Charming Educated Youth: I Brings Space to the 1970s

Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.

However, she didn't expec...

Chapter 603. Tracking

As soon as Wei Aiguo got off the train, he sensed a different atmosphere.

When they arrived at the train station, a large crowd gathered around them as soon as they exited the station.

When asked if they needed accommodation or meals, they immediately started grabbing at each other.

Especially when they saw Song Yan, it felt like everyone wanted to pounce on him.

It was Wei Aiguo, a tall and imposing man, who stood there and shouted, "We're all in this together, get out of the way!"

Upon seeing this tall, imposing man, those who had wanted to approach him or strike up a conversation dispersed.

While resting at the hotel, Wei Aiguo remarked, "I've noticed how wasteful people are here. They cut the sleeves of perfectly good clothes so wide—what a waste of fabric!"

Song Yan chuckled. "That's a batwing shirt!"

Wei Aiguo also said, "And those pants, I've seen people wearing them in Kyoto, but very few, unlike here."

You said the pants are too narrow at the top and too wide at the bottom; do you think the fabric wasn't used well?

Song Yan lay in Wei Aiguo's arms, laughing so hard he was shaking, which made Wei Aiguo feel hot all over.

I took a nap at noon.

Song Yan fed the child before leaving.

There's a big difference between outsiders and locals. First of all, you're very curious about the sights and culture of different places, so you can't help but look around.

A discerning eye can tell at a glance that you're from out of town.

If you start speaking, your accent will immediately tell you're not a local.

Song Yan hadn't wandered far when someone came up to him selling his own goods.

A watch that costs over 100 yen in Kyoto will only cost 90 yen here.

Back in Kyoto, I added 40 yen to the price, and it sold very easily.

Song Yan was intrigued; he was interested in making money by reselling watches. The seller noticed Song Yan's interest and relentlessly pursued him.

That person followed Song Yan and his group for several blocks.

Finally, he lost his patience and simply stopped Song Yan. "This is a good thing; you'll never have another chance if you miss it."

Song Yan simply uttered two words: "Too expensive!"

These items must have been smuggled. Their price cannot be measured by the usual prices they pay for things.

When Song Yan chimed in, the man got excited and started praising how good and cheap his stuff was.

Song Yan: "Do you really think we're country bumpkins who've never seen the world? Do you really think I don't know where this stuff came from and how much it costs?"

Think about the price first!

The man seemed to have a cruel look in his eyes as he said, "Eighty!"

It's ten yuan cheaper now.

You can keep it for yourself!

"Also, stop following me, or I won't be polite!" Song Yan said.

People from other places are more willing to buy these things; the price is cheaper than buying them locally and they don't require coupons. He's still reluctant to give up on a deal when he finds a buyer.

Song Yan waved to Wei Aiguo.

Wei Aiguo grabbed him by the collar and dragged him aside.

The man was startled and didn't dare to follow any further.

There were vendors selling things scattered along the roadside, and it seemed they weren't hiding or being bothered.

Upon seeing the oranges and pomelos, Song Yan couldn't resist buying them.

When Song Yan asked about prices for things, he used Mandarin, and they also used Mandarin.

However, they communicate with each other in Cantonese.

Song Yan doesn't speak Cantonese, but she can understand it. Wei Aiguo can also understand the gist of it.

They wandered around aimlessly for three hours.

Song Yan said she was going to the toilet, but actually she was looking for an opportunity to enter the space to feed the child.

They went to a state-run restaurant for dinner. They ordered food, and to be honest, the food didn't taste right.

Song Yan knew why Wei Aiguo wanted to eat at the restaurant.

Because someone followed them as soon as they left the train station.

They entered a secluded alley and then a spatial dimension, and the person couldn't keep up. It was assumed that the person would give up.

Unexpectedly, they were spotted by this person again after they went out onto the street. And that person kept following them.

Wei Aiguo: "Since this person is willing to follow, let him follow. I want to see what he's up to."

Song Yan: "Although the reform and opening up had just begun, there were many people with a keen sense of opportunity who wanted to seize this chance to make a fortune."

Naturally, many people from other places will flock to cities like Guangcheng, which are at the forefront of development.

People who want to make money always have capital, and naturally, there are those who target them. Therefore, in order to maintain social stability, numerous anti-gang operations have been launched in the future.

Wei Aiguo: "Today we're just taking a casual stroll. You should get some rest tonight. Tomorrow we'll go out and ask around to see where we can find people who sell those things."

You said the watches you're selling today are smuggled? What do they smuggle anyway?

Song Yan: "I heard that they smuggle whatever they lack."

Watches, clothes, televisions, radios, and even cars…

This kind of thing has been repeatedly prohibited but never stopped; I've heard it's been particularly rampant in recent years.

However, it seems we've arrived too early; Guangcheng next year will definitely be different from now.

Wei Aiguo peeled an orange and gave it to Song Yan to eat.

Song Yan sighed, "Oranges have no seeds, otherwise we should plant orange trees!"

My wife wants to plant everything she sees.

Wei Aiguo: "Do orange trees need to be grafted?"

We can wander around and buy a few saplings if we see any!

Song Yan had no objection to this.

Wei Aiguo: "When we go out for a walk, try to talk as little as possible. Your Northeastern accent is too strong."

Song Yan nodded.

Wei Aiguo speaks Mandarin with a Shandong accent, and talking to him makes you feel like you're a Shandong man.

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