20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 53

Xia Maosheng said: "I have been there. It is a wholesale market. People from the three northeastern provinces, Menggu, and Yibei all come here to get goods and sell them back. Some people from Tianjing come here. They leave that day. The goods are worth [-] yuan, and we ordinary people don’t care if they buy them or not.”

Chen Hui nodded and said, "Old Maozi, all the North Koreans come to this market to buy goods. That person, let's put it this way, Xiaohong, you can go by yourself. There are too many people, and I can't squeeze it."

Xiaohong turned to look at Xiaowei, Xiaowei said, "Look at me, haha, do you still want to go? Just buy a sweater, and look for it at the night market here first, if it's really not rare, then go to Wu'ai, okay? Too It's early, you don't go to school?"

Xiao Hong pouted and said, "There are no classes on Sundays. Neither do you."

Xiaowei looked at Chen Hui and asked, "How far is it from here?"

Chen Hui thought for a while, then gestured and said: "It's about ten miles away. From the place where I'm singing tonight, go straight to the east. You don't need to make a turn, and you will arrive in ten stops. But there is no bus in the morning, so you have to take a taxi there. , 20 yuan."

Xiaohong asked: "Is there no cheap car? Then some people are going to go, can't they all take a taxi?"

Chen Hui said: "Most people from other places come by car, park directly outside the market, and go in to get the goods when they arrive. The local people either have a car, or they have passed by the night before, so they live in a small hotel nearby. It’s not expensive, and you can sleep a little longer. There are small buses to Wu’ai from the South Railway Station, but you can’t take that one, it’s crowded and broken, and it’s not cheap for five yuan per person. "

Xiaohong didn't believe it, and said, "Doesn't the bus have seats? Where can I squeeze?"

Chen Hui said: "Seats? Who will do what? How many people can they pull? They are all small benches, and those who are standing are all crowded anyway, until they can't be squeezed. The bench is okay, if you stand up, you will suffer, the car is short, you can’t stand upright at all, and there is no place to grab it, so you just stick to the place.”

Xia Maosheng said: "I've seen it before, and it was indeed like that. At that time, there was no distinction between men, women, and children. Anyway, they were crowded together, so I dare not sit."

Chen Hui thought for a while and said: "Actually, you don't have to go that early. You can get there around nine o'clock. The goods are almost gone, and there are fewer people. It's just that there is not enough time, and the market is too big. Well, it will take more than half a day to walk around from beginning to night.”

Xiaohong said: "Then let's go at 07:30, take the bus and get there after eight o'clock, isn't it all right?"

Xiaowei glanced at Xiaohong and said, "Let's go to the night market first tomorrow, and we'll talk later if we can't."

Xiaohong glanced at Xiaowei, said "Oh" and stopped talking.

After dinner, Xiaohong cleaned up, and Chen Hui went upstairs to go home. Xia Maosheng lived in the empty room.Xiaowei accompanied him into the room, turned on the light, and saw the military quilt on the bed. Xia Maosheng smiled and said, "You're really good. There are two beds in the dormitory, and there are more at home. How many beds?"

Xiaowei smiled and said, "Keep your eyes open. This is a military quilt. I bought it from the army. You can buy this set for 40 yuan and try it out."

Xia Maosheng bent down and stretched out his hand to touch it and said, "It's really different. I see that you are used for military use inside and out. Does your family have anything to do with it?"

Xiaowei shook his head and said, "No, an uncle of mine bought it for him. He is a policeman. He got a discount on his police officer's certificate and spent more than 500 yuan. And the things on the army are really good, light and warm."

Xia Maosheng nodded, then shook his head and said: "The luggage is okay, the clothes are too ugly, and you are not short of money, buy two better ones to wear, and your wife's, she is a college student, so she looks foreign If you don't, your classmates will laugh at her."

Xiaowei thought for a while, then nodded, he really didn't pay attention to this matter, Xiaohong never said it, and today was the first time he said that his classmate's sweater was good-looking, and they both wore Xiaohong's mother and Xiaohong. Hong turned out to be weaving by himself.

In fact, in the early 90s, people’s pursuit of dressing was not as serious as it is now. There must be a comparison mentality, but it’s relatively that way. Everyone’s life is important, and no one is willing to waste money.However, there are still some differences between urban and rural areas, even greater than now. At that time, the two places were two completely different worlds that did not intersect.

Arranged for Xia Maosheng to come out, Xiaohong has already returned to the house, Xiaowei entered her room, lying on the bed, thinking about what Xiaohong is wearing now, thinking about the girls in her class dressed, and thinking about Li Na and the others A few, I haven't noticed it all the time, after careful comparison, I found that it is really like what Xia Maosheng said, the gap is a bit big, in the county town, Xiaohong's body is considered to be upper-middle, but here, there is no limit, and it's hard to do She hasn't come back from school for so long and said that most of her classmates are from the city, so she must be laughing.

Why were there so many arrogant and domineering people in the 90s?Why did the gap between urban and rural areas widen so much in the 90s?Why was there such a big regional difference in the 90s?It's all the fault of information circulation. The so-called blindness and arrogance are nothing but the reason for receiving too little external information.As the information becomes more and more unimpeded, this gap will continue to decrease. In 2017, it is not uncommon for people to carry bags in rural areas.When people sit at home and know the whole world, the information is unimpeded, people's horizons are opened, and regional differences will gradually disappear.

The next day, when Xiaowei and Xia Maosheng arrived at the Cultural Palace, it was already a bit late, and Teacher Lan had already started giving lectures.Last night he thought a little too much and went to bed late, this guy Xia Maosheng slept even more to death in a comfortable bed, if Xiaowei didn't call him he could sleep for a whole day.

Before sitting down, he glanced at the crowd. Li Mingguang and An Saijun were not there, Xiaowei didn't take anything seriously, and sat down with Xia Maosheng to listen to the class.

Let's talk about knife skills today.

Teacher Lan is always humorous, drawing a knife shape on the blackboard with chalk, and said that his paintings are quite standard and have the potential to be world-famous paintings, which won the students' applause.

Straight knife, slanted knife, cross-shaped knife, well-shaped knife, peony knife, even lantern knife, pick and cut slices, diced slices, shredded pieces, oblique eye slices, and crescent moon slices. Anyway, everyone except Xiaowei is fascinated by it. Like an idiot, Xiaowei took a lot of notes, his eyes were filled with confusion, and he didn't know what it meant. This thing still needs to be practiced, and I really can't understand it.

During the lunch break, Xiaowei and Xia Maosheng went to the restaurant on the first floor to look for Li Na, but Li Na was in the basement kitchen, and the two of them came out again and went down the stairs to the basement.By the way, it's been a long time studying here, almost ten days, and it's the first time for both of them to come down here.

Halfway down the stairs, there was a strong musty smell in the air, and the stairwell became dark, all illuminated by a few fluorescent lamps.

After going down the stairs, I walked through a small dark and damp corridor. There was an open door. There were voices of people and cooking, and a faint smell of oily smoke.

(End of this chapter)