Due to special circumstances, private buying and selling is strictly prohibited under normal circumstances.

People could buy whatever they wanted by using coupons at the supply and marketing cooperative.

But large markets are an exception.

This market was only recently reopened last year. It's a gathering place for several nearby brigades, and it's usually held once a month.

In the market, individual buying and selling is still not allowed, but exchanging is permitted.

For example, if someone has extra eggs at home, they can take the eggs to the market during the market day and exchange them for daily necessities that they lack.

Of course, at this time, resources were generally scarce, and the market was mostly filled with handmade products made from local materials.

Gu Qingsong walked forward with a smile, naturally blocking Lin An'an's gaze from the yard, and reached into the box to take an ice pop and eat it.

"The items at the market are all brought by villagers from nearby areas; there's everything, and it's different every time."

Lin An'an asked with some anticipation, "So it's like trying your luck?"

Gu Qingsong nodded and said, "Yes, the old ginseng at home was something I got by trading it with someone at a market."

"Wow~"

Lin An'an was genuinely surprised.

It was her first time going to the market, and she thought it would be like what she had seen in short videos in her previous life, selling pots, pans and homemade food.

Surprisingly, there are even rare things like wild ginseng for sale.

Lin An'an's anticipation for the market instantly soared, and she secretly resolved that she would definitely take the time to browse and find some great deals when she got there.

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Upon arriving at the market, Lin An'an discovered that her ideals were far from reality...

Based on Gu Qingsong's description, Lin An'an had already imagined the market as a mysterious trading place like those in a magical world.

She had expected to find many strange and unusual things here, but in reality, it was just an ordinary market.

This event was not as full of hidden talents as I had imagined, and it didn't even reach the scale of the short videos.

All the markets I've ever seen on my phone were brimming with the vibrant atmosphere of everyday life.

Besides stalls selling daily necessities, there was also a wide variety of food that made one's mouth water.

There are steaming hot buns with thin skins and generous fillings; delicious and fragrant dumplings with a variety of fillings, every bite tastes like home; and crispy and flavorful jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes) with plenty of toppings...

Those delicious, affordable, and high-quality foods are irresistible, even through videos.

But the simple market in front of us is just a wide dirt road, with villagers sitting or squatting scattered on both sides of the road.

The villager had no plan at all; a few small items were scattered haphazardly in front of him.

Aside from some locally produced eggs and dried vegetables, there are mostly homemade consumables.

Some people only had a stack of a few chipped and broken bowls in front of them, thinking that if someone took a liking to them, they could exchange them for a basket to take home and carry their things.

Let alone wild ginseng, there's very little to eat.

However, there were many people, coming and going, and the sounds of lively bargaining filled the air.

Lin An'an felt somewhat helpless, but upon further reflection, she found it quite reasonable.

After all, people are not wealthy at this time, and private buying and selling is not allowed, so it is impossible for people to specially purchase large quantities of goods to sell at the market.

Even if they had the means, they wouldn't openly sell their wares at the market.

Isn't that just blatantly waiting for someone to report it?

For ordinary people, the most likely way to obtain goods is to save up money and buy them from a supply and marketing cooperative.

But people who have finally saved up enough money and coupons to buy things at the supply and marketing cooperative are unlikely to take them to the market and resell them cheaply unless they are crazy.

In this way, all we can do is take out broken pots and pans that we don't need anymore.

Those who can afford to sell food at the market are usually from well-off families with some financial means.

Good things may indeed exist, but they are rare and hard to come by.

However, as Lin An'an slowly strolled forward with the crowd, she did see some things that interested her.

"Like this?"

Seeing Lin An'an stop and stand in front of a stall, staring intently, Gu Qingsong smiled and asked.

Lin An'an nodded with bright eyes, then squatted down and picked up the item to examine it closely.

This is a bamboo weaving stall, and the stall owner is a withered little old man.

The stall had a wide variety of items, including baskets, straw hats, and many different kinds of bamboo woven trinkets.

The stall owner's craftsmanship was superb. No matter the size of the items on the stall, everything was woven exquisitely, and in Lin An'an's eyes, they could even be considered works of art.

"My dear daughter, feel free to look around. If you see anything you like, just tell your uncle."

The old man sat to one side, never idle for a moment, weaving baskets with bamboo while waiting for guests.

Seeing Lin An'an stop in front of his stall, he greeted her cheerfully.

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