Chapter 17 Niece
The fabric counter is made of wood and is divided into two levels.

The upper layer is made of light printed cloth, such as rayon, Dacron and seersucker.

The colors are too old-fashioned to look at, but they are extremely fashionable in this era.

The lower layer is made of thicker khaki, corduroy, dark wool and other fabrics, suitable for winter.

There is also a glass cabinet with red satin quilts inside.

The bright red color adds a bit of color to the gray fabric counter, which is particularly eye-catching.

There were no customers at the fabric counter, except for a tall, round lady sitting there cracking melon seeds.

Seeing Yi belatedly coming over, she threw a melon seed into her mouth without even bothering to raise her eyes.

entertain?

Sorry, there is no saying in this era that the customer is God.

He doesn’t curse or beat others, he is a good person.

Units such as supply and marketing cooperatives and state-owned restaurants will also put up signs prohibiting beating customers.

This would be unthinkable in later generations, but it is quite common in this era.

Yi Chichi wrote a lot of articles during his years, not to mention that there were several elders in his family who had gone to the countryside.

Therefore, when she arrived at the counter, she was not dissatisfied at all with her aunt's attitude. Instead, she took a large piece of cotton and slapped it on the counter happily, "Sister, give me three feet of cotton cloth."

This accent is not local either.

The aunt raised her eyes and looked over, "Educated youth?"

"Eh!"

"Do you have a cloth ticket?"

This Yi Chichi really doesn't have any, but it doesn't matter, she has food stamps.

She looked around and saw no one, so she took out half a pound of national food stamps and waved to her aunt, "Sister, do you think this is okay?"

Don't think she doesn't know that tellers in supply and marketing cooperatives and department stores have certain privileges.

I won’t talk about the defective products, as all netizens who have read the chronology will know.

But in addition to defective products, cloth sellers also enjoy the privilege of "odds of cloth".

The so-called scraps of cloth refer to the scraps of cloth left after cutting.

But this rag head can be operated. As long as the teller is willing, the remaining two meters can be called rags.

This was what Yi Chichi had in mind.

Generally, this kind of fabric only requires money and does not require cloth tickets.

But again, it is impossible for someone who is not a relative or acquaintance to give her a good rag, so it is inevitable to induce her.

"What are you looking at?"

The aunt asked, but she leaned over honestly.

Before I could see clearly, there was a national food stamp in my hand.

"Sister, I want some bits of cloth, not too much, just enough for me to make a few pairs of underpants."

She whispered her request in a low voice, looking at her with pitiful eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Du Chunhua's eyes were dazed for a moment, then he lowered his head and looked at the national food stamps in his hand, and then looked at Yi Chichi, feeling a little toothache.

There must be someone in this girl's family who works in a supply and marketing cooperative or a department store, otherwise she wouldn't even know the jargon so well.

It’s this food stamp…

She lowered her eyes and looked at the food stamps in her hand, thinking that this was a good thing.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Too little."

The implication is: Such a small amount of food stamps is not worth opening the door to her convenience.

Yi Chi understood what she meant in a second, and he didn't feel unhappy. Instead, he felt happy, not afraid of being too little, but afraid of taking back.

If there is less room for maneuver, there is really no chance of returning it.

So, she whispered to her aunt and started exchanging.

The exchange process went fairly smoothly.

After some negotiation, Yi Chichi used ten kilograms of national food stamps to buy the cloth from Du Chunhua without the stamps.

Menstrual belts and underwear.

In addition, they also exchanged scattered receipts such as cloth stamps, soap stamps, and non-staple food items.

"sister……"

"Call me aunt." Du Chunhua rolled his eyes at her, "You are younger than my girl, why should you call me sister?"

"Okay, auntie."

Yi Chi Congshan Ruliu changed his words, "Auntie, I'll come over later."

"Hurry up, buy it and come over to chat with Auntie."

"okay!"

Then, like a butterfly, Yi Chichi held the exchange receipt and started her shopping trip.

More than an hour later, after wandering around here and there, she returned to Du Chunhua with the things she bought.

He stuffed her with a small bag of glutinous rice sticks and said, "Auntie, give it to my eldest nephew."

When Du Chunhua, who originally wanted to refuse, heard this, his hand turned back.

"Then I won't be polite to you."

"You are welcome."

How could she go about her daily routine even if she was being polite? How could she buy defective products in the future?

Tickets were too difficult to get, and she didn't want to go to the black market, which was dangerous.

She just wants to survive the reform and opening up in peace, and she doesn't want to look for excitement at all.

A person who was thoughtful and good at hypnosis, and a person who was willing to chat with her for the sake of national food stamps. As they chatted, they became a lifelong friend.

Du Chunhua has a good nature, she is cheerful and sincere. Under Yi Chichi's intentional guidance, she has a very good impression and perception of her.

Once I feel good about it, I start to feel my heart and lungs.

He even told her about the defective products in the warehouse and asked her if she wanted them.

"want!"

Yi Chichi didn't want to be polite to her, he was here for this in the first place.

"You wait."

After saying a word, she turned around and left. After taking two steps, she seemed to remember something and then stepped back, "If anyone asks you who she is, just say she is my niece. Remember it."

"remember."

But her worries were in vain. From the time she left to the time she came back, no one had come here.

People who come in either go straight to the non-staple food area or go to the daily necessities area.

No one came to the fabric and clothing area.

Yi Chichi thought this situation was a bit strange. When Du Chunhua came back and asked, he found out that the fabric and clothing area has off-season and peak season.

There is a wave of busyness at the end of the year, because during this period, both urban and rural areas begin to issue notes for the new year.

These include cloth tickets, cotton tickets and the like.

People will focus on buying cloth to make clothes during this period.

Then comes the transition season between spring and summer, when it’s time to change clothes. Those who have cloth tickets will tear off the cloth to make summer clothes. Those who don’t have enough cloth tickets will tear off some and patch it up.

Usually free.

"Here, these are my shares for this month. You can take your pick."

She put the things on the ground and asked Yi to start picking.

There are so many things, including enamel jars, Jiefang shoes, and corduroy and other fabrics.

It is said to be a defective product, but in fact it is all minor flaws.

You can't even notice it if you have bad eyesight.

For example, Jiefang shoes had a little glue leaking from the edges and were reported as defective.

For example, the corduroy was said to have been bitten by a mouse. It took Yi a long time to find a small hole the size of a baby's fingernail.

It doesn't affect anything at all.

For example, if the broken flowers are really good, they are said to be stained, but in fact they are not damaged, but the flowers were cut in half when cutting.

There are also satin pillowcases and the like...

After some tangle, Yi Chi chose an enamel cup, a large one that could be used as a small stew pot. It was very convenient to steam eggs, cook noodles, etc. on her small stove.

She bought two pairs of Jiefang shoes, and asked for corduroy fabric, but she didn't want Deliang. They were not breathable and did not absorb sweat, and they were very stuffy.

She didn't want the rest and kept them all for Du Chunhua.

"Take these away."

(End of this chapter)

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