In 1985, the average wage of urban workers in the Soviet Union was around 130 rubles, and the average wage of 90 percent of the residents was within this range.
Depending on the type of work, the highest salary can reach 240 rubles, and the lowest is no less than 80 rubles.
But there is also a lowest salary level of 70 rubles, which is often for those who do not have professional knowledge, such as cleaners, temporary workers, etc.
The basic salary of a director or an engineer or researcher with more than ten years of work experience is about 300 rubles, and the salary at the ministerial level is 800 rubles.
Prices were not high at the time: smoked sausage cost 4.5 rubles, pork or beef 2.3 rubles;
Ten eggs cost 1.3 rubles, a bottle of vodka cost 3 rubles, a kilogram of rice cost 1 ruble;
If a family of several people goes to a restaurant and doesn't order special delicacies, it can be done for about ten rubles.
Household appliances and daily necessities: vacuum cleaner 45 rubles, women's synthetic fur boots 80 rubles, high-end jeans 200 rubles, women's coat 110 rubles;
A tape recorder costs 150 rubles, a refrigerator 800 rubles, and a color TV set around 450 rubles.
The flight from Moscow to Vladivostok costs 72 rubles.
The motorcycle is 600 rubles and the Lada car is 5,000 rubles.
Although there was a shortage of goods at that time, prices were relatively stable and people's income levels were enough to have enough food and clothing.
But just one year later, in the winter of 1986, Soviet society began to become turbulent because of the wrong policies adopted by Golbachev.
The most direct reflection of social unrest is in prices.
Soviet wages remained largely unchanged, but prices experienced significant volatility and inflation.
Almost all light industrial products have seen geometric price increases.
In particular, the prices of alcohol and meat, which the Soviet people could not live without, had skyrocketed more than ten times, and there was still no demand for them.
There has also been a large-scale price increase in clothing. Perhaps the only things that have not increased are those industrial products that cannot be eaten or worn. Not only have they not increased, but they have even decreased slightly.
Yuri's salary was more than 300 rubles, which was considered a high-income privileged class in the Soviet Union, but with such inflation, it was difficult for him to do much with that salary.
Therefore, it would be strange if his attitude did not change when faced with an envelope of 20,000 rubles.
This is equivalent to about six years' salary for him.
Moreover, the young man also said that he would guarantee that there would be no less than this amount of filial piety money every festival in the future.
Yuri immediately asked his woman to prepare a few dishes, served them on crystal tableware, and invited Shamilov to dinner at his house.
Soviet homes usually had two sets of tableware, one made of porcelain and one made of crystal.
When ordinary people come, they usually use porcelain tableware, which means that the other person is not welcome or that the relationship is just ordinary.
Crystal tableware is only used when important and close people come.
From this we can see that Shamilov has become Yuri's guest of honor.
Shamilov became Yuri's guest of honor and was drinking and chatting with Yuri, while Wan Feng was also waiting for guests in the hotel.
The person he was waiting for was not a distinguished guest but an enemy.
The visa he needed has been issued. Before setting off for Bu City for inspection, he needs to deal with some of Heihe's affairs to avoid any trouble while he is away.
Through an intermediary, Wan Feng sent an invitation to Cai Yongqiang and Jian Si to the Heihe Hotel on Guandu Road in Heihe.
Heihe Hotel has a long history. It is a high-priced hotel that opened in the early 1960s and has a history of 25 or 26 years.
It was the most upscale restaurant in Heihe at that time.
There were not many people who followed Wan Feng to the Heihe Hotel, including Han Guangjia, Yang Jianguo, and Li Yong.
Li Mingdou is at the base after being discharged from the hospital.
Wan Feng didn't bring him out, so He Xiao naturally didn't bring him out either.
He felt that there was no need for so many people. This was not the beginning of a fight. These three people plus himself were enough to handle any situation.
But to his disappointment, the people came, but the person he wanted to see did not come.
The person who came was someone Wan Feng didn't know. The other side came with more than ten people, and among them, only Qi Hong was someone Wan Feng knew.
The leader used the local term to describe people as "wolf eyes with drooping arms". You say his eyes are like a wolf, but they clearly have the essence of a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.
Wan Feng concluded that this person was Jian Si.
"Are you the guy from out of town with the surname Wan?"
Wan Feng leaned back in his chair and looked at Jian Si lazily: "Who are you?"
"I'm Jian Si."
"Why didn't Cai Yongqiang come? Is he scared?"
Jian Si slammed his hand on the table and said, "Brother Cai doesn't have time for you."
"Haha, then what are you doing here? If you don't want to come, then why not? What's the point of sending you here?"
"Why can't I come?"
When a lackey came, Wan Feng was in no mood to have dinner with him.
The money was not worth it, so Wan Feng didn't order any dishes.
"Jian Si, since you're here, let's talk about something. I don't want to see something like last time happen again."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It's meaningless. There's no need to be so clear when you're out there. No one is stupid. I understand, and so do you. Let's forget about this matter. If something like this happens again, I won't be so easy to talk to."
Jian Si looked directly at Wan Feng: "With you?"
"Haha, don't bully me because I'm from another place. To be honest, you really have no right to compete with me."
Wan Feng stood up and said, "Anyone who can make it out there is smart. Don't be so self-righteous. I hope you can handle things on your own. By the way, if Cai Yongqiang wants to do any business, I still welcome him to negotiate with me. My life motto is that more friends mean more paths. It's always better to have one more friend than one more enemy. Goodbye!"
Wan Feng casually threw a roll of five-yuan bills in front of Jian Si.
"Since your brothers are here, they can't just go back empty-handed. This hundred yuan is for your brothers to have a simple meal. Heihe is so small. Mountains cannot meet each other, but people can meet each other. We will meet again. I hope that next time we meet, we won't have to look at each other with such arrogance. Goodbye!"
Wan Feng walked out of the Heihe Hotel and saw a Lada waiting for him outside.
"Brother, since you guys don't get along with each other, why do you still give them money?" Yang Jianguo asked in confusion after getting in the car.
"We are a righteous army, and we must act in a respectable manner. I gave them appearance fees this time, and that's the most I can do. If this gets out to the world, no one will be able to accuse us of anything. If Jian Si doesn't know what's good for him and causes something like Ming Dou next time, I'll make him pay for it!"
At this moment, Wan Feng's eyes flashed with coldness.
If Cai Yongqiang continues to cause trouble, he'd better be prepared to wander around the world.
Because he had already thought of a plan to kill someone with a borrowed knife.
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