Chapter 18 was stimulated.
Sany Machine Tool Factory Staff Quarters
The Yan family.
Ye Hongzhen took the cooked rice porridge off the stove and saw Yan Minghe return. She called out, "Sihe, go and wake your sister up."
Yan Ruyi replied listlessly from inside the room, "I'm already up."
She just had a dream that she went on a blind date, and the person she was going to meet was the soldier she had met twice before.
That wasn't the most terrifying part. The most terrifying part was that as soon as she said she didn't want to be in a relationship, the man suddenly pulled out a machine gun and started firing at her, which startled her awake.
It's all her mother's fault. Yesterday, she kept nagging her about how great the young man was, not only because he was handsome, but also because he had served on the battlefield and made meritorious contributions, making him a great hero.
Just like Tang Sanzang, he kept repeating his teachings to her over and over again, and as a result, she dreamt that someone shot her with a gun.
It looked so real; my heart is still pounding.
Not only was my heart pounding, but my eyelids were also twitching, especially my right eyelid.
A twitching left eye means good fortune, a twitching right eye means bad luck...
Could today be a day of impending disaster?
She quickly denied it: "Feudal superstition, you can't believe in it!"
Yan Ruyi rubbed her face and got out of bed to wash up.
Yan Guoqiang went out for a stroll early in the morning, and only returned leisurely with his hands behind his back around lunchtime.
When Xiaohua saw him return, she ran over to him and meowed around him.
Yan Guoqiang never returned empty-handed from his stroll; he would either catch a grasshopper or a cricket.
Once, he even brought back a chicken heart, saying that someone was killing a chicken at the entrance of the next alley, and he asked for it to feed Xiaohua.
Xiao Hua has gotten used to being fed by him, and whenever she sees him come back from outside, she surrounds him and asks for food.
He threw a cicada on the ground, and Xiaohua meowed as she pinned it down, then ran away with the squeaking cicada in her mouth.
Seeing that Ye Hongzhen had gone to the kitchen, Yan Ruyi pulled her father aside and whispered, "Dad, can I ask you something?"
Yan Guoqiang's voice was even softer than Yan Ruyi's, "What is it?"
"Can you get your hands on television set supply coupons?"
Yan Guoqiang asked in confusion, "What do you need the television supply coupon for?"
Yan Ruyi said, "I want to buy a television."
Yan Guoqiang was a little troubled, "Right now, our family doesn't have that much money. Even if we got supply coupons, we still couldn't afford it..."
The eldest son got married and had a baby, followed by the second son's wedding. In addition, we also had to support two students. Although we haven't been living a very frugal life these past few years, we really haven't been able to save any money.
However, the burden will not be so heavy in the future.
And his salary also went up.
He used to earn 128 yuan a month. Last year, he was rated as a level 7 fitter, and his salary increased by 30 yuan. With bonuses, he earns 170 yuan a month.
If you spend frugally, you can save at least 500 or 600 a year.
Buying a 14-inch TV is definitely enough.
When it came to his fatherly dignity, Old Yan suddenly felt much more confident, straightening his back completely. "We'll buy it around this time next year..."
“I have the money right now, I’ll buy it.”
After saying that, she couldn't help but show off to her dad, holding up a "7" with her fingers, "Dad, I have 750 yuan now."
Yesterday, Li Guangyan gave her 200 yuan. Adding that to what she had saved up before, she now has a total of 750.08 yuan and 3 mao.
According to Luo Huihui, the TV she bought cost 700 yuan.
She definitely has enough money to buy a 17-inch TV right now.
I've saved enough money, but getting a TV set supply ticket is difficult.
The machine tool factory does have a quota of supply tickets every year, but there are far more applicants than available tickets. A factory with thousands of employees can only get three to five tickets a year. If you want a ticket, you have to draw lots, and whoever wins the lottery gets it.
Her father had never considered buying a TV before, and had never even entered the lottery.
There are no tickets, and even if you have money, there's nowhere to buy them.
She wanted to ask her dad yesterday, but her mom kept nagging her about Commander Song all night, and she didn't get a chance to ask him.
She wanted to bring the TV back before her mother's birthday, and time was tight, so she seized the opportunity to ask her father.
Yan Guoqiang exclaimed in shock, "Where did you get so much money!"
He didn't know what he was thinking, but his face darkened. "Daughter, you didn't sell off all those old things from your workplace, did you?! Our Yan family has always been clean and honest, daughter, you can't make a mistake!!"
Yan Ruyi was speechless. "...Dad, you really have a wild imagination. I earned my money by appraising antiques for others. The other day, that guy surnamed He kept contacting me, wanting me to appraise his antiques."
Yan Guoqiang had heard Ye Hongzhen mention that a man surnamed He kept calling Yan Ruyi, and he wondered why this man wanted to see his daughter.
It turns out he was asking his daughter to appraise some old things.
Yan Guoqiang didn't understand this, but he figured his daughter studied this in school and was assigned to the Cultural Relics Bureau after graduation, so it wasn't surprising that people would ask her to appraise old things.
There's one thing: how can you earn so much just by looking after someone's old stuff?
Yan Guoqiang asked the question that had been bothering him.
Yan Ruyi proudly puffed out her chest, "Of course! My little bit of money is nothing. They earn much more themselves. Before I went to Ningyi, I showed that guy surnamed He a Tang Dynasty white porcelain piece, a genuine antique. He gave me 300 yuan right away. He said that piece of Tang Dynasty white porcelain was auctioned off abroad..."
Comrade Old Yan humbly asked, "What is an auction for?"
With his limited knowledge, Comrade Xiao Yan explained to Comrade Lao Yan, "It's a place that sells things, but not just anyone can go in. First, they have to see if you have money. If you don't have money, you can't go in..."
Comrade Lao Yan exclaimed in surprise, "That's not the government office of old times. If you don't have money, you can't come in."
"That's not the same at all. They're selling things, bidding openly, and whoever bids the highest gets the item... Dad, stop interrupting. That guy surnamed He said his Tang Dynasty white porcelain piece would fetch at least 100,000 at auction. And that's just the starting price. He himself doesn't know how much it will ultimately sell for; it could be 200,000 or 300,000. But he's not selling it; he's keeping it for his own collection!"
Yan Guoqiang, "What's the starting price?!"
Yan Ruyi gestured, "100,000!"
Yan Guoqiang: "Could it be money from before Liberation?"
Before liberation, money was worthless; 100,000 yuan was not even worth 1 yuan today.
At that time, he was an apprentice in the factory, earning a monthly salary of 300,000 yuan, which wasn't even enough to buy a pound of rice.
"Dad, you're so funny. Who still uses money from before Liberation? I'm talking about RMB, the RMB you use to buy things now."
Old Yan quickly did some mental calculations, figuring out that his daughter's 300 yuan was equivalent to several months' salary.
I did some calculations and figured out how many years of his salary 100,000 yuan would be equivalent to, but I couldn't quite make it out.
But I was truly shocked, and my worldview was greatly impacted.
The dignity of being a father is also shattered.
Yan Ruyi didn't notice that Old Yan was almost broken, and said to him, "Dad, think of a way to get a TV supply voucher. I'll cover all the money for the TV and won't let the family pay a single penny."
He then instructed Yan Guoqiang, "Don't tell my mom about this yet. It's almost her birthday, so we'll give her a surprise."
Seeing Ye Hongzhen come out of the kitchen, she quickly grabbed the washbasin and slipped away.
Seeing that Yan Guoqiang was standing there like he was possessed, with a blank stare, Ye Hongzhen went over and looked him up and down. "What's wrong with you?"
Yan Guoqiang murmured, "The ancestral graves of the Yan family are emitting auspicious smoke."
Ye Hongzhen, "When our daughter got into university, you kept saying that your Yan family's ancestral graves were emitting auspicious smoke. How come they're emitting it again?"
Yan Guoqiang said, "This time we've really hit the jackpot! Last time it was the God of Literature, this time it's the God of Wealth!"
Ye Hongzhen scoffed, "God of Wealth, my foot! You're having morning delirium. You're still half asleep, aren't you?"
I didn't have time to deal with him and went about my own business.
Ye Hongjuan came to deliver movie tickets and saw Yan Ruyi still squatting in the yard playing with Xiaohua, which angered Xiaohua, and the two of them started fighting.
She said anxiously, "Dr. Liu said that Commander Song has already left. Why are you still playing with the cat here? Hurry up and change your clothes. Once you're done, go over there. The sooner you get there, the better you two can chat and get to know each other better."
He shoved the movie tickets into Yan Ruyi's hand, then sent her back inside to change her clothes, telling her, "Dress nicely."
A note from the author:
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I'm going on a blind date tomorrow.
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