After Jiang Yulou did some popular science for a while, he announced on the radio that the flight to Xiangjiang had begun checking in and boarding.
All the old haters didn't dare to move. It wasn't until Jiang Yulou took the lead that everyone followed and boarded the plane.
Compared with later generations, the hardware facilities of passenger aircraft in this era were somewhat inferior, but it was still acceptable. Jiang Yulou and Tang Yuewen sat together.
After getting on the plane, Tang Yuewen touched here and there, and everything she saw felt very fresh.
She didn't know, so she could only ask Jiang Yulou, who made Jiang Yulou look like he knew everything and couldn't trouble him at all.
It wasn't until the plane took off that the strong shaking made her calm down.
The girl closed her eyes and held his hand tightly, a thin layer of sweat even appeared on her forehead.
Jiang Yulou was very distressed and could only comfort her in a low voice while encouraging her.
It wasn't until the plane flew smoothly that Tang Yuewen slowly opened her eyes.
The girl's eyes were filled with moisture, "Yulou, am I useless?"
"How could it be? This is the first time I'm on a plane."
"But you're normal?"
"Because...because I asked Wang Shuo's grandson, didn't he tell you that he often took flights to write books, and I only found out how to do it after asking him about it."
"is that so?"
Jiang Yulou nodded and said, "Of course."
"It makes me feel better when you say that." The girl muttered softly.
After a while, Tang Yuewen began to look out the window, "Jade Tower, look, Yanjing City has become so small. There are also white clouds, so beautiful!"
"Well, it's really beautiful."
The girl looked at the scenery outside the window, while Jiang Yulou looked at the girl's profile.
Suddenly, Tang Yuewen came to her senses, blushed and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Look at the beautiful scenery." Jiang Yulou replied confidently.
The girl lowered her head, her shy look made him want to hold her in his arms immediately.
Tang Yuewen knew that her face must be very hot. It was not that she had never said anything about love to Jiang Yulou, but she was still very embarrassed in public.
"Um, Yulou, how many Hong Kong dollars did you exchange?"
"I took 1,000 yuan and went to the bank to change it, and I got about more than 7,600 Hong Kong dollars."
"Ah, so many."
In this era, the exchange rate between RMB and Hong Kong dollar is almost 1:7.6.
Jiang Yulou and the others belong to the government, and they are given full redemption according to the license price. If they exchanged it in Xiangjiang, they wouldn't be able to exchange it for so much.
"My parents gave me a thousand Hong Kong dollars, but I don't know if it will be enough. Hong Kong is a capitalist society, and I heard that prices are very high..." Tang Yuewen turned her head and glanced around, then said back: "I heard that there is a lot of flowers over there. The world is particularly capable of corrupting people’s will.”
"I'm not afraid! I'm a man with an iron will. Don't try to defeat me with sugar-coated bullets."
Jiang Yulou patted his chest and boasted.
Tang Yuewen curled her lips, not believing what he said.
But he was also a little worried. After arriving in Yanjing, she also read a lot of pictorials of Hong Kong and Taiwan stars. Those female stars were so beautiful. Especially when many female celebrities take photos...even without clothes...
Thinking of this, her face turned red again, she glanced at Jiang Yulou and lowered her head suddenly, leaving him confused.
The flight to Hong Kong took a long time. After two hours, the freshness disappeared and everyone leaned on their chairs to catch up on their sleep. Jiang Yulou was okay, it was only two hours. Although it was a bit boring, he could play with Tang Yuewen's little hands.
After a while, there was a crunching sound, and two stewardesses pushed the trolley out.
"Yuewen, wake up, it's time to eat!"
Jiang Yulou gently pinched the girl's delicate face.
Tang Yuewen straightened up in a daze, looked at the car, and said cutely: "Is there food to eat on the plane?"
Jiang Yulou nodded and said, "This is called airplane meal. It's free, but the food is average."
He looked down upon the airplane meals of this era, which were incomparable to those of later generations.
In fact, it's pretty good now. A few months ago, the country's first Sino-foreign joint venture "Yanjing Aviation Food Co., Ltd." jointly operated by the Yanjing Civil Aviation Administration and Xiangjiang Maxim's Group opened. Since then, the standard of in-flight meals has been greatly improved. .
Before this, airplane food was terrible, usually lunch meat, canned anchovies, fruit, biscuits and the like.
"Is it free? Then I want to try it."
Tang Yuewen said seriously.
The girl stopped the flight attendant and asked for a meal. Jiang Yulou took a look and saw that there was also steak, which was much better than he expected.
Everyone else ate, but it seemed unreasonable for him not to eat, so he also ordered a steak. Well, I’m definitely not craving for airplane food, absolutely not.
At this time, Wang Meng, who was sitting behind them, was also woken up. After learning from Jiang Yulou that the in-flight meals were free, he spread the news widely, fearing that the writers on the same plane would not know.
"Lao Wang is so nice!" Jiang Yulou smiled.
Not to mention, this 80-year-old airplane meal is really good, worthy of being an international flight.
After finishing the meal, the stewardess came over with a cart and placed desserts and various drinks.
Hey, that seems to be Maotai?
Jiang Yulou then remembered the news he had seen in his previous life. Starting around 1975, passengers on airplanes could receive a bottle of Maotai as a gift. Later, it was changed to free drinking. This rule lasted for about 13 years.
He was just a bit curious and had no intention of asking for a drink. Even the free Maotai was not very attractive to him.
After asking Tang Yuewen what she wanted, he asked for two glasses of juice, which were freshly squeezed.
After eating and drinking, he felt a little sleepy. So, he held Tang Yuewen's hand and fell asleep for a while.
Almost an hour later, the plane announcement rang,
"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is about to land, please confirm again to fasten your seat belts..."
First there was a notice in Chinese, then in English.
Jiang Yulou put his head next to the window of the plane and saw that there were densely packed buildings below, like a jungle, with streets interspersed between the buildings and busy traffic.
The plane landed at the airport soon, and everyone on the plane was shouting, surprised that the airport in Xiangjiang was built in a place surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea on one side.
When we walked out of the passage, everyone felt light and airy all over, and the novelty not only did not diminish, but actually increased.
Just when some people were worried about what to do after leaving the airport, everyone saw the conspicuous sign at the exit.
I saw a few people holding up signs: Welcome to the Mainland Writers Association Hong Kong Exchange.
"Everyone, please pay attention. Please be serious and don't cause a diplomatic incident."
"knew."
After seeing that everyone realized the seriousness, Feng Xianzhi straightened the collar of his tunic suit and then strode over.
He originally wanted to shake hands and communicate with the airport pick-up staff from Xiangjiang, but unexpectedly he heard a shutter sound of "click, click, click". The old gentleman was startled when he found a group of reporters coming out of nowhere.
Feng Xianzhi had seen this battle anywhere in Yanjing, and everyone was confused.
They were still very experienced in Xiangjiang, so they said unhurriedly: "Mr. Feng, friends from the Writers' Association, please go this way, the car is this way!"
The person who picked up the airport had a weird accent. They separated several people to block the reporters, while the leader guided everyone to get on the bus.
