Zhu Xiaohua also asked about the price of film and the price of renting a camera.

The staff introduced: "A box of Lucky film twenty-eight. Renting a camera costs 50 yuan a day, and you need to pay a deposit of 800 yuan. ”

Zhu Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, no wonder there are so many people taking pictures, but no one pays attention to this window for renting cameras.

This Lekai film is ten yuan more expensive than the one I bought in Lucheng. Renting a camera is also ridiculously expensive, the deposit alone requires 800 yuan, and if the tenant has a deposit of 800 yuan, he would have bought a camera by himself.

I don't know what the staff here are thinking.

However, in this era, this is the case with many state-run units. The operator is high up and doesn't care if you use it or not.

You don't need it, there will always be people who want to use it anyway.

Zhu Xiaohua took the receipt and returned to the gate of the scenic spot to wait for the tourists to come forward and take pictures.

In the afternoon, he took five more photos and earned a hundred dollars.

Zhu Xiaohua held the money and couldn't help but think happily, I made three hundred a day today, wow, at this rate, no matter how hard I work, wouldn't I have to earn more than 10,000 a month a month?

The monthly income in the 80s was more than 10,000, which is worth the monthly income of 10,000 years later.

Unexpectedly, I was looking for my younger brother and sister, but I accidentally found a rich gold mine.

Zhu Xiaohua vaguely saw Grandpa Mao on the RMB beckoning to him.

He couldn't help but sigh: "It is said that the 80s were the era of picking up money everywhere, but I didn't expect it to be true!" As long as you have a little capital and be bold, it's really easy to make money. ”

This is simply incomparable to when I was a financial migrant worker in the magic capital.

The financial industry looks lofty, but there are many financial institutions, the competition is fierce, the opportunities in the market are basically exhausted, and if you want to make money, you can only squeeze a little bit from the cracks in the market, the work is heavy, and the income of the vast majority of grassroots personnel is not high.

That's why the term "financial migrant workers" is born.

When it was dark, Zhu Xiaohua went to the window of the scenic spot to retrieve the sixteen photos that had been developed, and handed back the five negatives taken in the afternoon to the window and handed them five yuan to the other party.

The photos are brightly colored, the picture is basically clear, and although the clarity cannot be compared with the digital cameras thirty years later, there is an extra layer of hazy halo on the photos, which has a unique flavor of this era.

The picture looks soft and warm, very different from the high-definition realism style thirty years later.

Zhu Xiaohua put 300 yuan in his pocket, rode a motorcycle, and went to eat at Yang's Dumpling Restaurant two streets away from the scenic spot.

Yang's Lamb Dumpling Restaurant is one of the most famous signature restaurants in Los Angeles, and Zhu Xiaohua has wanted to go to this restaurant for a long time.

Now that he has made money and has a motorcycle, it is very convenient to go back and forth, and he did not hesitate to run to the dumpling restaurant.

He parked his motorcycle at the door, and as soon as he entered, he smelled a strong smell of mutton.

In the restaurant, there are quite a few diners, and each person has a bowl of steaming mutton soup dumplings with green vegetables and dried shrimp on top of each table, which looks very delicious.

Zhu Xiaohua sat down at the table at the door, greeted the waiter, and asked, "How are the dumplings sold?" ”

The waiter said, "Five cents in mutton soup, two in one piece of mutton soup dumplings, and five in one piece for large lamb soup dumplings." ”

Zhu Xiaohua: "Sheep soup dumplings, come with a large portion." ”

After Zhu Xiaohua finished ordering, he lowered his head and looked at the photo in his hand. After looking through the ten photos taken for tourists that day, he looked at the photos taken by himself and Jia Liang at that time.

It was the negative that had been left in it since I bought the camera, and I developed it all at once today.

When he saw Second Uncle Wang opening his mouth wide and gnawing on the bird poop on the bark, Zhu Xiaohua couldn't help laughing.

This angle from which Jia Liang took pictures at that time was absolutely amazing.

In the photo, Second Uncle Wang opened his mouth wide, and the white bird droppings on the bark looked from the side, which happened to be in his open mouth.

There are also photos of those neighbors who boasted about the mud after they went to Haikou.

In the courtyard, a group of old and young people were lying on the ground, rolling on the spot, some were shirtless, some were wearing long sleeves, and some were like Wan Xiaoli, wearing bright long skirts, a group of people were covered in mud and gray faces, and the scene was extremely spectacular.

More than ten minutes later, a large bowl of steaming dumplings was served, and the fragrance was overflowing.

The dumplings are topped with green vegetables and fried golden prawns.

Zhu Xiaohua flipped his chopsticks and copied them, and there were six golden prawns.

Zhu Xiaohua looked at the dumplings in the bowls of other diners, and the dried shrimp in their bowls was only the size of sesame seeds.

Zhu Xiaohua stopped the waiter and said, "No, I ordered a large portion of mutton soup dumplings, not a big lobster." ”

The waiter also looked at him with a stunned expression, and then said, "The boss asked me to serve, that's right, you can eat with confidence." ”

The other diners all set their eyes on Zhu Xiaohua.

First at him, then at the prawns in his bowl.

Two of them quit and patted the table and asked, "Boss, call your boss." ”

"The same large portion of mutton soup dumplings, why is his shrimp bigger than the dumplings, while our shrimp is just small shrimp, not as big as sesame seeds?"

Someone threw down their chopsticks and complained.

At this time, a middle-aged man standing next to the motorcycle at the door walked in with a smile, he had a round face, a slightly chubby body, and a blessed face.

He rubbed his apron hanging from his chest and said, "These shrimps are gifts, so don't complain." ”

The waiter introduced: "This is the founder of our Yang's Sheep Soup Dumpling Restaurant, Yang Zhongfu. ”

When everyone heard that this person was the founder of the Yang Pavilion, they couldn't help but be in awe.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "As the saying goes, no merit is not lost, why did Boss Yang give me a prawn alone?" ”

Yang Zhongfu said: "This motorcycle is yours, right?" ”

As he spoke, he stared at the camera around Zhu Xiaohua's neck.

Zhu Xiaohua nodded: "It's mine." ”

Yang Zhongfu said: "I have a request, I want to sit on your motorcycle and take two photos of my storefront. Your meal money today, our store is directly free of charge, and I will pay for the photo money. ”

Everyone suddenly understood that this boss was asking for something.

Yang Zhongfu said a little embarrassed: "Don't look at my Yang's dumpling restaurant is famous, but I can't afford to buy a motorcycle now." When I saw your brand-new luxury car just now, I couldn't help but want to try it out. It just so happens that you have a camera, so take two pictures for me by the way. ”

Several diners were dissatisfied, and whispered in a low voice: "It turns out that Boss Yang is also a snob, seeing that this kid has a motorcycle and a camera, he immediately stepped forward and stammered." ”

Some people were more open-minded and persuaded him: "It's normal, if you have a brand-new motorcycle, stop in front of this Yang's dumpling restaurant, and the boss will also slap you." ”

Zhu Xiaohua stood up with the camera and asked Yang Zhongfu to stand next to the motorcycle, and he aimed at the signboard of the dumpling restaurant and took two photos.

Then he held up his camera and asked him to look at the negatives.