The sunset is late, the sky in this era seems very clear, there is not a trace of smoke in sight, the afterglow of the sunset falls on the streets of the county seat, and it actually renders this poor little city a little more wonderful, as if it has already died, but suddenly reborn in the ashes.

Time always passes quietly in the most beautiful season, and I can't catch the tail but can't drive away the memories, just like I once sighed, in fact, I don't regret not meeting you in the most beautiful time, because when I meet you, it is the best time.

The boy walked slowly in the ashes of the streets, without the dazzling lights and noisy whistles, everything seemed so quiet but lacking a vitality, maybe a few years later, maybe a dozen years later, or more than twenty years later, in the picture frame of the small town, it has long disappeared from its current appearance, and the boy is to create that great tide.

Bidding farewell to Liu Xianchang, Zhang Zhenyi walked aimlessly on the streets of the county, thinking about talking to the county magistrate with a righteous face and full of fighting spirit, it turned out that he really ignored a lot of things, and he always thought that he could take the lead if he was reborn once, but he was slowly entering a dead end, and with the opening of the new era, he would definitely be surpassed step by step.

Indeed, in the ninety-first year of southern Anhui City, does it really have so much spending power? If you really have to lose money all the time, can you withstand those pressures, if it is in Huizhou City, or Shanghai City, then your plan will definitely work, but in southern Anhui City, can it really work? The boy was a little confused.

Although in the whole new century in the future, the economy will undergo great changes, even unprecedented scale, but I am a little blindly optimistic, but just like Liu Yunqing said, the road is right, but there is still room for maneuver in practice, why do you have to start in southern Anhui, in the city, in Shanghai, and even in the capital can carry out preliminary work, the state has policy support for individuals, and their biggest advantage is that in this era they have mastered the funds that no one else has, and this is the most advantageous.

The key point is that the country has not yet put forward the idea of a market economy, and even the usual purchase of some grain requires a ticket, which is a bit of a toss in the eyes of the teenager who has always purchased freely, but in the south of the Shenzhen market, this restriction has long been relaxed, and several other provinces have also become dispensable, this time the old man of his own family, Zhang Wenming, contacted most of the merchants over there, and there are no extra materials in the hinterland.

However, I do know that the ticket system will be abolished next year, and then it will be the time when this era will really begin to be brilliant, with the start of the market mechanism, all kinds of industrial and agricultural products have begun to be greatly enriched, technology has advanced by leaps and bounds, and under the cruel market competition system, the country has been like spanning several years overnight, from the planned system to the market mechanism, and the economy has developed rapidly.

However, at present, I am afraid that there is no way to act rashly, and there is only one possibility, that is, the idea of going out ahead of schedule, but such a policy and guideline that involves the overall situation of the country is afraid that no one can change it. The boy suddenly had a headache. What he didn't know was that just when he couldn't figure it out, things took a turn for the better, and a pair of young wings, in the time and space after being reborn, unknowingly, actually fanned the wind and rain.

"Shinichi, why did you come back?"

Liu Minghua was a little dissatisfied with his grandson, what time did he come back, there were already guests at home who had been waiting for a whole afternoon, and it seemed that he was not small, and he didn't know what he was looking for his grandson for.

"Grandpa, I'm just walking around the street, and it's fine, isn't this a holiday!"

"What do you know, someone at home has been looking for you, and they have been sitting for an afternoon, without saying a word, just sitting there like a stone, and if they don't see you, they won't leave, if it weren't for the young man in the army telling us that the person is not ordinary, maybe I would have to drive people out."

The old man's words made the young man startled, the dynasty army said that there must be some origin for ordinary people, it is estimated that it is from the army, I don't know this kind of person, could it be that Old Man Chen sent someone to find him? This is also unlikely, the old man knows his own number, Zhang Zhenyi rushed into the house, and saw a straight figure sitting in the living room, and Wang Chaojun actually got into trouble with that person.

"Hello, I'm Zhang Zhenyi, may I ask who you are?"

The boy asked, somewhat uncertainly.

When the man in his twenties saw the young man, his calm face suddenly showed a trace of popularity, and then his eyes moved, and he stood up, only to see him tinkering in his backpack for a long time and took out a box of forty or fifty centimeters long, high and wide less than ten centimeters, and then held the thing and handed it to the young man and said:

"Comrade Zhang Zhenyi, this is what the chief asked me to hand over to you, and the chief asked me to bring you a sentence: 'When the youth is strong, the country is strong, you must not forget the country, and you must be down-to-earth and win glory for the country!'" If you make a mistake in the future, you won't be able to make a mistake when you see me! 'I will stay at the county guest house in your county tonight, and I will return to the capital at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and if you need any advice from the chief, you will send it to you tomorrow morning, which is specially ordered by the chief. ”

As soon as the words fell, he saluted the young man and left, coming and going in a hurry, leaving no trace, it was really weird, and the family looked at the back of the road that walked out of the yard, and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Shinichi, just look at what's in there!"

The old man was the first to understand, and then the young man carefully untied the rope on the box, opened the lid, and there was a scroll of calligraphy or something like that, untied the thin red rope tied to the paper roll, and slowly rolled it open, and a strong ink fragrance came to his nose, and then he saw a huge font, strong and powerful, and the force penetrated the back of the paper.

"What is this?"

"Pillars of the country, don't forget the country!"

What does this mean, how could someone give him such a thing, just when the young man was wondering, the old man Liu Minghua on the side read it, but unexpectedly, Wang Chaojun shouted violently.

"Look at the signatures here!"

"Ahh

"A national treasure!"

Everyone looked at the position pointed by Wang Chaojun's finger, and immediately exclaimed, and the young man's mind was suddenly stunned, he never thought that it was something that the old man gave him, this is something that he can't ask for, and it is something that pins on such high hopes.

"Zhenyi, you are terrible, Deng Lao actually sent you a word, my ancestors have not had such a son for eighteen generations, your Zhang family is probably not much better, if your grandfather knows underground, he will not wake up with a smile."

"Hurry up, put it away, this thing has to be kept, it has to be an heirloom!"

The old man looked extremely excited, and urged to put it away in three or two clicks, until he saw the young man re-tie the thing and put it up, and take it upstairs to lock it up.

Zhang Zhen was stunned in bed all night, and the whole family came back at night to know that this matter seemed happier than the New Year, if it weren't for the grandfather to drink, the little uncle Runping was only afraid that he would have to sleep with that thing, but he couldn't understand why he was far away in the capital, although he was relegated to the second line but was still busy with affairs, how could the great leader know that I was a small person, and he also asked people to send a pair of handwritten characters, if it was meritorious, then there was only one piece, which was to earn foreign exchange for the country.

No, maybe he could really do something, the boy suddenly remembered what the soldier had said before leaving, and immediately got up, collected pen and paper, and began to think about what to write.