Transportation was extremely backward in 1994, especially in Guizhou Province, the poorest province in Southwest China.
Mu Chen first took a minibus from the town to the county seat—Tianfeng County, and then transferred from Tianfeng County to Lincheng.
It took five or six hours of bumpy travel to reach Lincheng.
If the highway opens in ten years, it will take less than two hours to drive from Tianfeng County to Lincheng.
"These days are really torturous!"
Stepping out of the bus station, Mu Chen, who had long since changed out of his Miao ethnic costume, was dressed as a migrant worker.
He can afford to dress himself up now, but the 1990s were not as safe as they are now.
If you dress too flashy, won't you attract thieves?
However, the clothes he bought in the county town were clean, and he even cut his hair shorter.
At first glance, he looks like a handsome young man; you wouldn't guess he's from the Miao ethnic group.
As for the Miao sword, he had already put it away.
The government has a clear regulation that only unsharpened Miao knives can be carried freely by the Miao people.
Mu Chen had already left Tianfeng County, so he naturally had to abide by the rules. Otherwise, if Uncle Hat caught him, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?
He walked along the bustling street, where cars flowed like water, and couldn't help but sigh.
In his previous life, he was beaten and driven out of the village by Mu Laosan and his gang, and he also worked in Lincheng.
At that time, he carried a bamboo basket on his back.
They engage in all kinds of heavy, dirty, tiring and hard work, such as carrying mud, carrying things, and moving goods.
The figures of people carrying baskets on their backs can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys of Lincheng. They walk from street to street, looking for all kinds of physical work to make a living, and have become an indispensable part of life in Lincheng.
At that time, Mu Chen, who was part of the group of porters, was under the bridge directly in front of the bus station. He and his group were guarding a pile of firewood, which became a unique sight.
As he passed under the bridge, watching the group of porters idly playing cards and drinking games, he couldn't help but think of himself in his previous life.
As he walked out of the underpass, he looked back, as if looking at his past.
Beef shop.
While eating his noodles, Mu Chen looked at the map of Lincheng that he had just bought from a street stall.
In the previous life, many major events occurred in Lincheng. One of them was that a family dug up two jars of silver dollars in the foundation of a newly purchased house near the airport.
Although this happened two years later, now that Mu Chen was here, he naturally wouldn't just sit and wait.
As soon as those two jars of silver dollars were shown, someone offered an astronomical price of over 100 million.
Mu Chen, who was carrying a basket on his back and looking for work on the street at the time, chatted with his companions about such gossip after reading the newspaper.
He and those few idiots spent days daydreaming.
He also said that if he had a huge fortune, he would do this and that.
It's laughable to even think about it.
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