Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 791

Chapter 791: Chapter 665: Impromptu Trip

For several days in a row, Zhang Guoqing was busy during the day handling the backyard vegetable garden and slaughtering wild animals. At night, he took the children out to several nearby production teams to purchase some items.

At this time, even Little Ping’an knew that grain tickets, sugar tickets, and cloth tickets were more valuable than cash. Some households wouldn’t be willing to sell a century-old ginseng no matter how much money you offered. But if you mentioned having tickets, they’d absolutely be happy to pull you inside their rooms.

In the village, building materials for houses and such required team approval. The workforce usually came from neighbors, relatives, and friends during the agricultural off-season, with the host family only needing to provide meals. Extra cash didn’t really have much use, but tickets were different. Big occasions like a daughter’s wedding or a bride entering the family, where face mattered, there was a demand.

For example, making two sets of new wedding clothes, or perhaps a bicycle ticket, a wristwatch ticket. Plus, those families capable of storing ginseng and fur had strong foundations that kept them from starving even in past years.

Thus, as soon as Zhang Guoqing arrived, many people would first bring up which grandson or granddaughter was getting married at the end of the year and what they were lacking now?

With a discerning ear, Zhang Guoqing and his father exchanged a smile. These were the things their family lacked the least. The two sides then immediately finalized the deal.

Three days later, the cloth tickets, sugar tickets, and bicycle tickets purchased from the Black Market were spent, along with the four watches Zhou Jiao kindly provided. Within the surrounding hundred miles, there was nothing more to gain.

At night, the family of three gathered around a pile of loot on the kang, looking at each other.

Why?

Because it was too cheap!

A piece of ginseng over a century old, at the local friendly price, had cost Zhang Guoqing 350 yuan a few years ago. Now, in ’62, after five or six years of turmoil from the famine, the price had only risen to 400 yuan. And the wild ginseng of seventy to eighty years was even cheaper, less than 150 yuan.

In this way, except for the previously reserved ones that cost 5,000 yuan, they still had twelve century-old ginsengs left. Besides attaching tickets and the now doubled-priced watches, cash was supplemented with less than 1,000 yuan.

There were still four bundles of ten-yuan cash, ten stacks of 100 notes, prominently placed on a tiger hide, with a pile of valuable purple sable fur next to it.

"Spend! Must spend more!"

Before Zhang Guoqing could respond, Ping’an shook his head repeatedly, "No more. Ginseng is not a big radish. They all say what they could sell in the previous years has mostly been sold."

Zhou Jiao nodded silently, frowning in thought.

Could it be they really have to go to the bordering province? If there were no acquaintances there, they wouldn’t be able to spend money even if they wanted to. If they really had to track down Mr. Wang’s so-called apprentice, she was worried about her husband being lured into the deep mountains.

Zhang Guoqing knew she was worrying about how to spend the 90,000 yuan planned. However, there’s strategy in every mountain; he wouldn’t give the answer so quickly.

Why let them constantly overshadow him with their intelligence? As the head of the family, he also felt pressure, okay? This time, he had to show his wife and son his capabilities.

Zhang Guoqing lowered his eyelids, pondering how Mr. Wang’s apprentice was preparing upon receiving the telegram. When would they set off? Besides the three precious items and frog oil, what else would they bring?

Zhou Jiao clapped her hands, "Brother, seems like we need to trouble Grandpa Wang to send a telegram to his apprentice, telling him to bring anything over and name his price."

Ping’an’s eyes turned brightly, "Mom, I have money."

Zhou Jiao glared at him speechlessly. Always wanting a part in everything!

"Dad, my grandpa must have returned home. Help me send him a telegram to wire money. This will surely work!" Ping’an blinked his big eyes, smiling as he pulled Zhang Guoqing’s arm, shaking it.

Zhang Guoqing chuckled speechlessly. This kid!

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