The other side.
Linhai County Cotton Mill dormitory, He Xiaoyu came here for the first time.
I was confused when I saw the table full of tapes.
"Sister Xingruo, where did you get all these good things? You can't even buy this in a department store.
The one in my house was obtained by Lu Xinghe through his connections, and half of the content is taught in Russian."
He Xiaoyu looked at Teacher Li Gu's concert tape curiously.
There are also many nostalgic old song tapes.
I was really shocked by Su Xingruo's methods.
"Hehehe, look at these. They are all scarce goods. I went to Ice City twice to get them back. I almost got caught once.
If it weren’t for Xing Lao San’s skill in hiding things, I might not have been able to come back by the time the sun came.”
Su Xingruo took an apple and started eating it.
This is considered one of the best fruits in Northeast China this era.
If you buy them in autumn, as long as you store them well, they will basically last until winter.
But once the rain is over, the apples will go bad quickly.
It's hard to preserve it, it's magical.
"So what you mean is that we should sell this thing during this period of time?"
"Yes, thirty dollars each, just tell me how much we want to earn!"
"thirty?!!"
Thirty yuan, but that’s a month’s salary for an ordinary worker or cadre. How can a tape be worth thirty yuan?
Is this a joke?
Even if Lu Xinghe recorded that square dance song for Grandpa Cao more than a decade ago.
Let his godson beat the drum and jump around.
All of this made He Xiaoyu feel heartbroken for a long time.
That tape was only five dollars.
This thing is thirty?
Who can afford it!
"Hey, this isn't expensive. You don't even know that Bingcheng sells it for thirty dollars, and it's still in short supply. If it weren't for the fact that half of it was caught during the inspection,
We have to sell it for at least 40 to make a profit."
When Xing Laosan heard this, he scratched his head embarrassedly.
What they did in Ice City was a bit rude.
But ever since I followed Su Xingruo, there's nothing else on my mind except making money.
As long as you don't kill or burn anything, nothing can be as important as making money.
If Lu Xinghe did this, he would give Su Xingruo a thumbs up.
It wasn't just luck that allowed this little girl to succeed in her later life.
In the early 1980s, most of the people who first developed in coastal areas obtained scarce items such as tapes from Hong Kong or other places.
䀴At this time, Su Xingruo saw the value of the tape.
Don’t think that people in later generations don’t understand how precious this thing is.
To give an example, this is like mobile phones in later generations.
No matter how expensive it is, everyone wants it.
Making phone calls and sending messages is one thing, but the more important thing is the entertainment value.
Some mobile phone manufacturers use the slogan of "no lag when playing games" in their advertisements.
Music tapes are the most entertaining thing in this era.
Especially the concert tape of Teacher Li.
Including the 81㹓Sweet Honey tape that became popular all over the country.
When a cassette was at its most expensive, it would cost fifty dollars and people would still rush to buy it.
This is the value of entertainment in this entertainment-poor era.
After all, most of the tapes on the market are either for learning Russian or for more authentic songs.
"Also, this is the hairpin you asked for. I think it's not difficult to make. Once you have made the pre-natal sample, I will take you to talk about it.
After visiting your team, I finally understand why Lu Xinghe wants to help these neighbors so much.
They’re really interesting.”
Su Xingruo was originally from the Chaihe Brigade, but his hair became longer as he left.
They saw them dancing with Grandpa Cao with smiles on their faces.
Especially the auspicious words said when dividing the wolf meat.
Whether it's sincere or otherwise.
Doesn't it sound happy?
Unlike the people in the county town, who are full of big talk and always add a sentence "I don't speak well" before speaking...
They don't listen if what you say is not nice, and they all pretend to be human.
It's meaningless.
He Xiaoyu raised a smile when he heard this.
In addition to the marriage, there were also national debt coupons given by Mr. Cao and Mrs. Chang.
Their family is almost becoming a millionaire.
However, He Xiaoyu, who had experienced hardships and came from a big city to the countryside, would understand.
The more of this stuff the better, no matter what the time.
Plus what Lu Xinghe told him about what the economic reforms would look like.
Now, let alone asking her to invest and speculate, she would even be willing to sell it herself.
However, for Lu Xinghe's existence, everyone protected her very well.
"Well, let's eat first. I want to go see my sister later."
"Xiao, let's go together. You don't have to worry about selling goods here. Xing Lao San and the others are here."
Su Xingruo took out two pieces of White Rabbit snacks and gave one to He Xiaoyu and one to Li Ruonan.
The little man Xing Laosan is gone.
This is the common sense of the Northeastern people of this generation. Men don't eat White Rabbit, but if they do eat it, they will eat fruit candy.
䀴Lu Xinghe on the other side.
It's not in such a good condition now.
It is said that people from Northeast China can drink, but it depends on how they drink.
The lumberjacks in the Northeast go up the mountain to cut wood in winter, and drinking half a catty of wine has no effect on them while they are burning the wood.
It's like I didn't drink.
It's not that I can drink, it's that drinking has become a habit. I feel warm after drinking, and when I work, the alcohol smell evaporates with my sweat.
But this Tenger is just pure drinkable.
The 60-proof liquor feels like a knife stabbing your throat when you drink it.
He finally swallowed it, and then drank another big bowl of wine.
The name Tengger sounds like it means tough, and "㱗" means sky.
She is the eldest in her family and should protect her younger brothers and sisters like the sky.
Therefore, that kind of innate generosity made it impossible for Lu Xinghe and the other two to refuse.
However, it was difficult for Lu Xinghe to refuse. Tengger held the wine in one hand and the scimitar at his waist in the other.
It was as if if he didn't drink it, he would immediately turn into a scimitar hunter the next moment.
After three bowls, Tengger stood up and started singing.
"The eagle on the grassland spreads its wings and flies, with three cups hanging on one wing~~"
Three glasses of wine is still acceptable, but damn, three glasses on the left and three glasses on the right.
The point is, there is more than one eagle. . . . . "
Even a kingfisher who was thinking about going out to hide in the yurt at night couldn't stand it anymore.
If Lu Xinghe hadn't secretly drunk a sip of the spiritual spring water, he would have been lying on the table like Ye Bufan at this moment.
The steaming, gurgling mutton soup is like a great hangover sobering drink.
It just happened to neutralize the sheep smell on Tengger's body.
Wang Daiba and Ye Bufan didn't eat a single bite and just kept drinking. It was probably because they were sitting next to Tengger.
The first time I experienced this taste, I really couldn’t eat it.
However, Lu Xinghe had foreseen this and sat directly opposite Tengger.
After drinking a few bowls of wine, he put his arm around Tengger's shoulders and started playing their drinking game!
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