Beijing.

A young man named Aqiang has been operating a sewing machine for eleven years.

Because of his good behavior, he was originally sentenced to twelve years in prison, but now he was released one year early.

After leaving the prison and feeling the long-lost freedom in the air, his face was filled with smiles.

What made him even happier was that the more than 500 pagers he had been dreaming about day and night could finally be taken out.

As long as you cash it out, you will become a millionaire!

Thinking of this, he trembled with excitement.

He even staggers when he walks.

As he walked, he realized something was wrong.

The buildings on both sides of the road had changed so much that he even wondered if he had taken the wrong road.

"It's only been a dozen years since I last went out. Has there been such a big change?" A Qiang said to himself, a little confused.

Apart from the main roads which were still familiar to him, everything else was completely different from when he was first imprisoned.

He headed towards Baiwang Mountain while looking for familiar buildings and roads.

In order to hide the more than 500 BP machines, he specially dug a pit on Baiwang Mountain and buried them there. He wrapped the outside with several layers of oil paper and kraft paper, just waiting for this moment!

We came to the north side of the mountain, walked around for a long time, and looked from afar. The iconic big tree was still there and it should not have been dug out by anyone.

A Qiang thought there was no rush, so he went home first.

He hurried to Changping because he had some money in his pocket because he was paid for working on a sewing machine eight hours a day in prison.

Seeing someone selling roasted nuts on the road, he was greedy and wanted to buy some roasted melon seeds to eat while walking.

When paying, he saw another buyer scan the picture, which was composed of multiple black and white grids. Then he heard a pleasant female voice: "Ding ding ding ~ Your Anxin payment of 15 yuan has been received."

"What's that sound?" A Qiang looked at the black block-like object that the owner placed on the shelf. He was curious about where the sound came from.

The shop owner gave him a strange look, as if he were an alien.

He has been selling roasted nuts for so long, but this is the first time he has heard someone ask this question.

A Qiang noticed that the shop owner had a strange look in his eyes. He thought that he had a good mental state. After all, he was a strong man who could keep a secret even under the interrogation of multiple police officers.

In addition, he has been in contact with all kinds of people in prison for so many years, which has made his skin thicker and more resilient.

When the shop owner saw him taking out money, he said, "It's the sound of mobile phone payment."

"What is mobile payment?" Aqiang became even more curious.

The shop owner was even more confused and opened his phone and said, "Look, Anxinfu, a payment app, it's very convenient to pay, and you don't need to give change."

"Oh~" Aqiang nodded, not quite understanding.

After a closer look, I noticed an icon for making phone calls: "Can this phone make phone calls?"

The shop owner was confused for a moment, as it was the first time he had heard someone ask if a cell phone could be used to make calls.

"Young man, have you traveled through time from ancient times?" An old lady who was buying snacks scanned the QR code, completed the payment, and asked with a smile.

A Qiang scratched his head and said, "No, I just got released from prison and I'm still unfamiliar with this phone."

As soon as he said this, the area around him suddenly became empty.

A group of customers all looked at him warily.

Ah Qiang smiled helplessly and said, "I'm not a murderer or robber. I was just sentenced to jail for petty theft. Now I have turned over a new leaf."

As soon as he finished speaking, some of the people around him not only did not relax their vigilance, but subconsciously covered their bags.

The old lady thought the young man was in high spirits and didn't think anything was unusual. She just watched the show while browsing her phone.

The shop owner thought he was in the way, so he pointed to a mobile phone store not far away and said, "Do you see that store? They sell mobile phones there. Go buy one and try it out and you'll know."

A Qiang nodded, paid the bill, left, and came to the mobile phone store.

When I saw the door sign and the billboard, I found out that it was called Boss Li’s Mobile Phone Store!

It’s actually the same name as the pager store he stole more than ten years ago.

Nine times out of ten, it’s the same boss.

Looking at this familiar sign, for some reason, he felt a sense of homecoming.

When I arrived at the store, I was greeted warmly by a female clerk dressed in black and an exquisite maid uniform.

"Handsome guy, buy a mobile phone. We have new mobile phones from Huaguang and Wanwei. They are high-end and classy, ​​perfect for a handsome guy like you!"

When Aqiang heard the soft voice, he felt a little elated for a moment.

His cellmates were all men, and each one spoke more vulgarly than the other. There was also a guy from Guangxi who often called him "diaomao".

It has been a long time since he has been called handsome so gently.

He said, straightening his back: "Take out your most expensive phone and let me see it!"

The female clerk's eyes lit up, and she took out a white palm-sized mobile phone and said, "This is Huaguang's latest flagship phone, the top-end version, called Huaguang HG11PLUS, and it only costs 25888 yuan."

When Aqiang heard the price, his whole body trembled and his back bent instantly.

He gets paid for his work in prison. It used to be more than ten yuan a month, but it has increased a bit in recent years. Sometimes it’s as low as a few dozen yuan a month, and sometimes it’s more than a hundred yuan a month.

Over the years, he has saved 3500 yuan.

I didn’t expect that it wasn’t even enough to buy a mobile phone.

"Farewell!"

He turned to leave.

The female clerk quickly grabbed his arm and said, "Don't leave in a hurry, handsome guy. Take a look first. We also have this Wanwei phone. It's cheaper, only a little over 10,000 yuan."

"Goodbye!" Aqiang turned and left.

The female clerk immediately lost her patience and said that you are the one who wants the most expensive item and you are the one who can't afford it either. So what's the point of pretending if you don't have money?

A Qiang took a few steps, still thinking that the female clerk would come up and stop him again.

After all, the female clerk's hands are quite soft.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, the other party stopped stopping me.

A Qiang was a flexible person. He stopped at the door and asked, "Do you sell your pager?"

"Pager?" The female clerk was stunned.

"Yes, it's Wanwei's pager, the same brand name as your mobile phone." A Qiang added.

The female clerk was even more puzzled and asked, "What kind of antique do you want to buy?"

"Antique?" Aqiang's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

I hurriedly asked, "Are you selling it? How much?"

The female clerk shook her head and pointed to a used electronic appliance recycling store in the distance and said, "Go ask there."

Ah Qiang trotted over and said to the boss who was dismantling electronic products, "Boss, do you have a pager?"

Upon hearing this, the boss stopped what he was doing and said, "Yes, I'll find it for you."

He searched for a while before finding a Wanwei pager and said, "Look, this is a big brand, and it's still intact. It used to cost thousands of dollars, but now I'll charge you the recycling cost, so I'll give you 10 dollars."

After all, no one uses pagers these days, so he recycles them by the kilogram.

Even if he sells it for ten dollars, he will still make a profit.

"Ah?" Ah Qiang was struck by lightning when he heard this! "10 yuan?!"

It was worth more than two thousand yuan at the time, but now it is only worth 10 yuan?

You are fucking kidding me?

"Forget it, forget it. I'll just sell it to you as a token of our friendship. Even 8 dollars is fine." The owner thought he thought it was too expensive.

"8 yuan?!!!" Aqiang suddenly felt that he could hardly breathe and his eyes were spinning.

"Forget it, forget it, just give me a friendly price, 5 yuan," said the shop owner.

"5 yuan?!!!" Aqiang's mouth was full of bitter taste and his voice was distorted.

It seems that what I have in my hand is really an antique.

He turned around and walked out, his steps a little unsteady.

Shopkeeper: "Hey? Why are you leaving? Do you want more? How about three bucks, two bucks, or one bucks and you can take it!"

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