In Li Gouzi's former residence, Li Gouzi was obediently following behind Jin Qing, watching the barefoot old doctor invited from a neighboring village treat Li Jiaming. Vertices

The old doctor looked at Li Jiaming on the bed and was full of emotion: What are these people busy with all day long, how can a young man be injured so badly.

And Lijiacun has not been too calm recently!

Jin Qing secretly kept an account for Li Jiaming, and the money for the doctor and the medicine will be counted on Li Jiaming's head in the future.

Li Jiaming sobered up, but he also became quieter, after this incident, he completely saw his status in front of Jin Qing: that is, he had no status at all.

However, the only good thing about this incident is that someone will bring him two meals of bud rice noodle porridge and bran wotou every day.

At the same time, Jin Qing also came back to him every day to sit and observe his recovery.

It's just that Li Jiaming always feels that Jin Qing looks at him like he is looking at a pig that is about to be slaughtered.

Jin Qing: Hurry up and get better, I'm waiting to spend money lying down!

Li Jiaming's vitality is very tenacious, and he can already go to the ground in less than half a month.

But Li Jiaming was surprised to find that since he was able to go to the ground, the original two meals a day have become one meal a day.

Every time he went to the toilet, Li Jiaming would grit his teeth and spit on Jin Qing: That vicious woman didn't even let him eat this kind of thing.

Jin Qing didn't seem to notice Li Jiaming's increasingly depressed mood at all, but asked Li Gouzi to give Li Jiaming a hoe.

Li Gouzi happily threw the hoe in front of Li Jiaming, and at the same time viciously stopped Li Jiaming's only meal that day.

At the same time, Li Gouzi also had a vicious idea in his heart: it is best to tan this male vixen into a briquette, and see how he will seduce others with his face in the future.

Unlike Li Gouzi's schadenfreude, Li Jiaming looked at the hoe and tears were about to flow, and picked up the hoe underground, Li Jiaming grabbed the hoe and secretly decided: He must think of a way to make money, otherwise this woman can really starve him to death.

At the end of the sixties, all kinds of speculation had not yet been carried out in a big way, and even the black market was only showing a little sign of it.

Cigarettes can't be bought, although I made a lot of money last time, but that thing has no technical content, anyone can roll a piece of paper, and it must not be the yellow paper used in the grave.

Li Jiaming doesn't plan to make cigarettes anymore, in case someone finds out that he used yellow paper last time, maybe he will break the leg of the person who went to sell the goods.

As for food, it was even more impossible, the food in the field had not yet come down, and now even he himself was so hungry that he wanted to dig a rat hole.

Li Jiaming thought about it for a long time at home and finally made up his mind.

In order to determine whether his plan was feasible, Li Jiaming asked the villagers who came down the mountain to inquire about the situation under the mountain, and then took the villagers who stayed on the mountain to cut down a bunch of bamboo forests on the mountain.

Then he made a bunch of picture frames out of bamboo strips torn from the bamboo, painted all the frames red with the juice of wild flowers from the mountains, and engraved a few words with a knife: "Always loyal to xxx".

Li Jiaming's words are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, and in this era, red is the supreme color, which makes this bamboo photo frame suddenly taller.

At this time, things like photo frames had to be bought with industrial vouchers, but industrial vouchers were only available to people with urban hukou and those with formal jobs.

Therefore, the photo frames made by Li Jiaming still have great market potential.

After packing the finished photo frame, Li Jiaming solemnly handed over the photo frame to the person who went down the mountain to find a way to make money: "You carry these things to the intersection of the Civil Affairs Bureau, don't sell them, just take them in your hands and look at them, and attract those who have just completed the marriage registration to come and see."

If someone comes to you and asks if you want to sell it, say categorically if you don't sell it, and if the other person asks for it too many times, exchange things with the other person and tell them that they can give them anything.

Change a person to squat every day, and you can also go to the entrance of the cinema, but you must be careful, don't put any money on your body, there will always be people you like to rush to exchange! ”

Li Jiaming's words stunned the villagers: they never knew that there were so many ways to go down the mountain to find money.

Li Jiaming sighed: Although the speculation is strictly grasped, who will be embarrassed and can't know a single big word. Moreover, there are so many people on the mountain, if one is really caught, it can be regarded as saving food, they have a place to eat, not to mention, maybe they can eat one more bite when the time comes, right?

Jin Qing, who didn't know that Li Jiaming had blackened his heart, squatted on the side and listened to Li Jiaming's words as if he didn't understand, and sighed very emotionally: It turns out that doing this is not called speculation!

Li Jiaming didn't know that Jin Qing had learned some strange things from him, and he was now looking forward to how many useful things he would bring back when these people returned.

The first group of people came back soon after descending the mountain, and brought back the exciting news that except for one person who was exposed during the transaction and was chased out of a few streets before escaping, all the picture frames they brought down the mountain this time were changed.

The two sacks that were originally going down the mountain have also become seven sacks, looking at the various food and daily necessities in the sacks, Li Jiaming nodded with satisfaction: he now knows what the people in the city are most missing!

From this day on, Li Jiaming's great business of making money has been in full swing.

Relying on the remoteness of the village, few people came to investigate, and at the end of the 60s, Li Jiaming took the village people to engage in speculation and sell all kinds of small commodities.

In the early 70s, Li Jiaming asked the villagers to connect with the steel mill under the mountain, and secretly set up a small hardware factory in the village with the east wind of others.

Jin Qing took Li Gouzi with him and urged the villagers to find wild fruit trees everywhere in the mountains, and then personally carried them back and planted them around the village.

Because Li Jiaming sent the villagers to negotiate with the glass factory under the mountain, he opened a small canning factory for Jin Qing in the village.

Relying on steady and steady work, the life in the village actually passed like this.

Slowly, a tractor was built in the village, and even the son of the former village chief went to work in the hardware factory, while his daughter-in-law went to the nearby canning factory.

After all, everyone will have a share in the dividends in the future.

Only the former village chief, whose legs were amputated, occasionally sat at the entrance of the village, looking at the two factories in a daze, he never thought that his dilapidated village would have such a day to turn over.

The villagers were originally forced to work by Jin Qing, but after seeing the money, the villagers gradually became really motivated, because now this kind of life gives them hope.