Reborn in the 70s / Reborn in 1978

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Chapter 28 Stealing Iron

At the end of June, on a Saturday afternoon (there is no weekend at this time, the first half of the Saturday), Zhang Xingming was called out by his classmates to play after lunch. Sun Xuliang, He Qiang, Yang Jiuquan, Li Shucai, Shi Deming, Wang Zhichang, and several people ran to the river Playing on the railway, there is the place where the yellow sand is unloaded in the factory (the sand in the north is different from the south, it is full of sand, no soil), it is a paradise for children, although they will definitely be beaten after returning home, because they will definitely get their hair in their shoes The clothes are full of sand.

On the edge of the sand field is the scrap iron pile in the factory, a large pile of waste equipment parts and pieces piled up like a mountain, piled far along the river, next to the iron pile is the small train Guo The platform of the home station. (At that time, the traffic in Nanfen was mainly by train, which was a common green leather train, but it only had four carriages, so it was called a small train to distinguish it from the big train of the Railway Bureau. It cost a dime a time, and the small train in 90 cancelled, bus becomes the main mode of transportation)

There are three such iron piles in the mineral processing plant, one is this one, and the other is two kilometers down the river, at the side entrance of the mineral processing plant by the road, two large iron piles go up and down next to the river, and the middle is the mineral processing At the gate of the factory, there is a concrete bridge across the river. In the autumn of 81, the army also built a bridge on the battlefield, but it was not a concrete bridge. It collapsed around 90, and the factory rebuilt it in 92.There is also a scrap iron pile far away, at the back door of the factory, no one goes there except when movies are shown, it is too far away.

At that time, the scrap iron pile was also a children's playground. They drilled and climbed up and down in it, making their faces covered in rust and engine oil. Everyone is used to being beaten as a big deal.

Zhang Xingming and the others played and robbed the mountain in the sand. They were divided into two groups. One group climbed to the top of the sand to guard, and the other group attacked from a height of more than ten meters. Flying around until exhausted, several people lay down on the sand to rest.

After lying down for a while, Yang Jiuquan suddenly sat up, pushed Sun Xuliang, and whispered, "Hey, are you going to steal iron?"

He Qiang also sat up: "Where to steal?"

The other people all looked at Yang Jiuquan, who mysteriously pointed to the iron pile under the battlefield.

Wang Zhichang asked: "Stealing iron Gaha?"

"Sell money, are you stupid?" Yang Jiuquan scolded Wang Zhichang, and then several people stood up and lurked towards the iron pile. (Someone is watching the iron pile. If a child runs in to play, no one cares, but if you steal, you have to sneak in)

Below the battlefield is the train track, passing through the railway station platform is a pile of scrap iron, but one side is a wall, and the river is outside the wall, and the other side is a fence, and there are economic police on duty, and the iron pile above is full of people. Dude, there are only small things in the iron pile below.

Yang Jiuquan and Sun Xuliang led the way, crossed the railway with ease, crossed the bridge to the other side of the river, walked along the river for a while, and came to the other side of the river at the side gate of the mineral processing plant.Three large iron pipes with a thickness of one meter span the river. These are the tailings pipes in the factory, which transport the tailings water.Yang Jiuquan led these people to walk up the iron pipe, cross the river from the iron pipe, and came to the bottom of the fence, because the big iron pipe was going to pass through the fence, and a hole was formed between the pipes. Not going in, but the child didn't have any pressure at all, and several people climbed into the wall along the hole.

The river surface is more than 20 meters wide, and the pipes are round. It is actually quite dangerous to run on it. However, children at this time are very courageous. Besides, they have nothing to do. Usually climbing high-voltage towers is like walking on flat ground. These days are nothing to do with pipes. Down.

Once inside, there was a smell of rust, and piles of iron pieces were randomly piled up. Several people followed Yang Jiuquan in, looking for iron pieces that could be moved. (When I was in the third grade of elementary school, I had the only experience of playing truant in my life. I followed Yang Jiuquan, Sun Xuliang and He Qiang to steal iron. I remember selling it for a lot of money. I divided it for 15 yuan. It was a huge sum at the time. I was beaten up by my parents and the stolen money was confiscated. Now that I think about it, it is quite memorable, haha)

Zhang Xingming followed behind, watching them looking for iron pieces and holding them in their arms regardless of dirty or tired, his heart suddenly moved, saying, this pile of piles is all money, how much can this iron be sold for now?Buying stations get three cents for a catty, and those who collect tatters only get two cents for six cents. What about next year?What about the year after?Sanmao, Simao, is it ten times as good?Zhang Xingming touched the scrap iron in front of him, and couldn't help getting excited. There is a tunnel, eight kilometers long, 12 meters wide, and seven meters high. Even if you put all the scrap iron here, there is no pressure.

When I was intoxicated, I heard a loud shout: "Stop, little bastard, steal the iron, don't run." Then there was a panic, and several people ran desperately to the bottom of the wall, got into the hole in the wall and ran to the other side of the river. An economic policeman scolded from behind: "I'll break your legs again, you bastards won't learn well." , Later, after 92, there was no police establishment, and it became a security guard)

After running across the river, a few people stopped to catch their breath, and started fiddling with the booty. They all knew that adults couldn’t get through this hole. When they came around from the right path, the iron would probably be stuffed into their stomachs, so they didn’t worry about being caught. Stop, Zhang Xingming also took out a piece of iron that was casually put into the space just now.Then Yang Jiuquan led a few people to find a waste collection station at the lower riverside.

It was a large yard built under the road by the river, and there was a sign beside the gate of the yard: Nanfen Service Station of Beixi Material Recycling Corporation.The yard is full of all kinds of waste items, bottles, plastic iron newspapers, there is a red brick house against the back wall in the yard, there is a weighbridge outside the window, and there is a shed, the kind that cars can drive directly into.

Yang Jiuquan led everyone to walk over familiarly, and called aunt. A female purchaser inside looked out the window and came out. It could be seen that Yang Jiuquan was a regular visitor here.Weighed it, collected it for four cents a catty, and sold it for a total of more than two yuan.

The booty turned into a pile of tencents, buy some soda candy, three for a penny, pink, cone-shaped, with sugar on the outside and some soda in the inside, it is the most delicious thing at this time.Fruitan skin costs five cents a roll, and it was still being sold until Zhang Xingming’s eldest daughter went to elementary school. At that time, it was fifty cents a piece, a tenfold increase.

Buy a few more breads, one cent a piece, this is something that children will not smell in the future, but at this time it is a luxury that is rarely eaten at ordinary times. Yang Jiuquan also bought a pack of cigarettes from the house, five cents, Huanye brand.

It is said that in this era, you need a ticket for everything, bread, cakes, twisted fritters, fish and egg cloth oil, everything needs a ticket, and all tickets except food stamps are actually the simplest single-color printed tickets, which are ordinary paper. Either black, red or green, printed with lace, with the words "one foot of cloth or half a catty of oil" inside, and a red seal of the neighborhood committee, basically no technical content. Zhang ticket, I always think, why didn't there be fake tickets at that time?

A few children hid in a place where no one was around, ate candy and smoked, but in fact they didn't know how to smoke, they just lit up and pretended there.Zhang Xingming didn't ask for cigarettes, he also smoked in his last life, but now there is still half an emperor in the car, there are packs of tens of dollars and don't smoke, smoke this?He took two pieces of bread and a twist, and Zhang Xingming went home. Yang Jiuquan, He Qiang and the others bought pork head meat to drink with Yang Jiu's family, but Zhang Xingming was not interested.

I ate a piece of bread by myself as a memory, and gave the rest to my brother, making my brother so happy. Hearing Zhang Xingming say that he got the money by stealing iron, he couldn't help feeling a little fascinated. It's something that I haven't encountered in the previous life. It's better not to steal this thing. From small to big, it's said that after Yang Jiuquan junior high school, the news basically came from the prison.

Chapter 29 Monkey Ticket Selling Popsicles

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At night, when the brothers and sisters were asleep, Zhang Xingming reached out to turn on the light and asked his mother, "Mom, how much money does our family have now?"

Dad lay under the quilt and scolded: "The little kid asked this gaha?"

"Hey, I just care about it."

Mom is not like Dad, but asked seriously: "Er Bao asked Qian Gaha? Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Xingming said: "Mom, with the reform and opening up, ordinary people can earn money by doing business instead of going to work. I don't want to know how much money our family has, so I can figure it out so I can do something together."

"Little boy, you're not too soft-spoken. What do you know? What else can you do? What can you do?" Dad took a look at Zhang Xingming.

In the past few years since he was reborn, Zhang Xingming has always shown his "intelligence" from time to time, just to be accepted by his parents when he wants to do something one day. He always asks his father to bring some newspapers and magazines back to read. By the way, I also keep abreast of current affairs and politics, and my parents are getting used to the occasional words that are beyond my age. It is said that Zhang Xingming's mother is a person who is brave and receptive, otherwise she would not have been in the last life. In 80, I started to apply for a license and started doing business, and I took care of the house by myself.

My mother tucked Zhang Xingming's quilt and said with a smile: "This is quite grand, like a person, what do you want to do?"

Zhang Xingming thought for a while and said, "I'm just thinking about it. Now that I can do business, if I don't try to make some money, I'm sorry for our party's policies."

The mother looked at the father, was amused, and said, "Look at what my son said, how do you know this? Who told you?"

"Isn't it written in the newspapers? Don't you read newspapers? Doing business is definitely more profitable than going to work. Then I can buy new clothes. Now I pick up my brother's clothes every day."

"Then tell me, what are you doing?"

"How much money does our family have now? You have to give me the number."

"Our family, um... there are several hundred."

"several hundred?"

"Five or six hundred."

"So little?" Zhang Xingming muttered subconsciously, and then realized that the family has five or six hundred yuan in savings these days, which is really a lot. Dad's salary was more than twenty yuan a month a few years ago, and he had to support a family There are five of them, and they still have to take care of their grandma's house. This money is all saved out of their mouths, which is a huge sum of money.

"Did you tell him this gaha? When you go out and talk about it, it will make people think about it. What do you really believe he can do? Damn it, go to sleep." Dad said on the sidelines.

My mother said: "Don't, listen to what Erbao said. I think our Erbao is different from other children. Whose children can say these things after reading a newspaper. Besides, who can read newspapers?" .listen."

"Don't talk nonsense when you go out, people will steal it from our house if they know about it, don't you know?" Dad stared at Zhang Xingming.

"I'm not stupid." Zhang Xingming bared his teeth at his father.In other words, although my father's salary has risen to more than [-] yuan a month, usually my parents are very frugal people, Zhang Xingming still has an estimate of the family's situation.

"I'm thinking about it, mom. You have to support me when the time comes. Your son will definitely be able to do it, and he must be better than other children." Zhang Xingming got up and put his arms around his mother's neck to show his arrogance.

My mother happily agreed, stretched out her hand to turn off the light and lay down, and Zhang Xingming also got into bed.

Knowing the amount of cash at home, (at this time no one went to the bank to save money, all the cash was hidden at home) Zhang Xingming lay on the kang and began to think about plans to make a fortune and start a business. It will take a few years to spread to Nanfen. This is the helplessness of heavy industrial areas. The convenience of business is much behind other areas. I mean, based on the experience of the previous life, Nanfen can’t do it. If they want to make a lot of money, they have to go out to the city or the province, but they are so small now, that's impossible.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard my mother and father talking: "Tomorrow I have to write a letter to my mother and tell her not to sell it. Our pair costs three or four hundred dollars, and there will only be a few tens of dollars at most over there." , less than a hundred, my mother must be fooled." Zhang Xingming remembered something, it was at this time in the last life, grandma sold two pairs of gold bracelets for 30 yuan each, bought wine and drank them, and waited for my mother to know. It's too late, I guess this is what my mother is talking about now.It will take half a month for the letter to arrive in Zhangjiabao. I think grandma has sold it all. I have never seen grandma's gold bracelet when I was at grandma's house, so I don't think of it. It seems that it can only be It's cheap for that antique dealer, alas, write a letter.letter?Zhang Xingming turned over and sat there in a daze. Something seemed to pop up in his head, but he just didn't catch it.

"What's the second child doing? Like a monkey, you startle me, are you squawking?" My mother turned on the light and looked at Zhang Xingming who was sitting there in a daze and asked.

"Haha," Zhang Xingming patted his head and remembered, Xin, monkey, crawled over and kissed his mother on the face, and said, "Mom, you are so kind." "What's wrong with this child?" Mom It's inexplicable to be kissed.

Stamps, what was the best thing in the 80s?Monkey ticket, 8 cents ticket, in 83 it was three or four yuan, in 85 it was a few hundred yuan, if it was kept for a few more years, in 97 it was tens of thousands of tickets, in 2012 a couplet ( 80) tickets are more than 1000 million, which is a good thing to take back and sit at home and wait for the money to drop from the sky.

"Erbao, what's the matter with you?" Mom asked, stroking Zhang Xingming's head.

"It's all right, I just remembered something, let's go to sleep." Zhang Xingming lay down again.

Dad turned off the light, and Mom lay down and talked with Dad, while Zhang Xingming listened to what Mom and Dad were talking, thinking about getting rich. (At that time, the lamps were all powered by light ropes. The light ropes came down from the wall, along the edge of the kang to the end of the kang, and could be pulled anywhere on the kang)