The first thousand and nineteenth chapter department store

"Well, that little master, how much is the repair cost?" Lao Li remembered the money he had to pay, and asked quickly. At the same time, he was uneasy, knowing that the man who repairs the TV needs a lot of money.

"Five yuan."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't want too much, but five yuan at this time can buy more than ten catties of pork!

"Hahaha, thank you little master, thank you little master!"

Old Li Lisuo gave five yuan, then turned off the TV in the eyes of the little girl, unplugged the power, and walked away holding the TV.

He wouldn't be too expensive even for ten dollars.

The little girl slumped, and she was about to cry immediately.

"Don't cry, don't cry, walk around, my brother will take you to buy sweets!"

"I want to watch TV!"

"I'll buy you more meat to eat. Would you like to make braised pork? Buy noodles and give you noodles!"

"I still want to watch TV!"

"Buy you new clothes!" Jiang Xiaoye doesn't care about the money at all, just make money if he doesn't.

"Hmm!"

Little girl nodded repeatedly, and she didn't wear new clothes.

Sun Hao went to find a big paper case and wrote some big characters on it. He recycled scrapped radios, televisions, and repaired radios and televisions at a high price. He went to a hardware store every day and made less than ten or twenty yuan a month. If you learn this craft, you will have no worries about eating and drinking!

He didn't know that this craft would be eliminated in twenty years or so, but now it definitely makes people jealous.

"Brother Hao, I'll go to the department store market. You first accept it. This is my address. If you accept it and repair it in a hurry, you can find me. If you don't worry, put it in the store, and I will repair it."

Jiang Xiaoye said hello to Sun Hao.

"Good, good, don't worry, it will definitely not be less. Although our county is not as good as the capital, we still have some TV sets and radios!"

Sun Hao immediately patted his chest to ensure that, for fear that Jiang Xiaoye suddenly felt that he could not make any money and left, he took the address Jiang Xiaoye had given him with both hands, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket to press.

Jiang Xiaoye took Xiaoya to the department store market. At this time, the department store market had food stamps.

The department store market in the county town was not as big as expected. After Jiang Xiaoye took Xiaoya in, there were not many people in it.

The first time Xiaoya saw so many good things, her head turned like a rattle.

Jiang Xiaoye has the feeling of entering an antique shop. The most expensive items here are TV sets, sewing machines, bicycles, large wardrobes, writing desks and the like. The prices of the rest are not high.

"Brother, Sugar!"

The little girl drooled and pointed at the sugar seller.

Jiang Xiaoye walked over with Xiaoya. Now the department store market sells goods by public family members, each with their eyes above the top, and the two women are chatting and chatting, completely without the enthusiasm of the future private boss.

"Hello, buy sugar."

Jiang Xiaoye didn't care, and pulled Xiaoya over.

"Fruit candy is ten yuan, and toffee is five yuan." The woman selling sugar casually said the price, and then went on chatting.

Xiaoya hurriedly took out the dime that had been pinched and sweated and tried to raise it, staring blankly.

Jiang Xiaoye knocked on her, then took out a piece of one dollar and handed it over: "Five cents fruit candy and fifty cents toffee."

Without food stamps, the woman immediately became more enthusiastic.

The amount of sugar in this era is absolutely sufficient. Soon, there was a bag of sugar in Xiaoya’s arms, and the smiling little girl almost couldn’t open her eyes. There was still one in her mouth. Jiang Xiaoye felt that she was taking her home now. Can't even think of buying clothes.

Xinhua dictionary is seven cents, blue water is two cents, textbook one cent...

Jiang Xiaoye, who wants to spend all his money, feels like a local tyrant!

But the price of the clothes is really not low. I bought Xiaoya a pair of floral clothes and shoes, a few red headbands, and also bought Head and Shoulders shampoo, soap, toothpaste and toothbrush, more than 30 yuan is gone, Xiaoya has one. The strong La Jiang Xiaoye told him not to buy it.

In the depths of the department store market, Jiang Xiaoye found a flour seller.

"Our flour is sold to the public." The owner of the flour waved his hand and said that he would not sell it.

At this time, the state implemented a unified purchase and sale of grain, and private sales were speculative, seizing confiscation and condemning it. It is hard to see grain sales in the market.

After all, the production team still distributes food.

"Boss, I am a college student, and my family is in a special situation."

Jiang Xiaoye took out his student ID.

The noodle seller looked at it and nodded, "How much? Can't exceed ten catties."

"Then ten catties." Jiang Xiaoye had no food stamps, so the boss couldn't help but look at him a few more times with the money, and finally filled him with ten catties of flour.

Are the thoughts of Yushan Village stuck in this era?

Jiang Xiaoye felt that the treatment of college students here was really good, and he thought he couldn't buy it anymore.

The flour is a dime and a catty.

"Do you eat meat?" Jiang Xiaoye took Xiaoya to buy meat again.

Little girl nodded repeatedly.

The pork here is sold by the food company affiliated to the Bureau of Commerce and is also under control, but it is looser than flour.

"Brother wants fat!"

Xiaoya reminds Jiang Xiaoye that she feels that her brother is so stupid, don't ask for lean meat for fat.

Jiang Xiaoye is also used to it. Fat and lean meat are 80 cents a catty, but this is an age lacking cooking oil. Fat meat is far the most popular, and lean meat is a bit uninterested.

Ten catties of fat pork and two catties of salt were bought. Jiang Xiaoye held it in his hand and felt that he needed to go back.

Otherwise, with the current physical strength, it is really unbearable.

At the last look, there was only 18 yuan and two cents left. Jiang Xiaoye stuffed two cents into Xiaoya’s pocket so that she could buy popsicles to eat.

"walk home!"

"Ok!"

The village where Jiang Xiaoye was located was Xiaopan Village. When it was more than a mile away, Jiang Xiaoye felt that his throat was about to smoke, and the sky was getting hotter, and Xiaoya hugged the candy and carried some small things quickly, and she was full of energy.

When I got home, I saw my eldest sister calling Xiaoya everywhere in the village.

"Sister!" Xiaoya hurried over, her face flushed with heat.

"Xiao Ye, are you back? Why, why do you buy so many things?"

When the eldest sister saw that Xiaoya and Jiang Xiaoye were back, she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she found something in Xiaoya's arms and something Jiang Xiaoye was holding, she was shocked.

"Sister, let's go home and say."

Jiang Xiaoye smiled, Xiaoya quickly went to help open the door.

Five minutes later, Jiang Xiaoye hard-washed Xiaoya's hair three times, the first time with soap and the second time with shampoo, but at the end it still didn't work. He did it again, and the distressed eldest sister kept reminding Jiang Xiaoye not to use it.

Head & Shoulders shampoo is also very expensive at this time.

People use soap in Jiang Xiaoye's memory, and a pack of yellow honey-like shampoo called Huaxiang.

After drying all the things on Xiaoya's bed, Jiang Xiaoye felt that the lice should be almost there.