"Oh, okay," the young man finally realized.

He quickly took the money from Jiang Xiaobai's hand, took out a handful of wrinkled tickets from his pocket, and prepared to find money for Jiang Xiaobai.

"Okay, don't need to find the remaining 30 cents. You can find two quilts and let's talk to you."

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand and said, walking towards the cool place beside him.

The young man of height was stunned on the spot. What does it mean to not find the remaining 30 cents?

He felt that he had heard it wrong, and really wanted to catch up and ask Jiang Xiaobai if he had given him the 30 cents.

Is this a reward to myself? I have heard that the cart pullers have rewards, but is this a beer dealer who also has rewards?

After a moment of silence, he quickly realized.

"Aunt Liu lends you two cups and stools, thank you."

The young man took a quilt and stool from the small restaurant in the alley next to him, and rushed out again after he finished speaking.

When the director of the restaurant heard the sound and looked up, there was no more people.

However, the owner of the restaurant didn't care too much. Although this young man was in a hurry, he ate in his restaurant every day.

After a while, I became familiar with each other. Besides, the stool and cup are not afraid of being thrown away, nor are they worth it.

"Come on, buddy, sit down." As soon as Jiang Xiaobai arrived at the place, the young man came over and put the stool on the ground and said.

Jiang Xiaobai was not polite either. He had been tired for a day and wanted to take a rest for a long time. He hooked his feet and got under his butt, and then sat down.

"Brother, I heard that your accent is not a native of our capital, right? I'll pour you a glass, try our capital's loose beer and cool off. It's too hot."

The young man said while pouring beer for Jiang Xiaobai.

"Okay, try it." Jiang Xiaobai didn't ask the young man how he knew he was not a local.

Every place has an accent from every place, and locals can hear it as soon as they hear it. There is nothing strange about it.

"Brother, how long have you been working as a scalper?"

Jiang Xiaobai took the cup and "sucked" it, and he felt happy.

Of course it would be even better if there was cold beer.

"What cow? Scalper?" The young man looked at Jiang Xiaobai with some confusion, but he didn't understand.

Looking at the young man's confused expression, Jiang Xiaobai realized that there was no such title as scalper at this time.

"It's just that you line up to buy beer and sell it to others. How long have you been doing?"

Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Oh, I've been working on this for more than two months." The young man also sat down.

"Pour a cup for yourself, too," Jiang Xiaobai looked at the young man who didn't pour it for himself, and had a little more favor.

People who know the rules will always make people feel good.

"Okay, then thank you." The young man was not polite when he saw Jiang Xiaobai say this, and poured himself a glass of beer.

"Why did you think of doing this?" Jiang Xiaobai asked curiously. To be honest, he was quite interested in young people.

It would not be surprising if the scalpers were placed in later generations.

But now, in the late 1970s, at the beginning of reform and opening up, being able to do scalpers means that they really have a certain economic mind.

"When I came back from the countryside, I didn't get a job assigned. I was eating and waiting to die at home all day. My family was annoyed. In addition, I was not young anymore and I had no shame to ask my family for money.

I also thought about opening a restaurant or something, but I don’t have the capital. So I just do it and earn some pocket money.”

The young man smiled bitterly and said, "If there is a way, who would be willing to do this?" But after a while, he worked.

But he thought it was interesting to do this, he earned a lot of money and was free to work.

"Are you an educated youth? Where did you go to the lineup and which class of people? I am also an educated youth."

Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

Of course, the educated youth can't say that they are crying when they meet the educated youth, because there are educated youth everywhere in this era.

However, having had the same experience, the distance between the two suddenly became closer.

Jiang Xiaobai also knew the young man's name, Zhou Guomin.

"After you returned home, did the streets arrange work?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"The street has arranged it to come here. So many educated youths have returned home. We have also gone to find the street several times, and the street has to wait, but how long has it been?"

Zhou Guomin shook his head and said, in fact, a large part of the reason for the relaxation of individual industrial and commercial households is that a large number of educated youth have returned to their hometowns, and the state cannot arrange the work of people like me.

"That's right." Jiang Xiaobai nodded. The army of millions of educated youth did not have so many job arrangements.

"By the way, what are you doing now, brother?" Guomin looked at Jiang Xiaobai curiously and asked.

"I should be one of the last batch of educated youth. I just went to the line to resume the college entrance examination. I didn't get the exam last year, but this year I got it. Now I'm at Beijing Normal University."

Jiang Xiaobai said, and Zhou Guomin showed an envious look on his face.

College students, they are equal to national cadres.

What's more, students from Beijing Normal University can be assigned a particularly good work unit as long as they don't offend anyone during their studies.

That is a bright future. If people are thrilling, there will be no problem if they don’t talk about anything else in the future.

But he is different, he is just a jobless vagrant.

"When we were in the lineup, no one thought that we could resume the college entrance examination. Those who had the means were finding connections and returning to the city. Those who had no way of working honestly in the countryside, and they couldn't even eat enough, so they had no time to study.

There are even some people who have started their families and children in the countryside. When they returned to the city this year, those who started their families were kept hidden from the organization and left their wives and children in the village..."

Zhou Guomin also looked sighful when he spoke.

"Yes, it's really not easy." Jiang Xiaobai nodded. There were many films and TV series about educated youth in his previous life, but most of them showed a romantic side.

But only after being born in this era and having personal experience can you understand that it’s just a romance.

The rat shit in the corn porridge and small pebbles can jamm your throat. Even if you can't eat enough, it's still romantic.

"By the way, Brother Zhou, are you familiar with this area?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"Familiar, this is my home. I have lived here since I was a child. I can find every alley with my eyes closed. Do you think I am familiar with it or not."

Zhou Minguo said with a smile.

"How much money can you make in this day?" Jiang Xiaobai continued to ask.

"Not necessarily. Sometimes one dollar a day, if the weather is so hot, you can earn about one or five yuan.

I do this job, and it depends on the gods to make a living." Zhou Minguo said, poking the dead skin that was sunburned on his body, and smiled with a self-deprecating smile.
Chapter completed!