As the largest coal producing area in Henan Province, Pingdingshan is famous throughout China, although it is not as rich as Shanxi coal, but it is enough for a province to dig and utilize.

When Chen Tianlang first arrived in Guidi with his people, his first feeling was that Pingdingshan and Nandu were almost the same, at least in terms of urban construction. And this is also a common problem in many industrial cities and mining cities, hiding wealth from the people, but their own urban construction has improved a little.

For example, the Shanxi coal bosses in the golden decade of coal in the future will have a lot of money, but the whole Shanxi is still dilapidated, and even because of the serious air pollution caused by coal mining, the roads are all black with coal ash. The whole Shanxi looks like an old lady's stinky footcloth. It was not until the government departments deeply reflected that Shanxi's situation improved, and in terms of urban construction and air pollution control, it became a pearl that stood out from coal. And the price of that is the --- closure of hundreds of private mines, as well as government mines.

Look at the Pingdingshan in front of you, far from being as prosperous as in the future, the road is also deserted, a dry bridge across a big river, the road surface of the bridge has been peeled, some places are potholes, from time to time there are mule carts rushing by, and people ride bicycles to pass, occasionally there is a car or motorcycle, most of the time the ground shakes the mountain, the past is a big truck full of coal.

Regarding Pingdingshan, Chen Tianlang has always had an illusion, that is, to confuse the "Pingdingshan" where the king of the golden horn and silver horn is located in the classical masterpiece "Journey to the West" with this Pingdingshan. I wonder if Tang Seng went to the West to learn scriptures, whether he passed through here, and whether Sun Wukong was suppressed by this Pingdingshan.

Now that I've grown up, this delusion still exists.

After crossing this Pingdingshan Bridge, to the opposite side is equivalent to entering the urban area of Pingdingshan, compared with the suburbs, the urban area is somewhat popular.

In the early 90s, Pingdingshan, like many fourth-tier cities, gathered the most farmers who came to the city to catch the market, all dressed in uniform army-green clothes, with their trouser legs rolled up, either driving carriages or carrying burdens, and they used the money from selling eggs, vegetables, pigs, and sheep to gather in front of the stalls that bought and sold beautiful clothes, choosing their favorite clothes.

Of course, most of the old and young masters will not buy their own clothes to wear, they only have one or two pieces throughout the year, and they wear them until they wear them out, because they are men, they don't need to dress up, and the clothes they buy are for their mothers-in-law or children.

A crude and strong man carries a burden, with piglets on one end and a runny child on the other, who clutches a plastic gun in front of a toy stall and refuses to leave. The plastic gun will whine and glow with a battery. Snot kids love it.

The owner of the toy seller took the opportunity to say to the vulgar man, "Big brother, it's not easy to come to the city, so you can buy a handful for the child, it's only eight cents, how cheap!"

The vulgar man felt sorry for the eight cents, which was enough to buy six catties of fertilizer and plant three cents of corn in their countryside.

On the other end, a middle-aged woman in a floral cotton jacket pushes a bicycle, with a little girl sitting in front of the handlebars and a little boy in the back of the car, looking at the children's clothes from the stall. The woman fell in love with the small military uniform worn by the boy, and heard the stall owner say that she would buy a set of such clothes and give her a Red Army cap, which was a small green hat with a five-pointed star.

But the woman looked at her daughter sitting in front of the handlebar, her daughter's little padded jacket was torn and unpresentable, and the cotton wool was exposed.

The middle-aged woman hesitated, she didn't have much money in her pocket, should she buy a new set of clothes for her daughter to wear first, and the black embroidered jacket was also quite good-looking.

When he knew that his mother would not buy a small military uniform for himself and would buy a small jacket for his sister, the little boy would cry in the back of the car.

No matter how much the middle-aged woman persuaded her, she slapped her in the last hand, but the little boy cried even more. At this time, as a young lady, the little girl said that she had clothes to wear, and she didn't want new clothes, so she should buy a set for her younger brother.

The middle-aged woman sighed, but the little boy burst into tears and laughed.

In such a farmer's market, there are countless such scenes, and those who buy and sell clothes and shoes, and those who buy and sell eggs and tea are all crowded together, forming a huge popular market.

And Chen Tianlang took He Qiang, Ding Peng, Niu Huanxi and Bai Siwen to wander around in such a big farmers' market.

He Qiang and the four of them didn't understand why Chen Tianlang was "wandering around" here, since he wanted to open up the coal market, shouldn't he go to the coal mine to have a look, why did he come to such a place.

In fact, it is very simple, as a person who has come over, Chen Tianlang has studied economic theory, and understands that if you want to thoroughly understand the economic situation and development status of a place, the best place is to conduct product trading markets.

In He Qiang's eyes, they didn't seem to see anything after turning around, except that the peasants' lives were still tight, and the sellers were too picky, and they didn't get anything.

What Chen Tianlang saw was that the proportion of agricultural development in Pingdingshan was still on the high side, and as a coal-producing area, industrial development was not as good as agriculture, and what did this mean? It shows that there is still a lot of room to be tapped in coal mining, and it shows that he has an opportunity to take advantage of it, and he has great hope of being able to get a share of the coal industry in Pingdangshan.

This is the focus of economic theory.

After knowing the number in his heart, Chen Tianlang left the big farmers' market with the four of them, no noise, no noise, and quiet in his ears.

Although the weather is still a little cold, everyone is sweating after walking for so long, and then being blown by the wind like this, the clothes behind their backs can't help but feel cold.

Chen Tianlang said to find a place to stay first and see if there are any good hotels around.

The four followers didn't care about these, and when they played out, they knew that this time they were not going out for fun, and they wanted to live in a star-rated hotel, and it was probably no fun to eat sea cucumber and fish maw.

In order to save money, the last place for the four of them to choose is a private personal hotel, the façade looks very magnificent, the sanitary conditions are also good, the most important thing is to provide hot water, you can take a bath.

In these years, it is still a luxury for many people to take a bath every day, but as a person who has come over, Chen Tianlang is itchy all over his body without taking a bath for a day. To be precise, he has a habit of cleanliness and can't tolerate dirt on his body.

Because of this, this hotel is worth it for three or two dollars more than the average hotel room rate for a night.

A total of three rooms were requested, Chen Tianlang had a single room, He Qiang and Bai Siwen lived in one, and Niu Huanxi and the cold Ding Peng lived in one.

With a place to stay, Chen Tianlang went into the room to put down his luggage, took a shower, and waited until he was all comfortable, then he took out the alabaster and patted it on his face.

At this time, someone knocked on the door, but it was He Qiang who was calling him to eat.

Chen Tianlang looked at the sky, and before he knew it, it had turned black.

Got dressed and went out.

The five of them wandered around, asking what was good to eat around.

Then I got a lot of information, "roasted yellow croaker with garlic" on Guangming Road, "Li Kui beef" on Xinhua Road, "Xiaoyao Hu spicy soup" on Jianshe Road, and "Zhao Qingli Dapan Chicken" at the intersection of Jianshe Road and Xinhua Road.

Chen Tianlang's stomach was already grumbling with hunger, of course, he was not in the mood to go to one house to make comparisons, so he chose "roasted yellow croaker with garlic" nearby.

Not to mention, the chefs of this era are very good, in a word, the masters are among the people.

In fact, when the great wave of reform and opening up has not yet blown all over the country, many people do not take ancestral secret recipes and ancestral stunts seriously, to be precise, they have not yet realized the value of their own skills, so you can eat beautiful food in many ordinary places, and you can taste the delicious food that can only be enjoyed in many large hotels, big hotels and high-end restaurants in the future in very loose places.

Therefore, reform and opening up is the best era and the worst era.

It not only widens the gap between the rich and the poor, but also widens the distance between people. There is no class, no rank, and in the future it has become a complete joke.

After dinner, Chen Tianlang didn't have the heart to go around elsewhere, but He Qiang, Niu Huanxi and Bai Siwen were full of interest and wanted to "explore" outside.

Chen Tianlang didn't stop them, just told them to put safety first and make less trouble, and then returned to the hostel where he stayed with the cold Ding Peng.

When he arrived at the door of the hostel, Chen Tianlang found that there were suddenly many girls wearing sweaters, bodybuilding pants, and even miniskirts around, all wearing heavy makeup, holding cigarettes and laughing together.

Chen Tianlang knows that these are all unique products of the era "Street Girl". These women are similar to the "***" in the dance hall, they all sell their bodies to make a living.

It's just that the skills of *** are more complicated, you have to know how to drink, draw boxing, and even figure out your psychology to chat. In a sense, *** is not a profession that everyone can do, and many psychology tutors do not know how to figure out the psychology of men.

In contrast, these street women belong to a relatively low-level category, as long as they know how to spread their legs, they can do business.

Of course, Chen Tianlang was not interested in these warblers and Yanyan, so he took Ding Peng through the encirclement of these women and went straight into the hostel, and heard a few women standing on the street muttering: "What are you pretending to be, the more serious you are, the more sullen it is." ”

Chen Tianlang didn't know if he said this sentence to himself or to Ding Peng. It stands to reason that it's Ding Peng, who made this guy always keep a straight face, isn't this serious?

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Separated from Ding Peng, Chen Tianlang entered his room, turned on the light, took off his coat and threw it on the bed, then turned on the TV, reclined on the bed and watched.

Usually when watching TV or reading newspapers, Chen Tianlang likes to smoke, but since he promised his mother Liu Yuping to quit smoking, he has never smoked, and at this moment, the difficult addiction to smoking has come up all of a sudden.

Chen Tianlang looked at TV, the more he watched, the more boring it became, the TV series of this era are not as good as advertisements, let alone those variety shows that please the public in the future, he did not take his children to travel, several people ran to do tasks, and he did not find a few young actors to PK their acting skills......

Boredom, boring, is the characteristic of television in this era.

There are all kinds of advertisements on TV non-stop:

A bald man from Jinmen, holding a towel and toothbrush, said as he walked: "Good teeth, good appetite, good body, eat so fragrant!" --- Blue Sky Liubizhi toothpaste.

Then the camera turned: a typical southern granite alley, mother and daughter, carrying a bamboo pole, the orange lamp hanging in front of the bamboo pole swayed and swayed. With a kind and long shout of "black sesame paste", a young man in a cotton shirt pushed the door out of the courtyard of the deep house, rubbing his hands and breathing. With longing in her eyes, the kind aunt scooped a spoonful of thick silk sesame paste into the bowl. The boy rubbed his hands and bit his lip, looking like a hungry cat. The aunt handed over the fragrant sesame paste, and the boy was forced to eat it all quickly, licking the bottom of the bowl without being careful. It caused the little girl who was grinding sesame seeds to laugh. The aunt took pity on him and spooned him an extra bowl and wiped the sesame paste from the corner of his mouth for him, at this time the voiceover came from a male voice: a strong fragrance, a wisp of warmth, southern black sesame paste.

Looking at these advertisements that are both familiar and unfamiliar, Chen Tianlang's addiction to smoking was suppressed a lot, and he was about to change the channel to see if there was a boxing match, or a football match, when a knock sounded on the door.

Chen Tianlang paused for a moment, walked over and opened the door in slippers.

The door opened, and then I saw a girl with a beautiful face but heavy makeup standing timidly at his door, her eyes dodging his gaze like a deer, and she asked in a low voice: "Comrade, is your name Miss?"