Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife-Chapter 71 - 00 Shopping 3_1

Chapter 71: Chapter 0071 Shopping 3_1

Chapter 71 -0071 Shopping 3_1

After the meal, they walked down the street, full of energy.

Lu Jiang took Feng Qingxue to the department store, stopping in front of the fabric counter, and pulled out a large pile of cloth tickets.

“Comrade, we are buying fabric, bring out a few samples for us to have a look.”

Seeing both of them dressed in military coats, with Lu Jiang wearing an unbuttoned coat, under which was a military uniform, the badges on his shoulders all too evident, the salesclerk, who was knitting a sweater at the counter, immediately stood up and greeted them warmly.

“What kind of fabric do you want to look at, Comrade? Our newly arrived products are all of the highest quality.”

“Qingxue, what color fabric do you prefer for your clothes?” Lu Jiang turned his head to ask Feng Qingxue. “Pick the fabric you like. Let’s first purchase fabric, then buy clothing, shoes, and socks.”

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“I have enough clothes to wear; there’s no need to waste money.”

Indeed, she had enough clothing to wear exchanged from what Aunt Xu made and retrieved from the Feng Family.

However, Lu Jiang said, “How is this a waste? Pick whatever you want to buy; the tickets I have should be plenty.”

Feng Qingxue hesitated for a moment. Then, she carefully looked at the fabric set out on the counter. There were much more selections and they were of better quality than those in the county department store. There were varieties like cotton, khaki, labor cloth, corduroy, and more. The colors were mostly black, blue, and grey. The brightest color available was military green, and there was also a piece of plaid woolen fabric in black, red, and gray. Apart from these, there were no bright colored fabrics.

The saleswoman in her thirties was very observant and immediately asked, “What color do you like, Comrade? Whichever one you want, just let me know. Look at this plaid woolen cloth; it looks great when made into a shirt. Also, here’s a piece of green khaki.”

“We’ll take this piece of plaid wool,” Lu Jiang said, settling on the only piece of wool before Feng Qingxue could reply.

The saleswoman responded with a full-faced smile, “Sure thing, Comrade.”

After careful consideration, Feng Qingxue chose blue labor cloth and a piece of army green khaki. She only asked for enough for making a single garment of each and said, “This should be enough.”

“How is this enough? As I said before, don’t hold back with me.”

After finishing his sentence, Lu Jiang pointed at blue and black labor cloth, black and blue corduroy, blue, green, and black khaki fabric and ordered: “I need twenty feet of each. Also, tear two twenty-feet pieces of thin cotton cloth, one in blue floral print and one in white.”

Feng Qingxue quickly said, “Brother Lu, there’s no need to buy so much fabric!”

“It’s not often we make the trip, let’s just buy it. The army provides us with food, shelter, and seasonal clothing, so all these cloth tickets gathered from my comrades would be wasted if not used. I won’t need them in the future anyway,” said Lu Jiang, who had intended to buy her many clothes from the start.

Back in the day, when her brother proposed to his wife, he presented her with as many as eighty bolts of silk and satin, along with ten sets of different seasonal clothes.

Compared to that, what he can do for her now seems so negligible.

Feng Qingxue had to give in and watched as Lu Jiang paid for the fabric with cash and cloth tickets.

The cotton cloth was 60 cents a foot, khaki fabric was 80 cents, labor cloth and corduroy were 1 yuan per foot, and the plaid woolen cloth was the most expensive—10 yuan per foot. The whole piece was eight feet-stick six inches in length, costing a total of eighty-six yuan.

Buying fabric not only required money but also cloth tickets.

The clerk clipped the tickets and money to the wire contraption hanging above her head. With a swoosh, the trolley carrying them was pulled away.

After a short while, the trolley returned, with only spare change and receipts attached to the clip.

The clerk handed the change to Lu Jiang, and after cutting the designated fabrics swiftly, folded them neatly and said, “Comrades, we also have yarn here, both wool and mixed yarn. Would you like to buy some? They are also new arrivals. The sweaters made from them will keep you warm.”