

She didn't want to be hated in public, so it wouldn't hurt to speak in a high-sounding tone at the right time, but she had to show her attitude first.

Especially since the next decade or so will be a time of turmoil, she needs to establish herself as an upright military child in order to cope with the impending social chaos.

After saying goodbye to the enthusiastic people at the meat stall, Han Zhaozhao put the lard wrapped in oil paper into the basket and continued to stroll around the vegetable market.

To the right of the pork stall are stalls selling beef and mutton, to the left are stalls selling pickles, soy products and cooked food, to the east are stalls selling non-staple foods, fruits and vegetables, and in the very center are stalls selling fish and live poultry.

There were more customers lining up in front of the stalls selling soy products, cooked food, and fish than at the meat stalls, and the lines were winding like a dragon's tail.

At the stall selling chicken, duck, fish and eggs, a long row of cement platforms were filled with various eggs, chicken cages, duck cages, and a tiled fish pond with water splashing around. Both freshwater fish and marine fish were sold.

Baskets full of hairtail, Spanish mackerel and yellow croaker emit bursts of fishy smell. The goods are so abundant!

The sales clerks all had smiles on their faces and had a good service attitude. They did not show the arrogance and overbearing attitude described in later novels.

The market was very busy. "How much are you going to pay?"

"Let me weigh you."

"Your change, keep it!"

"Please, please!"

Most of what Han Zhaozhao heard were the respectful voices of the old capital's people. People were busy and peaceful; the old capital was still a place where most people paid attention to their manners.

Han Zhaozhao took a look around and found that there were plenty of goods in the market. Except for some scarce goods that needed to be purchased in limited quantities, pork, beef and mutton required meat tickets, while other side dishes and vegetables did not require tickets.

Although the variety of vegetables was not as numerous as in later generations, they were arranged into pleasing patterns by the dedicated salesmen.

Han Zhaozhao queued up to buy fifty chicken eggs, twenty duck eggs, and six goose eggs.

Chicken eggs cost three cents each, and I spent one dollar and fifty cents. Duck eggs cost four cents each, and I spent eighty cents. Goose eggs were the most expensive, five cents each, and I spent thirty cents.

There were live fish, chickens and ducks for sale in the market. Han Zhaozhao bought too many things to carry them all, and there were too many people to put them all into the space, so he could only take a few more glances and walked back reluctantly.

The market is very large and L-shaped as a whole. It is built like a train station waiting room. In this era, it is definitely the best in the country and a very high-end place.

The market not only has a complete range of poultry, eggs, fish and meat, but also a rich variety of seasonal vegetables, dried vegetables, grains and oils, as well as non-staple foods and local products from all over the country and a small amount of marine fish and seafood.

What was even more surprising was that this market also sold tobacco, alcohol, sugar, tea and various non-staple foods and foreign goods. Han Zhaozhao also saw two blond-haired, white-skinned foreigners picking fruits in the market.

Han Zhaozhao curiously followed the big-nosed foreigner to the fruit stall and bought two apples, two large white pears and a small handful of strawberries.

Apples were 20 cents a pound, white pears were 16 cents a pound, and strawberries were the most expensive. I heard that they were grown in a greenhouse set up by an agricultural cooperative in the suburbs. They were not as big as the later varieties, and their appearance was not as good as the later milk strawberries. They were 60 cents a pound, almost as expensive as a pound of pork, and not many people bought them.

"Whose child is this? Such a spendthrift! Can an ordinary family like us eat these strawberries?"

"That's right. I think he must have been greedy and bought it secretly without telling his parents.

So, you can’t let your children do the shopping. If they can’t handle it, they will waste the money and it will be too late to give them a beating when they get home!”

Han Zhaozhao spent fifty-eight cents on three kinds of fruits, which was very eye-catching. After buying the fruits, she hurried out despite the surprised eyes of the people around her.

They had to leave, the looks in their eyes were too scary! If someone didn't know, they would think Han Zhaozhao had stolen their money to buy snacks!

She couldn't even remember how many years it had been since she had been looked at like this.

In the past life, spending a lot of money would only make people envious and jealous, but not despised or angry.

She didn't spend their family's money, so is it necessary to look at her like a bad kid? And beat her up? If you have the time to mind your own business, go home and beat your own child!

It's really like a dog trying to catch a mouse!

Han Zhaozhao pouted and turned back angrily. She decided to go home first and come back tomorrow.

If you have the guts, come and watch me tomorrow! She protected the basket in her arms and squeezed out of the vegetable market with great effort.

When you exit the South Gate, you'll see a row of food stalls at the entrance, selling fried dough sticks, sesame cakes, steamed buns, and stewed food. All kinds of aromas fill the air.

By the way, there is a food factory next to the market. Here, you can smell a strong milky aroma, which must be the result of freshly baked biscuits or bread.

There were too many people. Han Zhaozhao discovered that those eating breakfast at the snack stands outside were all old men and uncles, but there were no women at all.

Occasionally, one or two little kids would come out with the adults. She didn't dare to show off anymore and quickly turned around and went home.

Without even bothering to look at the roadside grocery stores, food stores, clothing stores and other shops that were full of traces of the times, Han Zhaozhao quickly ran back home.

As soon as you enter the door, turn around and lock it.

She carried the basket and ran straight to the main room, put the duck and goose eggs she had carefully selected into the space, then found a flashlight and shone it on the chicken eggs, picked out ten of them with black spots inside and put them into the space, preparing to hatch the eggs herself.

In her previous life, she had hatched chicks and ducklings in the space. The space had this intelligent function! With the space and fresh eggs, she believed that she would soon have a large flock of chickens, ducks and geese.

At the latest in February or March after the New Year, the poultry in her space will start laying eggs, and her family will no longer have to spend money on buying eggs.

Now that we have eggs, we won’t have to worry about their offspring!

Chickens, ducks and geese are hatched and eggs are laid. Then the birds lay eggs, the eggs give birth to birds, and the eggs give birth to birds, and the descendants are endless!

Even in difficult times, her family could not lack eggs, duck eggs and goose eggs, and they could not lack chicken, duck and goose meat to eat.

Han Zhaozhao couldn't help laughing as he picked up strawberry seeds with a toothpick and put them into the petri dish while dreaming of a delicious meal.

After picking out the seeds, the five strawberries became torn and juicy, a horrible sight.

In the past, no matter how delicious the strawberries were, she would throw them into the chicken and duck pen to feed the chickens and ducks.

But now, she was not so particular. She just rinsed it with water and put it into her mouth to eat it in just a few bites.

After eating, I smacked my lips: Although this strawberry is small and not very sweet, it tastes like strawberry!

It’s a pity that there is too little, not even enough to fill the gaps between teeth!

But with the seeds, she would have an endless supply of strawberries to eat. These seeds were larger and fuller than those of later generations, so it should be no problem to cultivate seedlings.

Han Zhaozhao fetched river water to wash the seeds several times, and then soaked them in space water, preparing to wait for the seeds to absorb the spiritual energy of the space before coming in at night to sow and cultivate the seedlings.

She hesitated for a moment before cutting the two apples and large white pear to get the seeds, and planted them immediately.

Thinking about how rare fruits are nowadays and the fact that the old lady hasn't been willing to eat a single bite of fruit this year, Han Zhaozhao decided to save some for her grandmother to eat together after get off work in the evening.

Since people eat fruits and not seeds, she paid close attention to it. When she ate the fruits, she secretly saved the seeds and planted them in the space, which would not delay the growth of seedlings and the production of fruits.

Putting the apples and pears back into the basket, Han Zhaozhao carried the piece of fat meat and the remaining eggs and left the space.

Han Zhaozhao opened the kitchen cupboard, locked everything inside, and prepared to make lunch.

What should she do? She was a little worried. A good woman can't cook without rice!

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