"Ah! Two and a half yuan? Why is it so expensive?" Fangyuan deliberately pretended to be surprised.

Of course he knows how much food stamps cost now, and he also knows why food stamps are so expensive now. He is just making sure.

Fangyuan now has more than 100 catties of fine grain stamps, 200 catties of coarse and fine grain stamps, and over 1,000 catties of coarse grain stamps.

Of course, the two yuan and a half pound of food stamps refers to fine food stamps. Thick and coarse food stamps are not so expensive, how can I put it! The price difference is about three times.

In other words, one kilogram of fine grain stamps is equivalent to three kilograms of coarse and fine grain stamps, and one kilogram of coarse and fine grain stamps is equivalent to three kilograms of coarse grain stamps.

Not only food stamps, but also grains. One pound of fine grains can be exchanged for three pounds of coarse grains and nine pounds of coarse grains, and there is no need to change.

But this is under normal circumstances. Now is a special period. The reason why there is such a big difference in coarse and fine grains is mainly because some people want to eat well. But at this time, eating is a problem, so the price difference is not much.

Now one pound of fine grains cannot even be exchanged for two pounds of coarse and fine grains. Similarly, one pound of coarse and fine grains cannot be exchanged for two pounds of coarse grains.

So today's coarse grain stamps are still very expensive. Fangyuan now has about a thousand kilograms of coarse grain stamps in his hand, and he plans to sell them.

The grain in Fangyuan's vegetable cellar, as well as the fine grain coupons in his hand, will be enough for him to eat until next year's New Year, and by this time next year, the three-year difficult period will have passed.

In this case, why doesn't he sell it? Even if he buys it back next year, it's fine!

"Is it expensive? It's good if you can buy it here." The middle-aged man shook his head and said.

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Fangyuan glanced at his hand. Sure enough, although there were many kinds of bills in his hand, there were very few food stamps, only a few.

"Uncle, how much is a pound of coarse grain stamps?"

"You want to buy coarse grain stamps? I don't have any here." The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Uh!"

But think about it, fine grain stamps are so expensive, how many people can afford them? You have to know that there are more poor people, and only some rich people will buy those fine grain stamps.

"Uncle, I just want to know the price."

"That's right!" The middle-aged man nodded and said, "The fine grain stamps are 2.5 yuan, the coarse and fine grain stamps are 1.5 yuan, and the coarse grain stamps are 80 cents. Some people even buy one piece."

"Ah! So expensive!" Fangyuan was really surprised this time. He thought that coarse grain stamps were not cheap now, but he didn't expect them to be so expensive.

You know, if you have a ticket, a pound of pork only costs four or five cents, which is much more expensive than meat.

Of course, this is about having tickets. Didn’t he just spend ten yuan to buy two kilograms of meat tickets!

Because if there is no ticket, it will not be sold to you at all, no matter how much money you have, it will be useless.

There is another reason why Fangyuan wants to sell those coarse grain coupons, and that is to maximize profits.

The money from these coarse grain coupons will be enough to feed him for several years, or even ten years. This is definitely not a joke.

You must know that if it were not for the special period of these three years, a person's monthly living expenses would only be about three yuan.

Of course, this is only the minimum standard. To put it bluntly, it means being able to survive. For a higher standard, five yuan a month is enough.

Calculated based on good food, eight yuan a month is only ninety-six yuan a year. In addition, the food is better during the holidays, which is one hundred yuan a year, which is only one thousand yuan in ten years.

The current coarse-grain stamps are 80 cents. Calculated at 80 cents, there are about 1,000 kilograms of coarse-grain stamps in a radius, which is 800 yuan, enough for him to eat for the next eight years.

And it’s still a high standard of eight years, because few people can have that high a month’s living expenses.

Just kidding, an ordinary employee’s monthly salary is only 37.5 yuan, and this 37.5 yuan is needed to support a large family.

Based on a family of five, the average cost per person is only 7.5 yuan, and you can’t spend everything! Always leave some for emergencies.

Besides, in this era, there are very few families of five. Many families have more than five children. Add in the elderly, and a family of more than ten people is normal.

It would be better if you have two earners. If you have one earner, you can imagine what it would be like. You must know that it is basically impossible for a family to have two earners.

Let’s put it this way, more than 90% of the families in the imperial capital have one person working and one person taking care of the elderly and children at home.

You can imagine what their life will be like. As long as Fangyuan sells the coarse grain stamps in his hand, the money in his hand can completely support his growth.

Besides, is Fangyuan a person who can be idle? Of course not, he already has a plan in mind.

"Expensive!" The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "It's expensive, but you have to buy it! You can't starve to death. Which is more important, money or life?"

"Uh! That's true." Fang Yuan nodded.

Then Fangyuan looked at the middle-aged man and asked: "Then why don't you have food stamps here?"

When Fangyuan asked, the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "I don't even have enough for myself, how can I sell it?"

"This..." Fangyuan was a little speechless, thinking that this middle-aged man didn't have any professional ethics.

Business is all about profit. As long as there is profit, we won't care about that much.

Shaking his head, Fangyuan left the middle-aged man's stall. Of course he would not sell grain stamps to the middle-aged man.

This is not because of anything else, but because he is worried that others will notice him if he takes out so many food stamps, so he must be particularly careful at this time.

Of course, he won't sell them all at once, just a small part.

There were a lot of people in Pigeon City, and Fangyuan was soon buried in the crowd. At this time, Fangyuan was about ten meters away from the middle-aged man.

Fangyuan found a corner, took off his schoolbag and put it on the ground, then took out a dozen coarse grain stamps from his pocket.

These coarse grain stamps can range from one catty to two catties, adding up to about twenty catties.

Just as Fangyuan put the ticket on his school bag, a middle-aged man squatted down, glanced at Fangyuan and asked: "Little comrade, how much do you sell these food stamps for?"

"Eighty cents a pound."

Although Fangyuan knew that as long as he persisted, someone would buy it even if it cost one yuan a pound, but he did not do that.

"I want them all." After the middle-aged man said this, he quickly went to take out the money, as if he was afraid of being robbed by others.

"Uh! Uncle, do you want them all?"

"Yes, I want them all. How many do you have here?" The middle-aged man had already taken out the money and asked Fangyuan while counting.

"Twenty pounds."

"Hmm! This is sixteen yuan, you count it." The middle-aged man handed the money to Fangyuan and said.

"Oh! Okay." Fangyuan took the money and counted it. No more, no less, exactly sixteen, and handed over the food stamps.

The middle-aged man happily took the food stamps, carefully put them into his pocket, and then left.

After the middle-aged man left, Fangyuan also picked up his schoolbag, stood up and left.

Of course, he didn't really leave, but just moved to another place. Anyway, the pigeon market is very big, and he can find a place at any time.

Fangyuan doesn’t want to be too ostentatious, so it’s better to be careful.

Soon Fangyuan squatted down in another place and also took out twenty kilograms of coarse grain coupons.

This time is similar to before. Basically, as soon as he takes out the food stamps, someone will buy them.

In the following time, Fangyuan went back and forth to find more than 20 positions, each time weighing 20 pounds, and they were sold out quickly.

At this time, it was getting dark, and the number of people in the pigeon market was also decreasing. Fangyuan knew very well that it was almost done, so he sneaked away.

In more than an hour, Fangyuan sold almost 500 kilograms of coarse grain coupons, which means that just this time, he sold almost half of the coarse and fine grain in his hand.

With almost 400 yuan in his arms, Fangyuan became even more careful. He didn't even walk the way he came, but went around in a circle.

The price was that by the time he returned to the reed marsh, it was already late at night, but it was all worth it.

Fortunately, he was wearing a thick cotton coat made of new cotton, otherwise he would have to freeze out, but even so, Fang Yuan was freezing enough.

I quickly cooked myself a bowl of polenta and drank it, then I felt much better.

After finishing the porridge, Fangyuan did not rest. Instead, he took out all the money in his schoolbag and started counting.

The count was finished quickly. Including his previous one, the total was four hundred and thirty-six yuan. This amount of money was definitely a huge sum of money in this era.

After counting the money, Fangyuan walked to one side of the vegetable cellar and knocked on the wall a few times, and then a piece of soil was exposed.

Fangyuan took down the piece of soil and found a small wooden box inside, the same one he had taken out from the woolen mill before.

Fangyuan put the money into the wooden box, then stuffed the wooden box in again, and blocked it with the piece of soil. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see anything at all.

The reason why Fangyuan was able to find it quickly was because he knew where it was, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to find it.

Let’s not talk about whether it is dark in the vegetable cellar in the middle of winter. Even if there is a light, who would notice this?

After putting the money away, Fangyuan lay down to rest, but he didn't rest for long because it was dawn.

After Fangyuan got up, he ran out to solve some physical problems, and then washed his hands and face with snow outside.

Before, Fangyuan melted some snow water and heated it to wash his hands and face, but now, he is used to washing with snow because he feels more comfortable after washing with snow.

Returning to the vegetable cellar, Fangyuan took the meat tickets he bought yesterday and walked out of the vegetable cellar again. Of course, he did not take them all, but only took two taels.

To be honest, two liang is already a lot. After coming to this era for such a long time, Fangyuan has already been thinking about what people of this era want to do.

Fangyuan went to the street next to the courtyard of the woolen textile factory this time. The reason was the same as before. No one would pay attention to him when he came here to buy things.

"Master, I want two taels of meat." Fangyuan handed over the meat ticket.

The butcher is also a middle-aged man. If there is any difference, it is that he is a few times older than others.

Yes! This master is very fat. Anyway, since arriving in this era, Fangyuan has never seen anyone fatter than him.
Chapter completed!