Chapter 52: The Guest House
"The Qingnian Street station has arrived, and the people who got off the train have gone to the back door!"
The conductor immediately alerts the passengers on the train.
"Nanling Park has arrived, and the passengers who got off the bus have gone to the back!"
"The city center arrived, and the passengers who got off the bus went to the back!"
More than ten minutes later, the bus arrived at the city center square, this road except for the traffic lights and the station will stop for a while, the car does not have any stop, if twenty or thirty years later, this distance in the end of the road not walk for half an hour is strange, no traffic jam may be the only good news for the car on the road now.
A few people got off the bus, asked the people nearby, and soon found the No. 54 bus stop.
got on the bus, this time each person spent four cents to buy a ticket, and it took nearly half an hour to get to the provincial association.
"Shencheng is so big! It took nearly an hour to take the car, and if we were in Fucheng, we would have been out of the city in an hour. β
One person was amazed again and again.
"How can our Fucheng be compared with Shencheng! The last time I came, I sat for more than an hour, and it took me three trips to get there. β
Zhou Delu replied with some pride, he was the only one among the people who had ever been to Shen City, and his self-consciousness and knowledge were much stronger than others.
Of course, this does not include Liu Lang, just now in the car, Liu Lang looked outside, there are large factories everywhere, what chemical plants, machinery factories, cement factories, steel mills, etc., much more than Fucheng, the scale is not comparable to his hometown, every factory has a high chimney, and billowing black smoke floats into the sky.
Now the country has no concept of environmental protection, and the people don't care.
"It's finally time to get there. β
A few people saw that there was a square in front, and on the side was a circle of old buildings that were fenced, which was very wide, with green trees, and lights shining out, and occasionally a few figures flashed, and there was a wooden sign at the entrance of the compound, which read the words "Liaobei Province Zhengxie Compound", and there were two policemen standing guard at the door.
This kind of compound is where work and life are all together, and Xiao Nanguang should live in a small building inside.
At this time, it was nearly seven o'clock in the evening, several people set off at seven o'clock in the morning, and it took a full ten hours to arrive at the place, lunch was eaten on the train, all of which were brought from home, Liu Lang only ate two eggs, and his stomach was already hungry and gurgling at the end of the day.
"Let's find a guest house to live in first, after a day of walking, my stomach is almost hungry!"
One person said, and the others immediately agreed.
Not far from here, there is a small three-story building with the words "Zhengxie Guest House" written on the door, and several people walked in to prepare to stay.
"Comrade, is there still a place to live?"
Zhou Delu asked.
"Where are you?"
A woman in her forties asked.
"We are from Fucheng Bearing Factory, by the way, this is our letter of introduction!"
Zhou Delu took out a piece of paper from his bag.
"It is hereby proved that Zhou Delu, Liu Donglai, Liu Minsheng, Chu Yujiang, Zhang Decai, and Wu Bo are workers of our factory and go to Shencheng to handle official business, and we hereby explain!"
The date is written on the paper and the seal of Fucheng Bearing Factory is stamped at the same time.
Liu Lang knew that in 1983 the state had not yet implemented the ID card system, and it was very troublesome to stay in the house, and it was necessary for the unit to issue a letter of introduction, otherwise he would have to get a household registration book.
"Well, there are five of you, who is this kid?"
The other party looked at the letter of introduction and then looked at Liu Lang and asked.
"He's my son!"
Liu Donglai hurriedly replied.
"Do children stay in a bed?"
"No, he just shares a bed with me. β
How old is Liu Langcai? How can he live in a bed alone?
"Five beds......... Okay, there are four-person rooms, three dollars for a bed, and fifteen large rooms, one dollar for a bed, what kind of accommodation do you live?"
The other party asked.
"Three bucks?"
Zhou Delu bared his teeth.
Why is it so expensive? The best four-person room in the guest house in Fucheng is only one dollar a bed, and Shencheng is three times more expensive.
This...... Zhou Delu glanced at the others, and several people looked at him silently.
"Donglai and I, as well as Yujiang, Decai, plus Xiao Liu Lang, the five of us live in a four-person room, and the two of you live in a fifteen-person room!"
Zhou Delu said ruthlessly.
If he hadn't come with 20,000 yuan this time, he wouldn't have spent this unjust money.
"By seven o'clock tomorrow night, you will have a total of fourteen yuan, and if it expires, you will have to pay another fourteen!"
The other party took the money, pulled out six bills and handed them to Zhou Delu.
The six of them got together in the four-person room first, and they hadn't eaten yet, so they had to solve the stomach problem first.
Of course, in the 80s, the first private restaurant in the capital opened, and now it is eighty-three years, three years have passed, and there are already many private restaurants in the capital, although Shencheng is not as good as the capital, but there are also some private restaurants, but the time at the moment is half past seven in the evening, this era is not more than ten years later, basically after six o'clock in the evening, the hotel will be closed, and there may be restaurants that are open until later, but that is in the most central area of the city, anyway, there is no canteen that can eat nearbyγ
"Let's make do tonight, and we'll have a good meal tomorrow morning!"
After Zhou Delu finished speaking, he took out a lunch box, which was still the leftover meal at noon, rice and pickles, and ate it without saying anything.
A few people didn't say anything, and it was useless to make a sound, so they also took out food and ate it with hot water.
After eating and briefly discussing tomorrow's arrangements, several people washed up separately, and at nine o'clock in the evening, the staff of the guest house shouted loudly in the corridor: "Turn off the lights and go to bed!"
Soon, the lights in all the rooms went out, and after a while, the sound of snoring came out, especially the kind of large room of fifteen people, often several people snoring together, it was simply "thunder and thunder".
Liu Lang lived in a four-person room, and the factory director Zhou Delu also snored after a while, the sound seemed to be beating a drum, and the others didn't care, because they also "echoed" after a few moments, and the snoring echoed each other in the room, and the noisy Liu Lang couldn't sleep peacefully after a while, but fortunately, he had practiced a kind of "magical kung fu" when he was in college in his previous life , lying on the bed sideways and pressing one ear, the fingers on it blocked the other ear, so that the sound was much quieter, plus he was also tired today, and about an hour later, he also fell asleep in the sound of "one after another".
A few people got up early the next morning, not because they wanted to work, but because they were so hungry that they almost didn't have the strength to sleep.
The hostel has its own canteen, and when a few people arrived at the cafeteria, there were already more than a dozen people in the front line.
Steamed bread, fried dough sticks, soy milk, bean curd, stinky tofu, millet porridge.
The food in the canteen is not bad, and the hungry people are dripping.
"Son, you occupy a seat here, let's go buy a meal ticket!"
Liu Donglai and a few people walked up to a female signman with money and food stamps, while Liu Lang came to take a seat at a wooden table.
If you want to eat, you have to buy a meal ticket first, which is similar to how you will do business in a bank in the future.
Soon, several people were back in their seats with a meal ticket.
"Thirteen steamed buns, seven fried dough sticks, seven bowls of soy milk, seven bowls of millet porridge plus three pieces of bean curd and three pieces of stinky tofu, these are enough for us to eat! This meal cost us three cents a piece and two catties of white flour tickets, and Shencheng's meals are not cheap!"
Zhou Delu counted it with a pen, and his words were quite distressing, if he was in Fucheng, more than one dollar would be enough for a few people to have a small drink.
"Factory director, let's come out but we're here to do things for the factory, we're tired to death along the way, we can't help but eat a full stomach, don't always calculate the money, make people upset!"
One said with some impatience.
"If you don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, this money is the factory's money, and you have to save it if you can save it!"
Zhou Delu smiled.