Tang Niannian had already arrived at the county seat. After riding for more than an hour, her buttocks were numb. The roads were now bumpy and in poor condition. It was a pity that she couldn't get out so many good cars in her space.
She had been on a business trip to Zhucheng in her previous life. Although it was a small county, it was one of the top 100 counties in the country. The economy was very developed and the county was very prosperous. She was an electrical and mechanical engineer and worked for a German-owned company in Shanghai. For a period of time, she worked in the after-sales service department. .
Although the after-sales service department has a high workload and frequent business trips, the subsidies and travel expenses are high. The travel expenses and subsidies saved every month are more than the salary.
She stayed in the after-sales service department for three years. After saving enough for the down payment of the house, she went to the idle technology department to engage in research and development. Unfortunately, she did not enjoy it for a year, and the apocalypse broke out.
Tang Niannian stood on the street and looked at the gray city in front of him. There were no high-rise buildings, no colorful neon lights, and no busy traffic. It was just an inconspicuous small county town.
The pedestrians on the street are also gray, wearing clothes in three colors: gray, blue and black. Most of the men and women have short hair. There are almost no fat people or bald people on the street.
Everyone has thick black hair and is full of energy. They walk with their heads held high, a confident smile on their face, and their eyes are firmer than taking an oath to join the party.
Tang Niannian stood on the side of the road for a long time, watching the pedestrians coming and going. The ethereal feeling suddenly passed through her, as if the dust had settled.
From then on, she was Niugulu Tang Niannian in this world.
She will live a good life for her original self!
Today's Zhucheng county is very small. It can be visited in half an hour by bicycle. There are not many factories. In the previous life, Zhucheng had many large and small factories. It was basically a sector economy, and each town had its own unique industrial chain.
She remembered that there was a town that was the capital of the sock industry and produced 90% of the socks in the world.
There is also a town that is the capital of pearls, and cultivated freshwater pearls account for 90% of the world's total.
There are also the hometown of hardware, shirts, weaving, torreya, etc. Because of the successful industrial chain, villages lead villages and people lead people. The economy of each village is very developed, and every household has built a small villa. .
In her previous life, Tang Niannian went on a business trip to Zhucheng to provide after-sales service to a machinery factory in the hometown of hardware. There were seven listed companies in that town. The small town was more prosperous than some big cities. The countryside was also clean and tidy, and they all lived in big villas. , which opened her eyes.
However, the people in Zhucheng are still struggling on the poverty line, and they are not even able to provide food and clothing.
Tang Niannian is a little excited. The spring breeze of reform and opening up is about to blow across the land. Zhejiang Province is considered a pioneer. She has the technology and ability and has predicted it for two centuries. She will definitely become a rich generation and no longer have to be a hard working animal. .
Looking forward to the beautiful and prosperous future, Tang Niannian was in a good mood, and a smile appeared on her cold face. She looked around, preparing to inquire about the black market and dispose of the hares and pheasants in the basket.
According to her experience in reading chronicles in her previous life, black markets are usually in hidden alleys, with people guarding the entrances. The county is only so big, and Tang Niannian soon found a suspicious alley.
There was an old man at the entrance of the alley looking around furtively.
Tang Niannian parked the car, locked it, and put on a black hooded windbreaker and a scarf, covering most of his face except for his eyes.
"Uncle, change something!"
Tang Niannian approached the uncle and handed over a Double Happiness cigarette. She remembered that this brand existed in the 1970s.
The vigilance on the uncle's face dissipated, he took the cigarette with a smile, put it under his nose and sniffed it, his smile deepened, this was a high-end product.
He didn't want to smoke it, so he clamped it on his ear and waited for two or three days to smell it until he was satisfied with it before smoking.
Tang Niannian showed the uncle what was in the basket. The uncle stretched out his hand and said, "Five cents!"
It’s free to buy in, but five cents to sell.
Tang Niannian took out a handful of money from her pocket, including ten and a half yuan, and some cents. She found a five-cent piece and handed it to the uncle.
The uncle was secretly shocked when he saw it. This girl is too rich. This one is at least twenty.
"Girl, everyone is there, and everything is packed."
The uncle warned with a pun, that there are a lot of people in the black market, and there are many pickpockets, but they usually only deal with small things, and don't dare to do big things. If they do, the person in charge of the black market will definitely not do it.
"Thank you, uncle!"
Tang Niannian nodded, put the money back into his pocket, and actually put it into the space.
Even the best thief can't get her money.
The real black market was different from what she imagined. She thought it was very lively, but in fact it was quite deserted. The alley was only about fifty meters long, and there were people squatting every one or two meters. There were not many things in front of them, only one or two. Small bag.
Most of them are agricultural products, such as soybeans, sweet potatoes, potatoes, chestnuts and vegetables. There is very little rice, flour and oil, and there is even less meat. There are also some sellers of cloth, such as nylon, Doliang, corduroy, etc. Cloth is quite popular, and many people go to buy it. .
There are people selling food, but it’s not much. These things are not very hungry, and there is no oil or water. People in the city only want food, but the countryside is short of food, and there is no extra food to exchange.
There were also a few people squatting at the end of the alley, wearing hats with the brim of their hats held down extremely low. They had nothing in front of them and would look up from time to time. Their behavior was particularly suspicious.
"Girl, do you want to change the cloth? The best quality Doliang calico is an eight-point square foot in the department store, and you still need a ticket. I don't want a ticket, it's a dollar for a foot!"
When the man selling cloth saw Tang Niannian, he was selling it hard in a low voice. He seemed to realize that Tang Niannian was a rich man. He also took out a few rags and let her choose the color.
Tang Niannian shook her head. She also wanted to get rid of a batch of fine cloth in the space. They were all nostalgic. After the reform and opening up, these cloths would be worthless. It would be better to sell them now to make money.
"Girl, do you want nylon stockings? One pair for two!"
Another man came over, holding in his hand several pairs of durable nylon socks. These socks were particularly popular in the 1970s and 1980s. They are durable and will not break after being worn for a year.
The old nylon socks were very strong
