Although this era is only fifty years away from the time when Qin Huai lived, it seems to be thousands of years away from his previous life. This is more obvious in the countryside, which is basically in the ancient farming era, with people facing the loess and backs to the sky, men farming and women weaving, going out early and returning late.
Although peasants made up the absolute majority, this era was dominated by the working class.
The city is where the mainstream life happens.
Of course, he would not be like a real countryman who was attracted by the rough prosperity in front of him. He was looking for an opportunity to survive.
There is no food at home, my sister and the elderly are starving, and making money is urgent.
To be honest, although he told the girl that he was begging when he came out, he was not actually prepared to beg. After all, he was a man in his forties and a former small boss.
With the current control of materials, he has a forward-looking vision and it should not be difficult for him to earn money to support his family.
Most of the shops on the street in this era were bungalows with heavy wooden door panels and mottled brown paint. They were taken down piece by piece in the morning and placed to one side, and then installed piece by piece in the evening.
The tiles on the roofs were covered in weeds or moss, the low-rise houses were unevenly spaced, and the people dressed similarly, with few wearing brightly colored clothes. There were few cars, and even fewer people riding bicycles.
The sixties, a modern era when old and new ideas alternated.
The overall tone of the street is gray, with various familiar slogans of the times on the walls. A few naughty boys are competing in pushing iron rings and running in the alley with a thumping sound.
At the same age, they are much happier than children in the countryside.
In the blue-gray world, a touch of bright color can occasionally be seen. Fashionable girls in dresses walk by with their companions, smiling. They may be only a few years older than Qin Huai, but they don't even look at him. He is dressed in rags and looks a world apart from them.
After walking through the streets and alleys, he came to a tall building. It was a department store, the largest shopping mall in the county. The lights were on even during the day. Only when he saw the lights did Qin Huai feel that he was still alive. Everything in Qinjiazhuang was too ethereal to him. There was always a sense of illusion as if it was a game world that was neither a dream nor a dream.
It seemed as if he could go back if he woke up after a good sleep, but unfortunately, he couldn't go back to his villa.
It was only when he arrived at the spacious and tall department store that he felt a sense of existence. Seriously, it was only when he got here that he felt truly alive.
There is a sense of disconnection as if you have accidentally entered the novice village of the game world. To be honest, what is the difference between this and the game? We all start from nothing.
The department store is the most fashionable shopping mall in the county. It is filled with counters selling clothing, shoes, hats, electronic appliances, and I also saw that the skirts the girls were wearing were called "Bragi". The price was clearly marked in the store: 28 yuan each.
Maybe his dress was out of tune with the luxury of the department store, so he got a lot of cold stares wherever he went. Others were dressed nicely, but his legs were covered in mud, and he made footprints with every step he took, dirtying other people's snow-white tiles. It was very kind of him not to chase him away.
After walking around the department store, he still had no idea. When he was about to leave, his eyes were attracted by the counter at the corner. He walked over and saw that it was soap.
A piece of laundry soap costs 80 cents, and facial soap costs 2.5 yuan a piece, and you need a ticket.
Compared with the prices at that time, the price was simply shocking.
He had just seen it on the street. Pork was only 35 cents per pound with coupons, and 85 cents without coupons. A bar of soap was twice as expensive as pork, and only rich people could afford it.
After walking out of the department store, he had a basic understanding of the prices of goods in this era.
What to do?
His pockets jingled, and sure enough, he still had five cents left. His stomach was growling with hunger, so he could only continue walking aimlessly.
It was getting later and later, and my stomach was growling with hunger. I thought about my two younger sisters who might not have eaten all day, and I felt a headache.
Are you really going to beg for food?
It's impossible. To be honest, there are not many beggars on the streets. Population control is strict and people are not allowed to move around freely.
As the sky grew darker, a pungent smell suddenly wafted into his nose. Anyone else would be disgusted by this smell, but he smiled and sniffed again.
That’s right, it is one.
Looking up, he saw a sign of a chemical factory hanging at the door. There was no guard at the gate, so he walked straight to the source of the smell.
We came to a large open-air pit with black chemical waste in it. I guess it was a by-product of the chemical factory. It seemed that the factory dumped it here as waste.
This is the best opportunity for him now.
We must find a way to get these things, as our future depends on them.
Before he could move, someone in the distance shouted, "Who said that to you? If you want to die, die outside, not in our factory."
They were two security guards in uniform, and their words were quite irritating.
Qin Huai said hurriedly: "Comrade, I'm not going to die, I just want to ask, do you sell this thing?"
The security guard sneered, "So you're just an ignorant country boy. Boy, either you want to die or you want to steal our factory. Get out of here now, or we'll arrest you."
"Brother, let's make a deal. I really want this thing. Can you sell me some?"
"I think you're stupid. I don't have time to mess around with a country bumpkin like you. Get out."
The security department thought he was causing trouble and said rudely that there was no place to throw this thing, and this idiot wanted to buy it. What kind of lunatic is he?
Qin Huai was kicked out of the chemical plant, but he was not disappointed. He could always find a way to get what the factory didn't want.
There was no one on the road after dark. Qin Huai had only drunk some tap water after walking all day. Now he was so hungry that his stomach was growling and his steps felt like they weighed a thousand pounds. Fortunately, he was young, otherwise he would not have been able to hold on.
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