After coming out of the tailor shop, Fangyuan went to the street and first went to a nearby blacksmith shop. He wanted to buy an iron pot.

Fortunately, buying pot does not require a ticket, which makes Fangyuan breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise he would not even be able to buy pot.

In addition to the pot, Fangyuan also needs to buy a kitchen knife, which is an essential item in the kitchen.

In addition, I need to buy an ax, which Fangyuan will use to chop firewood. Winter is coming soon, so I need to prepare a lot of firewood.

Finally, Fangyuan bought another tile knife and planned to build a small room above the vegetable cellar. To be precise, it was used to conceal the entrance of the vegetable cellar.

In the winter of this era, it often snows heavily. In winter, it is likely to snow all winter long. If you don’t have a cover, you will be easily discovered by others.

A kitchen knife, an axe, and a tile knife cost a total of one yuan and two cents. The kitchen knife cost 50 cents, the axe 45 cents, and the tile knife 25 cents.

Then I spent another 20 cents to buy a bamboo basket from the shop next to the blacksmith shop and put these things in it.

After buying these, Fangyuan went to buy bowls and chopsticks. When passing by a non-staple food store, she saw the snacks sold there. Fangyuan swallowed her saliva and left quickly.

There's no way, he doesn't have a dim sum ticket, and you have to use a ticket to buy dim sum, otherwise he won't sell it to you for any amount of money.

It's now 1960, and the most expensive thing is food, but Fangyuan doesn't know that now because he hasn't bought food yet.

Now is the year 1960, which is also the most serious year of the Three-Year Difficulty Period. As for how the Three-Year Difficulty Period came about, many people say it was a natural disaster, but in fact, it should be a man-made disaster.

To put it bluntly, it was because of the exaggeration that the farmers left very little or even no food, and handed over all the food to the public.

This resulted in the fact that in the end there was no food left to grow. At this time, the country was paying Lao Maozi's debt, and all the grain was shipped to Lao Maozi.

The trend of exaggeration at that time was really too serious. In three years, we surpassed England and in five years we caught up with the United States. Everyone stopped working and boasted every day about how much grain they harvested in their fields.

If you say one acre of land yields one thousand catties, he will dare to say two thousand catties. In the end, the yield per mu may even reach tens of thousands of catties.

But in reality, it is difficult to produce tens of thousands of jins per mu, or even hundreds of jins per mu. It will not be until a few years later, after chemical fertilizers are popularized, that the yield per mu will only be 700 to 800 jins.

What later generations said about eating cotton and chewing tree bark was true only after Fang Yuan came to this era. Especially after he received the memory of this body, it became clearer.

Of course, this is about rural areas, which are much better in cities because they eat commercial food and everyone has a monthly quota.

Of course, this ration is not much, but you will definitely not starve to death, and you can use food stamps to buy it after eating the ration.

Fangyuan does have food stamps in his hand, but he is not short of food now, so he won't buy it, but there is one thing he is short of, and that is oil.

Fangyuan has gas tickets! And it weighs seven kilograms, but he brought half a kilogram with him when he came out this time. It's not that he was reluctant to buy it, but he didn't dare to buy it.

Seven pounds of gas coupons is a lot. Many families have not had such a large amount for two or three years. How dare he take out so much at once? Isn't he looking for trouble for himself?

"Hello, Auntie! I'm buying oil." Fangyuan said to the salesperson when they came to a supply and marketing cooperative.

To be honest, it was really difficult for him to ask a man in his forties to call a woman in her twenties an aunt, but there was nothing he could do because he was only eight years old now.

"Buy oil?" The salesperson was stunned for a moment and looked at Fang Yuan.

Fangyuan still didn't understand what was going on, so she quickly took out the gas ticket from her pocket and handed it to the salesperson.

The salesperson took it and took a look. It was half a pound of gas coupons. He looked at Fang Yuan in surprise and said, "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

Except for national food stamps, other stamps belong to local areas, such as the Imperial Capital. All receipts are issued by various bureaus in the Imperial Capital.

For example, all non-staple food items are printed by the Imperial City Non-staple Food Commerce Bureau, grains and oils are printed by the Grain Bureau, and cloth stamps, small commodities, etc. are printed by the Materials Bureau.

Because at this time, everything was a planned economy. As many things were produced as many votes were printed. Of course, these votes were the same as money, and they eventually returned to the printing unit.

When it is reproduced, there is no need to print it, just reissue the collected tickets.

Soon the salesperson came out with a small bottle, a half-pound hanging bottle, the kind used in hospitals to give water to patients.

Because this kind of bottle has a rubber cap, it is very tight after being capped, and it will never spill. This is oil! It will make people feel distressed if it spills even a little bit.

"How much?" Fangyuan asked after taking the oil.

"Sanmao."

Fangyuan quickly took out thirty cents from his pocket and handed it over. All he brought out this time were cents, and he didn't dare to take big ones.

There is no way, at this time, you have to be careful at all times, because if you are not careful, you may be catastrophic. This is definitely not a joke.

After buying gas, Fangyuan looked up and looked at the position of the sun. It was still early, so he was ready to walk around the street.

The city is not like Qinghe. There is no one on the street. It is very lively here. There is always a long queue in front of the non-staple food store, all of which are people waiting to buy non-staple food.

People were coming and going on the street. Fangyuan was carrying a small iron pot on his back and a bamboo basket on his arm. Although he looked funny, he was inconspicuous.

Speaking of eye-catching, it was the patched clothes he wore, but no one seemed to pay special attention to him.

"stop!"

Just as Fangyuan was wandering aimlessly, a loud shout sounded in front of him. Fangyuan withdrew his eyes from the shops on both sides and looked in front of him.

"What are you looking at? I'm talking about you!"

The speaker was a little boy not much older than Fangyuan, maybe a year or two older at most!

Behind this boy, there were two other boys standing, who looked like followers at first glance, and the one who shouted at Fang Yuan was probably their heads.

The boy in the lead was wearing an olive green suit, which looked like it had been modified from a military uniform, and he also wore a locomotive hat.

Wearing this kind of hat at this time will be said to be pretending to be 13 in future generations, because it is not that cold at all now.

In addition to these, this guy also carried a school bag with a five-pointed star and a military kettle on his left and right sides respectively.

If there is another armed belt tied around the waist, it will be more like that.

The two guys behind him were similar to him, except they didn't wear locomotive hats, satchels, and water bottles.

"What's the matter with you?" Fangyuan didn't want to cause trouble. After all, he was a new arrival and he was a local.

Isn't there that old saying? A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. In Fangyuan's eyes, these three boys belong to the same category.

"What's in your basket?"

The square basket contained, of course, kitchen knives, axes and masonry knives, as well as a bottle of oil. In order not to attract attention, he found an old newspaper at the supply and marketing cooperative and covered it.

Unexpectedly, it did not attract the attention of adults, but attracted the attention of several children, which made Fangyuan a little bit dumbfounded.

Obviously, these children probably thought that the square basket was filled with food, so they stopped him. This is normal at this time.

However, Fangyuan didn't want to cause trouble, but he was not afraid of it. Besides, there were only three children, and Fangyuan really didn't take them seriously.

Anyway, he lived to be about forty years old in his previous life. If these three children were five or six years older than him, he would really consider it, but the other children were only one or two years older than him, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

Yes.

"What does it have to do with you?" Fang Yuan gave the other party a roll of his eyes.

"What did you say?" The guy in the locomotive hat thought he heard wrongly.

Also, Fangyuan looked younger than them at first glance, and yet he was so arrogant even at such a young age. How could he not think he had heard wrongly?

"What I said is none of your business!" Fang Yuan repeated.

What happened between the children did not attract the attention of the adults passing by.

This is normal, and it is common for children to fight at any time.

Hearing what Fangyuan said, the guy in the locomotive hat punched him. Fangyuan sneered and turned around.

As soon as he turned around, the guy in the locomotive hat was in trouble. Don't forget, Fangyuan was carrying an iron pot on his back. The pot at this time was not as thin as in later generations, but very thick.

"Bang!" Locomotive Hat punched the pot.

"ah!"

A scream sounded from behind Fangyuan. Fangyuan looked back and saw Locomotive Hat shaking his hands and jumping.

Fangyuan smiled at him, and then ran away. Of course, he didn't really run, but entered the alley next to him.

Because it’s not appropriate to deal with them on the main road, it’s better to go into an alley, where at least no one will see them.

The three guys saw Fangyuan running into the alley and immediately chased after him. They lived nearby and were very familiar with the neighborhood. As soon as they saw the alley that Fangyuan entered, they knew it was a dead end.

Fangyuan didn't know that this was a dead end, but to him, it didn't matter what kind of alley it was, because he just didn't want to deal with them in public.

After entering the alley and not running far, Fangyuan stopped at the end of the alley. At this time, three guys also caught up.

Seeing Fangyuan stop, the guy in the locomotive hat rubbed his hands and said, "Run! Why don't you run?"

Fangyuan smiled, put the basket on the ground, took away the newspapers in the basket, and took out an ax in one hand and a knife in the other.

Seeing what Fangyuan was holding, the faces of the three guys turned green, and one of them even took two steps back.

"Don't move, it's robbery." Fangyuan said with a smile.

Although his smile was not scary at all, in the eyes of these three guys, Fangyuan's smile was very scary and made their legs feel a little weak.

Fangyuan walked towards the three guys. When they saw Fangyuan approaching, the three guys quickly backed away.

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Chapter completed!