Chapter 4 The spring breeze of the times

Style: Science Author: echo that yearWords: 2204Update Time: 24/01/18 05:54:00
Exit location.

Just as Wang Ye was looking around, a voice suddenly came from next to him:

"Little brother, do you want an atlas?"

"The national map, the Luqi Province map, and the Quancheng City map are all included."

"If you buy a copy, it will be convenient for you to go anywhere in the future!"

Wang Ye turned his head when he heard this voice and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray imitation suit jacket asking himself in a low voice. While speaking, he opened his jacket and saw that the inner layer of the jacket was sewn with pockets, and the pockets were inserted. Holding a palm-sized and slender simple atlas.

It has only been ten days since Wang Ye was reborn in this era. Sometimes he would unconsciously ignore certain issues, such as maps. After all, there is no such thing as mobile phone navigation in this era. He relies on maps when going out.

Even for the next thirty years, it was common practice for various vendors to sell atlases at the station, until the rise of smartphones.

"How much?"

Wang Ye, who was slightly moved, asked. The middle-aged man raised a finger and said:

"One yuan!"

In an instant, Wang Ye's expression froze, and then he squeezed out a sneer, looked at this middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance, and said with a hint of cunning:

"Brother, why don't you just go grab the money?"

"You're selling me a dollar for just such an atlas? Do you think I'm a fool?"

While Wang Ye was talking, he pretended not to care and rolled up his shirt sleeves, revealing his rather strong biceps. After all, working on machinery in this era requires physical work, and it would naturally develop over time. In addition, Wang Ye Ye's height of over 1.9 meters is quite oppressive.

The reason for doing this is actually simpler.

It is now 1982. To put it bluntly, for a single person like Wang Ye, it is not impossible to encounter forced buying and selling at a place like the entrance of a train station. The probability is even very high, so Wang Ye only To flex your muscles.

"Hey, little brother, what are you talking about? Robbery is illegal and you will go to jail!"

"How about I see that you're kind-hearted, so I'll give you a cheaper price? Seventy cents per book! I hear your accent is from the north, so I'll sell it to you at the purchase price, okay?"

Following Wang Ye's movements, the middle-aged uncle quickly waved his hand and said this, and Wang Ye thought for a moment and said:

"A dime! I only have a dime of change."

"It's okay, but if it's not okay, I'll throw it away. Anyway, I'm going to find someone to ask for directions. It's just a waste of words!"

In Wang Ye's opinion, the simple atlas he showed was worth a dime at most, so he quoted the price directly.

After all, the average first-level worker who has just started working now only earns 20 to 30 yuan. He can buy a pound of good pork for 7 cents, a newspaper for 5 cents, and various magazines. Two cents to five cents.

"I guess he wouldn't be able to sell it to me for just a dime."

"Anyway, I'm just wandering around Quancheng, and I'm going to the machinery factory soon. Actually, there's no point in buying a map."

“It’s time to save money, time to spend money, you can eat several big white steamed buns for just a dime!”

Just as thoughts flashed through Wang Ye's mind, the middle-aged man saw a flash of light in his eyes. With a smile, he put the simple atlas in his hand into Wang Ye's arms, and at the same time spread his hands and said:

"Okay, just a dime, I just opened today."

"Little brother, hurry up and pay!"

At that moment, Wang Ye felt the muscles at the corner of his mouth tremble, and finally took out a crumpled piece of money from his pocket and handed it to the sinister middle-aged man.

"The money and goods have been cleared. Goodbye, little brother!"

Taking the money from Wang Ye, the middle-aged man left quickly looking around, looking guilty. Seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help but frown slightly and opened the atlas in his hand.

As expected, this simple atlas did not contain any information about the publisher at all, and it was a privately printed product.

However, the printer is somewhat conscientious. The paper is not as bad as toilet paper. To a certain extent, it can be said that the printer is very conscientious. Although I don’t know what year the original map was, the printing is very clear and even In some places, visible to the naked eye, there are traces of additional paintings after printing. To put it simply, this extremely simple atlas is basically a purely handmade product.

"Sure enough, the spring breeze blew across the earth, and all walks of life came to life."

“As Ruqi Province, a coastal province in the central region, it is obvious that the general public’s awareness of openness far exceeds that of inland provinces!”

Finally, Wang Ye smiled and shook his head and said to himself, Wang Ye's hometown is located in Tianxia City, Shanjin Province, the famous Loess Plateau and the hometown of coal in the North China region. Wang Ye also returned to his hometown during the Chinese New Year. The overall situation Still closed.

The only thing that can be said is that there is a lot of speculation in many local coal mines, that is, after the coal mines complete the production of coal that needs to be handed over to the state, all the excess coal that is mined is sold on the black market.

This kind of speculation is also the origin of the current dual-track price system in China. The coal turned over to the state is allocated by the state to enterprises that need coal. The price is within the plan, which is relatively cheap. However, if the coal is not enough, more coal will be needed. Coal, purchased from the black market using market prices, will be very expensive.

"This also shows that the business competition in Ruqi Province is fierce in some cases."

“If you fail to choose a track well, you may lose all your investment.”

After saying this, Wang Ye's expression became much more solemn, and the reason why Wang Ye said this is also very simple. After all, the overall domestic production capacity is relatively low nowadays. State-owned factories and even self-employed individuals who want to make money can only think of basically the same products. They are all relatively simple and fixed categories, which leads to everyone rushing to produce the same product, and the final result is to lower each other's prices.

"No matter, let's go report first and then talk about it."

Then Wang Ye shook his head and opened the page of Quancheng City in the atlas. After a few seconds, he found the provincial government's residence. At the same time, he sighed helplessly and said:

"It's too far. You still have to take the bus."

"If I had known better, I should have been thick-skinned and not bought this atlas..."

At this moment, a young and energetic voice suddenly came from not far away:

"Comrade Wang Ye? Are you Comrade Wang Ye?"

"No? Sorry! Sorry!"

Suddenly Wang Ye looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young man wearing a yellow-green military uniform holding a wooden sign in his hand, which was the thing held by the sports meeting entrance leader, with a sign on it. On the red paper used for writing couplets, the word "Wang Ye" was written in strong black calligraphy. He was catching the young man leaving the station and questioning him.

Seeing this scene, Wang Ye guessed that this young soldier must have come to pick him up. Looking down at the atlas in his hand, he felt more and more like a big resentment.

"Hello, comrade."

"I am the Wang Ye you are looking for."

After two seconds of silence, Wang Ye finally strode over and said to the young warrior.