Feng Qingxue pondered over the amount of supplies she had remaining in her hidden space, considering whether they would last for another 20 years, then she remembered the money and vouchers Zhao dame had given her.
She took them out and counted, there were a total of thirty-two yuan, four dimes, and three cents, and a pile of cloth tickets measuring to five feet and two inches. There were no grain tickets, but she did have a bicycle ticket, which would expire at the end of the year.
A bicycle ticket!
She recognized it, and had found out through researching that in this era, a bicycle was equivalent to a small sedan!
Moreover, it was a Phoenix Brand, a well-known one at that!
In her previous life, when she was a child, there was a Phoenix Brand bicycle and a Phoenix Brand sewing machine at home. It was quite large and heavy. She remembered falling when learning to ride the bicycle. These items were part of her grandmother's dowry, along with a Shanghai Brand wristwatch.