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Fan Wuxi was also taken aback, his reaction speed was extremely fast, but the reaction speed of the car could not keep up with the reaction of the human body, and the operation of the machine always had to have a process, so he still felt a slight sense of collision.

The person sitting in the car felt a slight collision, and it is difficult to say how deeply the person who was hit outside the car would have felt it, and all in all it would not be very relaxed.

After braking the car, Fan Wuxi hurriedly came down to check the situation, and found that the person who was hit by his car was an old man who looked to be in his sixties, lying on the road and moaning, and he didn't know what the injury was?

At this time, there were some people around, but as soon as everyone saw this situation, they felt that there was something wrong with the old man's walking, this was neither a zebra crossing, nor did he leave a pedestrian passage, he directly crossed from the side of the express line, and it was fortunate that he was not hit and killed.

"This old man is looking for death—" someone said pointingly.

Fan Wuxian can not be sure that people are. He quickly checked the old man and found that it was not bad, but he broke his arm when he fell, and rubbed his face against the road, and there were some slight abrasions, but it was not much of a hindrance.

So Fan Wuzhi faced the crowd. The man said, "Everyone, let me go, the old man has a broken arm, and I have to rush him to the hospital." "Gotcha. The young man who was driving was conscious, and neither escaped nor came down to scold, but directly chose to rescue the injured in time, and immediately expressed his approval.

Ziqi gave the back door of the car. After opening it, Fan Wuxian carried the old man in, put him on the seat, and then started the car, preparing to go straight to the nearest hospital.

"Hey, young man, the old man's bag is still there. Here—" An aunt outside handed over a large black leatherette bag.

"Oh, thank you." Fan Wuxian thanked him, and then . I put the old man's bag in the car and drove to the hospital.

Because it is a small injury, Fan Wuxian naturally can't put the old. The head was sent to **, so he found a nearby hospital, sent it in, registered, and then found a specialist for emergency treatment.

This hospital is just an ordinary hospital in the district, but the situation is good, and the attitude is okay.

The doctor examined the old man carefully, and then said, "The lower arm is broken, the face is bruised, and whether there is a concussion that needs further observation to be determined, why is it injured like this?" ”

Fan Wuxi shrugged his shoulders and said, "How do I know!" I was driving on the road, and the old man rushed over, if it weren't for my quick reflexes, I would have died! I hope the old man is okay, otherwise, my heart is not steady! ”

"Then you have to talk to the traffic police team-" The doctor looked at Fan Wuxi, speed? Have you ever drunk alcohol? ”

Fan Wuxian smiled bitterly, "What am I doing drinking early in the morning?" It's not fast, it's less than seventy yards anyway! ”

The doctor nodded, and then said, "Okay, then you pay the hospitalization deposit or something, register your name and contact information, and we have to contact the traffic police team, after all, this is also an accident."

"No problem, just do as you say. [Wu Blang Pattern School Network . CN]"Fan Wuzhi naturally has no objections.

Fan Wuxian went to the front desk to pay the hospitalization deposit, and when he came back, he found that the old man had woken up and was talking to Ziqi.

Ziqi saw Fan Wuxian, so she said to him, "No illness, the old man has woken up, there should be no major incident, and the doctor will come over to pick up the bones for him later." ”

At this time, Ziqi took off her sunglasses, and the old man actually recognized her, no wonder, "The Same Song" has become a very high-rated program at this time, Ziqi, as a hostess, is no less well-known than several CCTV news network announcers, and the two chatted for a while.

The old man said to Fan Wuxian apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was dizzy just now, and I bumped into you, which really caused you trouble." ”

Fan Wuxian heard the music, and said in his heart, What's going on, the person crashed?

"Alas, I felt uncomfortable in my heart, I was in a trance, and I ran out without knowing why." The old man told the two about himself, but it turned out that the old man asked Ziqi to take his black leatherette bag and let her open it.

Ziqi unzipped the big bag according to the old man's instructions, revealing a large oiled paper bag inside, but there were many colorful prints inside, and if you looked closely, it was actually a large and large full-page food stamp.

Yo, that's rare.

When Fan Wuxian saw these things, he immediately felt a sense of intimacy, which reminded him of the time when he was collecting stamps, and the large package of stamps left by the father of the three Wang brothers.

In 1955, the State Council adopted the Interim Measures for the Printing of Grain Supply Vouchers for Cities and Towns. Since then, all kinds of grain stamps have begun to enter Chinese society, and a special era of stamps has officially begun. Tickets, represented by food stamps, have become shackles tied to commodities, and it is difficult to move an inch without stamps.

It was not until last year that the state abolished the food stamp system, and it took 38 years for the grain stamps to be officially withdrawn from circulation.

At that time, Shanghai was the largest in terms of population, and the number of food stamps was also the largest.

Shanghai's grain stamps, with a minimum denomination of two and a half cents, were the most famous in the country at that time, and they used to eat breakfast, and there were four King Kongs, which were baked cakes, fried dough sticks, porridge, and soybean milk. Often an adult man's breakfast is two baked cakes and one fritters, and in order to make that fritter not change, he invents two and a half dollars of food stamps.

In addition to food stamps, grain at that time was also responsible for distributing sugar stamps, cake stamps, poultry stamps, meat stamps, fish stamps, etc. During the Cultural Revolution, most citizens were limited to two taels of oil per person per month, and after the reform and opening up, it gradually rose to half a catty to one catty per month.

At that time, every household had a food purchase book, on which it was written how many people were in the family and how much. Food stamps are then distributed as planned, and residents use them to buy food.

The people in the grain stores sold grain to the residents according to the ration in the grain book, and if the ration was exceeded, they could not sell it even if they had food stamps.

At that time, the fixed ration was actually to make people hungry, but not to starve, and at that time, the state had to ensure that all people could maintain basic life, which was not an easy task at that time.

In fact, until the grain market was opened up last year, the grain bureau's standard for supplying the market was to store new rice every year, and push the old grain that was about to be left for three years to be supplied to the market. This was done to reduce the country's losses and to stock up on more rations, since the grain could no longer be eaten after three years of storage.

A grain store restricts all the residents who buy grain from it, who has a few people and how much rice they eat, and the designated grain store knows exactly what it is, leaving the grain store, and the residents cannot eat outside.

The grain store is more powerful than the household registration management of the police station, and the designated grain store can control the flow of residents, and it can manage people to the point where there is not a grain of rice. In the era of the planned economy, the population control office was mainly composed of the grain bureau and the public security bureau, and there was a plan for people to enter the city every year.

At that time, the leader of the grain supply department could enter and leave any department, whether it was a secret unit or an important organ, and he could go and inquire about the grain and oil situation of the other party.

Later, the living standards of the residents improved, because of the implementation of family planning and the increase in non-staple foodstuffs, the residents no longer simply ate food to survive, and there was a more or less surplus in the monthly food stamps. Even if there is an emergency situation at home and there is not enough food to eat, you can buy bargaining food to make up for the shortage.

With the accumulation of more and more food stamps in the hands of residents, food stamps gradually have a new role, people regard it as a kind of circulating currency, and begin to trade goods with food stamps.

According to the regulations at that time, local food stamps could only be used locally, and if you went on a business trip to other places, you had to use national food stamps, otherwise you would not be able to buy food when you went to the local area, and you might starve. At that time, the examination and approval of general food stamps was extremely strict, and if you went on a business trip to other places, you could only issue the corresponding general food stamps according to the number of days of business trips, and you also needed a business trip certificate from your unit when issuing them.

Because of this strict distribution system, universal food stamps are sought after in the underground market, and a pound of national general food stamps is worth two cents.

Later, some southern businessmen began to sell aluminum basins and steel pots in alleys and alleys, and dozens of catties of national grain stamps could be exchanged for an aluminum basin. With the development of the market, this has become more and more open, and in some large free markets, the exchange of food stamps has become public.

Fan Wuxian flipped through the old man's large pile of food stamps, and found that there were quite a lot of varieties, all of them were available everywhere, and they were all in good condition, but there were not many food stamps in the country, so he asked with some curiosity, "Uncle, why did you get so many food stamps?" It's all exchanged for things

Exchanging food stamps for things is also a means of making a living, and only people in the industry know the doorway, but Fan Wuxian didn't expect that the old man would bring so many various food stamps with him.

You know, now the food stamps are all invalid, although the collection value will be higher in the future, but now, it is equivalent to worthless waste paper. I really don't know why the old man brought so many food stamps to Beijing?

When the old man heard Fan Wuxian ask, he couldn't help but sigh, and then said, "Alas, it's hard to say

"Then let's take it slowly, it's idle anyway—" Fan Wuxian said.

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