Still, the recycling station helped Lin Xiaojin a lot — at least, to understand when and where he was. That's from an old newspaper.

It turned out that this was Wu County in Su City, Sujiang Province, and the current year is 1977. As for what day it was, the old newspapers couldn't tell him. That didn't matter, though, he was only here for an hour anyway.

When it comes to making money, according to Lin Xiaojin's historical knowledge, in 1977, it was the most profitable way to make money. From coal, steel, plastic particles, ...... to eggs, millet, tofu skin...... Everything that the state plans to supply, as long as you have a way to get your hands on it, and then pour it out, the price will immediately go up.

Some in-demand goods, such as bicycles, sewing machines, etc., have doubled in price. You don't want to make money and it can't be. However, at the time, people called this "black market trading", "speculation". Those who are willing to do this line of work are either too poor to be helpless, or they are too hungry to do so. Serious workers and peasants would never dare to engage in such business.

However, Lin Xiaojin knew very well that in 1978, that is, a year after 1977, there would be an old man who would hold a conference in the capital of China. Reform and opening up is coming. If you want to get rich first, take advantage of the time when everyone doesn't understand now, and make a big move, and within two or three years, you will be able to become the first batch of 10,000 yuan households in the land of Huaxia, or even 100,000 yuan.

However, all of this is just a marshmallow floating in the sky for Lin Xiaojin now, which is beautiful but cannot be eaten. Because there were less than 50 minutes left, he was about to be teleported back. And this was his last chance. Don't want him to become a 10,000 yuan household, let alone a 100,000 yuan household, as long as he can get back one yuan is enough.

And now the fact is that Lin Xiaojin doesn't even have a penny of principal, where can he earn this "huge sum" of one dollar?

Lin Xiaojin was at a loss. What a penny is hard to beat a hero! He couldn't help humming a song he heard in the movie, which was a song of positive energy that everyone in China would sing - "I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to the policeman's uncle......" As he was humming here, he suddenly heard a crisp "ding" sound at his feet.

Lin Xiaojin subconsciously turned his head to look at his feet - Damn, my character won't be so good, right? Sing what comes! - On the asphalt road at his feet, there was a penny coin. Since it was rolled all the way, there was already a lot of dust on it. However, in Lin Xiaojin's eyes, this coin is as brilliant as a star in the sky.

Lin Xiaojin immediately bent down and picked it up. However, before he could hold his "first pot of gold" steadily, he saw a three- or four-year-old child running over, panting and his chest falling together. Ran to Lin Xiaojin, probably because of timidity, the child didn't speak, but looked at the penny coin in Lin Xiaojin's hand without blinking.

Lin Xiaojin knew that the penny was dropped by the child, but he still asked unwillingly: "Yours?" ”

The child wiped the snot that was about to run into his mouth and nodded.

Lin Xiaojin trembled and reluctantly handed over the money. The child wiped his nose again, reached out and took the coin, and said crisply, "Thank you, brother!" With that, he jumped up and ran across the road.

What a flower and bone of the motherland! Lin Xiaojin looked at the child's back, thinking that just now, he actually wanted to give this penny to "Mi", and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Soon, however, something happened that made him want to find a hole in the ground: the child crossed the street and put the penny into a tattered porcelain bowl, which apparently belonged to an old woman who wanted food.

In those years, people who went out to ask for food basically couldn't survive. A large part of them are from rural areas. They have experienced droughts or floods, and there is no harvest. Therefore, many villages even gave letters of introduction to the villagers who asked for food, asking them to go to the city to ask for food.

In other words, most of the beggars at that time were real, unlike the liars who pretended to be beggars after the eighties.

The old woman was dressed in rags, and at first glance she looked like a rural escape. Only then did Lin Xiaojin understand that the child was picking up the penny for the old woman.

Lin Xiaojin's face turned red. Unexpectedly, his consciousness is not as good as that of a child with a runny nose. Just as he was about to turn to leave, he suddenly heard the old woman and the child on the other side of the road shouting almost at the same time: "Grab the money!" Grab the money! Catch the robbers! Catch the robbers! ——”

Lin Xiaojin looked in the direction that the old woman was chasing, and saw a seven or eight-year-old child running wildly in front, holding a broken bowl in his hand, which the old woman had just held in his hand.

Lin Xiaojin felt sorry for the old woman, so he chased after the little "robber" without thinking. However, the kid ran fast and was familiar with the environment, so he dumped Lin Xiaojin after three or two turns.

When it comes to running, Lin Xiaojin is actually not slow. But today, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, and Lin Xiaojin is unfamiliar with life, so he is confused after chasing for a while. He had no choice but to give up.

Lin Xiaojin had no choice but to stumble in this strange street and alley. He touched his belly, which was screaming, and remembered what happened to him after being teleported here, and suddenly felt that he was useless.

It is estimated that there is less than half an hour left until the end of the mission. Lin Xiaojin even pessimistically felt that as a quasi-commissioner of the God of Wealth, he was going to capsize in the gutter this time, so he was waiting to be erased and go back to do masturbation......

Suddenly, a familiar sound of "ding ding dong" sounded in Lin Xiaojin's ears, which was clearly the sound of a coin.

Lin Xiaojin came to the spirit. He walked in search of sound, and on a street corner, he was surprised to see the child who had just snatched the bowl. His hand was grasping into the bowl, which contained about five or six penny coins. After he grabbed it, he threw it back into the bowl, threw it back and grabbed it again, and kept repeating the action, so that the sound of "ding ding dong" came and went.

Lin Xiaojin was about to step forward and grab the child, but he quickly quietly retreated. Because at this moment, he found a group of people squatting around the child, most of them fifteen or sixteen years old, and four or five adults.

These people are surrounding a middle-aged man, in his thirties, with a peaked cap crooked on his head and a "big front door" cigarette with no filter in his mouth, and he doesn't look like a good bird.