1979 Golden Age

At half past six in the morning, Chen Qi got up.

It was too noisy outside, everyone was busy cooking and getting ready for work, so I couldn't sleep at all.

He touched his nylon socks and put them on, and stuffed his long johns into the socks. The socks were blue with checks, and the heel was more prominent. It is strong and easy to wash, brightly colored and elastic, but does not absorb sweat and is prone to foot odor.

Especially in winter, take your feet out and bake them on the stove, and they will smoke.

Just a pair of nylon socks costs 2-3 yuan, and most people are reluctant to buy them. In later generations, cotton products were expensive and synthetic fibers were cheap. Now it is just the opposite. Cotton products are cheap and synthetic fibers are expensive.

The famous "Chenliang" is actually polyester.

So what kind of socks do poor people wear now? Wearing cloth socks has no elasticity and slips easily, so there are two laces that can be tied to the calf, just like the ancients. Monks and Taoist priests also wear this kind of cloth socks.

After a few years, the textile industry developed, and nylon socks were available in every household. People in their 70s, 80s, and 90s must have worn them. There was a jingle at the time: "Drop leg pants, white shoes, half exposed nylon socks, that's pretty awesome..."

"Stay at home and don't cause trouble!"

"If you need anything, come to the bookstore and find me!"

After breakfast, her parents went to work. Yu Xiuli told him like a child that in the eyes of her parents, children will never grow up. At the age of 20, they are told not to open the door to strangers. At the age of 30, they will buy you delicious food. of……

Chen Qi continues to be a left-behind child.

But he was very busy. He closed the door, turned out the manuscript paper under the bed, sat at the table and continued writing, sometimes comparing the contents of the "Geographical Atlas".

In his previous life, he worked in a media company and later started his own business. He has written many things, both long and short, and his pen is not weak. But now he deliberately writes weakly because he wants to have sex for free!

Literary people these days are very popular and well-paid.

No matter whether it is a novel or a script, if a magazine or film studio feels it has potential, they will invite the author to revise the manuscript, reimburse travel expenses, contract food and accommodation, and provide daily living allowance.

For example, Yu Hua, who was still an ignorant dentist at the time, submitted an article to "Beijing Literature".

The editor made a long-distance call to him and said that your writing was good, but the ending was not very bright. Can you change it to be brighter? Yu Hua said: "As long as you publish it for me, I will give you light from beginning to end!"

This guy went there in a hurry, and ate and drank in the magazine's guest house, and was given two yuan a day as a subsidy. He stayed there for a whole month. When he came home, he not only had no shortage of money, but also had more money in his pocket. Dozens of dollars.

But in Chen Qi's opinion, one month is too little!

His free prostitution is calculated on an annual basis!

On an annual basis, if the magazine is in trouble, the film studio will have no problem. Those screenwriters have called the film studio their home all year round, and they are all free prostitutes. So what Chen Qi wrote was not a novel, but a literary script.

Writing screenplays pays more, much more than novels - unless it's a full-length novel.

"I don't want to live in an alley!"

"I want to stay in a guest house!"

As he worked hard not to empty the urinal, Huang Zhanying's voice came from outside again, with a cry in his voice: "Chen Qi, are you there?"

"Here he is!"

"Yo, what's going on?"

When he opened the door and saw the girl with tears on her face and a gloomy expression, he quickly let her in and asked, "What happened?"

"Aunt Wang also came to our house yesterday and asked about selling tea, and my parents actually agreed!"

"Why did you agree?"

"They are in the same unit, and there is only one place to take over, and it has been decided long ago that it will be given to my brother. My brother has just graduated from middle school, failed to pass the exam, and is unemployed at home... Wuwu, I don't want to sell tea..."

Huang Zhanying wiped his eyes, not knowing whether he was crying because of selling tea or because of his parents' preference.

Chen Qi's ability to empathize is relatively weak and he cannot empathize with others, but he is never a rogue when he should be serious, and he is never serious when he should be a rogue. "So you are going to sell tea?"

"Um!"

"Great, I'll go too!"

He looked very happy and said: "I'm scared. What should I do by myself? With you here, I won't be afraid anymore. You can fight better than me."

"Look what you said, you are still a man!"

Huang Zhanying curled his lips.

"I'm weak, who is like you or Zhang Fei? In fact, I'm very optimistic about you doing this job. You have a cheerful personality and a brain. When you jump in the queue, you are the leader of the educated youth. It's a pity that you don't have much room to show your talents.

I think you are more suitable than anyone else to start a cooperative now. This is a vast world with great potential. I absolutely support you! "

Some people like to rely on others, and some people like to be relied on.

Huang Zhanying was the latter. She was a little embarrassed by the praise and said: "But, we just sell tea, what can we do?"

"There's a lot of stuff here!"

Chen Qi stood up and looked outside, in case there were ears through the wall, and whispered: "Aunt Wang said there are 80,000 unemployed young people in the district, right?"

"Yes, what happened?"

"Do you know how much social danger there will be if these 80,000 people cannot find jobs?"

"Well……"

Huang Zhanying thought for a while and said, "I understand this. The government attaches great importance to employment."

"It's not just about paying attention, it's simply a top priority! Let me tell you, policy is very flexible. It can change the direction according to the needs of the overall situation. The government has relaxed many restrictions in order to create jobs.

Don’t think that selling tea is just selling tea. For example, can we sell some melon seeds? How about some salted broad beans? How about a few more chairs for customers to rest? Even put on some performances, rent a house, and open a formal store?

Or we can expand our vision a little bit. Guangdong has established the Shekou Industrial Zone, and China and the United States have established diplomatic relations. Foreign products will continue to pour in. Can we get some goods back to sell? "

Hiss!

Huang Zhanying took a breath and said in shock: "That's speculation!"

"Hey, remember what I said just now, you can make appropriate compromises in the face of the overall situation. Of course, don't make it too exaggerated. If you do it a little bit, the higher-ups will turn a blind eye.

What we need to do now is to adjust our mentality and don't think that selling tea is shameful. No matter what happens, I will remain unmoved. "

"Good man, how do you know these things? "

"I read some books, and I also understand a little. "

"Although I can't fully understand it, I think it's amazing. ”

Huang Zhanying was very lucky. She got the first big cake that Chen Qi drew after she came here. She spontaneously created an entrepreneurial mentality and said excitedly: "Tell me more about it in the future, Comrade Chen Qi, I really want to make progress! ”

…………

Chen Jianjun and Yu Xiuli have been looking for ways to get their son a job.

However, the employment situation is grim. Good jobs have been reserved. They are not qualified for the middle-level positions. The poor ones have to fight for their positions. The remaining ones might as well sell tea.

It feels like a 985 master's degree with a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan.

At this moment, it is just like that moment...

Anyway, each family has its own difficulties. Just two days later, all 13 unemployed young people contracted by Aunt Wang agreed to sell tea.

Other streets in Chongwen District have also established cooperatives, including those who make bamboo curtains, sharpen knives and scissors, engrave, knit sweaters, paint doors and windows, etc., and they have everything. Just like any previous call, they are in full swing.

And a small number of self-employed households have also appeared in the streets and alleys. They have no licenses and are not publicly recognized. They are like rats in the gutter, peeping at this tide of reform.

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