After saying this, the salesperson muttered in a low voice: "Really, even a poor guy without a ticket dares to come to a department store."

Feng Qingxue was angry and wanted to argue with her, but she was afraid of being laughed at, so she turned around and left.

No tickets, no way to buy anything?

Feng Qingxue was so angry that she suddenly remembered what was mentioned in the information she read in the morning, and couldn't help but sigh.

She remembered that the 1960s and 1970s were the era of tickets, that is, many things required tickets in addition to money. You couldn't buy things if you had money but no tickets, and you couldn't buy anything if you had tickets but no money.

There were a lot of clothes and shoes in her space, some of which were worn by Feng Qingyun's age. Most of them did not conform to the aesthetics of this era.

The handmade shoes I bought at the market later fit the bill, but they were all new. Even if they met the current aesthetic, Feng Qingxue did not dare to let her sisters wear them. They were too eye-catching and could not explain the origin of the clothes and shoes.

She was ready, even if she bought new ones, she would make them old. If she couldn't buy them, she would use the ones in the space to make them old.

An old lady with a sallow complexion and simple but clean clothes saw the scene just now and felt that she couldn't bear it. She walked up to Feng Qingxue and kindly reminded her: "Girl, go to the old wardrobe table and ask if there are any old shoes." , old ones don’t need votes.”

Feng Qingxue asked curiously: "Do you have any second-hand ones?"

The old lady thought for a long time before she understood the meaning of second-hand and nodded.

"Some people follow the fashion and want to wear new clothes. If they don't have enough money, they will sell their old clothes at a lower price, and then use cloth tickets and money to buy new ones. But some people don't have tickets, so they will Go buy old clothes and shoes. This is called joy."

"Mom, thank you for the tip, I'll go take a look right now."

Feng Qingxue reached into her backpack, and with a thought, two steamed buns appeared in her hand. She took them out and quietly put them in the old lady's pocket.

The old lady was stunned for a moment, then put her hand on her pocket.

"Daughter..." Her lips moved and she felt the soft warmth under her hands. After all, she did not say any words of refusal, but just kept saying: "Thank you, my daughter, thank you, thank you."

With these two steamed buns, my grandson can have two more meals.

She knows better than anyone how precious fine grains are. Even in her own family, it is difficult for her grandson to eat white flour steamed buns.

With Feng Qingxue's eyes, Feng Qingxue could see that this old lady's life was more difficult and thinner than the old lady before, and the most difficult reason for everyone's poverty and thinness must be the lack of food, without exception.

Because of the kindness of the old lady, Feng Qingxue whispered as he passed by her: "Tomorrow I will go under the Red Army Bridge and want to exchange the thick and thin grains that I finally got for money and things that I don't have. "

The Red Army Bridge is a black market trading place in the county town, located in a relatively remote outskirts.

Mentioning the Red Army Bridge is equivalent to mentioning the black market.

The old lady was excited for a moment, her eyes flashed with joy, and then she hurried home.

Feng Qingxue stood there for a moment and found the second-hand clothes and shoes counter that the old man mentioned. As expected, there were old clothes hanging and old shoes on display. There were not many in number, and there were even fewer other old things.

The salesperson here also had a better attitude than the previous one. When Feng Qingxue came over, he stood up quickly with a smile on his face.

"What do you want to buy, gay?"

Feng Qingxue told her request, and the salesperson immediately took out a few children's clothes and shoes for her to choose from.

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