Zhang Hongcheng had a very fulfilling winter vacation. He got a lot of things done here and there, and even laid a foundation for what he would do in the next few months.
The two of them had an additional two-bedroom apartment in Prince Gong's Mansion, which Chu Miaohong bought in the name of her grandfather.
Old Master Chu lived in a single room in a heavily guarded compound, but his household registration happened to be moved to the capital.
Zhang Hongcheng filled this newly purchased two-bedroom apartment with various items he bought from Liulichang.
Especially on the Lantern Festival, he spent more than a thousand yuan in Liulichang in one go, causing a small sensation in the entire Liulichang.
Fortunately, he was wearing a mask the whole time.
Chu Miaohong flipped through these things several times but smiled and shook her head.
"I don't know how long it will take for these things to become valuable, so dear Comrade Zhang Hongcheng, your goal of going out and making money isn't complete yet."
Zhang Hongcheng smiled but said nothing.
This time, a total of more than two thousand yuan was spent, and the only one who benefited immediately was the adopted son, Fatty.
The way he said to make a fortune was not actually from collecting antiques.
Whenever there is a change in every era, there are always a few trendsetters who dare to explore and develop the opportunities contained in this era with extraordinary courage.
During this year, some people began to resell copper bells along the two ends of the Yangtze River, some people took a fancy to the electronic watch business that was coming from S, and some people spent all their savings to buy an ice machine at the Canton Fair and started selling cold drinks in Beidaihe.
Whenever Zhang Hongcheng thought of these well-known examples and figures in later generations, his restless heart began to stir again.
The couple has too much wealth that they cannot take out, and Zhang Hongcheng has been thinking about how to make the source of the money in his hands clear.
He was not interested in what these people were doing or how they made money.
Because the way these people make money still seems to be on the edge of the gray area today, Zhang Hongcheng, who is familiar with the pulse of the times, knows that these bold guys will encounter all kinds of troubles in the future.
Zhang Hongcheng thought that cooperating with the school to publish popular reference books and earning school bonuses was a good way to make money. Although he could only get a small amount, he could get the money safely and was not afraid of being criticized by others.
Moreover, the late 1970s was a period when various reference books were extremely scarce, so he would not deliberately give up just because he could not get the biggest share.
The couple also discussed the price of the medical book that Chu Miaohong was translating and decided to keep it as low as possible.
They used this book to establish themselves as experts in reference books, and making money was just a by-product.
In addition to publishing, Zhang Hongcheng also thought of a safe way to make money, which was to collect royalties from newspapers.
The adopted son could get excellent non-Z-related manuscripts that were published by dozens of well-known newspapers across the country half a year later. Even if the fee was five yuan per article, he could submit dozens of manuscripts from all over the country every month, which would add up to several hundred yuan.
But doing so is too shameless, and I wonder how many young and middle-aged literary people's creative enthusiasm will be stifled.
Zhang Hongcheng took the remaining 7,000 yuan and found the Science and Technology Association of Minzu University where he worked.
From the late 1970s to the mid-1980s, there were many outstanding people in the field of amateur science.
Zhang Hongcheng thinks this approach is very good and it can also add a lot of text to his resume.
Among the old students who have not yet left Minzu University, there are two very strange seniors.
The two were recommended to come to Minzu University as workers, peasants and soldiers students, but their favorite subjects were engineering projects.
They are the pair with the best hands-on ability in the Science and Technology Association. They have been the ones who have been repairing the Type 77 sidecar in the Science and Technology Association of Minzu University.
Unlike other graduates who are seeking good civil service management positions, these two seniors have been trying to persuade the school to send them to the northwest or industrial and mining enterprises.
The school leader in charge of the assignment did not persist for long, but the industry-related departments were full of doubts about the "Minzu University engineering students" who held Minzu University liberal arts diplomas.
There has been no definite response yet.
The two senior brothers were determined and used their savings to start inventions and innovations in the Science and Technology Association's activity classroom.
I heard that their research and development has lasted for more than two months. These two brothers now only eat two meals in the cafeteria every day, all of which are pickles and porridge, and the other meal depends entirely on grabbing free soup.
The sixteenth day of the first lunar month is the third day after school starts.
Zhang Hongcheng smiled and strolled with a few lunch boxes to the Science and Technology Association's activity classroom - an old small warehouse.
One of the two senior brothers is named Fan Zhenyong and the other is named Wen Haizhi. The research they are doing is very advanced - a new lubricant.
Even the fat man from another time and space thought the project content was crazy.
The food that Zhang Hongcheng brought was eaten up in no time by the two senior brothers.
"Tell me, Lao Zhang, what do you want us to do for you?"
Senior Brother Fan used his black fingers to pick the gap between his teeth and swallowed the minced meat.
"Does the sidecar need a major overhaul?"
Zhang Hongcheng smiled shyly.
"To be honest with you two brothers, I'm actually a amateur science enthusiast as well!"
"Hahaha," Senior Brother Wen, who wasn't very cunning, couldn't help but laugh. "Your greatest strength is giving advice. Your engineering background is good enough to coax others. We're both members of the Science and Technology Association, so we know each other well..."
The implication is, brother, don't tease me.
Zhang Hongcheng took out a few pieces of paper seriously.
"I'm not kidding," Zhang Hongcheng pulled out another list from his back pocket. "Two senior brothers used our activity room to conduct lubricant research. The floor is covered in oil. Many people have complained about this."
"I thought it was just an oil stain, and didn't Teacher Kong have a ready-made detergent formula? So I took the formula and tried it, but found that the powder was very ineffective."
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