Although he failed to successfully recruit the fourth child due to his pregnant daughter-in-law, Wan Qingliu did not plan to act alone.
After greeting the team leader and getting a letter of introduction, Wan Qingliu took Hua Xuguo to buy two train tickets.
Before leaving, Wan Qingliu instructed:
"Old man, Yujiao, you two stay home and take good care of the two little ghosts. The second brother and I will go to Guangzhou."
The old man said in a low voice: "Why did you run so far?"
Wan Qingliu: "Make money!"
Hua Xuguo's eyes lit up: "Mom, are you going to take me to make money again?"
Wan Qingliu laughed and said that if there was really no one else to go with her, she would not have taken him with her.
Something that is useless and cannot be helped.
In fact, there is no need to worry about not having enough capital, because there is plenty of gold in the space.
However, when he thought about the price of gold in the future, Wan Qingliu didn't want to sell the gold from the bottom of his heart.
However, the purchasing power of the two eras is different, so it’s okay to sell some if it really doesn’t work out.
Hua Wanchi felt a little regretful that he was still an elementary school student.
Otherwise she could have gone with her grandma!
She seemed to be going out to play.
Wan Qingliu said, "Wouldn't it be nice to take you to Beijing for a trip during the summer vacation?"
Hua Wanchi's eyes lit up: "Really!"
"Hey, your uncle is eager for you to go so he can show you the big house he bought."
The courtyard houses in the old Beijing are quite prestigious.
Hua Wanchi didn't want to settle down in Beijing, otherwise she would also like to buy one.
In short, Wan Qingliu set off with Hua Xuguo.
The two rode their bicycles to the county town, left their bicycles at Hua Aihua's house, and walked to the train station.
The two of them didn't bring much luggage. They heard that Guangzhou is hot all year round, so they brought a few sets of summer clothes, two towels and some toiletries.
Of course Hua Xuguo was asked to carry the luggage. If he was not asked to carry the luggage, it would be useless to take him along on this journey.
Wan Qingliu also picked one up for himself. He didn't put anything in it, mainly to make it convenient to smuggle things out of the space.
Hua Xuguo took a curious look and said, "Mom, I'm carrying most of the things we need. What are you carrying there?"
Wan Qingliu glanced at him and said, "The train has been running for over ten hours, and you're not going to eat?"
"Oh." Hua Xuguo understood instantly.
There are all kinds of food in the space, so Wan Qingliu is reluctant to buy them outside, and the food outside is not as delicious as in the space.
The two of them used their connections to buy two hard sleeper tickets, which happened to be a lower berth and a middle berth.
The train departs in the afternoon, so I can sleep on it overnight.
When it was time for dinner, Wan Qingliu took out four steamed buns and a jar of pickled mustard greens.
Hua Xuguo chewed on a big, soft steamed bun and asked, "Mom, when did you steam the buns?"
"I made the noodles yesterday and steamed them this morning."
Hua Xuguo sandwiched pickled mustard greens between steamed buns, thinking that it was quite good to be able to eat this on the train.
To be honest, this is Hua Xuguo's first time going out.
I don’t seem to have ever taken a train.
He looked at the scenery outside the window with curiosity as it kept receding. It was either mountains, trees, or fields, and he could also see some rivers.
There was nothing new to see, but he just felt it was very different.
It was dark before long, and Wan Qingliu sent him to the middle bunk to sleep.
The next day, when they arrived at the station and got off the train, they felt that everything they saw was new.
Hua Xuguo sighed: "Is this Guangzhou? It's so lively."
Wan Qingliu didn't want to say anything to him: "This is a train station, how can it not be busy?"
Hua Xuguo scratched his head.
"Anyway, it looks different from us."
The two checked their bags and felt their pockets to make sure that their money had not been stolen, and then they left the station with peace of mind.
Listening to passers-by talking, Hua Xuguo suddenly laughed.
Wan Qingliu: "Why are you laughing so hard? What's wrong with you?"
Hua Xuguo was still very happy: "Mom, didn't you hear them talking? They were baaaaaaa, no wonder it's called Yangcheng."
The locals speak very fast, and it is rare for many Chinese people to develop such a talent for recognition when they reach middle age.
Wan Qingliu didn't hear it anyway.
However, the Internet has developed in later generations, and there are many bloggers from Guangdong Province on the Internet. Wan Qingliu feels that Hua Xuguo’s predictions are quite accurate.
There are many food stalls in front of the train station, with signs saying things like rice noodle rolls and wontons.
The more Hua Xuguo looked at it, the more curious he became.
"I wonder how these things taste?"
He is quite interested in food.
Wan Qingliu looked around and said, "Let's find a guesthouse first."
After asking passers-by, the two finally found a guesthouse.
"Comrade, please open two rooms."
Wan Qingliu really didn't want to share a room with Hua Xuguo. This guy snored and had smelly feet, and the smell really made it impossible for her to sleep on the train.
The front desk gave the two people two keys and told them which floor the room was on.
The two went upstairs to their rooms and put their things down.
After a short rest, the two went out for a walk.
Hua Xuguo: "Mom, our things won't be stolen if we leave them in the guesthouse, right?"
Wan Qingliu: "I don't think so."
If that's the case, she'll have to change hotels.
There are many people and shops on the streets of Yangcheng, and it can be seen that commercialization has become very obvious.
There were many shops selling clothes on the street, and Hua Xuguo looked around curiously.
"Mom, look at the pants they're wearing, they're like bell-bottoms."
Bell-bottoms are the trend at this time.
It’s just that Xinxian is a small place, and everyone still dresses conservatively. I haven’t seen anyone wearing bell-bottom pants.
There are quite a few people who wear skirts made by Widow Wu, which are the most honest styles.
Wan Qingliu thought that he could buy some of this and sell it.
As they were walking around, they saw a big shopping mall, and Wan Qingliu saw a gold shop next to it.
She and Hua Xuguo walked in and took out two small yellow croakers from their pockets.
Hua Xuguo was stunned.
"Mom, you have such a hidden trick? No, you just put the gold in your pocket?"
Wan Qingliu said calmly: "Look at your naive look, it's just two bars of gold."
She felt that her capital should be enough.
But she doesn't want to touch her pension money for the time being.
I should have saved more money for myself.
She is such a great mother.
The gold weighed about two kilograms in total and was sold for five thousand dollars.
With these five thousand, Wan Qingliu can do whatever he wants.
In the clothing market, there are a dazzling array of Dacron shirts, bell-bottom pants, various dresses, sportswear, and children's clothing.
It’s really dazzling.
Wan Qingliu pointed to a yellow Dacron shirt with a small square collar and asked, "Boss, how much is this?"
The boss looked her over and casually quoted a number: "7 yuan a piece."
Hua Xuguo was shocked, it was so expensive.
Wan Qingliu: "Will you sell it for 3 yuan?"
"Grandma, three dollars isn't even enough to cover the cost price. How about this, I'll sell it to you for six dollars?"
"Will you sell it for four bucks? If not, I'll go ask somewhere else!"
"It's the same price everywhere else. Six dollars is already considered low!"
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