Chapter 83 Pass? Press pass!
This night, the whole family didn't seem to sleep well.
When I think about the gifts from the four workshops in the house, I think about the TV set I want to buy the next day.
Father Jiang and Mother Jiang tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Until they heard the soft voice coming from their son's room, the old couple felt at ease.
Drowsily, when I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.
Jiang's mother's first feeling was that she finally made it to dawn.
I got up and the smile on my face never faded from the moment I took the spittoon out.
In the front yard, there are already neighbors who got up early and returned from shopping for groceries.
One of them said: "Hey, Sister Yan got up so early today!"
Jiang Ma smiled and held up the tall spittoon: "It's getting late. I have to buy a TV later. Go queue up early and save money."
Another said: "It's Sunday, why don't you and Lao Jiang stay in bed for a while?"
Jiang's mother rolled her eyes at her: "As soon as I retire as a worker, I can rest any day. Today, Lao Jiang is going to take his sons to buy a TV set..."
In the time it took to empty a spittoon, almost everyone in the hospital knew that Lao Jiang's family was going to buy a TV set today.
In fact, as early as the past two days, two families with four workshops in the front yard had already taken back two or three 9-inch black and white TV sets.
The few remaining households are also asking people around to find ways to find TV tickets.
For a time, the workers in the fourth workshop in Yard No. 51 went from not receiving bonuses for half a year to suddenly distributing more than 600 yuan in bonuses.
It has become a new thing on everyone's lips.
Whether in the factory or among relatives, he became the first people's representatives to become rich.
After all, the bonus for ordinary workers in that era was only about 10 yuan per month.
With the joint efforts of Father Jiang and Mother Jiang.
Before 8 o'clock arrived, the Jiang family's two 28-inch trucks were already parked at the gate of the sales department of Pujiang Radio No. 18 Factory.
They were joking all the way that Father Jiang would buy a TV and become an activist. Now he was dumbfounded.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Jiang Xiangnan himself felt surprised: "Oh my God, there are so many people?"
Jiang Shan nodded in confusion: "That's right, what time is it?"
A queue of dozens of people lined up on the sidewalk outside the store.
Jiang Shan took a quick look and saw that among the teams dominated by gay men, they were still dominated by workers in blue and army in green.
In contrast, the lesbians in Pujiang have already embarked on the journey of clothing reform of the times.
Looking carefully from a distance, I saw at the end of the line: "Dad, the second brother is already in line."
Jiang Xiangnan has lost the excitement he had when he came!
He frowned and refused to let go: "I heard that the TV set in this sales department was also planned."
Jiang Shan only knew that the shopping mall was first come, first served: "Dad, you stay here and I'll go around and have a look."
Father Jiang lowered his voice: "How did you get in? I didn't see how closely the concierge looked. He stopped several groups of people."
"Don't worry," Jiang Shan put his hand into his pocket: "I have a pass."
Dad Jiang: "Huh?"
After that, with eyes wide open, he walked to the big iron gate next to the sales department.
He solemnly showed his press card: "Hello comrade, I am a reporter from Pujiang Daily. Yesterday our editor-in-chief and our leaders contacted us..."
The man in the reception room put on his glasses and looked carefully at the press pass handed over by Jiang Shan.
On the press card in 1978, there was a quotation printed on the left and the news unit printed on the right. Jiang Hai in the photo failed to give him a smile.
In those days, a press pass was simply another word for certain passes.
The uncle handed the press card back to Jiang Shan: "You go in, go inside to the second floor."
"Okay!" After taking his press pass, Jiang Shan strode in without even looking at Father Jiang.
Father Jiang put his feet up and looked inside the factory for a while, waiting until he saw Jiang Shan come out again.
Still there was no discussion with him, he just gave me a look: "Follow me, don't make any noise."
Father Jiang immediately understood and followed after pushing the 28 big bar.
At this moment, the team had moved forward one foot, noticed the movement in front, and immediately withdrew from the organization.
The moment Jiang He left the team, the door to the sales department opened.
With a bang, the entire team immediately became alive.
The comrades stood on their feet and looked forward, asking each other questions.
Every staff member in the sales department is on standby.
In 1978, the enthusiasm of the people queuing up to buy black and white TVs was no less than that of the "Apple" in later generations.
Jiang He only glanced at it for a moment, then quickly took advantage of the chaos and trotted towards Father Jiang.
But it was still a step too late. After seeing Father Jiang turn into an alley, when Jiang He followed him and turned in, Father Jiang was nowhere to be seen.
After a while, Jiang He, who was leaning against the wall and smoking, finally heard Jiang Shan's voice.
"Thank you, thank you," Jiangshan shook hands with the director of Urakami's sales department and said goodbye: "Thank you for your hard work, director."
Director: "If so, please say hello to Editor-in-Chief Jiang for me. I have received the internal exercises he asked someone to bring me."
Jiang Shan smiled and nodded: "I will definitely bring the message to you."
Seeing this, Jiang He quickly stepped forward to help hold the TV carton on the back seat of the bicycle.
Father Jiang shook his hand and said, "Don't worry, I'm very sleepy."
On the way home, Dad Jiang, who was worried about the two boys, insisted on staring at the bicycle towing the TV.
The rivers carry the country and protect it.
"Third brother," Jiang Xiangnan said with emotion, "Fortunately, you brought your brother's press card. Look, we bought a TV set in just half an hour."
Jiang Shan also sweated: "No!"
I had read an article before about people queuing up to buy TV sets in the 1980s. Many people who had said hello in advance, but failed to buy a TV set, became agitated outside the sales department.
Jiang Shan immediately thought that even if they called out Jiang Hai's name in the sales department, either no one would pay attention or it would arouse public outrage.
It's better to let go of the gunmen and enter the village quietly.
Sure enough, silence is really better than sound.
A father and son, three people, and two 28-inch sedans had just pushed the car into the small courtyard No. 51.
Jiang's mother heard the noise at home and immediately went out.
The small standing cabinet next to the dining table had already been polished.
After some careful operation, a 12-inch "Feiyue" brand TV finally came on.
Jiang Shan held a cigarette between his ears and grabbed the TV antenna with both hands, tinkering back and forth: "How is it? Is there a picture?"
"Hey, hey," Jiang Chuan shouted excitedly, "It just flashed."
Father Jiang stared, stretched his head, and looked carefully: "I saw it too, it seems to be an... ashtray?"
Jiang He frowned and stared at the TV: "Put your right hand back in the same position just now."
Jiang Shan changed his pose from time to time: "Which pose? I just did so many poses."
"I'll do it," Jiang He pushed Jiang Shan to the side, posing with a serious look on his face.
Jiang Shan breathed a sigh of relief and clapped his arms: "Why is it so hard to watch TV?"
It only takes ten seconds,
Father Jiang roared: "Hey, yes, yes."
Jiang Chuan's eyes were filled with surprise: "It's out of the picture."
Jiang’s mother: “Your second brother is still meaty.”
Jiang Shan was simply convinced: "That's just right. From now on, all this work will be left to my second brother."
Jiang He stood there with a proud look on his face and spread out the TV antenna bit by bit!
Jiang Xiaoyu and Jiang Xiaobai stared at the TV motionless, unable to even remember to take a bite of the fruit peel in their hands.
Jiang Chuan stared at the TV screen: "Why is there no sound?"
Father Jiang was also surprised: "No matter how hard I move, I can't even move."
At this time, the whole family gathered quietly in front of a black and white TV.
On the screen, except for a transparent glass ashtray, there was no background music.
Jiang Shan smiled and sat down quietly: "Don't worry, it will be there soon."
Finally, about 8 or 9 minutes later, Jiang Ma was about to turn off the TV to save power.
A string of tinkling children's music played, and 7 or 8 children wearing flowers on their heads danced and appeared on the screen.
The family finally breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out to be a TV.
Jiang Ma was really brave today. The TV was on until lunch and she didn't even bother to turn it off.
Finally, Jiang Shan and others came to the "tunnel battle" they had been longing for.
Watching it again, it is still vivid and exciting, and the whole family’s glasses are all fixed on the TV.
No wonder everyone has to line up to buy a TV set. It feels so advanced to be able to watch movies at home.
Jiang Shan looked at the food on the table, and there was still only one meat dish.
He immediately said: "Mom, our family can't keep up with the logistics. When can it be improved?"
"Eat your food," Jiang Ma rolled her eyes at him: "Now that I can eat meat every day, how can I improve?"
Father Jiang also nodded: "That's about it. A TV costs more than 400, and your mother won't be able to save it from the food."
Mother Jiang felt a lot more comfortable: "That's what I said!"
Jiang Shan did not dare to say anything more.
I have to rush to publish the social paper on Monday.
In addition, Jiangshan silently decided to increase the speed of making money.
On the other side of the city, Pujiang Daily.
Jiang Hai has already assigned Liu Xiaoqing the interview task.
I am preparing to talk with Cai Wensheng, the editor-in-chief of the supplement department, about the specific matters of "Weekly Star".
Suddenly, a female editor led two gay men in.
"Chief Editor," the female editor explained to Jiang Hai, "The uncle in the communication room said that these two are comrades from Jiangning Toy Factory."
Jiang Hai: "Oh?"
The female editor lowered her voice: "I've come to see you several times."
Jiang Hai: "Oh~ Comrades, please take a seat."
"Hey!"
Two gay men with smiles on their faces.
However, not only did they not sit down, they also took out two dolls from their carry-on bags and placed them on Jiang Hai's desk.
"This is……?"
Jiang Hai picked up one of them strangely: "Sun Wukong!"
Editor-in-Chief Cai also picked up another one: "Zhu Bajie, it looks really similar!"
Suddenly, one of the gay men was about to kneel down in front of Jiang Hai in the next second.
Fortunately, Editor-in-Chief Jiang quickly stopped me and said, "Comrade, what are you doing? Tell me what you have to say!"
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