Walking east from Fan'er Hutong, less than 200 meters is Qianmen Street.

On the east side of the road of Dabei Photo Studio and Post Office, which is currently named "New Beijing", is the 202 and 203 bus stop signs that Ning Weimin wants to take.

Coincidentally, Ning Weimin had just walked out of the alley.

I noticed a bus in the shape of bread coming from the south side of the road.

He made a quick decision and ran away.

When he ran to the bottom of the station sign, the blue "Skoda" happened to arrive.

Sure enough, the number displayed on the front sign of the car was "203".

Because it is the first car, there are not many natural people in the car.

Under the stop sign, except for Ning Weimin, there was no one waiting for the bus.

It's a little later, and maybe it's wrong.

The correct measures made Ning Weimin extremely pleased.

He got on the bus and showed his monthly pass, and then found a seat by the window and sat down.

But to be honest, in this era, the capital in the early hours of the morning is really not very interesting.

This is true even in Qianmen Street, the most well-known core business district in Beijing.

You know, at this time, people's lifestyles are too rustic, and public facilities are too backward.

There are no convenience stores, no neon signs, no displays, no flyovers on the streets.

The wires are connected in a way that is surface-sided, like a spider's web connected in the air through wooden poles.

The pedestrian crossing is so rough that it looks like a line drawn for the children's "hopscotch", and the traffic lights are much easier than in later generations.

Even the road is narrow, and the four-lane street is already wide.

Through the blackened windows, there are actually only street lights, which flicker with a faint glow like fireflies.

As for the shops on both sides of the road, one by one.

In addition to the West Grinding Factory, which was transformed from the old site of Zhengyang Building into a day and night canteen, it is still open for business to receive passengers from the railway station, revealing a little dim light that represents the meaning of acceptance.

All the rest of the shops, the doors and windows are tightly sealed, and the wooden rams are hung, quietly poking in the dark.

It's hard to even read the name of the store.

Even the tall and majestic front gate building, before dawn, can only show a dead silence like blue-gray, lifeless.

It is said to be the capital in the eighties, but no matter how you look at it, it looks like the capital of the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

Only when Route 203 passes through the Great Leaders Memorial Hall, the Monument to the People's Heroes, and Tiananmen Square from south to north, and turns onto Chang'an Avenue, will it show the momentum of the capital of the new society.

The roads here are wide and regular, the lights are always shining, the trees on both sides are towering, and the Soviet-style buildings are lined up, making the core of the capital extremely solemn and majestic.

With the gradually brightening skylight, the sound of "Dongfang Hong" from the Beijing Railway Station, all kinds of motor vehicles finally appeared.

Volga, Great Liberation, 2020 Jeep, Three Jumpers......

In addition, the scattered people who rode their bicycles to catch the morning shift, and the main force of urban transportation at that time - the tricycle driver who pedaled the flatbed three-wheeled cargo.

One of the country's most famous streets comes to life.

It's a pity that such a wonderful and decent scenery is only limited to the journey from Tiananmen Square to the Friendship Store.

When Ning Weimin got off the car from the intersection of Wangfujing Road, reversed onto the road, and waited until it passed Yong'anli, it was over again.

Because at this time, the Jianguomen overpass had just been completed.

The area around Jianguomen, except for a limited number of buildings, is flat.

This is the boundary between the city and the outside of the city in this era.

Once you cross here, even if you go out of the city, you don't even have a buffer between urban and rural areas.

If you want to see large-scale buildings again, you can only wait for the car to drive to Dabeiyao.

The well-known CBD area is now the industrial base of the capital.

There is no high-rise building, only a self-contained system, like a closed small kingdom of factories.

But even if he arrived here, it was still not Ning Weimin's final destination.

After getting off the bus, he had to take another trip to the suburbs on the long-distance 304 to sit on the ground for five stops, and then walk one kilometer on foot.

Because the place he is going to is actually the largest open-air garbage dump in the eastern suburbs of Beijing.

And his profession is a waste picker who eats by picking up garbage.

So that's why he got up so early to get on his way.

It was not only because of the long distance, but also because he was afraid that his neighbors would pick up and ask.

Even the equipment for work, he stuffed it into a big bag and carried it, for fear that others would see it.

It may be hard to believe that this is a somewhat humiliating choice.

In fact, it is Ning Weimin's only choice at present, and it is also the best choice.

Not for anything else, just because of the limitations of the times.

You must know that Ning Weimin's understanding of this era is completely derived from film and television dramas, rebirth novels and imagination.

He boasts that he has the emotional intelligence and quality that have been honed by society, has a golden finger that travels through time and space, and has a way to turn a stone into gold in a belly.

I think that in such a golden age where opportunities are everywhere, if you want to make a fortune by taking advantage of loopholes, isn't it a matter of minutes?

Even if you don't catch the last chance of non-recent graduates to enter the university in 1979, you should be able to live a good life.

It's a pity that imagination is just imagination after all.

As someone who lacks enough knowledge of this era.

Ning Weimin couldn't accurately measure how much of a restriction existed in this strange era.

It is inevitable that the mistake of optimism will be made.

Yes, in the frenzy years, those place names and symbols that were given a strong political overtone.

began to change back to the old place name, the old brand.

"Anti-imperialist Road" was restored to "Dongjiaomin Lane", and "Anti-repair Road" was changed back to "Xijiaomin Lane".

"Dongfeng Market" was changed back to "Dong'an Market", and "Beijing Roast Duck Restaurant" took the lead in restoring the plaque of "Judequan".

At the same time, the placards, walls of quotations, and big-character posters that dotted the streets quickly disappeared.

The young people even wore fashionable bell-bottoms, and the girls permed their hair into curls.

These are all clear signs that a positive change in life is imminent.

But then again, this is only a superficial change.

Real inner change is not something that happens overnight, it is a very slow and difficult process.

In fact, because the reform has just begun, the ecological environment of society at this time is still following the rules of the planned economic system.

Reality did not provide Ning Weimin with any space to show his strength and write a personal legend.

Old forces and ideas are still deeply ingrained in people's hearts.

First of all, let's do business, there are no legal self-employed people in these years.

There are people who do small business, and even some people are bold enough to push a small car to Tiananmen Square and blatantly sell Bian radish.

But there is one thing, don't run into people who "speculate in the office".

Otherwise, you will have to walk away without food, and your things will be confiscated, confiscated, and fined.

Of course, there are also people who are doing the work of pouring food stamps, industrial coupons, and overseas Chinese remittance coupons.

But the crime is also more serious, and the reselling of tickets involves the country's economic fundamentals, which is already considered a criminal offense.

If you are really caught, it will not be a matter of staying in the number for a few days, at least it will take two years to start.

If you want to eat in the hospital and the train station, it is also useless to be a scalper.

In recent years, the ticket system has been strictly enforced, restricting the floating population.

The hospitals in the capital still serve the locals, and they can't get to the point where they can't be registered.

The hospital is a triple bill system, and no one is willing to spend money on an expert.

As for the business travelers, almost all of them are on official assignment, and they must buy train tickets with a letter of introduction.

So who will buy a high-priced ticket?

If you want to say that the only feasible thing in this regard, I am afraid is to resell some movie tickets or performance tickets.

But to do this, one is thin, and the other is a little late.

Cinemas and theaters already have various Mao gods delineating their spheres of influence.

Where are these people to mess with?

Outsiders rashly stretch out their hands, and they have to be beaten at the lightest, and if they don't get it right, they will be spent.

As for stamps, no one cares about them, and private transactions are thriving.

Unfortunately, most stamp collectors trade stamps for stamps that they don't have.

At this time, philately was philately, and it still maintained great purity.

There are not many cases where someone really spends a lot of money to buy a cherished ticket.

And what is especially urgent is that at this time, the monkey ticket has been issued.

The full-page "Golden Monkey Bills" were left unattended at the post office counter.

But for Ning Weimin, who has a pocket that is cleaner than his face, he can see it, but he can't eat it.

How anxious is this?

It's a heart-scratching torture.

To put it bluntly, it's like being blind, if you can't see by nature.

I don't know what red is and what green is, so I don't feel bad.

I'm afraid that I'm halfway blind.

How bright the red is and how fresh the green is, he knows it all in his heart.

That's what it feels like to hit your head against the wall.

Of course, because of this, Ning Weimin retreated and moved the idea of going to work.

I think it's not impossible to find a reason to do it first for the time being in order to buy a monkey ticket.

Even if it's a temporary worker, even if it's a salary of more than ten yuan a month.

As long as he gets it in his hand and scrapes the expenses, it is enough for him to get two full-page tickets a month.

A full page of 1.5 million to 1.8 million yuan, working for a month, is equivalent to saving 3 million, it's worth it.

Unfortunately, this path of compromise will not work.

The vegetable wholesale station outside Yongding Gate has found a stevedore.

The street also recommended Ning Weimin to go.

But as soon as people saw Ning Weimin's image of Peking Opera, they returned him.

I dislike him for being too thin and weak, and it's not as good as an old lady to do this job.

After that, Ning Weimin never received any news about the work arrangement.

To put it mildly, under the huge employment pressure of 17 million educated youths who have returned to the city across the country.

Even the incineration workers in the crematorium, the street sweepers in the sanitation bureau, and the dung diggers have all become jobs that have to compete for jobs.

A bitter child like Ning Weimin, who didn't find a job when he had a mother, is now a rootless grass, isn't it even more difficult?

In this way, Ning Weimin is powerful and has nowhere to go.

All those grand plans for the future were about to suffocate in his stomach.

Thinking about it, in order to be able to catch the Wangwang given by God...... No, the Monkey Ticket Package.

It seems that you can only pick up the rags.