"I smile proudly, smile proudly, laugh at the fact that Hongchen people are not old......"

East of Yongdingmen Railway Station Square, next to the stop sign of the No. 102 trolleybus, Hong Yanwu is humming a minor tune and waiting for the train. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info The more he sang, the more smug he became, and the corners of his mouth were completely upturned.

Why was he so happy?

There is only one answer. That's right, Uncle Xue's money was recovered.

Just now, after Hong Yanwu knocked the "strong pimple" unconscious with a punch and kick, he simply used this voyeur expert as a footstep. Stepping on the boy's ass, he reached a bulging newspaper bag between the toilet purlin and the reeds on the roof.

As soon as he got the thing in his hand, Hong Yanwu had a premonition because of the heavy weight. As a result, as soon as the newspaper bag was opened, it was indeed You San's hidden stolen goods. The colorful banknotes and bills were hastily tied into a thick pile by a monkey skin band. At a glance, it is known that at least it is the culmination of a few days of harvest, and it is likely to be the "share of money" that You San is preparing to "offer".

Hong Yanwu was overjoyed and immediately began to count the money. It didn't take long for him to recognize Uncle Xue's "Steelmaking Five Yuan" from the thick banknote. Now he was completely down-to-earth, threw the newspaper into the pit, and put all the banknotes and coupons into his pocket.

In this way, the ending is very satisfying. Hong Yanwu not only found his things, but also made a small fortune unexpectedly.

So, do you want to hand over the money to the public?

No kidding. Hong Yanwu has never asked himself to be a good person with noble sentiments. What's more, it was not easy for him to find the money. Think about the twists and turns, it is even more difficult than learning from the West. Let's not mention how hard it took him to catch You San, and not mention that he was almost detained in the police station overnight. Even the ordeal he suffered in the toilet was enough for him. These unexpected gains were a kind of compensation for him, so he naturally smiled honestly and unceremoniously.

Speaking of such a lively story, how much money is in the newspaper bag?

Early in the early 200s.

200 yuan?

Hey, that doesn't sound like a lot, but don't forget, it's over 200 in the late seventies.

Before the reform and opening up, the Chinese people had always been under the shadow of poverty, and eight or nine out of ten of the population had been in general poverty for a long time and had no choice but to do so. Therefore, when it comes to the seventies, people have a unified feeling, that is, poverty. Let's talk about a few things, and we will know the quality of these two hundred yuan.

First of all, at the end of the 70s, the bride price of the richest families in Beijing was only 1 to 200 yuan, and the "three turns, one ring, one click" (bicycle, watch, sewing machine, radio, camera), five major items were fully equipped for less than 600 yuan, but for most families, although they yearned for it, they could only stay away.

The second thing, taking catering consumption as an example, if anyone has thirty yuan in their pockets this year, they can start from the barbecue in the Xuanwu Gate and go north to the vegetarian restaurant, Youyishun, and Quyuan, and eat until the casserole house in Xisi. If you subtract it by half, and you only have fifteen yuan in your pocket, then you can invite ten people to eat a whole table of mutton shabu from the east. What if it was less than five yuan? That would be enough for the two of them to eat a round belly in "Lao Mo". However, even if it is only a consumption of five yuan, for most people, it is a luxury that they have never dared to try. If anyone is by chance and really goes out to experience it once, then this kind of "superior" experience will definitely be recorded in the glorious history of the individual, which is enough to reminisce for a lifetime.

The third thing is that Xing Zhengyi and Zhao Zhenmin are people's policemen, and their salaries are high in society at this time, but their salaries are only 35 yuan, so in comparison, more than 200 yuan is almost equivalent to their wages for several months. If you compare it with the salary of an apprentice worker of more than ten yuan, then these two hundred yuan is simply a person's annual income without eating or drinking.

The fourth thing is that during this period, the average monthly living expenses of the people in the capital were about ten yuan. So how much purchasing power does a "great unity" have in life?

As the largest denomination of the banknote at the time, the 10 yuan of the 3rd edition was at least equivalent to 100 yuan of the 4th and 5th editions.

The specific comparison is as follows:

1977: $10 = $68. 5 catties of rice, 11 catties of eggs, 200 catties of vegetables, 10. 8 pounds of pork, 10. 5 pounds of peanut oil (note, all ingredients are absolutely natural)

2013: $10 = 3. 2 pounds of rice, 1. 1 pound of eggs, 4. 5 pounds of vegetables 0. 7 pounds of pork, 0. 8 pounds of peanut oil (I can't say which one is genetically modified, but at least it is also driven by chemical fertilizer feed)

This comparison is only between the agricultural and sideline products with the lowest added value, and other products such as tobacco and alcohol, clothing, entertainment, housing, and medical care are not counted. If we consider it all things considered, the purchasing power of 10 yuan at that time was several times that of 100 yuan now.

There was a joke on the Internet that the biggest bill used to be ten dollars, which was enough for a group of people to eat. But the 100 yuan of the four great blue men who came out later was only enough for four people to eat. And the later pink 100 yuan was only enough for one person to order two dishes and one soup outside. This joke is a metaphor for the magnitude of the depreciation of the currency.

Some people may say, "It's useless to just have money these days?" If you don't have a ticket, it's not easy to buy things even if you have money.

That's true, but there is another one, what is in demand and what is in demand, what will generate transactions. Some Chinese people are born with the head of a market economy, and almost instinctively discover that reselling tickets can make a profit, so there is a black market for tickets that are interconnected. There, all tickets have a price. But what do you have to buy? You have to rely on money. It's just that this kind of reselling of tickets was counted as a crime of speculation back then, and if you are caught, you will at least have to confiscate the money for the tickets, be "invited" to stay for a few days, and even be sentenced to prison if it is serious.

In addition, I have to say that Hong Yanwu's luck is really good. Because before You San fled, he gathered all the good things on his body. So to be precise, Hong Yanwu finally seized from the newspaper bag, in addition to 225 yuan, there were 120 catties of national grain stamps, 21 catties of rice stamps, 29 and a half catties of face stamps, 50 catties of coarse grain stamps, 2 catties and 6 taels of edible oil stamps, and 3 taels of sesame oil stamps. In addition, there are 15 feet 3 inches of cloth tickets, 27 industrial coupons, and a number of cigarette stamps.

In particular, these tickets kept by the "Buddha" are really the most valuable good things in all tickets. In this era of lack of materiality, these food stamps, cloth stamps, industrial stamps and cigarette stamps bring together the three categories of "eating, wearing, and using", and invisibly add considerable value. Not only are these tickets completely readily available for cashing out on the black market if desired. It can even play a role in certain distribution links. In essence, this is a far more valuable asset than money.

You San, You San, grandpa not only beat you today, but also "rolled" your rabbit cub's old bottom, I'm afraid you never dreamed of it. ”

Hehe, thank you for your filial piety, this is called the thief meets the thief ancestor. ”

Hong Yanwu thought of You San's benefits again, and couldn't help but breathe a deep sigh of relief in his excitement.

The clouds faded, the wind lightened, and the depression that had condensed in my heart dissipated. The sun shines on my body and I feel extremely warm, and even the air seems to be exceptionally fresh. Now he thinks everything he sees is so cute, even the noisy people around him seem so kind and down-to-earth. It's an indescribable satisfaction.

Relieve gas!