Li Weidong purchased materials twice more from chemical materials stores and manufactured twenty ore machines.
After going through the Pigeon Market in Beijing, there is only one ore machine left.
I plan to get rid of it after selling this one.
After excluding the 100 yuan returned to Yi Zhonghai, the deposit has exceeded 1,000 yuan.
Comparable to the millionaires of later generations.
In this era, money has lost its proper meaning beyond a certain amount.
No matter how rich you are, if you don't have a corresponding position, you can't eat meat every day, buy a TV, a house, or a car, let alone sing songs every night.
Of course, you can also do this secretly.
But don't forget that although there are no surveillance cameras at this time, the streets and alleys are dotted with biological monitoring equipment, the kind with intelligent analysis.
If your expenses exceed your salary, the biometric monitoring equipment will alert the police, and comrades from the subdistrict office will immediately come to investigate you.
If you can't explain the source of the money clearly, it could be a case of speculation. If it's more serious, you could be accused of being an enemy agent, and you're just waiting to be shot.
Therefore, in this era, you must be stubborn.
...
Early morning.
The mist curls up and everything is silent.
Li Weidong took the last ore machine to a pigeon market on the outskirts of the city.
Since being pestered by the middle-aged man last time, Li Weidong has adopted the tactic of shooting and changing places to avoid being noticed by interested parties.
This is the last pigeon market in Beijing.
After selling this one, you can wash your hands in the golden basin.
Li Weidong carefully placed the ore machine on the newspaper.
As soon as I picked up the lantern, I saw the familiar middle-aged man among the people coming and going.
Damn, you followed me for two or three pigeon markets, and you still can’t leave!
When the middle-aged man saw Li Weidong, he ran over with a happy face and exhaled white air.
Li Weidong: Don’t come over!
"Comrade, you made it easy for me to find you. I searched all over the pigeon market in the capital and finally found you."
"The ore machine costs fifty yuan, right? I bought it!"
Seeing Li Weidong's unhappy expression, the middle-aged man hurriedly took out a roll of Unity from his pocket and handed it over.
Oh, you figured it out?
If someone buys it, it's natural to sell it. Li Weidong was about to take the banknote.
Suddenly, there was a commotion in the distance.
"Oops, the street patrol is coming, everyone, run away!"
This shout was like a sledgehammer, knocking the tranquility of Pigeon City into pieces.
The stall owner who was selling goods packed up his clothes and ran away.
However, the police comrades were well prepared. They blocked the situation and chased after them. Four or five of their colleagues were captured almost instantly.
The pigeon market suddenly fell into chaos.
Amid the noise, Li Weidong heard a rough voice: "There are so many people gathered in front of us. It must be a big fish. Hurry up and block that kid."
Wardian, good business is also the original sin.
The crowd in front of the stall seemed to have noticed that the police comrades were running towards this direction, and they immediately dispersed.
The middle-aged man was obviously a child, and he froze on the spot, just turning his head and looking into the distance.
It's really admirable to be so calm.
At this time, Li Weidong had already put away the newspaper and the ore machine.
He originally planned to turn around and run away, leaving this middle-aged man here to explain to the police comrades.
However, he still wasted a second and flew out a kick to land on the middle-aged man's butt.
"Run! You idiot!"
The police comrades acted quickly and were already at the scene.
The cold light emitted by the jet-black pistol under the reflection of the horse lantern reflected in Li Weidong's eyes, and was about to take him to see the beautiful life behind the fence.
I have no choice but to use my unique skills.
"Look, there's a shooting star in the sky."
Li Weidong took out a bag of lime from his arms and threw it into the air.
White lime was scattered all over the place, and the people below were unable to open their eyes.
"Damn it, damn it, it's quicklime, you guys, please close your eyes."
In the chaos, Li Weidong escaped.
As for the middle-aged man, he has done everything he can. It depends on whether he is smart enough.
After running wildly in the darkness for a while, and hearing no footsteps behind him, Li Weidong got into a small alley and prepared to dust off the white lime on his body.
Walking on the street with a gray head on your head is tantamount to giving achievements to the police comrades.
As soon as he entered the alley, he saw a man patting white lime off his hair.
The man was stunned when he saw someone coming in. He even forgot to put on a cotton mask and just raised his head blankly.
Looking around with the help of dim street lights, Li Weidong pinched his brows in frustration.
Damn it!
Isn't this guy the middle-aged man?
Although he is not wearing a mask now, and his cotton-padded jacket and felt hat are still on the ground, Li Weidong will never forget his body shape and height.
After all, this guy followed him to several pigeon markets.
Something bad will happen if he encounters him, so Li Weidong plans to retreat.
"You're busy, I'll change to another alley."
As soon as he turned around, the middle-aged man quickly caught up with him.
"Comrade, don't leave."
Li Weidong turned around, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked alert: "What's going on? Are you ready to take action?"
"No, no, can you sell me your ore machine?" The middle-aged man realized that Li Weidong had misunderstood and hurriedly explained.
Li Weidong pretended to be confused: "Ore machine? What is the ore machine?"
"No, you..." The middle-aged man scratched his messy hair and explained in a low voice: "Comrade, I am not a police officer."
Li Weidong turned around and left.
Regardless of whether he is a police officer or not, it is safer for such an unlucky guy to stay away.
After taking two steps, he was stopped again by a middle-aged man.
This time he didn't wait for Li Weidong to speak and hurriedly took out a work permit from his trouser pocket.
"Comrade, look, I really need an ore machine."
Li Weidong glanced at him sideways for a moment and saw that his expression was sincere, and it didn't look like he was faking it.
After listening for a moment and making sure there was no one else around, he stretched out his left hand and took the work permit.
The outside of the work permit is a black cardboard case. When you open it, there are printed writings on the inside.
"Qinghua University, geology major, Professor Sun Dongfang."
There is also a red stamp from the president of Qingda University.
Li Weidong raised his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man carefully.
His face was tanned and even peeled by the strong ultraviolet rays, his eyes were covered with furrows and wrinkles, and his palms were covered with calluses.
By the way, the edges of his jacket pockets are particularly frayed.
As the old saying goes, geology is like picking up rags. If you see a stone, just put it in your pocket.
If you pack too much, the pockets will naturally become worn.
Don't tell me, he really looks like a geology expert.
Seeing that Li Weidong believed him, Professor Sun Dongfang took back his work permit and said, "I have a student named Liu Yezi who bought a three-station ore machine a few days ago.
You also know that those of us who are engaged in address work have been running around in the barren mountains all year round.
It’s deserted there, so I just pass the time by listening to the radio.”
I just thought about buying one.
Ye Zi said that he bought it from the pigeon market.
So, I went to the pigeon market to look for it, and Ye Zi did not lie to me.
Then you also know what happened.
It's just that fifty yuan... is too expensive..."
Halfway through his words, the middle-aged man hurriedly looked up at Li Weidong, as if he was afraid that he would be angry, and carefully explained: "I'm not saying that the ore machine is expensive. It can receive two radio stations stably, even if it costs 80 yuan, it doesn't count.
many.
It's just that for this prospecting project, the funds are limited, so I thought about whether it could be cheaper..."
Li Weidong understood instantly.
——Ye Zi...should be Hu Guangliang's girlfriend.
After Hu Guangliang gave the ore machine to Ye Zi, he did not take the credit for the production or betray Li Weidong. Instead, he made up a white lie.
Professor Sun Dongfang listened to Ye Zi's words and searched for it in the pigeon market, and found himself selling ore machines.
This is simply a mistake.
I have always had great respect for the exploration team Li Weidong.
Faced with the national situation of "poor and white" when China was first founded, the above put forward the strategy of "fighting the mine war".
In order to find treasures that can help Chinese people escape poverty, the exploration team members used the sky as houses, the ground as beds, and wild vegetables and fruits as dry food.
Especially in this era, conditions were difficult. The exploration team members used the sky as a house, the ground as a bed, and wild vegetables and fruits as solid food.
In the lofty mountains, in the vast deserts, on the plateaus, in the lakes, over and over again, year after year, fighting in the most difficult places.
It has made an indelible contribution to the recovery of the national economy and the construction of the “1st Five-Year Plan” to the “Ninth Five-Year Plan”!
It is precisely because of their contributions that future generations of China will have the capital to stand on top of the world again.
But now, in order to save money, an exploration expert risked his life and went deep into the pigeon market, tracking him several times in a row.
Li Weidong had to admire this hard and simple style.
In the memory of the past life, there was an exploration team code-named '404'. Starting in the 1960s, after several years of hard work, a large lithium mine was discovered in the northwest.
It laid the material foundation for the rapid development of China's new energy industry in later generations.
Could it be that Sun Dongfang is a member of the ‘404’ exploration team?
The time did match, but Li Weidong didn't ask.
Because this exploration team is top secret.
It would be troublesome if he was regarded as an enemy agent spying on intelligence.
Li Weidong pretended to fumble in the canvas bag for a while, then took out the last ore machine and handed it over.
Professor Sun Dongfang hurriedly reached out to take it, put the ore machine into the bag, took out the banknotes and handed it over.
But I found that there was no one on the other side.
In the distance, the figure gradually disappeared into the morning mist.