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"Hey, look at their service attitude. It's really good. It's much better than the salespeople in state-owned stores. Each one of them seems to owe them 80,000 yuan, and they're not buying anything from him."

This is absolutely true. There was such a sentence in the jingle of the 1970s and 1980s, referring to the most enviable professions in society at that time: stethoscope steering wheel, personnel cadre salesperson.

This cannot just be described as an iron rice bowl, but a golden rice bowl.

Do you think people with golden rice bowls still need to be polite to ordinary people?

Phew, what a beautiful thought!

The uncle boss ordered two more large steamed buns and kept nagging. Although he wanted to eat fried dough sticks more, he still held back.

The reason is simple. Fried dough sticks are more expensive than steamed buns. Steamed buns cost only 2 taels and only cost five cents.

Although the travel expenses for this trip will eventually come from the cooperative, the boss is used to being thrifty. If he really eats and drinks in the city, he will not be able to cope with it.

After eating a few of them, I feel satisfied.

Looking at the essence through the phenomenon, Liu Qingshan thought even more profoundly: The competition among various business forms has begun. As for who will be eliminated in the end, it goes without saying that attitude determines everything.

After the two men left the breakfast shop, the car owner burped with satisfaction: "I'm so full. If only I could eat fried dough sticks every morning, it would be like a magical day?"

This is the era when one meal of fried dough sticks can be recalled for a week.

Liu Qingshan smiled and said nothing: Uncle boss, you probably won’t be able to live your magical life. By then, you should grab cornmeal pancakes to eat every morning.

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In Spring City Chaoyang Park, more and more people are setting up stalls here.

This is not limited to flowers, birds, insects, fish, etc. Most of these disappear in winter, and instead, various small stalls pop up like bamboo shoots after a rain, almost spontaneously forming a small market.

As the above policies are gradually relaxed, young people who are unemployed at home after returning to the city have also begun to take action.

Get a canvas and put a few electronic watches, tapes, etc. on it. You can make some money, which is better than eating at home.

The most popular stall among them is the one selling clothing.

Gangzi was holding a "four pockets" piece in his hand, shaking it off twice from time to time, and shouting at the top of his voice: "Four pockets, a Chinese tunic suit, it's not that cadres can't wear it."

Gangzi's partner, Xiaomei, was helping a customer try on clothes and complimenting her from time to time. In the end, the customer happily paid.

The customer was about to leave after buying the clothes when he was stopped by a guy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks next to him:

"Wearing four pockets on the body, attaching a pen and looking bold, this is called matching."

Hou San held a pen in his hand and put it in his jacket pocket: "Look, my Hero brand pen only costs two yuan, which is not even a fraction of your clothes."

Think about the same thing when buying clothes. Yes, I bought it.

After the customer left, Gangzi couldn't help but smile and said: "Hou San, I sell a piece of clothing, and you sell a pen. Do you have to give me half of the profit?"

Hou San grinned: "Gangzi, if I can make a little money from my small business, then you can say that you are making money every day."

After finishing the flattery, he sighed alone: ​​"We have different fates. If I had that much money, I would use the tape recorder!"

Next to Hou San's pen stall is the antique stall. The middle-aged stall owner took over the conversation with a smile:

"The third son has also grown up in the past few months. He can be determined to do some small business. This thing is like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger as it goes on."

Hou San nodded, and when he saw another customer coming to the clothing stall to look at the clothes, he quickly prepared his pen.

However, why does this customer look familiar?

Then I heard the young customer shout: "I've got all your clothes covered!"

"I don't do wholesale... Haha, Qingshan, why are you here!"

When Gangzi saw Liu Qingshan smiling in front of him, he immediately rushed forward and gave him a bear hug.

By the way, it’s Comrade Xiao Liu who was in the newspaper last time when he came to sell orchids!

Hou Sanyi slapped his thigh, his round eyes flashed, and he hurriedly moved forward.

Last time, I borrowed the help of this little God of Wealth and made some capital to start a small business. This time, maybe there will be a big business?

Liu Qingshan said hello to Sister Xiaomei again, and Xiaomei was also beaming. These days, she only knows what making money means.

And the wealth and capital were brought by Brother Liu in front of her. How could she not be happy?

Then, Liu Qingshan began to make suggestions: "Brother Gangzi, your slogan is wrong, it seems that only cadres can wear it, you have to shout like this, look at my four pockets, everyone wearing it looks like a big cadre. "

Gangzi blinked twice and then nodded, he seemed to understand a little.

After chatting for a while, Liu Qingshan introduced the boss uncle to Gangzi and the others.

Because he had been to Jiapigou, Gangzi had some impression of the boss's uncle. He picked up a Chinese tunic suit and said, "Uncle, I sold this to you for the money. Once you put it on, you will be on the same level as a commune cadre."

The boss was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, no, no, I don't have any money in my pocket."

Liu Qingshan also smiled and stopped Gangzi and asked, "Where is Brother Fei?"

Gangzi curled his lips: "I was dragged away by Nurse Li, saying that I was learning a foreign language. Who knows what I was studying?"

"Is there a situation?"

Liu Qingshan also asked a very gossipy question.

Liu Qingshan actually felt that the nurse named Li Xuemei was not bad. She was a positive girl. If she was with him, Wu Jianjun would definitely not go astray.

Gangzi chuckled twice: "Anyway, the two of them are sticky all day long, talking about love in foreign languages, who can't bully someone who doesn't understand?"

After saying that, he remembered something: "Qingshan, you came to Chuncheng this time. Could it be that the foreigner sent you a car?"

This guy's reaction was a bit slow. Liu Qingshan smiled and nodded.

"Awesome, my brother is awesome, brother, can you ask me to drive around first to have fun?"

Gangzi was so excited that he rubbed his hands.

Liu Qingshan rolled his eyes at him: "Do you have a driver's license?"

Gangzi was depressed again, but when he saw Hou San's little head coming over, he immediately started to show off again:

"Hou San, do you think my brother is awesome? The foreigner who saved last time, you were there, and he actually gave my brother a car!"

What, a car, and an imported car!

Hou San blinked for a long time, not knowing how to express his feelings at the moment.

The gap between people is really big!

Liu Qingshan didn't want to make this matter known to everyone, so he waved his hand at Gangzi and started to change the subject: "How is the business recently?"

Gangzi has learned to be smart now, of course he can't tell how much he earned directly, and pointed to the clothes and said.

"This batch of goods has been sold out. Brother Fei said that if you are in a hurry to use the money, take the capital back first, and the dividends will be calculated together at the end of the year."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "Let's not talk about dividends for now. If you can make a profit, I will withdraw some money back and plan to buy something this time."

The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Hou San finally understood this time: It turns out that the capital for Brother Fei and Gangzi to do business is still provided by Comrade Xiao Liu. He is worthy of being the Little God of Wealth, and he is really rich.

As he thought about it, Hou San began to scratch his head: It would be great if he could lend me some capital. Why don't I have such a friend?

But this matter can only be imagined in the mind. We don't know each other. Even if we have met once, we don't have that kind of friendship.

The middle-aged stall owner who sells antiques also greeted Liu Qingshan with a smile: "Little comrade, we meet again. You are still capable. Foreigners are rushing to send you cars."

"Uncle, can we not talk about this."

Liu Qingshan also went over: "Uncle, where is your version of the monkey stamp? Have you sold it?"

"Isn't it still for you?"

The stall owner is very good at talking. The main reason is that the price is relatively high. In the past six months, each ticket has increased by almost 50 cents. Not many people can buy the whole version.

Liu Qingshan also chuckled twice: "Just for what you said, I'll buy it."

The stall owner took out the stamp album when he heard it: "In the past few months, many stamps have gradually increased in price, but I admire your character, so we'll keep the old price of one thousand yuan."

Opening the stamp album, he first looked at the monkey stamp, which was carefully sandwiched between two layers of kraft paper and kept very carefully.

As for the other stamps, it seemed that there were more of them. Liu Qingshan knew that many of them were from special periods and were very valuable.

It would definitely make a lot of money if he bought them, millions of yuan for sure, but he now has one thousand five hundred yuan in funds, and he is also going to buy a TV with this money.

Grandpa, grandma and mother are at home, and when they are free, they watch the news and watch TV series. That is what he, as a younger generation, should respect the most.

"Qingshan, buy it if you like it, and we'll pay for it first."

Gangzi shouted, then rode a bicycle and went home to get the money, without giving Liu Qingshan a chance to stop him.

While waiting, Hou San came over and said, "Brother Liu, you like stamps. When I'm free, I can help you collect them. I know several places where stamp collectors like to gather in Chuncheng."

I not only like stamps, but also these antiques.

Liu Qingshan didn't have much spare money at the moment, and he had to spend his money wisely, so he could only smile and shake his head and said to Hou San.

"Brother Hou, thank you in advance. I'll trouble you again when I have extra money."

Hou San also felt a little disappointed: it seems that there will be only a chance in the future.

Not long after, Gangzi came back on his bike and threw a bundle of big unity to the middle-aged stall owner, which made Hou San and the boss uncle and others stare with their eyes wide open.

After the stall owner counted the money, the money and goods were settled, and both parties were very satisfied.

Liu Qingshan was holding the stamp album and was about to carefully put it into his bag when he suddenly heard the boss uncle yelling:

"Qingshan, you were cheated by this guy!"

After yelling, he grabbed the collar of the stall owner's jacket: "Hurry up and return the money to us. These stamps are obviously eight cents each, but you sold them to Qingshan for several yuan each. You are fooling me!"

While saying this, the boss uncle was pushing hard with his hands.

He was driving a cart and had been whipping for more than 20 years. His hand strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. The stall owner had no power to resist and was pushed back and forth by him.

He was angry and laughed: "Brother, do you know anything about stamp collecting?"

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Liu Qingshan also hurried forward and rescued the stall owner: "Boss uncle, I am not cheating. These stamps have collection value, so the value is higher than the face value."

"Anyway, I can't figure it out. It's clearly printed with eight cents. I've seen it. Some of them are stamped. They're used and are just waste paper."

The boss of the car was still mumbling. This matter was really beyond his understanding.

March, early spring.

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The gloomy sky was gray and black, revealing a heavy depression, as if someone had splashed ink on rice paper, and the ink soaked the sky and smudged the clouds.

The clouds overlapped and blended with each other, diffusing crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder.

It was like the roar of the gods, echoing in the world.

Please download the Aiyue Novels app and read the latest chapters for free without ads. The bloody rain, with sadness, fell to the mortal world.

The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red blood rain.

The city was full of broken walls and ruins, everything was withered, collapsed houses could be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, withering silently.

The streets that were once bustling are now bleak.

The sandy road that was once crowded with people is no longer noisy.

Only blood mud mixed with pieces of meat, dust, and paper remained, and it was indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking.

Not far away, a broken carriage was deeply stuck in the mud, full of sadness, with only an abandoned rabbit doll hanging on the shaft, swaying in the wind.

The white fluff had long been soaked into wet red, full of gloom and weirdness.

The turbid eyes seemed to have some resentment left, looking alone at the mottled stones in front.

There, a figure was lying.

This is a 13 or 14-year-old boy, with tattered clothes and full of dirt, and a broken leather bag tied around his waist.

The boy squinted his eyes and did not move. The biting cold penetrated his tattered coat from all directions, attacked his whole body, and gradually took away his body temperature.

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Following his gaze, a skinny vulture was gnawing on the rotten corpse of a wild dog, and sometimes vigilantly observing the surroundings.

It seems that in this dangerous ruin, the slightest movement will make it fly in an instant.

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After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally completely immersed its head in the abdominal cavity of the wild dog.

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