Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 536 The Country of Poverty

In Fu Xia's eyes, China is undoubtedly a poor country.

Although she was born in a top university in the world like Oxford University, but regardless of family factors, in Fu Xia's cognition, she is actually a poor man in the kingdom.

Because of her family education, Fu Xia has been working part-time during the holidays since she was in middle school. When she was in high school, because of the advantages of the environment, she began to help some foreign college students make plans for studying abroad and accept consultations, including small tasks such as contacting housing. The scholarship that came here can already satisfy my own tuition fees.

However, it is still difficult to study abroad, unless you get project funding.

Oxford's projects for undergraduates will not be any important projects, and the funding will naturally not be much higher. Most of the international students in the Shu Panda Building belong to Fu Xia's situation.

However, when Fu Xia came to China with the meager project funds and complained about the school's search, Fu Xia found that she could be called "audacious" on this land.

At least she and the international students can eat the fermented glutinous egg balls at the breakfast stand by the Fu River every morning, as well as delicious miscellaneous sauce noodles, beef noodles, more than two pieces can be full; at noon, they can taste the single pot in the small restaurant Small stir-fry dishes, three yuan for meat dishes, one yuan and five yuan for vegetarian dishes; at night, we often meet together, find a private room in a restaurant, order a table of dishes, compete with Chinese-style spirits, and lose to Russian classmates every time.

It doesn't cost much, and apart from the fact that you can't find authentic western food in Sichuan, the prices here are generally extremely low.

But this "too low" is only for her and her fellow international students.

She also once went to the collective cafeteria of Shu University with a curious mind, where she once saw Chinese students have a breakfast for only [-] cents.

Steamed buns for [-] cents, small cold dishes for [-] cents, porridge for [-] cents.

But she knew that there were classmates who left half of the steamed buns for breakfast like this, and she was completely shocked when she settled for the free vegetable soup in the cafeteria at noon.

The reason why I knew this was because the mother of that classmate was seriously ill, and the Chinese classmate initiated a fundraising for that classmate.

Only then did Fu Xia know that in this country, just a few years ago, a family's monthly income was only more than 100 yuan, and their annual income could not keep up with the weekly salary of an ordinary worker in London.

It was also a few years ago that the "[-]-yuan households" in this country became a model of getting rich through hard work and were praised in newspapers and TV.

Now every time I pass by the gate of a bank in China, there will be some wretched-looking people, looking around carefully, while whispering in broken English: "Knife, hey, Puri Ace, a gram is worth a few thousand dollars." .”

One U.S. dollar can be exchanged for [-] yuan in the bank, and it can be exchanged for [-] yuan with these people.

One pound can be exchanged for about 14 yuan.

The "[-]-yuan household" that the people of this country once looked up to, after conversion, only has assets of a pitiful [-] pounds.

This is Fu Xia's most intuitive impression of the general poverty in this country.

Therefore, after being guided by two beautiful Chinese girls to visit this weird Victorian Chinese garden, Fu Xia knew where Zhou Zhi's confidence came from.

This kid is not only richer than himself, he is even richer than most of his fellow kingdom compatriots, richer than his cousin Douglas on Hong Kong Island.

Getting a driver's license is still a privilege for children from middle-class families in the Kingdom.

Sara, this is the English name that Fu Xia just gave to Jiang Shuyi. The root of the word is willing to have the meaning of "princess", because Fu Xia feels that this little girl is delicate, with a European-style face and cool, and there is a bit of that flavor in it. .

Although Sara explained that the car belonged to the county government in her hometown, and this time she was only qualified to drive on a business trip because Zhou Zhi had made some contributions to her hometown, but Fu Xia still admired it very much.

Now this mansion, according to Sara, is also the "inheritance" of Zhou Zhi's mother's ancestors, but Fu Xia also understood keenly that this mansion is not inherited, but Zhou Zhi spent money on the former owner, the place purchased by the military.

Fu Xia is very clear about the living conditions of teachers at Shu University. I heard that this country has just lifted the ban on putting houses on the market as commodities. However, according to students who study China’s market economy, Chinese people are still hesitant about this. Buying a house The enthusiasm of them is not very high, they are more inclined to build houses in a "joint and self-built" way in order to reduce costs.

Although Chinese houses are very cheap, they are definitely not something that Chinese families can easily afford, let alone this kind of house.

So when Fu Xia returned to Xiaoting again, she looked at Zhou Zhi with admiration again.

But the boy didn't seem to have any pride in his own wealth. Instead, he showed full pride when he talked about the country's respect for knowledge and science again, and when it began to give intellectuals reasonable treatment.

However, when Zhou Zhi was chatting with Jiang Wu just now, he sorted out some things in his memories, and before Fu Xia could speak, he asked her, "What's the current exchange rate between the pound and the dollar?"

"Ah?" Fu Xia felt puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"What does your cousin, Douglas, do on Hong Kong Island?"

"It must be import and export trade, what's wrong?"

"Brother Wu, can you find a place to make long-distance calls? Can you make calls to Hong Kong Island?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"Come on, let's call first!"

"Then get in my car!" Jiang Wu stopped talking, got up and took out the key.

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Soon, Jiang Wu brought Fu Xia and Zhou Zhi to a place similar to a hotel.

The reason why it is similar is that all the facilities here are the same as the hotel, but there are soldiers with live ammunition standing guard at the door.

At the front desk of the hotel, the manager led Zhou Zhi and the others into a fairly high-end business room. Zhou Zhi looked at the words "International Business Conference Private Room" pasted on the glass door in light blue Song typeface.

It is estimated that this is still a residual product of the previous policy, the one that has not been fully adjusted.

Zhou Zhi was not polite, he picked up the phone and called Jingyang.

"Hello, this is Jin'an Locks Co., Ltd., where is it?" A nice female voice rang out from the microphone.

"Sister Cancan, are you using routines when answering the phone?" Zhou Zhi smiled.

"Elbow! I think this is the call from Shudu! Have you arrived in Shudu?!" The golden voice over there was very happy, and then another female voice came to mind: "You are calling from Elbow? Where is he now? I Come pick me up!"

Naturally, it was An Xin's cousin.

(End of this chapter)