The Pentium Era - South to North

Sister Guihua came and refused to ask them to pay for the car at all. Sister Guihua said that no one would ride the old car anyway, so if it was lost, it would be lost. What's the big deal?

She asked Zhang Chen in turn, "What will you do if you don't have a car?"

"I can only buy another one." Zhang Chen said sadly.

"Then go quickly, there are no cars here, it's not convenient for you, let's go, let's go." Sister Guihua shouted at the two of them outside.

Xiao Zhao suggested buying a new car for Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen quickly shouted: "With the speed of losing my car, how dare I ride a new car? Buying an old car will bankrupt us."

"Well, a self-aware comrade is still a good comrade." Xiao Zhao patted Zhang Chen on the shoulder and agreed with him.

Zhang Chen rode Xiao Zhao's bicycle and took Xiao Zhao to the old bicycle market. They spent thirty yuan and bought an old bicycle. After leaving the market gate, Xiao Zhao asked: "Have you bought the car?" , do you want to go to work next?"

Zhang Chen said no, there was nothing going on at the construction site today.

"Then let's go watch a movie, okay?" Xiao Zhao asked.

Zhang Chen said yes.

Halfway through the ride, Xiao Zhao said again, in fact, the movie is not that good. We still go to the market to buy food and go home to eat hot pot in the evening. We haven’t had hot pot in a long time.

Zhang Chen agreed, and the two of them changed directions at the intersection ahead and rode back home.

Early the next morning, Zhang Chen got up at the usual time. Xiao Zhao worked the middle shift today and was still in bed. When Zhang Chen went downstairs to wash his face and returned to the room, Xiao Zhao stretched out his left hand outside the quilt and shook it up and down. Zhang Chen understood, he walked over and sat on the bed, took a pen and drew a Zhang Chen brand watch on Xiao Zhao's hand.

"Guo Guo, the baby still needs to be kissed." Xiao Zhao smiled.

Zhang Chen lay down, kissed Xiao Zhao, and then walked out the door.

Zhang Chen had already thought about it. He decided not to tell Xiao Zhao that he had lost his job. First, he felt that he would lose face. He was kicked out after less than a month of working. How should he say this?

What's more, I told her that Xiao Zhao would definitely be in trouble again. When he went to work, he wouldn't even eat well. The flatbread in the snack bar next door was the cheapest. The big cake served is for lunch and dinner.

Anyway, I have three months’ salary in my bag. I just need to pay it to Xiao Zhao every month. In three months, I will always find a job. When I find it, I will tell Xiao Zhao that I don’t want it. Loved the original job.

With the experience last time, Zhang Chen will not go to big hotels this time. He feels that the bigger the hotel, the higher the possibility of leather goods companies. Companies like Qu Tianlin and others are already different. They are in the hotel. Inside, it is obvious that the space is not enough, and it is also very inconvenient to carry goods in and out.

Zhang Chen decided to search along the street this time. Maybe he would get the same unexpected surprise as when he found Xincheng Company last time.

After making up his mind, Zhang Chen rode along East Huancheng Road after passing the Qingtai Overpass. He looked at the buildings and courtyards, but didn't see any companies. He continued until he reached Fengqi Road, and beyond that was the nursing school. and Genshan Power Plant, and then to the outskirts of Hangzhou.

Zhang Chen sighed and turned left onto Fengqi Road. From Fengqi Road, he turned to Jianguo Road. There began to be more companies and units here. Zhang Chen went to two of them, but unfortunately they didn't recruit people. From the second one, When the unit came out, it was already eleven-thirty. From this time to one-thirty, every unit was taking a break.

Zhang Chen thought for a while and decided to go sit by the West Lake and spend the noon break.

Zhang Chen turned from Jianguo Road to Jiefang Road and rode to a park. Neither the badminton hero nor Aqu was there at this time.

The sun is shining brightly today, and there are many more tourists by the West Lake than yesterday. Zhang Chen bought a bowl of lotus root starch and two tea eggs, sat on the terrazzo chair nearby, took off the picture folder on his back, and leaned against the edge of the chair. Pick up the lotus root starch and eat it.

A couple looked at him, walked in front of him, walked out for a while, walked back, and stood in front of him. Zhang Chen looked at them. The man asked: "Excuse me, sir, are you a painter?" drawn?"

Zhang Chen nodded and understood that it was the painting folder beside him that caught their attention.

"Excuse me, how much does it cost to paint a painting for her?" The man pointed to the woman next to him.

Zhang Chen immediately understood that they thought he was the people who often see in foreign movies, those who paint portraits of tourists in city squares. There is no such thing by the West Lake, but since the other party asked, Zhang Chen's mind Li did a quick calculation and found out that a piece of lead drawing paper can be used in eight formats. With the addition of pencils, the total cost will not exceed 10 cents.

"Two dollars?"

Zhang Chen tentatively said that if the other party thought it was expensive, he thought a piece would be fine. Anyway, it was idle time, and at least he could earn back his lunch money.

Unexpectedly, the other party asked back: "RMB?"

Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment, feeling funny in his heart. Two yuan is not RMB, could it be bricks?

He nodded.

"Can you start painting now?" the other party asked.

"all right."

Zhang Chen gave the chair he was sitting on to the woman. He opened the painting folder, took out the paper and pen from it, turned the painting folder sideways, clamped the lead drawing paper on the painting folder with a clip, and stood a step away from the woman. Meters away, he started to draw.

When Zhang Chen was painting, the man stood by and chatted with him. Only then did Zhang Chen know that the two of them were overseas Chinese traveling from Germany. No wonder when he saw Zhang Chen's painting folder, he thought he was a portrait painter. , it seems that they have painted in other countries. As for asking if the two yuan were RMB, they really didn’t expect that they were bricks, but German marks.

Two yuan is too cheap for them.

Zhang Chen painted very quickly. It took only ten minutes to draw the woman. The man looked at it very satisfied. He said the painting was really good. He pointed to Zhang Chen in the distance. Say, can you include these?

Zhang Chen understood and nodded. He added Baidi, Broken Bridge and Gushan to the background of the painting, and added Baoshi Mountain and Baochu Pagoda to the foreground. After thinking about it, he also added a few willow branches to the foreground. The leaves are not the current willow leaves, but spring, the charming, spring-breathing willow leaves with thousands of willow leaves spitting out buds.

The man saw it and thought it was great. He clapped his hands and asked the woman to come over and see it. The woman came over and saw it and liked it very much. The two of them paid and Zhang Chen took the painting out of the folder and rolled it up. , handed it to them, and the two left happily.

While they were painting, many people stood and looked at it, and they all thought it was very fresh. After they left, three girls came over and asked Zhang Chen if he could paint something like that for them.

Zhang Chen said yes, if you want, I can also draw the Three Pools Reflecting the Moon, which you can't even take photos here. One of the girls shouted, "Okay, I want the Three Pools Reflecting the Moon."

The girls bargained with Zhang Chen and asked if the three of them could be given just five yuan.

Zhang Chen thought about what he saw when he visited Sijiqing Market those mornings, and he said readily, "Okay, three of them, I will give you the wholesale price."

All three girls laughed.

When Zhang Chen was painting, he paid great attention to the proportion. He captured the characteristics of each of them so that people would know it was her at a glance, but the painting was more beautiful and quieter than the girl at that time. They all like Wenjing, which is something that cannot be achieved by taking photos. Zhang Chen has done for them the beautification that girls like to do nowadays.

The three girls were very happy with their paintings. They said they could post them in the room after taking them back. In fact, they all wanted to paint again. The background was the one with the Three Pools Reflecting the Moon, and they wanted to paint another one with the Broken Bridge and the Baochu Pagoda. , the two who painted Broken Bridge and Baochu Pagoda wanted one with Three Pools Reflecting the Moon.

The three of them hesitated for a long time, probably because they didn't have enough money in their pockets, so they had to give up.

Zhang Chen saw it and told them, you are the first to eat crabs. The two in front are not counted. They are foreigners. Because you are so courageous, I will give you one more.

"Really? That's great!" All three people jumped with joy.

What Zhang Chen calculated in his mind was that he could sit down and paint for them, which was effortless and cost-effective. They acted as models for him, and while he was painting like this, the people around him were watching. Doesn’t that mean you are advertising yourself?

Zhang Chen vaguely felt that he had found a way to make a living. Isn't it better to just paint portraits on the edge of the West Lake every day than to go from work to work looking for a job and look at people's faces?

Sure enough, after Zhang Chen finished painting the three girls, someone asked Zhang Chen to paint again. This time it was a young man. He heard the three girls chattering and got inspired. He also felt that the wall on the dormitory wall Posting a picture of yourself is a very cool thing.

Throughout the afternoon, Zhang Chen drew a total of seven pieces, and the prices ranged from one to five yuan. After doing the calculations, excluding the cost of lead drawing paper, he made a net profit of more than eleven yuan in half a day, which was more than what he had earned in that Xincheng company. The average daily salary is high, haha. Zhang Chen feels that he has found a way. When he goes out tomorrow, he will not be so confused and can go directly to the West Lake.

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