Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Comeback in the Era Tales-Chapter 34: Miserable Woman
Yuan Chun bought fabric, and after buying a pound of fruit candy, she keenly spotted a batch of defective items being processed in a corner. She spent money on a large piece of polyester fabric bitten by mice and a piece of white pure cotton fabric with many mud spots, which would be perfect for making a few clothes for the baby in her older sister-in-law’s belly.
There were also two tea mugs with chipped paint, a few mixed-color dyed towels, and a small iron pot with a broken wooden handle.
A thermos with severely chipped paint that looked ugly on the outside, but the inner bottle was new. The supply and marketing cooperative sold it to Yuan Chun for three yuan.
By the time Yuan Chun left the supply and marketing cooperative, her basket was already full.
Arriving at the place where the ox cart was parked, a sharp-eyed village aunt spotted the thermos in her basket and loudly exclaimed, "Yuan Chun girl, why did you buy so much stuff? That’s a thermos, right?"
"Aunt Lan Hua, it’s a thermos."
"Wow, your family even buys thermoses. I heard a thermos costs quite a lot of industrial coupons and seven or eight yuan. This time your grandma’s family must have sent your mother quite a few money notes?" Another aunt sarcastically asked with a sour tone.
Yuan Chun knew that people in the village tended to be envious, and she didn’t want to cause trouble for her family over these things. So she said, "Aunt Changgen’s family, these are defective items, clearance goods, no need for industrial coupons, only cost three yuan."
"There’s also this pot with a broken handle, only one yuan, this fabric, fifty cents. I spent only six yuan on this whole basket of stuff."
She decided not to take out the new fabric to show them.
To avoid causing more envy.
A few women, upon hearing that the supply and marketing cooperative was processing defective items, stopped talking to Yuan Chun and all ran to the supply and marketing cooperative.
Feng Caihua stuffed her fabric pouch into Yuan Chun’s arms, saying, "Yuan Chun, keep an eye for me, I’m going to take a look too."
Instantly, only Yuan Chun was left on the ox cart.
Oh, and the third grandfather driving the ox cart.
He was the third grandfather from the Feng family.
Yuan Chun took out a paper package from her basket, opened it, took out a misshapen piece of egg cake, and stuffed it into the third grandfather’s hand. "Third grandfather, eat some egg cake."
Third grandfather: "You eat it yourself, third grandfather won’t eat."
He, being an old man, felt it was not appropriate to eat such expensive stuff from a little girl.
Yuan Chun insisted, pressing it into his hand. "Third grandfather, you eat it, this egg cake is also a clearance item. See, none of the pieces are intact, very cheap, this whole package cost only twenty cents."
That big package was a full two pounds.
The cost itself exceeded twenty cents.
Although they were all broken, for the family to eat, appearance wasn’t necessary, spending twenty cents on egg cake crumbs was worthwhile.
The third grandfather thought of his grandson at home and didn’t bother eating the egg cake himself. He took out a clean handkerchief, wrapped some egg cake, and placed it in his shirt pocket, saying, "Alright, third grandfather will have one piece of your egg cake."
He added, "Yuan Chun girl, third grandfather is going to check out the supply and marketing cooperative, can you watch the ox cart for me?"
"Sure, third grandfather, with me watching, don’t worry, I won’t let the ox run away."
When the villagers returned, everyone was smiling, having gained quite a lot.
Even Feng Caihua’s face carried a slight smile. "Yuan Chun, look, I bought a piece of red floral fabric, it can be made into a shirt."
"It’s slightly discolored, but if I put the discolored part on the sleeve, it won’t look too bad."
Feng Caihua, like showcasing a treasure, unfolded the fabric to let Yuan Chun see.
Yuan Chun wasn’t sensitive to red floral fabric, but she said, "You will definitely look good wearing it."
The third grandfather had good timing, buying the last pound of egg cake, and because it was crumbled into bits, the vendor gave a discount of three more cents. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
The third grandfather spent seven cents and bought a pound of egg cake, happily humming a tune while driving the ox cart.







