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Section 5 People become salted fish without dreams

Seven hundred dollars.

Zhang Jianguo said to himself that even if Bai Hao successfully entered the Fengxi Machine Tool Factory and became a regular worker, it would still take at least a year and a half to save 700 yuan without eating or drinking.

Seven hundred yuan is not a small amount of money.

Bai Hao was full of confidence: "Dad, lend me the scraps from your small broken factory to make two things. I'm going to Yangcheng. In half a month, there will be an autumn fair in Yangcheng, and merchants from all over the Blue Star countries will gather in Yangcheng. I

These two things are definitely not worth much, but if you sell the design, I guess it’s still possible to get a few thousand dollars.”

"Are you dreaming?"

"Dad, you just said that I have grown up. So from today on, I will support this family."

Zhang Jianguo opened his eyes, looked at Bai Hao seriously and asked, "Why do you think your designs can be converted into money?"

Bai Hao pointed at himself. He was about to say that he knew the beautiful country very well, but he stopped talking. His adoptive father would not believe it, so Bai Hao changed his words and said, "Dad, you still remember old man Feng, that's me."

The electrical and mechanical teacher when I was in secondary school?”

"Remember, the old man is very capable."

"I also just found out not long ago that he was a professor before I was born, and now he has resumed his status as a professor at Beijing-Zhaojiao University. I saw some beautiful Chinese magazines from him, so I wanted to give it a try."

Zhang Jianguo did not speak and remained silent.

Bai Hao didn't dare to rush and waited.

After a long time, Zhang Jianguo said: "I'll let you try once, and if you don't get anything done, I'll find a way to find you a temporary job when you come back. You can go to work honestly."

"Yes." Bai Hao nodded heavily.

Zhang Jianguo picked up the basin on the floor and went to the sink to wash the dishes.

For the next two days, Bai Hao sat at home and drew drawings with peace of mind.

The first thing Bai Hao wanted to make was a toaster with double-purpose eggs that had been oversold before he was reborn. The price war cost more than ten yuan a piece. The toaster was called "very popular" in the Xia Kingdom.

Simple, just a home toaster.

The other item is Baihao's modified version of the pan, which is specially used for baking waffles.

After all, he had attended a technical secondary school. Bai Hao's fairly good drawing skills did not surprise Zhang Jianguo. However, in Zhang Jianguo's eyes, the thing Bai Hao wanted to make was a completely useless electrical appliance.

This thing can obviously be made for three yuan, but it must cost sixty yuan.

Of course, this is the material cost.

Zhang Jianguo Repair Factory found scrap materials and asked several masters in the factory to help make them.

A few days later, the two items were finished. The rough parts were all hand-finished and assembled together by Zhang Jianguo, who possesses level 8 benchwork skills.

In order to worry about it being damaged on the road, I specially wrapped it with an old quilt, wrapped it with plywood, then wrapped it with a layer of sail, and added a backpack strap for Bai Hao.

In addition to these, Zhang Jianguo also brought some pot helmets to Bai Hao to eat on the road.

Bai Hao conveniently packed the hawthorn apple jam that Li Qiang's cousin Bruce Lee had given him last time. He thought that if he had a chance to bake waffles, he might be able to use this jam.

After preparing everything, Zhang Jianguo borrowed a bicycle in the evening.

There is no bicycle at home, firstly because the factory is not far from home, and secondly because bicycles are too expensive and Zhang Jianguo has never been willing to buy one.

Bai Hao sat on the back frame of the 28th pole, leaning on his head all the way, and followed his adoptive father Zhang Jianguo to Jingzhao West Station.

There is already a person waiting here at the entrance of West Station.

"Uncle Big Bear."

The man whom Bai Hao called Uncle Big Bear laughed a few times: "I have graduated from a technical secondary school, but I am still so uneducated. My uncle's name is Hao Tao."

Bai Hao laughed along with him.

Zhang Jianguo said to Bai Hao: "The aluminum plate you want was made for you by your Uncle Xiong."

"Thank you, Uncle Xiong."

Hao Tao pointed at Zhang Jianguo: "Look, it's you who taught the child bad things. It's obviously the word "tai", but he insists on pronouncing it like "bear".

The traditional Chinese characters for "state" and "state". In this era, many people still write in traditional Chinese. Zhang Jianguo and Hao State were only fourteen years old when they met. They were both apprentices in a power plant. They didn't know much about literacy at the time, so they pronounced "state" as "bear" for several years. Already.

Hao Tiao took Zhang Jianguo and Bai Hao into Jingzhao West Station.

West Station is a freight terminal.

Hao Tao said to Bai Hao: "There are no direct buses to Yangcheng. You have to transfer in Kaifeng. I'm afraid you will get lost when you go out for the first time. Besides, the bus ticket from us to Yangcheng costs 40 yuan, which is quite a lot." That's more than half a month's salary for your father. So you take the truck and I'll say hello to the driver and I'll call you when you get there."

"Thank you, Uncle Xiong."

It's a stuffy tanker truck. This compartment is full of textiles. Fortunately, it's autumn now. If it were summer, it would probably be hot to death.

In front of Linfeng Gate, Hao Tiao suddenly pulled out an envelope and threw it into the carriage. Zhang Jianguo saw it and hurried to stop it, but Hao Tiao had already closed the carriage door and pushed Zhang Jianguo back and said, "Baby, I graduated from technical secondary school. As an uncle, I didn’t even buy one for my baby, it’s only twenty yuan, don’t stop me.”

As Hao Tai and Zhang Jianguo were trying to give in, the car started to move slowly.

After the train left for a while, Bai Hao picked up the envelope and opened it by the light from the crack of the door. Inside were ten two-yuan Xia Guo coins.

Two yuan.

Bai Hao no longer remembers the appearance of two yuan.

Looking at the green two-yuan note, Bai Hao shook it in his hand, then poured it into the pile of yarn and closed his eyes.

Three days and two nights later, Bai Hao stood at Yangcheng West Station.

In his previous life, Bai Hao was very familiar with Yangcheng, but he didn't know much about Yangcheng in the early 1980s. The only thing Bai Hao knew was that he should be in the Liwan area now, and he should go east.

Bai Hao didn't rush to Yangcheng blindly to try his luck.

He has a goal.

The Autumn Fair in Yangcheng has begun. Although Bai Hao knew the approximate location of the Autumn Fair venue, he did not go. Instead, he got on the bus and walked more than a mile to the tallest building in Yangcheng.

Baiyun Hotel.

In the next ten years, it will be the tallest building in Yangcheng.

Bai Hao remembered that before he was reborn, a friend from Beautiful Country had a conversation with him when he was drunk. He went to Xia Country in his second year of working at the university. The travel fee given to him by his boss was very low, and it was obvious that He was given a task to make him look embarrassed, and he lived in a penthouse suite in the tallest building in Yangcheng at his own expense.

The most memorable thing at that time was that the hotel gave him a golden ceramic pig change jar, saying "Happy Year of the Pig" and so on. He kept it because it was really exquisite and very attractive.

Bai Hao has carefully calculated, so the time is these few days, the Autumn Festival in Yangcheng, and this year happens to be the Year of the Pig.

So the location, the tallest building in Yangcheng, with a penthouse luxury suite, can only be Baiyun Hotel.

Bai Hao arrived, but couldn't even get through the door.

The journey was bumpy, dusty, and he was carrying a strange large canvas bag. Not to mention the doorman, even the security guard wanted to find a stick to drive Bai Hao five hundred meters away.


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