Chapter 17 - 017 industrial coupons
The woman immediately said with delight: "If you don't want to take it with you, you can sell it to your auntie. My family just happens to want to buy some rice."
Li Xianglu did not immediately agree, but hesitated and said: "Auntie, private transactions are forbidden! That's illegal!"
Upon hearing this, the woman instantly became serious and said: "We are not transacting, we are gifting to each other."
Li Xianglu's eyes lit up upon hearing this and she quickly said: "Okay, then let's gift to each other." Li Xianglu thought the woman before her was quite interesting, talking about gifting to each other. But indeed, there were many signs on the walls outside, among which was "Transactions forbidden, Gifting permitted."
The woman, knowing from Li Xianglu's words and actions that the child's family had a decent status, did not dare to take her lightly anymore. She quickly led her to the far-west side where a grinding stone was and began checking the grains. This was refined rice, each grain so clean without a single pebble, even better than the refined rice usually bought in the black market!
The woman, with rice in hand, joyfully blurted out: "Little girl, I'll take it all, how do you want to sell it."
Li Xianglu blinked and said: "Auntie, you can also see that this is not ordinary rice, this is refined rice, so you decide how much you're willing to offer. I don't plan to take it back, bringing it back would only cause trouble too. But it can't be too low, my mother got these from someone at the food station, and there are food tickets too."
The woman was slightly taken aback when she heard this but then smiled, realizing the child, despite her young age, was very shrewd and not easy to fool. She, not lacking money but short of food tickets, was from the textile factory's party committee, with a monthly salary of fifty-six yuan and five, the food supply rationed at thirty-eight kilograms, which was quite decent. And her husband was a factory director with a monthly salary of one hundred and eight yuan, a food quota of fifty-six kilograms, and a family of urban household registrants with a food quota of twenty-six kilograms. Her family was considered quite well-off in this big commune, but still short of food tickets.
The woman hesitated briefly before saying: "You name the price, and I'll see if I can make it."