Chapter 4 The Spring Breeze of the Times
Exit location.
Just as Wang Ye was looking left and right, suddenly a voice came from next to him:
"Little brother, do you want an atlas?"
"The map of the whole country, the map of Luqi Province, and the map of Quancheng City, all of them are there."
"If you buy a copy, it's convenient to go anywhere in the future!"
Hearing this voice, Wang Ye turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a blue-gray imitation blazer asking himself in a low voice, and at the same time opening his coat as he spoke, he saw that the inner layer of the coat was full of pockets, and there was a slap-sized and slender simple atlas in the pocket.
It has only been ten days since Wang Ye was reborn and returned to this era, and sometimes he unconsciously ignores certain issues, such as maps, after all, there is no mobile phone navigation in this era, and he relies on maps when he goes out.
Even for the next three decades or so, it was routine for all sorts of petty traders and vendors to peddle atlases at stations, until the rise of smartphones.
"How much?"
Wang Ye, who was slightly moved, asked, and the middle-aged man raised a finger and said:
"One dollar!"
In an instant, Wang Ye's expression stiffened, and then he squeezed out a sneer, looked at this middle-aged man who looked honest and honest, revealing a hint of cunning and said:
"I said big brother, why don't you go and grab the money directly?"
"Just such an atlas, you sell me a dollar? I'm a fool! ”
Wang Ye spoke, and pretended to be indifferent and rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his rather strong biceps, after all, in this era, mechanical work is inseparable from physical work, and over time it will naturally be exercised, coupled with Wang Ye's height of one meter and nine, it is still quite oppressive.
The reason why I want to do this action is actually simpler.
It's 82 years now, and it's not nice to say it, just like Wang Ye, who travels alone, in a place like the train station, it is not impossible to encounter forced buying and selling, and the probability is even very large, so Wang Ye has to show his muscles.
"Hey, little brother, what are you talking about? Robbery is a crime, and you will be in prison! ”
"So I see that you are kind, how about giving you a little cheaper? Seven corners of the book! I heard that your accent is also from our north, so I'll sell it to you at the purchase price, okay? ”
With Wang Ye's movements, the middle-aged uncle hurriedly waved his hand and said, while Wang Ye thought for a moment and said:
"A corner! I only have a dime of change. ”
"Okay, it's okay, it's not okay to pull it down, anyway, I'm going to find someone to ask for directions, at most it's a matter of mouth!"
In Wang Ye's opinion, the humble atlas he showed was worth a dime at most, so he directly quoted this price.
After all, the salary of ordinary first-class workers who have just joined the work is only 20 to 30 yuan, and they can buy a pound of good pork for seven cents, a newspaper for five cents, and all kinds of magazines are only two to five cents.
"I guess for a dime, he will definitely not be able to sell it to me."
"Anyway, I'm just going to take a spin in Quancheng, and I'm going to the machine factory soon, but it's useless to buy a map."
"The province is provincial, it's time to spend flowers, and you can eat several big white steamed buns for a dime!"
At the same time as the thoughts flashed in Wang Ye's mind, he saw a flash of brilliance in the middle-aged man's eyes, and he smiled and stuffed the simple atlas in his hand into Wang Ye's arms, and at the same time spread his hand and said:
"Okay, a corner is a corner, I just opened today."
"Little brother, hurry up and pay for it!"
At that moment, Wang Ye felt the muscles at the corners of his mouth tremble, and finally took out a crumpled hair ticket from his pocket and handed it to the middle-aged man with a black heart.
"The money and goods are clear, goodbye, little brother!"
After taking the money from Wang Ye's hand, the middle-aged man walked away quickly, looking like a thief, seeing this scene, Wang Ye couldn't help frowning slightly, and opened the atlas in his hand.
Sure enough, this rudimentary atlas does not have any information about the publisher at all, and it is a private print.
However, the printer is somewhat conscientious, the paper is not bad and toilet paper, and even to a certain extent, it can be said that the printer is very conscientious, although the original map does not know which year, but the printing is very clear, and even some places are visible to the naked eye, there are traces of printing after printing, in short, this simple to the extreme map book, basically is a pure handmade product.
"Sure enough, the spring breeze blew all over the land, and all walks of life came alive."
"As the coastal Luqi Province in the central region, it is obvious that the openness of the ordinary people is far greater than that of the inland provinces!"
In the end, Wang Ye shook his head with a smile and said to himself, Wang Ye's hometown is located in North China, the famous Loess Plateau, the hometown of coal, Tianxia City, Shanjin Province, Wang Ye also returned to his hometown during the Chinese New Year, and the overall situation is still closed.
The only thing that can be said is that there is a lot of speculation in the local coal mines, that is, after the coal mines have completed the production of the coal that needs to be handed over to the state, all the surplus coal mined is sold on the black market.
And this kind of speculation is also the origin of the current dual-track price system in China, the coal handed over to the state, distributed by the state to the enterprises that need coal, take the planned price, relatively cheap, but if the coal is not enough, more coal is needed, buy from the black market, use the market price, it will be very expensive.
"This also shows that the business competition in Luqi Province is more fierce in some cases."
"If you can't choose a good track, it can lead to losing your money."
Speaking of this, Wang Ye's expression was much more solemn, and the reason why Wang Ye said this is also very simple, after all, the overall production capacity in China is relatively low, and the products that state-owned factories and even self-employed people who want to make money can think of are basically a few simple fixed categories, and this leads to everyone swarming to engage in the same product, and the final result is to reduce the price of each other.
"No matter, let's report first."
Then Wang Ye shook his head and opened the page of Quancheng in the atlas, and after a few seconds he found the residence of the provincial government, and at the same time sighed helplessly and said:
"It's too far, I still have to take the bus."
"I should have been cheeky if I knew it and didn't buy this atlas......"
At this moment, a young voice full of energy suddenly came from not far away:
"Comrade Wang Ye? Are you Comrade Wang Ye? ”
"Isn't it? Excuse me! Excuse me! ”
Suddenly, Wang Ye looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a young man in a yellow-green military uniform, holding a wooden sign in his hand, which was the thing held by the leader of the sports meeting, with a piece of red paper for writing couplets pasted on it, and the word "Wang Ye" was written in strong black calligraphy, and the young man who was out of the station was asked.
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye guessed that this young soldier must have come to pick up the station, looked down at the atlas in his hand, and felt more and more like a big resentment.
"Hello comrade."
"I'm the Wang Ye you're looking for."
There was silence for two seconds, and finally Wang Ye strode over and said to the young warrior.