Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

The production of advertising pages is still very simple, just fill in the words, and then print it out.

The current printers are ink-based, and the printed things are very rough, but there is no problem with normal reading.

As for the advertising slogans above, they are all about "Celebrate the opening of a new store", "Boom", "Members with the original price of 39 yuan, now for free", "Members enjoy home delivery service" and so on. Even the patterns are simple triangles and pentagons. Stars are all patterns that come with the production software.

From the print shop, Huang Enquan couldn't help but spit out, "Just these papers cost seventy-five yuan, which is faster than grabbing money!"

Huang Enquan is really not talking nonsense. Now if you go to the street and find a pedestrian to rob, there is a 95% chance that this person does not have so much money.

Zhang Qianxiu said: "This is an exclusive business, and their early investment is high. For those two computers, there are tens of thousands of them, and the printers are estimated to be thousands."

Zhang Qianxiu probably knows that in this era, there are tens of thousands of new computers, which are still luxury items, and printers have not really been known.

When Huang Enquan heard this, he was shocked: "Just those boxes cost more than 10,000?"

Nowadays, many young people are not familiar with computers. The domestic network will not start construction until 1994. It was not until 1994 that the country was recognized internationally as a country with the Internet.

The emergence of Internet cafes will have to wait until after 1994.

"Otherwise, what do you think? It makes sense for him to ask for such a high price." Zhang Qianxiu said.

"I don't think there is anything special about that!" Huang Enquan couldn't help but vomit: "A motorcycle is better."

Zhang Qianxiu casually explained: "In the computer, I don’t know much about other things, but there is something called a CPU, which is about the size of a nail case. There are about hundreds of thousands of transistors in it. It’s still one layer, not stacked. , If you don’t know the transistor, you understand that the circuit is similar."

"Hundreds of thousands?" Huang Enquan was taken aback again, and looked at his nail shells: "In such a small place, even if you draw lines, you can't draw hundreds of thousands, right?"

Zhang Qianxiu carefully thought about the chip incident that began in 2019. He deliberately checked the chip-related information.

40386CPU should be listed in 1985, using 1.5 micron process; 40486CPU was listed in 1989, using 1 micron process.

Based on this calculation, the boss’s computer should not be a 486, it should be a 386 or 286.

Zhang Qianxiu said: "His production process is about 1.5 microns, and the transistors inside are very small."

"Micrometers? I know centimeters and millimeters. Is ten micrometers equal to one millimeter?" Huang Enquan doesn't know how big a micrometer is, but meters, decimeters, centimeters, and millimeters are all in decimal.

Zhang Qianxiu shook his head: "One vellus is equal to one thousand microns."

"What?" Huang Enquan felt a little unbelievable: "That is to say, the thin eyes inside him can't see clearly?"

Zhang Qianxiu thought for a while, he hadn't seen how big 1.5 micron was, he should be invisible after thinking about it: "Almost!"

Huang Enquan thought for a while and asked, "Can our country make this stuff?"

"No!" Zhang Qianxiu didn't even think about it. After a few decades, although it can be made in China, the craftsmanship cannot keep up with the times, and it should be even more difficult to make it in this era.

Huang Enquan's face was a little disappointed: "We will definitely be able to make it in the future. We have made atomic bombs. Can't we make something as big as a nail shell?"

When Zhang Qianxiu heard Huang Enquan's words, his heart seemed to be slammed.

He seems to have found his way!

Zhang Qianxiu turned his head to look at Huang Enquan: "I want you to join the army, are you going?"

Huang En didn't even think about it: "Don't go! I'm sloppy and used to it, and I can't be restrained like that."

Zhang Qianxiu asked: "If you go back to 50 years ago, when the country was most in distress, would you go to war?"

Huang Enquan didn't even think about it, and blurted out: "Go! Kill those Japanese pirates, don't let me live, kill one and earn one."

Zhang Qianxiu was silent for a moment.

Perhaps when the juncture of life and death is really reached, Huang Enquan may also be afraid of death and shrink back, but the descendants of Yan and Huang all have a strong sense of belonging and pride, pride and indomitable from their bones.

When the country is at a critical juncture, there may be traitors, but there will also be countless heroes who are not afraid of death.

Thinking of the national chip being choked several decades later, there are countless people on the Internet saying that the country has missed the best time to develop chips.

And this era is the best time.

Although Zhang Qianxiu is not a hero and does not understand chips, he also wants to do something for this country.

It is not a big problem if you don't understand the chip. As long as you have money, you can hire professional people.

However, this is just an idea for the time being. Chips can't be made if they want to, but Zhang Qianxiu has at least found a direction to make money first, and then make chips if he has the opportunity.

"Let's earn him a small goal first!" Zhang Qianxiu said suddenly.

"How much is the small goal?" Huang Enquan asked.

Zhang Qianxiu smiled and said, "One hundred million!"

Zhang Qiankang carried two bags of rice and asked, "Is it money?"

Zhang Qianxiu nodded: "Yes!"

"How much is one billion?" Zhang Jiankang didn't have much idea about this number.

Zhang Qianxiu was stunned again, and said, "I haven't seen it either."

Huang Enquan didn't believe that Zhang Qianxiu could make so much money at all. If he made tens of thousands of thousands, he still believed.

Huang Enquan took this as a joke and said with a smile: "Then we will pile him up and see how much we earn."

"Okay!" Zhang Qianxiu knew very well, and Huang Enquan thought this was just a joke.

In Zhang Qianxiu's heart, there is actually no confidence in earning one hundred million, but if you don't fight it, it's even more impossible.

Zhang Qianxiu is not a sixteen-year-old boy. He has the life experience of the previous life. He knows the warmth and sinisterness of the world. He only relies on his own prediction of the future. He does not have enough knowledge, management ability, business strategy ability and a strong team. It is almost impossible to achieve great things.

However, he has no knowledge, management ability, business strategy ability, and team. He is just a traverser, and his original knowledge and ability have not changed in any way.

He must collect these slowly like dragon balls, and then summon the "Dragon".

Thinking about it, Zhang Qianxiu felt that his goal had become clearer and clearer.

Zhang Jiankang saw the two people laughing. Although he didn't know what they were laughing at, he also laughed. They laughed very honestly and seriously.

When you get to the market, put the rice against the wall.

With three bags of rice in such a wide area, the whole shop looks empty.

Zhang Qianxiu took out twenty yuan and handed it to Huang Enquan: "Go find a few people to go to the river to fill some river sand, try to load some dry river sand, don't drip, clean the river sand outside the bag."

"If there is not so much sand, some wood can be stuffed in it, and the wood should be placed in the center and put back in dozens of bags."

Huang Enquan was taken aback: "Brother Xiu, you said yesterday that you want to load sand. What do you want so much sand for?"

Zhang Qianxiu explained: "Do you think we will put three bags of rice here, will anyone come to see it? Just carry some sandbags here and look like rice from the outside."

Huang Enquan glanced at the empty shop. These three bags of rice were really shabby. Even if someone passed by and saw three bags in the whole shop, he wouldn't think it was doing business.

"Brother Xiu, all we put is sand, will it be exposed?" Huang Enquan asked worriedly.

"We won't sell these after we have sold them. What stuff will we show?" Zhang Qianxiu said, "We won't show them the sand. Just put it here to look good. It's better than emptying it all."

Huang Enquan thinks about it, too: "Then I will find someone now."

As soon as Huang Enquan left, Zhang Qianxiu asked Zhang Jiankang to stay in the shop and hand out flyers at the door of the vegetable market.