"We've arrived at Qingnian Street Station, and the people who got off the bus walked toward the back door!"
The conductor immediately informed the passengers on the train.
"We've arrived at Nanling Park, and the passengers who got off the bus walked to the back!"
"We arrived at the city center, and the passengers who got off the bus walked to the back!"
More than ten minutes later, the bus arrived at the city center square. Apart from stopping at traffic lights and stops for a while, the bus did not stop at any time. If twenty or thirty years later, this distance would not be covered by half a mile when getting off work.
It's strange that there is no traffic jam at this hour, which may be the only good news about cars on the road now.
A few people got off the bus, asked the people nearby, and soon found the No. 54 bus stop.
After getting on the bus, this time each person paid four cents for the ticket, and it took nearly half an hour of driving to reach the Provincial Zhengxie Association.
"Shencheng is so big! It took nearly an hour to get there by car. If we were in Fucheng, we would have been far out of the city in an hour."
One person was amazed again and again.
"How can we in Fucheng compare with Shencheng! The last time I came here, it took me more than an hour and took three trains to get there."
Zhou Delu replied with some pride that he was the only one among the people who had been to Shencheng, and he felt that his knowledge was much better than the others.
Of course, this does not include Liu Lang. On the way in the car just now, Liu Lang looked outside. There were large factories everywhere, such as chemical plants, machinery plants, cement plants, steel plants, etc. There were many more than in Fucheng.
The scale is not comparable to that of my hometown. Every factory has tall chimneys, with billowing black smoke rising into the sky.
Nowadays, the country has no concept of environmental protection, and ordinary people don't care.
"Finally we're in the right place."
Several people saw a square in front of them, and a circle of old buildings surrounded by it. It was very spacious inside, lined with green trees, and lights were shining out. Occasionally, a few figures flashed by. There was a wooden door at the entrance of the compound.
The sign read "Liaobei Province Zhengxie Courtyard" and there were two policemen standing guard at the door.
This kind of compound is where people work and live together, so Xiao Nanguang should live in a small building there.
It was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Several people set off at seven in the morning and it took them ten hours to get there. They had lunch on the train. They all brought food from home. Liu Lang only ate it.
After eating two eggs, my stomach was already growling with hunger at the end of the day.
"We'd better find a guest house to stay first. After walking for a day, we're almost starving!"
one person said, and the others immediately agreed.
Not far from here, there was a three-story building with "Zhengxie Guest House" written on the door. Several people walked in and prepared to stay.
"Comrade, is there still somewhere to stay?"
Zhou Delu asked.
"Where are you from?"
asked a woman in her forties.
"We are from Fucheng Bearing Factory. By the way, this is our letter of introduction!"
Zhou Delu took out a piece of paper from his bag.
"This is to certify that Zhou Delu, Liu Donglai, Liu Minsheng, Chu Yujiang, Zhang Decai, and Wu Bo are workers of our factory and went to Shencheng to handle official business. I hereby declare!"
The date is written on the signature of the paper and is stamped with the seal of Fucheng Bearing Factory.
Liu Lang knew that in 1983, the country had not yet implemented an ID card system, and accommodation was very troublesome. He needed a letter of introduction from his employer, otherwise he could only get his household registration book.
"Well, there are five of you in total. Who is this child?"
The other party looked at the letter of introduction and then looked at Liu Lang and asked.
"He is my son!"
Liu Donglai quickly answered.
"Can the kids share a bed?"
"No, he can just share a bed with me."
How old is Liu Langcai? How can he live alone in a bed?
"Five beds... OK, there are four-person rooms, which cost three yuan per bed, and there are also large rooms for fifteen people, which cost one yuan per bed. What kind of room do you live in?"
the other party asked.
"Three dollars?"
Zhou Delu bared his teeth.
Why is it so expensive? The best four-bed room in the guest house in Fucheng only costs one yuan per bed. It is three times more expensive in Shencheng.
This... Zhou Delu glanced at the others, who all looked at him without saying a word.
"Donglai, I, Yujiang, Decai, and Xiao Liulang will live in a four-bed room, and you two will live in a fifteen-bed room!"
Zhou Delu said cruelly.
If he hadn't come with 20,000 yuan this time, he wouldn't have spent this unjust money.
"As of seven o'clock tomorrow night, you will have a total of fourteen yuan. If it expires, you will have to pay another fourteen yuan!"
The other party collected the money, pulled out six bills and handed them to Zhou Delu.
The six people gathered in the four-person room first. They hadn't eaten yet and had to sort out their stomach problems first.
In this era, if you want to eat out, you usually have to go to a large state-owned restaurant. Of course, in 1980, the first private restaurant opened in the capital. Now it is 1983. Three years have passed, and there are already many restaurants in the capital.
Fewer private restaurants have opened. Although Shencheng is not as good as the capital, there are still some
Privately-owned restaurants, it’s just that the time at the moment is 7:30 pm. This era is no different than more than ten years later. Basically all restaurants close after 6 pm. There may be restaurants that are open later, but those are all in cities.
The most central area, anyway, there is no canteen where you can eat nearby.
"Let's just make do with it tonight, and let's have a good meal tomorrow morning!"
After Zhou Delu finished speaking, he took out a lunch box, which contained the leftover food from lunch, including rice and pickles, and he ate it without any explanation.
Several people didn't say anything, and it was useless to say anything, so they took out their food and started eating it with hot water.
After finishing the meal and briefly discussing the arrangements for tomorrow, several people washed up separately. At nine o'clock in the evening, the staff of the guest house shouted loudly in the corridor: "Everyone turns off the lights and goes to bed!"
Soon, the lights in all the rooms went out, and soon the sound of snoring could be heard. Especially in a large room with fifteen people, several people would often snore at the same time, which was like "rolling thunder from the sky."
Liu Lang lived in a four-person room, and the factory director Zhou Delu also started to purr after a while, as if he was beating a drum. The others didn't care, because they also "joined" after a few moments, and started to purr.
The noise in the room was so noisy that Liu Lang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep peacefully. Fortunately, he
In his previous life, when he was in college, he had developed a kind of "magic skill". He lay sideways on the bed and pressed one ear, and then blocked the other ear with the fingers above, so that the sound was much quieter. In addition, he also
I was exhausted, and about an hour later, I fell asleep amidst the sounds of snoring one after another.
Several people got up early the next morning, not because they wanted to work, but because they were so hungry that they almost didn't have the energy to sleep.
The hostel has its own canteen. When a few people arrived at the canteen, there were already more than a dozen people in line.
The food in the cafeteria is quite good, and the greedy few are drooling.
"Son, you hold a seat here while we buy meal tickets!"
Liu Donglai and others took money and food stamps and walked up to a female lottery seller, while Liu Lang came and took a seat at a wooden table.
To eat, you must first buy meal tickets. This method is similar to handling business in the bank later.
Soon, several people returned to their seats with a meal ticket.
"Thirteen steamed buns, seven fried dough sticks, seven bowls of soy milk, seven bowls of millet porridge, plus three pieces of fermented bean curd and three pieces of stinky tofu. These are enough for us! This meal cost us one yuan and thirty cents plus two kilograms of white flour.
Tickets, food in Shencheng is not cheap!"
Zhou Delu did the calculations one by one and felt quite distressed in his words. In Fucheng, more than one yuan would be enough for a few people to have a drink.
"Director, we are here to do errands for the factory. We are so exhausted along the way. We must keep our stomachs full. Don't always calculate money and make people upset!"
One person said impatiently.
“If you’re not a householder, you don’t know how expensive firewood and rice are. This money is the factory’s money, so you should save it if you can!”