Wan Feng had to admire Liang Hua's observation skills. If movies were really brought home for screening, ordinary families would not be able to afford a movie screen.
He patiently explained to them what a TV was and gestured with his hands to show how big it was.
"Nonsense! How can something like that play movies?" Liang Hua was still brooding over the fact that Wan Feng had two eyes on his face, and was ready to fight Wan Feng to the death.
Wan Feng did not choose to retreat when faced with this guy who would not even exchange a piece of shit for a fried dough stick.
"Your dad has promised to marry you to me in the future. When we get married, you'll know what a TV is."
Liang Hua blushed, "Bah! Who would give it to you? I wouldn't give it to you even if I stuck it in a cesspool."
"Haha! Big-eyed thief! This is yours. You will definitely regret it in the future."
"I won't regret it, huh? Who are you to blame?" Liang Hua curled her lips almost to the back of her head, which showed how determined she was to reject Wan Feng, but then her eyes widened and she started to blame Wan Feng.
"It's you. Let them see what you look like now. The only two eyes left on your face are not big-eyed thieves. If you don't agree, take a look in the mirror yourself."
Luan Feng was lighting a fire behind Liang Hua: "Liang Hua! Go and bite him."
Liang Hua turned around and vented his anger on her: "Am I a dog to bite people?"
Amidst the laughter and noise, time passed unknowingly until around ten o'clock. The gambling game in the outer room was over, and Wan Feng followed his uncle home.
It seemed that the party with his uncles ended a little early. He remembered that his two uncles did not come back until the middle of the night. Why did he go home at ten o'clock?
Besides, why doesn't he go on a date with the blacksmith's sister at night? What future does this guy have in gambling on poker?
According to custom, the production team started working after the New Year. All the adult laborers gathered in the team headquarters on the morning of the fourth day of the New Year, listening to the team leader Zhang Hai's rhythmic summary of the past and prospects for the future.
The Wahou team headquarters is located between Dongtou and Gouli, occupying a solitary piece of land. It has a total of eight blue brick and tile houses with left and right wing rooms, which is the best building in Wahou.
The wing on the right side of the yard was converted into a barn where the team's cattle, horses, mules and donkeys were kept, and the wing on the left side was a warehouse and grain processing point.
The laborers, both men and women, stood in the yard, facing the sun and leaning against the wall, listening to the captain's speech with laughter, but no one knew whether they heard it or not.
Wan Feng, the blacksmith's brother Jiang Yongjun, Yuan Liming, Luan Feng and a group of older kids were also mixed in. He was caught by Yang Qilang when he was passing by the team headquarters just now.
Yang Qilang brought Wan Feng in with the intention of letting Wan Feng continue a story that he hadn't finished telling last night.
"Don't pull me, we are going to Gushan Market. I will tell you when I come back." Wan Feng resisted stubbornly like a shrimp caught in a net.
On the fourth day of every lunar month, there is a market in Gushan Commune. There is such a market in Gushan Commune within a radius of dozens of miles. There is a market on the 44th, 24th and 34th day of every month. It is a truly big market.
"It's the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and the market is deserted just after the Lunar New Year."
This is obviously a scam. There are many talented people in the market today.
Wan Feng's words seemed to remind the adults, so some people started to go to collect leftovers.
Team leader Zhang Hai, in his thirties, was considered a young man. He was quite amusing. He loudly tried to stop the crowd's restlessness, saying things like, "After the New Year, we should focus on our work." Just when everyone was feeling hopeless, he finally said, "We won't work this morning. I know everyone wants to go to the market for a stroll, so let's just go there and work in the afternoon."
The captain's words were met with applause and cheers, and then a huge group of people rushed towards the location of Gushan Commune.
On the way to Gushan, many people who had heard Wan Feng's storytelling gathered around him to listen to his strange stories, and they were all fascinated by them.
The full name of Gushan is Gushan. It is located in the upper reaches of the Inna River and is named after a solitary mountain at the bridgehead by the river.
In 1980, Gushan was the most prosperous of the five communes in this area, and it was the only one with a farmers' market. Therefore, every time the market was crowded with people, it was an unprecedented occasion, like a festival.
The prosperity of Gushan lasted until the 1990s, but then it gradually declined for unknown reasons and was eventually incorporated into the Warrior Commune.
But that was more than ten years later.
As soon as they arrived at the market, Wan Feng and his friends separated from the adults. They darted around in the crowd like loaches, but after a few darting movements, those guys disappeared somewhere, leaving only Luan Feng with him.
The Gushan Market is bustling with people.
In 1980, the market had just begun to open up. A few years ago, this was all capitalist grass and had to be cut off.
The things sold in the market are still very simple, mainly agricultural products, the main component of which are farmers' own agricultural products. There is not even a store selling clothes, shoes and hats.
Wan Feng took a look and found that there were a lot of seafood sellers in the market. The whole market was full of fishermen who came from the seaside to sell seafood.
This is the advantage of being close to the sea.
"How much are these clams?"
"Nine pounds!"
When passing by a stall selling seafood, Wan Feng heard these two sentences of conversation.
This was a very special pricing unit at the time, equivalent to the purchasing power of one dollar.
Seafood is priced in units of one yuan, so nine jin means you can buy nine jin for one yuan.
Wan Feng had no interest in these fish, turtles, shrimps and crabs, and walked through the market towards the supply and marketing cooperative of Gushan Commune.
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