The sun shines in the sky, and the flowers smile at me...
When students start classes and workers start working.
Instead of riding his bike to the factory, Lin Ping changed to multiple buses to stroll around the Forbidden City.
Fortunately, my old man is a deputy factory, so it is not difficult to ask for leave at all. Lin Ping just said that his brain hurts and he easily exchanged for a day of leisure.
If it were on weekdays, the old man might have taught him a lesson.
It’s not that there are few legs, so why can’t I go to work?
But now he is also in a mess and has no time to care about Lin Ping.
"Ten dollars! OK! Take us for a commentary. After coming out, I'll give you another five dollars to tip." A blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man was taking his whole family to discuss with Lin Ping the price of the tour guide to add the translation.
"Sir, if you only want an English tour guide who only knows how to read the introduction, there are several there. I believe that it is not the first day for you to come to this great country. You should also have your own understanding of the English level of the tour guide.
You should clearly feel how good I am in English. In addition, I am not an ordinary tour guide, and my profession is a university teacher in the history department. Today I have no teaching tasks, so I just came out to work part-time.
I will let you clearly understand the history of this great imperial city. I am the best choice for you. Three hours, one hundred yuan, plus twenty yuan tips are great value. The difference between me and their tour guides is equivalent to the difference between bagged instant coffee and hand-ground coffee." Although the foreigner gave a 15 yuan offer, this is equivalent to Lin Ping's current monthly salary. However, Lin Ping wants more, even his own annual salary.
For 1980, a master in a factory had a monthly salary of only about 60 yuan.
The highest level of workers at that time was level 8 workers, which are the eighth-level fitters that were rumored online. However, in ordinary factories, such god-level figures are really rare.
The salary of Level 5 is 57.5 yuan per month, the salary of Level 4 is 50 yuan per month, the salary of Level 3 is 44.2 yuan, the salary of Level 2 is 37 yuan per month, and the salary of Level 1 is 31.5 yuan per month.
However, there are three levels below the first-level worker, and they are the apprentice level where Lin Ping is now in.
The apprentice worker has a total of three years. The monthly salary in the first year is 14.5 yuan, the monthly salary in the second year is 22 yuan, the monthly salary in the third year is 24 yuan, and the fourth year is upgraded to a first-level worker, and only then can he become a formal employee of the factory in the fifth year.
"Teacher, you dare to ask for it too much. These foreigners are so smart! It's good enough that they can give you ten yuan, but the English tour guides over there are only five..." A few colleagues around him who wanted to grab orders looked at this stranger like crazy after listening to Lin Ping's offer. No one has seen this boy in this English tour guide. However, when someone wanted to introduce the market to Lin Ping, they opened their mouths in surprise!
Because at this moment, the foreigners who were unable to handle it actually counted ten ten yuan denominations.
"I am also a teacher, and I am also a history teacher. I will give you 50 yuan first. If you really satisfy me, I will give you the remaining 50 yuan and tips OK!" The foreigner may have met his colleagues in this country and didn't worry about anything anymore. Anyway, this doesn't cost much for him.
Whether it is the respect of his peers or the expectation of getting high-quality explanations, Lin Ping happily received 50 yuan in cash.
After collecting the money, the three-hour tour guide officially started.
Along the way, Lin Ping used the timeline of world history to explain.
For foreigners, even if you tell him that Qianlong ascended the throne in 1735, he may not be able to understand the history of this immediately.
"In 1735, No. 10 Downing Street, Da Ying, officially became the official residence of Prime Minister Da Ying. It was in this year that the great Emperor Qianlong ascended the throne. When he came to power, his father increased the GDP of the Qing Dynasty to one-third of the world. This data was not calculated by ourselves, but Madison, a scholar in your country." Lin Ping used this perspective to make this family listen with relish. After all, not everyone is a history teacher.
Three and a half hours later, the group walked out of this great palace.
"Thanks to Teacher Lin, this is the most vivid history class I have taught in recent years. You are right, it is really worth the money. This is the tip of the remaining 50 yuan and the other 50 yuan. It should have been 20 yuan, but I think you are worth the price, and your service makes our family very satisfied." The middle-aged man handed the remaining money to Lin Ping and paid the excess tip.
And just as the middle-aged man was giving money, a photographer next to him was looking at this side in surprise.
"Can I take a photo with you? To be honest, this is my first time working part-time job." Lin Ping needs to take a photo with his guests. When he attracts guests in the future, he can just take out a photo album. There is no need to waste any more talk.
"Very honored!" the other party agreed happily.
"Photographer, take a photo of the colorful photo." Lin Ping immediately asked the photographer to take a photo for him.
"Thank you again, I will introduce the guests for you." The middle-aged man also brought the camera himself, and they also completed a photo with Lin Ping.
When the guest left, the photographer immediately said to Lin Ping excitedly: "Young man, how much did those foreigners give you just now?"
"Not much money..." Lin Ping said that there was not much money, but he took out all the money in his hand and counted in front of the photographer.
"Is this what I earned in one order? 150 yuan, my god!" The photographer looked at the money with a gaze.
"How much does the photo cost?" Lin Ping just smiled slightly and did not deny it.
"How many inches do you want, the price is different." The photographer said after retracting his envious gaze.
"How big is the largest? Are there 10-inch or 12-inch?" Lin Ping asked after thinking for a while.
"A 12-inch one costs 10 yuan." The photographer said.
"So expensive!" This is almost as high as my monthly salary. But when I think about the popular color photos across the country, it seems that it was happening after 1985. The price of color photos has not yet become popular, but fortunately, Lin Ping has just earned a lot and can still accept it.
After paying, the photographer took Lin Ping to the washing department.
Waiting for the time being to get the photo, Lin Ping knew that the photographer in front of him was named Song Laosan, who had been here for twelve years of history.
"We also have motorcycle tricycles and Hongqi cars. The tricycles take photos at a time of five cents, and the Hongqi cars take photos at a time of two cents." Knowing that Lin Ping is a rich man, the photographer did not even go to crowded places to attract customers, but started chatting with Lin Ping.
"Brother Song San, how about we do a business together? I specialize in foreign tour guides, and there is no problem with English and Japanese. If you can introduce them to me, I will give you a 10% commission. I earn 100 yuan on this order, and I will give you 10 yuan. And every time I come out, I will take a photo with you so that you can earn a little more." Lin Ping did not expect the other party to introduce customers to himself, but it is not a bad thing to let more people know that there is a very powerful foreign tour guide nearby. The important thing is that Lin Ping wants Song Laosan to know that he is a big customer and hopes that his photos will be cheaper. Each photo costs 10 yuan. If the business is good, it is okay, but it is really expensive to have a bad business.
"No problem, but you'd better print some business card and leave a phone number. If there is a customer, I'll call you in advance in the evening." Song Laosan was not vague and said directly, as if he could really help Lin Ping pull the customer.
Soon, half an hour later, Lin Ping got the photo.
Chapter completed!