Yang Baiyi put the receipt issued by the photo studio and the one dollar change into his trouser pocket, took the little girl's hand, and left the photo studio with Lin Wanru.
"Master, two people took care of a child and it only cost nine dollars to take pictures. They are really generous."
The apprentice from the photo studio came over.
"I guess they are from a prominent background, maybe they came from the city to play.
Didn't you see that both of them were wearing watches and were dressed so elegantly? Especially that little girl, her clothes and small leather shoes, have you ever seen them in a county town? They are obviously high-end goods from a big city.
The more the photographer thought about it, the more he felt that his judgment was correct.
People from the city came to the county town to take pictures. Aren’t they just bored? Although the apprentice had some doubts, he didn’t dare to say it out loud.
"Comrade, have you finished taking pictures? Where are you planning to go now?"
Seeing Yang Baiyi, the tricycle driver waiting at the door immediately came over.
"Master, it's like this, we don't live in the county town, this time I took the opportunity to bring my sister to the county town to play while I was doing some business.
But we are not familiar with the county town and don’t know where to go for fun. Can you recommend some places, Master?”
Since you don’t know where to go, you might as well ask the tricycle driver for help.
A human-powered tricycle is equivalent to a taxi in later generations. If you want to do this job well, you must be familiar with every alley and street in the local area.
"Comrade, you've really put me at a loss. Actually, the fun places are not in the county town, but in the towns below.
In Qingshan Town, there is a Wohu Mountain, which is also known as the "Lin Hai Xue Yuan" in the model operas. The scenery is beautiful all year round."
The tricycle driver had no idea that Yang Baiyi and his friends were from Chenjiatun at the foot of Wohu Mountain.
"Master, we just came here from Wohu Mountain. Isn't there anything fun to do in the county town?"
Yang Baiyi was a little disappointed. He had finally brought Lin Wanru and her sister to the county town, but were they just going to watch a movie and then go back?
"How about I take you to the supply and marketing cooperative? The county supply and marketing cooperative definitely sells much more things than your Qingshan Town. You can buy some rare things to take back."
The tricycle driver suggested.
"Forget it, we don't have anything to buy."
Just kidding, let alone the supply and marketing cooperatives in the county, even in the 1970s, the things sold in the department stores in Beijing had no appeal to Yang Baiyi at all.
If you are a collector, you can buy some items that are characteristic of the era and collect them. After all, many things will no longer be produced in the future. Unfortunately, Yang Baiyi does not have a collecting hobby.
"Comrade, don't worry, I'll think about it."
Seeing that Yang Baiyi and the other two showed no interest, the tricycle driver was afraid that they would not take his tricycle.
“By the way, there’s a Korean street in the east of the city. The living habits and eating habits of Koreans and Han Chinese are different. If you’re interested, you can go and take a look.
There is also a state-owned restaurant there, which generally sells food with Korean characteristics.
The supply and marketing cooperative there also sells ethnic handicrafts and ethnic clothing, which will definitely look good on the little girl."
The tricycle driver looked at Yang Xiaoxiao and said.
In fact, there is also the Anti-Japanese United Army Martyrs Cemetery and the Yang Jingyu Memorial Hall in Hailin County, but they are obviously here to have fun, and I can't drag them to visit the graves.
The tricycle driver himself felt it was inappropriate, so he didn't say anything.
"Okay, let's go to a Korean street and take a look."
Yang Baiyi knew that there were not many interesting places in a small county town. Now that the problem of food and clothing had just been solved, local governments had no awareness of developing the tourism industry.
Nowadays, you need a letter of introduction to go to the county town. Except for business trips, it is difficult to move around, and even the best tourist attractions are not accessible.
"Okay, then get in the car and we'll go now."
The tricycle driver breathed a sigh of relief, as he had earned the dime again.
I took a tricycle to a Korean street in the east of the city, gave the tricycle driver a dime, and let him go back first.
Yang Baiyi planned to have dinner here before going back, he couldn’t keep others waiting!
A street in North Korea is obviously more lively than outside, and stalls selling things can be seen everywhere.
There are various special snacks and ethnic handicrafts, and pedestrians on the road often stop in front of the stalls.
Lin Wanru saw with her own eyes that everyone just paid for the things they bought, and no one gave a ticket.
"Bai Yi, you don't need receipts to buy things here. Are they a private stall? This is against the policy."
Everything in front of her overturned Lin Wanru's cognition.
“Normal, ethnic minorities will naturally enjoy more preferential treatment.
There are still many ethnic minorities that practice polygamy, and several ethnic minorities have matriarchal societies.
Many ethnic minorities not only have to pay public grain to the state, but the state also has to subsidize them every year.
What the country wants is stability and unity, and to achieve this goal, we must not take things too seriously.”
Just like the cutting of cakes in later generations, one cut brought Jack Ma to tears, two cuts brought Jianlin to ruin, but didn't anyone call the police? It's just that the authorities turned a blind eye.
It was only after the terrorist incident at Yunnan Railway Station that the country began to take it seriously. Before that, there were people wearing flowery hats at railway stations across the country.
“Freedom is still good!”
Looking at the bustling streets, both buyers and sellers have smiles on their faces.
The sounds of hawking, bargaining, and children chasing and playing reveal the atmosphere of human life everywhere.
"The country will eventually develop, the times will always progress, and one day, this will be the case everywhere in the country."
Yang Baiyi said to Lin Wanru.
"Will it?"
Lin Wanru muttered to herself, her eyes full of longing.
"Yes, and not too far away."
Yang Baiyi's tone was full of certainty.
"Brother, what is that?"
Yang Xiaoxiao pointed to a stall surrounded by children.
"That's a candied haws. It's filled with hawthorns and covered in syrup. It tastes sour and sweet. Come on, I'll buy some for you."
When the little girl was born, the situation was tense and speculation was being cracked down on at its most severe. The street vendors either changed their careers or were arrested as examples.
Because there were no candied haws in her own space, the little girl still didn’t recognize it.
"Comrade, how much is a string of candied haws?"
Yang Baiyi took his sister to the stall.
"Two cents a bunch, comrade. Hawthorns are cheap, there are plenty of them on the mountain. The only reason this thing is expensive is the sugar.
Candied haws may not look very eye-catching, but they require a lot of sugar to make. One pound of white sugar boiled into syrup can only be used to dip thirty strings of candied haws. If the syrup is too thin, it will not taste good.
In order to make candied haws, I bought sugar coupons at a high price, and selling them for only 20 cents a string doesn’t make much profit.”
As long as people ask the price, no one will complain that it is too expensive, so the vendors have developed a habit of starting to explain the price without waiting for others to speak after they have mentioned it.
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