Chapter 164: Arriving at Zheng Cheng

"Wrong, your clothes are more than 220,000, it should be more than 220,000, it is a sky-high price of twenty-four figures."

Passengers in hard-seat seats speak in astonishment.

Everyone was stunned.

The passenger then explained: "You can connect the years below the six coins. ”

Each coin has a four-digit year of manufacture underneath it, and six coins are twenty-four digits.

In this way, the clothes of this logistics brother will be an unprecedented astronomical amount.

Logistics Xiao Wang was even more proud: "That's it, you don't have as many as me." ”

"Boring!"

Someone scolded.

"yes, it's a lot, it's not true. You're so bored. ”

Suddenly, the passengers in the whole carriage felt that such a comparison of the price of clothes was simply self-deception and a very boring thing.

Everyone suddenly felt bored.

Zhu Xiaohua sat in his seat, listening to these people scolding him for being bored, he smiled, put on his coat, shook the folding fan, and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

He touched the banknotes sewn by his sister Zhu Xiaoyan in his clothes, and said in his heart, I didn't tell a lie, you didn't understand.

Los Angeles is less than 140 kilometers away from the provincial capital, and at one o'clock in the afternoon, the train arrives at Zhengcheng Railway Station.

Zhengcheng is a big city after all, and as soon as he got off the train, Zhu Xiaohua felt a heat wave hit, and the air was full of the noise of people, bicycle bells, motorcycle roars, whistles, and the shouts of vendors.

The entire train station is surrounded by a lively and chaotic scene.

Everyone got off the train and walked straight to the guest house in the provincial capital.

At the intersection, a beige bus was blocked by a car, and the drivers of the two buses kept shouting and swearing through the glass.

Passing bicycles, tricycles, and motorcycles were blocked by them, and they also joined the battle group, blaming those who stood in the way.

Zhu Xiaohua walked in the crowd with a satchel on his back, and some of the members of the art troupe laughed and said, "The people in this provincial city have a big temper." ”

Jia Liang said: "Because two cars can quarrel like this, people in the provincial city are not fuel-efficient lamps." ”

The group walked more than a kilometer to the east, and a five-story white building appeared in front of them, and someone pointed to the building and said, "That's the guest house in the provincial capital." ”

In this era, living in a guest house in a provincial city requires a letter of introduction from the unit.

The art troupe is a group action, so you can check in as a group.

Jia Liang and Jia Ting came forward as a guarantee and asked the team leader to write a letter of introduction to Zhu Xiaohua.

The team leader saw Zhu Xiaohua, and came by the same train, so he reluctantly went through the formalities for Zhu Xiaohua, and finally said to Zhu Xiaohua: "Our accommodation is reimbursed by the unit, although you are listed in the name of our unit, but your accommodation expenses need to be taken care of by yourself." ”

Zhu Xiaohua has no opinion, he can still afford this money.

The only thing he feels now is that in this era, there is no formal unit, official identity, and it is extremely inconvenient to go out.

Zhu Xiaohua thought that his uncles Huang Ren and Wan Xiaoli were right, being a self-employed person in this era, even if he was very rich, he still had a low status, and many things would not work. It seems that a way must be found to change the identity of the rogue singer.

Accommodation in a single room in the guest house, six cents a night, Zhu Xiaohua tentatively set up for two days and paid a piece of two cents.

After paying the money, he followed Jia Liang and Jia Ting upstairs.

The guest house in the provincial capital is luxuriously decorated, the rooms are furnished with high-end sofas, tables and chairs, the ground is covered with red carpets, and even the white porcelain cups used are the same as those in the Great Hall of the People.

On the white porcelain cup, there is a large red lacquer letter: "Luobei Province Guest House Special".

Zhu Xiaohua picked up the porcelain cup, poured a pot of water, tasted it, and the water temperature was just right. Apparently it was just prepared that day.

On the side of the room against the wall, there is a white bed.

Jia Liang lay down on the bed and said, "Brother Zhu, I really envy you, although you don't have the identity of the art troupe, and you need to pay for your accommodation, but you live in a luxury single room." ”

Jia Ting also complained, saying: "It's a pity that we are all two people in one room, and we are not free to move. ”

Zhu Xiaohua simply cleaned up and let them enjoy their luxurious single room.

He went downstairs to inquire with the waiter in the hall and asked, "Do you know where Zhengcheng sells film?" ”

The waiter thought for a moment and said, "Eight or nine hundred meters to the south, there is a photo studio, where film is sold. ”

Zhu Xiaohua thought to himself, what I need is obviously not one or two boxes of film in the photo studio, but can buy fifty boxes or one hundred boxes at a time, otherwise it would not be worth it to run to Zheng Cheng.

Zhu Xiaohua asked: "In addition to that photo studio, is there a larger wholesale market?" ”

The waiter tilted his head and thought for a moment, then replied, "Wholesale market, this is not very clear." Why don't you ask someone else? ”

People in this era obviously don't have much concept of the wholesale market.

Especially this kind of waiter, who looks young, looks confused, and doesn't seem to understand what Zhu Xiaohua wants to buy from beginning to end.

Zhu Xiaohua was a little disappointed, he originally thought that when it came to the wholesale market of fashionable goods such as cameras and film, the locals would definitely know something.

Who knew that the waiter here was actually confused.

Zhu Xiaohua thought, even the locals don't know very well, it seems that the place where Zhengcheng wholesells cameras and film is not very well-known.

Zhu Xiaohua asked several people in a row, and the answer was the same.

These people told him that there were scattered shops and photo studios selling cameras, but almost no one knew where the wholesale market for camera consumables was.

Zhu Xiaohua remembered that the film in Wan Xiaoli's uncle's store was all bought from Zheng Cheng, and with his scale, it didn't look like it was bought from someone else's store.

And Wan Xiaoli blurted out unintentionally that day, and it is unlikely that she will tell a lie.

Zhu Xiaohua decided to find a few more people to ask.

Zhu Xiaohua went to the photo studio south of the guest house according to the address said by the waiter.

This photo studio is not big, and the faΓ§ade is still an old wooden door, only on the glass of the entrance door is written: photography, printing.

The shop is also old-fashioned, and the owner, a man in a floral shirt, is fiddling with a camera with his head down.

The film in the camera was jammed, and he tried to get the film out, but he couldn't get it out, so he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, and his hands kept slipping.

Zhu Xiaohua smiled slightly, understanding that this was the reason why he was using too much force. At this time, you usually need to release it first, close the camera, and turn it back on.

Zhu Xiaohua said: "Why don't I try it for you?" ”

The boss had been fiddling with it for a long time, and he handed over the camera in disbelief.

Zhu Xiaohua took the camera, closed the back cover of the camera again, and both of them heard the mechanical sound of "click".

After a few seconds, the sound stopped, Zhu Xiaohua reopened the back cover, and easily took out the film.

When the boss saw that the film was finally successfully taken out, his brows that had been frowning for a long time finally relaxed.