The Age of Rebirth: Lazy Man’s Hot Daughter-in-law Has Space

While no one was paying attention, she also fished out a backpack from the space, which was one of the few given by Liu Qingshan.

Everyone else wore hats, and she also took a scarf to wrap her head and face.

Everyone carried their backpacks and walked slowly into the alley one by one. No one talked to anyone. Some of them were obviously acquaintances, and they spoke in low voices.

On a dusty street along the river, there are stalls set up under street lamps. Each person puts a piece of cloth in front of him and puts a basket behind him.

Liang Xiaonan looked at the things on the cloth, but she was also very surprised. Some of them had rouge, eyebrow pencil, and even lipstick in front of them. It seemed that she had never seen these cosmetics in the supply and marketing cooperative, except for cream.

There are some fabrics in front of some stalls, not the kind of printed and dyed fabrics she wears, but woven fabrics. There are not many on the stalls, just a sample.

Some also put a book, which is more courageous. Now, books are not popular, and private transactions are also prohibited.

She went around a lot, and many things can be bought in the supply and marketing cooperatives, but the transactions here are relatively free, and you can buy more if you have money. The price is also determined by both parties, and there is no fixed guide price.

"Is there any garlic?"

Seeing that Liang Xiaonan was a new face, several people with backpacks asked.

Liang Xiaonan shook her head. Since she came in, more than a dozen people have asked her if she has any garlic. Garlic is so in demand?

In the street, a man in blue overalls and a cap guards a sewing machine. There is a woman next to her, holding a pair of large scissors in her hand, cutting clothes for people at the booth.

A young girl handed the clothes to the woman: "Help me make the trousers smaller and make the clothes waistline."

Women seem to be used to it. Holding a ruler, they measured the circumference of young women. They moved very quickly, making the trousers a circle smaller, and stretching the waistline of the jacket.

"50 cents."

"Three cents, your trousers are not much smaller, I can't see the change."

"Comrade, you can't wear pants with small cuffs, and you're not allowed to change them. If you want to change them, you can only go to this extent."

The young woman said: "I come here to take the money to buy something I am satisfied with. You can just change the size with the money."

The woman still persuaded: "If you make the trousers smaller now, you will see that your butt is bigger and your waistline is bigger. These are not in line with the requirements when you wear them. Think about it yourself?"

"Think about it, just change it."

The man took it, stepped on the sewing machine to sew the thread, and then hemmed it, and it will be ready in a while.

Liang Xiaonan now understands, no wonder everyone wears straight-leg pants with a big crotch, and the clothes are also fat and fat. It turns out that there are restrictions on the trousers and waistline.

People who came with baskets on their backs, some carried food, and some carried vegetables. The basic way of trading was barter, and some used money.

This is a semi-public black market. Everyone knows about it, but they don't dare to make it too public. The county probably knows about it, but they didn't resist it.

Liang Xiaonan was not in the mood to look at things like lipstick and rouge. She was more interested in books.

Since she came to Blue Star, if she hadn't been so busy raising fish and growing potatoes, she would have gone crazy.

There are no TV sets or computers, let alone mobile phones! Thinking about her previous life, she couldn’t live without her mobile phone for even a minute. She used her mobile phone to read the news, used her mobile phone for social platforms, used her mobile phone for shopping, swiped Alipay and WeChat, and even used her mobile phone for health codes and itinerary codes.

It's hard to move without a mobile phone.

Now, what is a mobile phone?

Dakeng Village is not even connected to electricity.

What's more, there are no books!

Blue Star is not the Earth, but many activities are very similar to the Earth, with a similarity of more than 80%. Now I don’t read or study, the books are gone, the bookstore is gone, the spirit is extremely empty and boring!

She has to go and see how the books are exchanged.

Walking to the bookstall, pointing at the book like others did, "Take a look."

The owner of the stall was a tall and thick man, who seemed to have nothing to do with book culture.

"How much?"

"Let's see the goods."

"It's all classic."

"Look at the goods first."

The man put the books on the floor in his back basket and collected the stalls. After finally meeting someone who wanted to read, he had to cherish and hold on to it.

Picking up the basket and walking forward, Liang Xiaonan followed him, and quickly walked around two streets. In the darkness by the side of the road, there was a man wearing a hat, glasses, and a raincoat. Liang Xiaonan almost laughed. In order to sell a book, Really like a man in a set.

The stall owner didn't say much, pointing to the basket behind the glasses and asked Liang Xiaonan to take a look, and he let out the wind vigilantly at the intersection.

The glasses opened the basket, and Liang Xiaonan looked at it, feeling very excited, "Historical Records", "Book of the Later Han Dynasty", "Journey to the West", "Fengshen Romance", "Shi Wupi", "Mirror Flowers" ... and even Jin Ping Mei.

There is also a foreign fable mixed in, this kind of book is most suitable for Liang Xiaobei to read.

The books don't look too shabby, and they are relatively well preserved. There are no pirated editions in this era, and they are all hard-printed editions.

"How to sell it?" Liang Xiaonan planned to have it all.

Books are priceless treasures,

The glasses didn't hold much hope. There was just a very young girl in front of her, and she didn't look like a rich person.

"Take whatever you want, 10 yuan for a copy." He himself was a little embarrassed, 10 yuan for a book, which is really similar to grabbing.

"There are a total of 20 books in the basket, and 200 yuan." Glasses said in a low voice, "No bargaining."

"Grandpa, isn't 200 yuan too expensive?" She saw the back of the printed book, and the price was very low, basically a few cents.

Although the glasses made him a man in a suit, Liang Xiaonan estimated that he was a middle-aged and elderly man, 50 years old or older, from the sound of his voice and his pace.

Glasses said: "Or, you can exchange it with food. Alas, it seems that you have no food."

"How to change food?"

"Do you have food?" There was surprise in the voice of the glasses, "If you have rice, you can exchange 2 catties of rice for 1 book, and you can get 40 catties of rice for these. If you have soybeans, you can exchange 1 catty of soybeans for 1 book. Just give me 20 catties of soybeans."

Although the glasses were always hidden in the shadows, but there was longing in his tone and a hint of rebelliousness. Liang Xiaonan roughly guessed his identity in his heart, at least he was a literati who loved books.

"Grandpa, I have soybeans. I can exchange them with you." As soon as she finished speaking, her glasses bent down excitedly and asked, "Do you have soybeans?"

"Well, old man, it shouldn't be so difficult to buy soybeans in the city, right?"

"Isn't it hard to buy? You can't buy it at all. I can't get soybeans in the whole Caoxiaoyuan County. My son is dying..." Glasses said excitedly, "The doctor told my son to eat soybeans, but I can't buy soybeans."

Liang Xiaonan showed him the pannier: "I'm bringing soybeans, take a look."

Grabbing the glasses, looking at the full-grained soybeans, he excitedly pulled off the scarf on his face, and covered his face in a panic.

Put a few in your mouth. Although the soybeans are raw, the mouth is full of bean fragrance, sweet and fluid.

He said excitedly: "Exchange, exchange, if you still have soybeans, and I have some good books, I will exchange them for you."

The two were talking, and the strong man ran over from the street, picked up the basket, and said to the glasses, "Fifth Grandpa, hurry up, the patrol team is here."