Rebirth of Siheyuan: Starting from escaping famine in 42

Li Qingshan walked to the supply and marketing cooperative with a cigarette in his mouth, threw the cigarette butt in his hand at the door, and then walked in.

I asked the salesperson and found out that all the bicycles in the supply and marketing cooperative were sold out.

Li Qingshan thought so too. Bicycles are a popular item and they won’t be bought as soon as they come out. You have to believe that there are still many rich people.

Li Qingshan walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative and headed towards the department store in Wangfujing.

The supply and marketing cooperatives don’t have bicycles, but department stores definitely do.

After more than ten minutes, Li Qingshan arrived at Wangfujing Department Store, looked around at the door, and then walked in.

I saw that there were quite a few people in the department store, most of them were customers who came to buy things.

There are also many slogans on the walls of the store.

"Learn the spirit of model workers and become a pioneer in the industry."

"Working, contributing, and being happy."

“Perseverance and dedication.”

Li Qingshan looked left and right, muttering in his heart: "If there is another Yan Jing who beats up an innocent customer, it will be complete."

Walk slowly to the counter selling bicycles.

To be honest, salespeople of this era were a bit arrogant. When Li Qingshan approached them, he didn't even bother to greet the waiter or say a few words.

Li Qingshan looked at the bicycles one by one. There were four types. In addition to Fei Ge, Forever and Phoenix, there was also the Guofang brand.

I looked at the structures and prices of the four bicycles again. The cheapest one was Fei Ge, which cost less than 168 yuan, and the most expensive one was the Guofang brand, which cost yuan.

Li Qingshan didn't waste any words. He took out sixteen big black tens and a bicycle ticket, put them on the counter, and said to the salesperson: "Comrade, give me a Phoenix brand bicycle."

When the saleswoman saw the stack of big black tens and the train tickets, her attitude changed. She put down her needlework and smiled as she replied, "Okay, wait a moment."

The salesperson took a pen and wrote out the order. Then he reached out and clipped the money and receipts on the wire rack above his head and threw them to the other side with force.

After a while, the change and receipt slid back from the other side. The salesperson took them and handed them to Li Qingshan.

"Comrade, please keep the receipt and the three dollars in change. I'll push the bicycle for you."

Without waiting for Li Qingshan to reply, the salesperson hurried to the warehouse at the back to push the bicycle.

Li Qingshan waited for a while before he saw the salesperson pushing a bicycle and carrying a package of things out of the warehouse at the back.

The salesperson walked up to Li Qingshan, parked his bicycle, and introduced it with a smile: "Comrade, this is your bicycle, and there is also an air pump and the key to the bicycle lock."

"Also, when you get out, you have to go to the vehicle management office to register and license your car, otherwise you won't be able to find it if you lose it."

Hearing this, Li Qingshan thought that even if the bicycle was registered, it would still be hard to find it if it was lost. He smiled and thanked him, "Thank you, comrade. I will go out and get the license plate directly."

The salesperson smiled at Li Qingshan.

Li Qingshan pushed his bicycle out of the department store, got on the bike and quickly rushed to the vehicle management office, otherwise there would be no one there after get off work.

When we arrived at the vehicle management office, luckily there were still people inside who had not left work.

Li Qingshan pushed his bicycle into the vehicle management office. The police officer inside looked at the receipt for the bicycle, recorded it directly, registered the license plate and stamped it. Of course, the one-yuan vehicle tax was a must.

Coming out of the vehicle management office, Li Qingshan happily rode his new bicycle, smiling as he slowly drove home under the envious gazes of passers-by on the street. He would ring the bell on the handlebars from time to time.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

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Nanluogu Lane, No. 95 Courtyard.

Many old ladies in the yard sat at the door, sewing shoe soles and chatting with people around them.

When Li Qingshan rode his brand new bicycle back to the gate of the courtyard, the neighbors at the gate looked at him in surprise, their eyes slowly moving from Li Qingshan to the brand new bicycle.

"Qingshan, did you buy this bicycle?"

"Hey, this is a Phoenix 28-inch truck! What a beautiful car."

Yan Bugui was watering flowers in front of his house in the front yard. When he heard the noise, he came out with a kettle. When he saw Li Qingshan pushing a brand new bicycle, he hurriedly trotted over to Li Qingshan.

Yan Bugui reached out and gently touched the bicycle, then asked Li Qingshan with a smile, "Qingshan, how much is this Phoenix brand bicycle?"

Hearing this, Li Qingshan said in surprise: "Uncle, you are amazing! You even know how much this car costs."

Yan Bugui looked at the bicycle with envy and explained, "How could that be possible! Your uncle also wanted to buy a bicycle, so he went to the department store to look, but he couldn't buy one without a ticket."

After that, he looked at the bicycle for a while, then asked, "By the way, Qingshan, where did you get the bicycle ticket? Do you still have it?"

With the bicycle leaning against him, Li Qingshan took out a cigarette and handed it to Yan Bugui, then lit one for himself and said with a smile, "It was given to me by the logistics director of the steel mill."

"I don't have a ticket. If I had, I would have bought it long ago."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui thought so too, so he stopped asking questions, concealed his envious look, rubbed his palms, and said to Li Qingshan with a smile: "Qingshan! If the third uncle has something going on at home, can you lend him your bicycle for use?"

Hearing this, Li Qingshan found it funny. This uncle wanted to take advantage of every opportunity. When there were no bicycles before, couldn't he still get things done at home?

Although he thought so in his heart, he still nodded and said, "Okay! Uncle, when you need to use the bicycle, you must tell me in advance."

"Otherwise, I'll ride my bike to work and you won't be able to borrow it, right, Uncle San."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, yes, I will tell you in advance."

Li Qingshan threw away the cigarette butt and continued, "But, Third Uncle, you can't go fishing under the guise of borrowing a car."

As soon as he finished speaking, the neighbors who were watching the fun burst into laughter.

Yan Bugui felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. This was what he had been thinking just now, and Li Qingshan hit the nail on the head. He was thick-skinned and didn't even blush. He said with a serious face, "That can't be done."

"Qingshan, don't worry, the Third Master will never do this."

Li Qingshan laughed in his heart and said, "Uncle, I was just kidding you."

"Uncle, let's stop chatting now. I have to go home and cook."

After saying that, he pushed his bicycle towards home.

Yan Bugui and the surrounding neighbors watched Li Qingshan walk away, but their envious eyes were now staring directly at the bicycle.

Knowing that he couldn't see, Yan Bugui watered the flowers on his face, squinted his eyes and went home disappointed.

The crowd watching the excitement at the door also started to gather their heads and talk in low voices, but most of their expressions were basically the same, they were all envious, jealous and hateful.

Especially Jia Zhang, her expression was like she was changing her face, wondering why her family didn't have a bicycle, it would be great if that bicycle was hers.