Rebirth in the 80s: From street stalls to the spotlight of domestic products

Wang Muzhi still failed to fulfill Shao Qinyun's wish.

At present, he and Enhui are already a family. Wang Muzhi still wants to wait until Enhui's attitude is clear before talking, otherwise he will be caught in the middle of Enhui and there will be no way out.

Walking on the street, the sky had already darkened, and there were only twos and threes of pedestrians on the road, which seemed a bit deserted.

It's August now and the weather is much cooler, even cold.

Looking back on the developments in the past few months, Wang Muzhi felt a little surprised and timid.

I am afraid that this is all like a dream and I will wake up at any time.

Just as he was lighting up a cigarette, Wang Muzhi was suddenly hit by someone.

"I'm sorry, comrade, I didn't mean it."

"It's ok."

The man walked in a hurry, and under Wang Muzhi's gaze, he went to a roadside water stall and paid for a bottle of water. As soon as he opened it, he heard an exclamation.

"I won the prize, I won the prize!"

wow.

A group of people suddenly gathered around, all curiously looking at the bottle cap in the man's hand.

Wang Muzhi also stepped forward with interest to watch the excitement.

The man tightly held the bottle cap in his arms, but he looked like he was from a poor family. He didn't have any idea when encountering this kind of thing. He looked a little pitiful when surrounded by the crowd.

"Quiet, everyone be quiet!"

The stall owner spoke at this time.

"It's his luck that this comrade won the lottery. Don't be impatient or grab him, otherwise I will be the first to arrest him and take him to the Public Security Bureau. We are ordinary people in Yanjing. There must be no illegal behavior under the emperor's feet! Give way, give way. Let, let this comrade go first."

The man who won the prize stood still, looked at the stall owner and asked in a dialect: "Master, can you help me see how to do this? I am a countryman and have never seen this thing before."

"Comrade, it's written here that I have to go to Tianjin to receive the award. It's 5 yuan. Go and receive the award quickly."

"fifty thousand!"

The man who won the prize exclaimed in surprise, and immediately his face turned bitter, crying with embarrassment.

"This is really a lot of money, but I have a sick mother and a child at home, and I can't live without people around me. I've never been to Tianjin, so what should I do?"

The crowd was talking.

The stall owner rolled his eyes a few times and said: "Okay, brother, I think you are a filial son, so I will help you. Now give me the winning lid, and I will give you 5000 yuan. What do you think?"

"But I..."

"Comrade, what you said is wrong!"

There was a man wearing glasses standing next to Wang Muzhi, who jumped out to fight against the injustice.

"Someone won a prize of 5000 yuan, and you spent [-] yuan to buy it. Your abacus almost hit me in the face. You are called unkind and speculative!"

"It's none of your business. Didn't you hear that this brother is inconvenient? I call it good deeds without leaving a name!" The stall owner said unhappily: "Besides, I have suffered a lot along the way. It's not right to take advantage. ?”

The man with glasses waved his hand: "I'll give you 1 yuan, brother, I'll give you [-] yuan to buy your winning bottle cap."

The stall owner was unhappy and said aggressively: "Twenty thousand, I will pay you twenty thousand!"

"I still don't believe it!" The man with glasses took out a wad of hundred-yuan bills and patted them on his hands. He raised his hands with the money and shouted: "Thirty thousand, I'll pay 3 yuan!"

After speaking, he looked at Wang Muzhi beside him and said with a smile: "Brother, I only have [-] here. Can you contribute [-]? Let's help buy the big brother's winning bottle cap to redeem the prize, and we will split it equally!"

Just as Wang Muzhi was about to say something, the man with glasses interrupted him with high spirits.

"Brother, you don't need to thank me. I just don't want this big brother to suffer. I see that you have a kind face, so you must think so."

Everyone's eyes were all focused on Wang Muzhi for a while, and even the man who won the lottery rushed over and knelt down to Wang Muzhi with a "pop".

"Brother, I know you are a good person. I really can't leave, so please help me!"

After a brief silence, Wang Muzhi looked at the man with glasses next to him and smiled.

"Brother, you don't think my eyesight is so bad, do you think I'm a different person just because I wear glasses? I do have 5000 yuan, and I also have friends in the Public Security Bureau. How about we go there and talk?"

As soon as these words came out, the bespectacled man's face changed drastically, and the people around him also noticed that something was wrong, and dispersed with a crash.

"Brother, what do you mean by this? Since you don't want to help, forget it. I'll go home as well."

Just as the bespectacled man was about to leave, Wang Muzhi grabbed his right hand and pushed him to the ground with force.

"Don't worry, help people to the end, send Buddha to the West, let's talk again?"

"Fuck, let me go!"

Wang Muzhi picked up the other person and walked toward the Public Security Bureau. Before he had taken a few steps, the two men rushed out and blocked the way.

A closer look revealed that it was the stall owner and the lottery winner just now.

"What? You failed to deceive people and now you've turned to robbery, right?"

"How did you know we were playing games?" The stall owner was puzzled.

"I really didn't know at first, but later when this guy came over to persuade me to pay, I realized he was an acquaintance."

Wang Muzhi looked at the man with glasses who was restrained by him and said with a smile: "Friend, do you really not know me?"

"You...are you that guy on the train?"

"Brother, why don't you work under your boss now and start changing careers?"

Yes, this person was the young man under Huang Yanqing. The two had met on the train before. At that time, the young man wanted to do something with him.

"Boy, you have no friendship with me. Get out of here...hiss, it hurts."

"It seems that if I don't show you some color, you won't learn how to respect others."

Wang Muzhi let go and rushed over like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. Before a few people could react, they received several heavy punches on the face. It took a long time to recover. When they looked at Wang Muzhi again, his eyes were full of awe and fear.

"How? Try again?"

"Brother, we were wrong. We asked Wang Qing to hit you before just to confirm whether you had any money, and then set up a trap to defraud you of the 5000 yuan. We were really wrong!"

The attitude of several people made a 180-degree turn, and they were extremely respectful.

Especially Wang Qing, who was talking harsh words to Wang Muzhi just now, squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, his posture was standard.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to care about you guys. Tell me why you don't just follow Huang Yanqing?"

"Brother, you don't know yet. Brother Qing has already dismissed us all and went back to open a cannery. There is nothing we can do."

After hearing the stories from these people, Wang Muzhi learned that Huang Yanqing had retired from the world two months ago, and had only used two of his fingers to completely settle all the grudges in the world.

Wang Muzhi was also very happy.

After all, Huang Yanqing was considered a talent, and it was a meritorious deed that he could listen to his own advice and correct his evil ways.

"I wonder if you guys have any potential. Even your boss has given up. You guys are still cheating here. You are really not afraid of death!"

Wang Muzhi raised his hand and planned to teach them another lesson, but a childish voice sounded from behind.

"You are not allowed to hit Brother Qing!"

Turning around, he saw five six- or seven-year-old children standing timidly behind him, holding branches and rocks in their hands and glaring at him.