Monday, April 8, the third day after the Qingming Festival.

Lu Changhua quietly went to the fork in the road early in the morning and got on a bus to the county seat of Beining.

At the age of nineteen, he was tall and had fine hairs on his lips.

It's like an adult.

Lu Changhua is relatively quiet and reluctant to talk everywhere. Such a character was a shortcoming of his social skills in his previous life, but now it is his best protective color.

Even so, he still has an extraordinary temperament and is eye-catching when he sits in the car.

A few little girls from the field peeked at him from time to time.

But Lu Changhua couldn't see it, closed his eyes and recuperated.

He was thinking about where to go to inquire about the fishing company after entering the city. Although those little girls have the simplicity of the eighties, they do not have the style of the eighties, and they are not the type he likes.

It may also be that he saw too many beauties in his previous life, at least there have been great changes in aesthetics, so he can't look down on these girls.

When I got off the car, there was a whisper behind me, "What are you pretending to be......

made Lu Changhua stunned, and then walked off the bus in a chic manner.

Would a regenerate person care about this?

The big bell in the middle of the street is still there, and the pedestal is still dappled with snow.

The front of Xinhua Bookstore is still so lively, and there is an endless stream of people coming in and out.

There are significantly more vehicles around the roundabout than last year, and the number of pedestrians is also increasing.

Bac Ninh City at half past ten is a busy time.

There were a lot of cyclists on the street, and they flashed by Lu Changhua's side, and they didn't give him a chance to talk at all.

He was uncomfortable with the current way of exchanging information.

In the past, the popularity of mobile phones allowed people to contact at any time from thousands of miles away, and the popularity of the Internet made people feel like they were thousands of miles away.

Whether it's messaging or online shopping, it's convenient for people to take it for granted. Back in '85, it's strange to be able to adapt.

Not to mention that it is inconvenient to make phone calls, even the telephone book only appears in a few places, and there is no public sales directory, and the people do not know what units are in a city, where they are, and what the telephone number is.

Locals may know a thing or two, but outsiders are blind.

There are no yellow pages for the phone at this time.

The phone numbers of many units are classified as confidential items and are unknown to the general public.

There are no direct dial telephones within and between farms, and switchboard transfers are required.

If Lu Changhua called a unit in Bac Ninh County in the three-point field, it would be extremely troublesome.

First of all, he first had to shake through the switchboard of Changshui Farm, let her transfer to the switchboard of the Bac Ninh Agricultural Management Bureau, and then let the switchboard of the management bureau connect to a unit in Bac Ninh County.

This is still smooth, but if there is a problem with any switchboard in the middle, the phone will not work.

This is also the main reason why he did not call the farm to understand the market, which is simply unrealistic.

Heading south along the traffic road, you can directly reach the passenger terminal and Bac Ninh railway station.

In between, you will pass through seven east-west streets.

From the turntable road, from north to south, from Badao Street to Yiyi Street. The east-west street of Turntable Road is Badao Street.

Lu Changhua walked south, looking for a target, and he wanted someone to inquire about the fishing company.

He asked a few people, either to say that he didn't know, or that you were sick.

Lu Changhua was depressed.

We all walked to the intersection of Liudao Street, and the First Department Store was right in front of me. Lu Changhua was also a little deflated.

Isn't there a fishing company in Bac Ninh?!

He stood at the intersection and looked around, a little dazed.

It was as if he was bound by an invisible shackle, powerless.

Looking at the signboard of the First Department Store, he wanted to go in and inquire, if the salespeople here said that they didn't know, it was estimated that there would really be no fishing company in Bac Ninh.

After crossing the street, go straight to the gate of the hundred.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Lu Changhua was looking down and thinking about his thoughts, when he heard someone shouting in his ear.

He subconsciously stopped and looked at the sound.

On the street on the side of the hundred, a policewoman was watching him.

"Oh, it's you, Comrade Wang Yao!"

The helpless Lu Changhua suddenly saw an acquaintance, and he was excited, feeling that he had a backbone.

"Haha, it's really you, Lu Changhua."

Wang Yao stood in front of him in a police uniform and said with a smile.

"Why are you here?"

Lu Changhua asked.

"I was on my way to run an errand, passing by here."

Wang Yao and Lu Changhua walked to the side of the street and moved out of the way.

"I heard you contracted the reservoir? And an ice rink? How about skate rentals?! ”

Wang Yao's series of questions surprised Lu Changhua.

"How do you know so clearly?!"

"You don't look at what I'm doing."

Wang Yao straightened her chest and smiled playfully at Lu Changhua.

"The skates were rented for only two months, but it was okay."

"You contract the reservoir to raise fish?"

Wang Yao asked curiously.

"yes."

"I remember that you weren't a tractor student, why, don't drive a tractor?"

"No, it's not open."

Lu Changhua looked at Wang Yao with a smile.

"What are you doing in the city this time?"

"Since you have to have fish fry to raise fish, no, I'll go into the city to inquire about the fish fry market."

"Did you hear that?!"

"Hey, don't mention it."

Lu Changhua's smiling face suddenly became serious.

said: "I inquired for a long time, but no one knew where the fishing company was!" You say it's a mess! ”

"Huh? Ha ha! ”

Wang Yao laughed and pointed at Lu Changhua with his finger.

"Haha, our big hero can't find a place! Haha, haha~"

Lu Changhua was so embarrassed by the laughter that he scratched his head embarrassedly.

Wang Yao's laughter passed, and he said with a slight breath: "Lu Changhua, you met me today and met the right person." You're in for a treat at noon! ”

Her words made Lu Changhua happy.

"You know the fishing company?"

"Of course."

Wang Yao looked arrogant.

"Huh? It's true?! ”

It was really bright, and his heart was immediately steady.

"Okay, I'll please."

"Let's go, I'll take you."

As he spoke, Wang Yao led the way in front, and Lu Changhua followed closely.

"What is the situation of our Bac Ninh Fishery Company?"

Lu Changhua asked as he walked.

"To say, Bac Ninh really doesn't have a fishing company of its own."

"Huh?!"

"Don't worry. Our regional fishery company has set up an office in Bac Ninh. Hey, be careful, there's a puddle up up there. ”

Wang Yao led Lu Changhua around the puddle, and then continued: "The director of the office happens to know me. ”

"Oh."

Lu Changhua said in his heart, I have to meet you again, otherwise I may have to run for nothing.

They came to a side street one after the other. A small two-story building is very inconspicuous on the side of the street, and a sign painted with red paint hangs on the side of the small building, which reads "Heihe Fishery Office in the North".

Lu Changhua looked left and right, if there was no acquaintance to bring him, he really couldn't find a place.

Downstairs in a small courtyard with a few bicycles parked.

As I walked inside, a head poked out from a small window on the side of the corridor.

"Yo, Xiao Yao is here."

"Uncle Huang, is my uncle here?"

"Yes, yes, there you go."

The old man retracted his head, glanced at Lu Changhua, who was following behind, and said nothing.

Turn the corner and go up to the second floor.

There are several rooms with small wooden signs.

Wang Yao came to the door of the director's office with ease.

Knocked lightly twice, and shouted "Please come in" inside.

She pushed the door open and walked in.

"Uncle, are you busy?"

"Yo, Yaoyao, why are you here?"

The furnishings in the office are very basic.

An old-fashioned desk, two wooden filing cabinets.

The most innovative is the telephone on the desk.

It's not the crank phone that Lu Changhua has seen, but the dial dial phone.

Seeing a young man following behind Wang Yao, the director of the office glanced at Wang Yao and asked, "Something?!" ”

"Uncle, I can't come to you if it's okay?!"

"You kid."

"Uncle, let me introduce you, this is your customer, I brought it to you."

After Wang Yao's playful introduction, he glanced at Lu Changhua.

"Hello director, I'm from the farm, my name is Lu Changhua."

"Oh, hello, please take a seat."

The director asked Lu Changhua to sit down with a smile on his face and asked, "What are you looking for us?" ”

"I contracted a reservoir and wanted to raise fish."

"Oh, want to buy fish fry?"

"Yes."

"What breed do you want?"

"I want to raise carp, and you can look at the rest."

"Carp is a demersal species, so it's best to mix some silver carp and crucian carp, and if the water quality is good, you can also raise some grass carp."

"Do we have any of these fry here?"

"To be honest, we don't have fry right now, and we need to bring them in from the south. If there is a supply of wild fry in June and July. ”

"Yo, what should I do? I probably won't be able to wait for June or July. ”

To say that Lu Changhua is not in a hurry is false.

Seeing this, Wang Yao said, "Uncle, then you can transfer a batch of fish fry over." ”

"Yaoyao, it's easy for you to say. It takes millions of tails to be transported at a time. Xiao Lu, how many fish fry do you need? ”

"Uh......"

Lu Changhua was embarrassed to say it when he heard it.

"It's okay, let's be honest."

Wang Yao cheered Lu Changhua up.

"I only have forty acres of water, so I don't have many fish fry."

Wang Yao knew that Lu Changhua couldn't have asked so much.

So he said, "Uncle, you just have to think of a way." ”

"Oops, tsk."

The director stroked his Mediterranean hair, looking embarrassed.

"That's it, it just so happens that the Erlongshan Reservoir has just been built, and I want a batch of fish fry, so you can just pull some of his fish fry."

"Okay."

Lu Changhua's eyes lit up and he hurriedly agreed.

"But I'll get to that first. You don't have to pick the fry, mixed packing. There are carp, silver carp, grass carp and crucian carp, and the proportion is uncontrollable. ”

"Okay."

Can Lu Changhua not agree? It would be nice to have.

"Forty acres of water doesn't use many fry. When the time comes, I'll send you a car. ”

"Eh, eh."

Lu Changhua was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Director, I'll pay how much money I should pay."

"Okay, I'll make a note for you, you go to the finance office next door to pay the money."

"Uncle, I know you're the best!"

Wang Yao took the arm of the Mediterranean Sea and shook it vigorously.

"Okay, okay, don't shake it. Look like, what words! ”

Mediterranean looked at Wang Yao dotingly.

Wang Yao's little face twitched, and she squeezed out a grimace.

"I really can't help you."

Mediterranean said helplessly.

Lu Changhua took the strip and saw that it said that there were 50,000 mixed fish fry and 120 yuan.

Lu Changhua did mental arithmetic for a while, with two centimeters and four percent per tail.

It's a good deal.

I owe Wang Yao a favor again.