Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

In the grove, Zhao Qingsong held old clothes in her hand and immediately activated the recycling function.

The clothes vanished from his hands in an instant.

Zhao Qingsong looked around to make sure no one was coming before turning his attention to the fabrics in the space.

Fabric (blue) *3

I quickly took it out.

When he saw what it was, Zhao Qingsong almost burst out laughing.

The old, worn-out clothes have now been replaced with brand new fabric, though the color is a bit lighter, but they are definitely brand new.

However, there are losses during recycling.

If this garment were made anew, it would probably require about three to five feet in length, but it's only three feet in length now.

It's not bad, though.

He could become rich just by relying on this one function.

"Yes!"

He clenched his fist, unable to contain his excitement.

Are people short of fabric now?

They are in extremely short supply!

Even city dwellers only have a few feet of cloth allocated per year, enough to make a set of clothes, but for mending and sewing at home, it's barely enough for mending and sewing.

Once he confirmed that the feature worked, he prepared to spend all the money he had on it.

He happily headed straight to the store he had entrusted.

Choose the same type of work fabric and buy it with all the money you have.

I received a total of 51 feet.

The price of the cloth sold by the Labor and Cloth Supply and Marketing Cooperative is 0.585 yuan per foot.

With so much fabric, even if he only sells it for 6 cents a day without coupons, he can still make 30 yuan.

A profit of nearly four times is not bad.

After thinking it over, he decided to go back. He planned to go to the city the next morning to buy some goods to sell.

There are many people in the city.

There are many people at the entrusted stores, so they won't be targeted.

The important thing is that there are many ordinary residents in the city, and the steel factory workers have such good benefits that they get four sets of clothes every two years.

Fabric may not be very popular here, especially in large quantities.

If the portion is small, I'm sure I can finish it.

Having made up his mind, he prepared to inquire about the house. Once the house was secured, he could then focus on other matters.

This house is perfect.

……

Security Department

When Zhao Qingsong arrived at the location, he made a few inquiries and found Gao Dazhi.

After the other person came out, they asked in confusion, "You were looking for me?"

Zhao Qingsong smiled and nodded: "Yes, Brother Gao, I heard that you were going to sell your old mud house, so I came to ask about it. Oh, by the way, I'm also from the security department, but I just finished the formalities and I can start working next Monday."

Gao Dazhi sized him up and smiled, "It's you! The section chief just received a call! Your surname is Zhao?"

A sense of doubt arose in my mind.

The person who can get the head of the personnel department to call personally is no ordinary person!

It's just that her clothes seem a bit off.

"Yes, Zhao Qingsong."

Zhao Qingsong said with a smile.

Gao Dazhi looked at him, thought for a moment, and said, "That house was originally going to be sold for 100, but since it's one of our own, let's make it 80. What do you think?"

That house had been on the market for almost half a year without selling, and they were already planning to lower the price.

It just so happens that it's from the same department.

"Sure! But I didn't bring any money with me today. I'll give you the money on Monday when I go to work. Is that okay? We're in the same department, so it won't be a problem."

"Okay, no problem. I'll give you the keys. Once the money arrives on Monday, we'll go to the housing management office."

Anyway, there's nothing valuable inside.

It's just a matter of a key.

I simply found the key and handed it to him.

Zhao Qingsong took the keys and smiled, "Okay, I don't start work until Monday. I'll tidy up the house these next couple of days and come to see you on Monday."

"Okay! That's settled then, I have other things to do! We'll talk later."

"Okay, then you go ahead with your work!"

After exchanging pleasantries, the other party left.

After seeing the other party leave, Zhao Qingsong left the steel plant. As for Zhao Qingshan and his son, they either went back to find something.

Either we should ask the old lady to come over.

……

Arriving at the house, I took out my key, opened the gate to the courtyard, and went inside.

It had only been abandoned for half a year, so there weren't many weeds inside, and they hadn't grown much either, as they were all buried under the snow.

The yard was piled with snow.

Upon arriving at the living room, I opened the main door and went inside.

Not bad.

There's electricity!

This is a good thing.

The light bulbs have been removed, leaving the room empty; we'll need to buy two more.

It was very clean inside, there was nothing there, not even a piece of wood, and the newspapers on the wall were a bit damp.

There was a stove in the main room, but no pots were on it; it was completely empty.

There was only an empty heated kang bed in the bedroom.

I guess they've all moved the furniture out, or they've sold it.

You can even sell firewood for some money!

After scanning around and confirming there was nothing to see, he locked the door again and headed home.

It's almost noon now, and it will take at least three hours to walk back.

……

"Crunch! Crunch!"

The cotton shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped into the snow.

Even without snow, a ten-kilometer journey would take more than two hours.

Instead of going straight home, I passed by the commune, took my household registration book and acceptance certificate, went to the commune, and got the relocation certificate processed.

Only after I finished did I go home.

……

In the afternoon, Zhao Qingsong dragged his slightly numb feet back home.

My feet are so damn cold.

"Brother, where did you go?"

The younger sister cooks at home. When she saw him come back, she asked him a question.

"Oh, I went out to play with my classmate. What's up? Is someone looking for me?"

When I got back, I sat down and took off my shoes, stretching my cold feet right up to the stove to warm them.

The younger sister shook her head: "No, I was just asking. I'll get you some cotton shoes."

After saying that, he turned and went inside.

Take out a pair of old cotton shoes covered in patches.

Zhao Qingsong smiled and took a hair tie out of his pocket.

"Give!"

"Ah, hair tie! It's so pretty."

The little girl was overjoyed when she saw the item and quickly took it.

After playing with it in his hands for a while, he started sticking it into his head.

Zhao Qingsong smiled when he saw this and went about warming himself by the fire.

"Brother, where did you get the money?"

The younger sister was puzzled.

Zhao Qingsong chuckled: "Brother can do magic tricks, I'll conjure it up for you."

"Hmph, you're lying!"

The little girl pouted, looking completely disbelieving.

"Hey, you don't believe me? Watch, your brother will conjure one up for you!"

He reached into his clothes and rummaged around.

A loaf of bread wrapped in newspaper appeared in his hand.

"Ah! It's this again."

The little girl got excited and quickly looked outside.

"Alright, go eat. Drink some water after you finish eating, and the smell will be masked when you have dinner later."

"Okay! I'll give Dad some."

"Okay, go ahead!"

The little girl happily took the things inside, leaving Zhao Qingsong there alone by the fire.

Once he felt the temperature rise, he put on his cotton shoes.

The wet shoes were left there to dry.

……

Back in his father's room, seeing his father's puzzled expression, Zhao Qingsong decided to have an open and honest talk.

Otherwise, I'll have to explain every time I take something out, which is very troublesome.

After gathering his thoughts, he said, "Dad, let's talk!"

Looking at his expression, the father felt a mix of emotions.

He then turned his gaze to the little girl who had just finished eating her bread: "Xuemei, go outside and watch the food. If anyone comes over, just call out to them."

"Okay, sure!"

The little girl obediently agreed.

Holding an enamel mug bigger than her head, she gulped down a large mouthful before returning to the main room, satisfied.