After cleaning up the two little ones, Song Hongguo took a hot water bottle to the bathroom to wash up. It was too difficult to take a bath in such simple conditions, so she had to wipe it with a wet towel. She was very satisfied with the original owner's fine skin and tender flesh. Not only was it white,

It should be as convex as it should be, as thin as it should be, and it should be considered exquisite.

When I was washing my hair, I couldn't help but complain to the system, "Why don't you sell toiletries?"

The system said quietly, "Don't you have soap and toothpaste? There are also facial creams. They are all classic domestic products that have been passed down for hundreds of years. What else do you need a bicycle?"

Song Hongguo rolled her eyes, "I don't want a bicycle. I don't ask much from you. Just give me a bottle of shampoo."

I washed my hair with soap and it came out clean, but my hair felt dry and not smooth at all.

"...I haven't upgraded yet." It's still a grain and oil store, selling toiletries. This is too cross-border.

"Haha, you have sold medicine, and you didn't refuse when I asked you to sell dried shrimps and pickles. How do you explain this?" When she didn't know that as long as she squeezes enough, she can always squeeze out some oil?

"I was consuming my own energy in advance. If you want to have more products, you have to earn more points to upgrade. Don't always think about other things!" The system shouted at her angrily.

"Why are you so anxious?" Song Hongguo comforted perfunctorily, "Isn't it because there are too many things that are missing and we are anxious to use them? Besides, I don't want to go too far. Having said that, we are bound, how big is that?

It’s fate, why aren’t there any rewards? A big gift package is fine, it’s too difficult to start from scratch.”

"..."

"You didn't steal the reward secretly, did you?" Song Hongguo was teasing it, but it could be seen that it was silent, but it became serious, "Did you really keep it?"

"No!"

"Oh, it turns out there really is one..." Song Hongguo didn't expect such an unexpected surprise and couldn't wait to ask, "What kind of reward is it?"

The system hesitated, "It's nothing useful, it's all just to fool people..."

"Let me judge whether you fooled me, Xiao Tiantian, you are very dishonest, hurry up and tell me quickly!"

"It's just a chance to draw a lottery. The chance of winning is pitifully small. I won't tell you because I think it will be in vain and will injure you."

"Haha, thank you for thinking about me."

"...I am really good for you."

"Haha, do you think I'm stupid?" Is it worried that it has won a big prize and will have no shortage of things and no motivation to earn points?

"Okay, if you don't know a good heart, I will help you and make you give up completely!"

"I do, come on." If you can catch up on the lucky tricks of rebirth, can you still win a big prize?

Soon, a new picture appeared in my mind, similar to a lucky wheel. Click on the middle position. After stopping, see where the arrow stops.

The carousel was divided very finely, and most of it was blank. The system didn't fool her too much. It did take a lot of luck to win.

"Have you thought about it? It's not too late to regret now."

"Why should you regret it? The opportunity given to you is free, and you can make a profit if you have dates or not." She clicked, and the turntable immediately spun rapidly, making her dizzy.

It took two minutes for the turntable to slowly stop. Song Hongguo also began to feel nervous and held her breath. When the arrow finally pointed to the red area, a smile filled the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"How is it possible?" the system shouted in disbelief, "It's actually the first prize, and no host has ever won it before!"

"Hehehe, just because you didn't have it before, doesn't mean you don't have it now. If you are bound to a host that is so lucky to me, will your face also shine?"

"..." It doesn't feel that, but rather feels that the days to come will be more difficult.

"Tell me, what is the first prize?"

"...Perfect."

"Huh? What is that?"

The system said listlessly, "You will know after you see it yourself."

After saying that, the picture in my mind changed. There were small squares one after another, densely packed, and each one had words written on it: ten kilograms of rice, ten kilograms of eggs, ten meters of cloth, ten quilts..., without exception,

Everything starts with ten.

"Remember, you can only choose ten."

"Oh, so this is what is called perfect." Ten pieces, ten pounds, is the world of the system so far-fetched?

But staring at those things, Song Hongguo felt that she was not materialistic, and her heart was agitated at the moment, especially when she saw the hidden space. Is there anything that could give her a greater sense of security than the hidden space these days?

She didn't even wait to read the other options before clicking it without hesitation.

"Are you choosing this because you want to speculate in this era?" The system reminded pointedly, "The script you picked up is not about getting rich and becoming a business tycoon."

"Are you overthinking? How many things can be packed in ten square meters? I just want to put some objects that cannot be shown to anyone." She didn't really think about reselling it at first, but according to the system, someone else took it.

Have you read the script to get rich?

So besides her, are there other people who have been reborn in this era? Is the Golden Finger still a dimension?

She didn't ask the system. She probably couldn't say anything, so she continued to choose things. Ten quilts, ten military coats, ten watches, ten bicycles, and ten radios. Her fingers trembled when she clicked.

But they are the hard currency of this era, and they cannot be bought with money. With them, she feels that her life has reached its peak, and she no longer needs to struggle, she can just lie down.

The system was afraid that she would do this, so it hid the lottery, "Why do you just choose these things? Food is the hard currency..."

"Don't you have food? Is there still a shortage of food in the grain and oil store?" She felt that after winning the big prize, the system would never give her an advantage before upgrading, so it was natural that these more choices would be more useful and rarer.

of hard currency.

"Then why didn't you choose TV?"

"Is there any TV to watch in the 1960s?" Can she sell it?

"Then why don't you choose gold and silver jewelry? Aren't they more valuable?"

"I'm not that greedy for money!"

"..." So what are her selection criteria?

Ten pounds of wool, ten cans of malted milk, and ten family backup medicine boxes. Song Hongguo hesitated for a moment between the last ten meters of cloth and the ten pairs of shoes, and finally chose the former.

Cloth is more needed now, and shoes can be made by oneself.

"The malted milk, medicine box, and cloth are all prepared for your two little bastards, right? You do love them." The system snorted sourly and asked again, "How do you choose wool instead of cotton? Isn't cotton more practical?

Really? Ten pounds of cotton can make several pairs of cotton jackets and trousers."

"Isn't there a quilt? If you take out the cotton from a quilt, it would cost five or six kilograms, right? There would be several meters of extra cloth." She was so clever.
Chapter completed!