The old man counted the money excitedly. One bundle was 10,000 yuan, and 2 bundles were 10,000 yuan.
The old man was lying on the bed holding the money, laughing so hard that the wrinkles on his old face were twisted.
With 10,000 yuan, I can buy a few shops, and a big yard is no longer a dream. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, even a donkey dung egg can turn over a new leaf!
The old man hugged the money and sighed for a while, saying that poverty breeds evil, and wealth breeds conscience. He was too poor, so he took the risk. He went out with his rag bag. He didn't go with the third brother and asked at the front desk where the post office was. There were post offices and banks not far away.
I went to the post office and remitted 10,000 yuan to Li Mancang. He had several thousand yuan in his hands, which was enough for purchasing goods, and it was not safe to keep the money with him.
The amount of money flowing in and out of Guangcheng every day, whether remittances or payments, is relatively large. In the eyes of the old man, the money is considerable, but in the eyes of the staff, it is just average and does not cause any splash.
The old man even saw people remitting more than 100,000 yuan.
The old man sighed that the world was really different now. He felt very proud of having made a windfall, which was enough for his descendants to live for a lifetime.
I didn't expect that my vision was too narrow. A few tens of thousands of dollars doesn't make you rich in this city.
The old man did not return to the guesthouse. He walked around the street. There were a variety of shops all around him. The shops were decorated in a very high-end manner. The clothes and shoes were very eye-catching under the lights. They looked very high-end and the matching was very fashionable.
The styles of clothes and shoes here are simply incomparable to those in Beijing. Any store that moves to Beijing will be a big seller. No wonder so many people come here to seek their fortune.
The old man walked around for most of the day and spent two dollars to buy three short-sleeved suits. They were selling off their stock, so the old man thought they were quite cheap and the clothes he was wearing were too hot, so he bought them. He also bought three pairs of sandals. They said they were leather and were selling off their stock because they were out of stock, so the old man picked out three pairs, also for two dollars.
The old man thought it was as cheap as picking cabbages. He, who had lived a hard life all his life, felt this way, not to mention others. The stalls selling goods on the street were doing very well.
At the guesthouse, Lao San and Zhao Xiaochuan had already woken up, and seeing that Grandpa was not there, they were not in a hurry. They waited at the door of the guesthouse, not daring to go far.
"Grandpa! Where have you been? We were so worried!" The third brother looked at the old man who was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and shorts.
"Why are you in such a hurry? I'm an old man who's about to die. Who can kidnap me?" The old man stuffed the clothes and shoes in his hand to the two people, "Change them and go eat!"
The old man is a rich man now, so he can't let himself down. He has come from so far away, so he has to try the local specialties.
The third brother and Zhao Xiaochuan were very happy to see that grandpa had bought them clothes and shoes, and they hurried to change into them because they were still wearing cotton shoes and it was too hot.
The old man asked the waiter about the food here. The waiter was very enthusiastic and told them that this was a restaurant frequented by locals and the food there was not expensive and they would not rip them off.
After the two people changed their clothes, the old man took them for a walk of more than 20 minutes to a restaurant in a residential area. It was a food stall that sold seafood casserole porridge. The waiter highly recommended it, and the old man was drooling over it.
There is no menu here. The boss said in Mandarin with a local accent, "Hey handsome guys, what do you want to eat? It's all on the wall!"
Old handsome man...
There weren't many vegetables on the wall, so the old man thought about it and said to the boss, "Boss, serve us whatever you want, we're from out of town."
"Well, I saw it coming. We have a lot of seafood here. You can't get such fresh seafood in inland areas!" The boss was very talkative and recommended their special dishes to them, including seafood casserole porridge, stir-fried seafood, white chicken, and fried rice noodles.
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