Chong Sheng 1977Nian Cong Zhi Qing Kai Shi

Nanyi took a few glances, then looked away from "Mars", raised his hand and shook it, and behind "Science Fiction", a mutilated figure walked towards Nanyi.

"What time is the ticket?"

"Ten thirty."

"Sit down and drink some tea to moisten your throat. Let's go to Hefang Street to settle our stomachs. The price here is too expensive."

I ate Pianerchuan for dinner, and stayed overnight at a Datong shop that cost a few cents a night.

They didn't stay long in Qiantang, and the next day, Nanyi and the two got on the bus to Keqiao.

Keqiao in 1980 was not yet a hometown of light textiles, and it was still a quaint town. There are several black-covered boats parked beside the pier of the small river, and a few ducks are playing on the side.

Standing on the Taiping Bridge, looking at the boatman wearing a felt hat on the black-covered boat, Nanyi seemed to see Ah Q, and also seemed to see Kong Yiji.

A small boat was parked by the bridge, and the cabin was full of large and small fish and shrimp. The boatman held the scale in his hand and raised it up, talking to the woman beside him.

When Nanyi thought about it, he should probably say: "See, it's a pound and three taels, and it's very tall."

The fish was very fresh, it should have just been caught in the river; there were quite a few people who bought it, and a group of people surrounded the woman, waiting for a deal.

Walking along the bridge, the two of Nanyi and five or six red scarves missed, got off the bridge, and walked into the most prosperous street in the town.

The street is not very wide, but there are many shops, such as agricultural tool stores, supply and marketing cooperatives, post offices, mountain goods stores, and taverns.

There were three or four square tables made of solid wood at the entrance of the tavern, all of which were occupied by people. A woman in a white apron was cleaning up the dishes at one table, and there was only one person sitting on this table.

"Veteran, can you drink rice wine?"

"Come a little."

"Then let's go and have a chat. This is the hometown of rice wine. The world's rice wine originated here. It would be a pity not to drink some here."

Nan Yi took the lead to sit in the past, and turned his head to look at the window sill that served as a display cabinet close at hand. Water chestnuts, fennel beans, boiled peanuts, pork head meat, and roast chicken were placed on the tray.

A man who didn't know whether to call him the boss or the chef looked at Nanyi with piercing eyes, as if saying, "Hurry up and cut some pork head meat and roast chicken."

The roasted chicken on the tray was still whole, and there was no tender knife edge on the pig's head, so they didn't sell at all.

"Comrade, are the pork head meat and roast chicken fresh?"

"Fresh, of course it's fresh, just marinated today."

"That's fine, I'll get two horns for everything else, cut off half of the pig's head, and get a roast chicken."

"Okay, I'll cut it for you right away."

Seeing the joy on the man's face, Nanyi judged that this tavern was private, if it was public, hehe, would you like to buy it or not.

One dime of wine per person, a large white bowl is eight percent full.

Put it on your mouth and take a sip, the wine taste is very strong, not weak at all.

Very well, the owner of the tavern doesn't like to study, and he hasn't learned how to add water to the wine. He deserves that he won't be able to live in too many houses in the future, and he hasn't spent all his money when he dies.

Twist a fennel bean, pinch off the outer shell, throw it into your mouth and chew it, wipe it on the hem of your clothes, and wipe off the salt particles on your hands.

Perhaps it was because of the wine, an old man at the table behind Nanyi and the others sang the Shao opera "Parrot Opera".

Although Nanyi didn't understand, it was quite enjoyable to listen to.

With a stomach full of wine, they filled their stomachs with the rice that the boss gave them. Nan Yi and Zuo Can used their feet to measure the entire Keqiao Town.

Why did Keqiao become the hometown of light textile?

Why did Yiwu become a small commodity city?

This is related to policy, but also inseparable from the local history.

Since ancient times, Keqiao has been the water transportation hub in the south of the Yangtze River. Silk from Qiantang must pass through here if it is to be transported to Ningbo Port. There was a silk trading market here hundreds of years ago.

Another example is Yiwu. Hundreds of years ago, there were people walking around the streets outside, doing the business of exchanging chicken feathers for sugar. The people of Yiwu have been dealing with needles and threads for hundreds of years. In addition, Yiwu is also located in a transportation hub. , becoming a small commodity city is a matter of course.

I found a high place, looked at the whole town, and made a one-to-one correspondence between the current paddy fields and wasteland and the future buildings in my mind.

Nan Yi and Zuo Can only found the guest house when the lights came on.

In Dizhou and Wenshi, they spent a lot of time on the high ground by the sea watching the fishing boats coming in and out with binoculars, sailing out to sea, approaching the ships moored at sea, and then carrying goods with each other.

"Are they smuggling?" Zuo Can asked.

"right."

"No one cares?"

"The law does not blame the public. The main reason is that I am afraid of hunger. Seven mountains, one water and two fields, this used to be a land in the south of the Yangtze River that took 30 to 40% of the world's taxes... Sigh, farming can't fill your stomach."

"Someone is coming this way." Zuo Can said.

"Flash man, if he gets caught, he might be thrown into the sea to feed the fish."

Nan Yi packed up his things, and Sa Yazi ran to the foot of the mountain; Zuo Can was not slow, and followed closely behind.

When they reached a safe location, the two slowed down and started walking.

"Veteran, have you seen what it is?"

"It's too far away, I can't see clearly."

"I can't see clearly either, but looking at the outline, there are clothes, small appliances, and hardware. The small market we saw in Leqing yesterday sold these things."

The first generation of merchants in Wenzhou after the re-opening here basically have nothing to do with these parallel imports.

They sell parallel imports in other places, and after accumulating a certain amount of capital, they turn into entrepreneurs who start factories, tear off the smuggling label, and paint the speculative label even more dazzlingly.

The Eight Great Kings are already quite wealthy now.

After leaving Cangnan, Nanyi and the two returned to the urban area of ​​Wenzhou City.

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Travel all over the world, sad Wenzhou crossing.

At this time, many passenger terminals are the starting point of the journey of people in Wenzhou, especially the Anlan Wharf in Wenzhou. Every year during the Spring Festival travel, there are huge crowds of people.

There are many people!

Surprisingly many!

Wenzhou can be said to be a place where all people are engaged in business.

These people are not amazing, these people have no culture, these people are surprisingly bold and courageous, they let Wenzhou, a barren, small, and remote city, expand the economic territory of our country with unquestionable speed and strength Zoom in infinitely.

Surviving and rising from the disadvantage of no preferential policy radiation, it is all thanks to these people who made their fortunes from the backwater road of the wharf.

Most people in Wenzhou have nothing to do with highly educated or returnees, and most of the people in Wenzhou are "farmers" and "small businessmen".

It is this group of people who, in the palm-sized city of Vancouver, wear the hat of "poor resource endowment" and create a myth of wealth with a completely weak attitude, which has become a paradox in economic propositions.

Under the inspiration of the times, each of them embarked on the road of individual industrial and commercial households with an ignorant attitude, and accumulated primitive capital.

This is a top-down reform, but in Wenzhou City, it has spontaneously evolved into a bottom-up, unprecedented economic movement composed of countless personal struggles.

I didn't know what it was for investing, but it was put on the shelves immediately. Those who want to invest should invest in it. It seems that the shelves will make a profit. In addition, before putting it on the shelves, ask for everything.