Good Man Training System

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"Ring ringing."

Ji Huai walked aside, and a man in overalls rode a bicycle past him, ringing the bell and yelling constantly, with a slightly anxious tone.

The streets are very lively, most of them are workers, and there are also nearby villages carrying a basket of vegetables to sell. He walked forward with his memory.

Along the way, the roadside sellers of cakes, steamed buns, and even various kinds of snacks were all drinking hard.

He left and right the observer, and his pace slowed down. The proprietress of the shop next to him immediately asked enthusiastically, "There are snacks, buns, and desserts. Come in and try them?"

Ji Huai shook his head, and his gaze changed direction. In fact, he was looking at the "Overseas Chinese Store" not far away, where many good things were sold.

Things that can't be sold outside, especially imported goods, are available inside. It's a pity that not everyone can enter this place. Not only do you need to spend money to buy things inside, you also need "Remittance Shopping Vouchers" to make purchases.

And this "Qiaohui shopping coupon" is already a rare thing. First of all, family members or relatives of overseas Chinese must send money to domestic family members. The country will issue corresponding shopping coupons, referred to as "Qiaohui coupons", based on the amount of money remitted. There are also strict regulations on the purchase of coupons, which can only be purchased in small quantities and cannot be exceeded.

When he walked past the door of the "Overseas Chinese Store", he glanced inward a few times. The mouth was very big and there were rows of goods, but there was no one except the shop assistants.

The clerk was yawning with boredom.

Ji Huai didn't stop either, and continued to walk forward with the basket on his back.

The purchase station is very large, collecting all kinds of things. When he walked to the place where he bought the medicinal materials, there were a lot of people. There was a line in front of him. The man standing in front of him was thick and dark, carrying a bag in his hand and carrying it very tightly.

Ji Huai didn't care, took out the agarwood he had wrapped in cloth from his back basket, and followed along.

"What is it?" the purchaser asked the man in front.

"Chicken intestines." The man replied and asked again, "How much is the purchase price per catty today?"

The purchaser said in the past, "Eleven yuan and eight."

"That's fine." The man was satisfied.

"Twenty-three and five catties." The purchaser counted, "Two hundred and seventy-seven yuan."

Before her words fell, Ji Huai's attention had been attracted, staring at the things that were poured out, one of the dried medicinal materials was yellowish brown. When there were only more than one hundred sewing machines, the farmer’s work points for a day’s work were only worth a few cents, and more than two hundred yuan could be considered a huge sum of money.

What kind of medicinal material is it, so expensive and there are so many?

The man in front got a small pile of colorful money tickets, quickly clicked the money, and after repeated confirmations, he left. Just not far away, a few men surrounded him, seeming to be paying dividends.

"What about you, what are you selling?" the purchaser asked Ji Huai.

"Agarwood." He handed it over.

The purchaser quickly said: "Today, four yuan and one dime are one and two, so we will be called up first."

"Yeah." Ji Huai stood aside and waited, still staring at the bag of medicinal materials, and asked in confusion, "What kind of medicinal materials did the eldest brother sell just now? It's so profitable."

What kind of medicinal material is Jichangfeng? He hadn't heard of it, it should be another local name, and he grew up in the city and didn't know these medicinal materials.

The purchaser didn't look up, "It's Morinda citrifolia. They go up the mountain to dig and sell it every few days. They are all engaged in side business."

The peasants only earn a few cents a day to work as a laborer, and those with a little skill and access are unwilling to do it, so they will go to sideline jobs. The so-called side job is to pay a sum of money to the team every month, so that you can do your own business without going to work. Because the corresponding value of the work points in each village is different, the money handed in is also different.

Ranging from tens to hundreds.

"I said how so familiar, it turned out to be Morinda officinalis." Ji Huai smiled.

Morinda officinalis is a traditional Chinese medicine. You can also add some to the soup to invigorate the kidney, strengthen yang, reduce blood pressure and dehumidification, which is delicious and maintains the body.

Purchaser: "Two point five two, ten yuan and two cents."

Ji Huai took the money ticket from her, thanked him and walked aside.

The men just now have divided the money, and there are a few hoes that specialize in digging soil beside them. They packed the money, cleaned up, took the cloth bag and water, and then left with the hoes.

"Morinda." These two words circulated between Ji Huai's lips and teeth, his eyes were contemplative, and he turned to the black market.

At this stage, in addition to buying and selling many things, transactions are generally not allowed in other places. There will be inspection teams at every turn, and they will be charged with speculation if caught. If this is the case, people will still take risks.

No, all kinds of things are sold on the black market.

"Tofu tofu, selling tofu."

"Do you want pastries? One catty? It's cheap."

"The freshly picked winter dates, fresh."

Ji Huai has never been to the black market, but also wants to come to see what is good to buy, and to shop for it.

After strolling around, most of them are grains. Only the workers will buy the grains. The farmers in the village are self-sufficient and will not spend the money.

"Do you want a ticket?" A thin man approached him and asked him in a low voice. Seeing that he looked like a scholar, he said, "The ticket is also available, do you want it?"

Ji Huai really stopped when he heard the second half of the sentence.

Seeing that he was interested, Skinny Monkey grinned, "The college entrance examination has been restored. Now the bookstore is very nervous. It is said that there will be more people applying for the exam next year than this year. How many book tickets can I get."

"Are there any overseas remittance coupons?" Ji Huai asked this instead.

Of course he knows how nervous the ticket is. The more nervous he is, the less he can be anxious, otherwise he will be harvested by the scalpers and take the opportunity to raise the price.

"Remittance vouchers?" The skinny monkey raised his eyebrows for a moment and then asked, "Why do you want remittance vouchers? Don't you want a book ticket? Take the college entrance examination, go to university, and eat national food after graduation!"

Remittance coupons are rare, but they don't make much money because they are equivalent to a pass, and they are not worth the money when buying things, especially imported goods. Most people don't buy them and few people need them.

"I have been admitted to the university, I don't need it for the time being, I want to go to the overseas Chinese store to buy something to eat." Ji Huai said lightly, and then asked, "Did you have any?"

The skinny monkey was startled, then looked at him up and down again, "Yes, yes, I don't take it with me now, most people don't buy this."

Later, he asked Ji Huai to go back with him to fetch it. It doesn't matter if it can be reversed, he has acquired it for a long time, and there are still many, and no one wants it.

Ji Huai really followed.

On the way, the two also discussed the price, the denomination he wanted, the thin monkey offered a dollar, Ji Huai had no expression on his face, so he turned around and left.

"Eh eh eh, eight hairs, eight hairs." After finally coming to a business, the thin monkey hurried to catch up.

Ji Huai kept walking, "Forget it, don't eat it, save it and go to the state-owned supermarket to buy it."

"Seven hairs." The thin monkey lost another hair.

The opponent's footsteps have not stopped.

"Six cents, it can't be less, the buddies also have to eat, and the purchase price is still more, you can't lose money." The thin monkey lost another dime cruelly.

"What can you lose? This thing is worthless." Ji Huai didn't bargain with him either, "Forget it, just six cents."

Seeing that he was so calm, the skinny monkey was about to talk, and then swallowed it back, "It's worthless, but it's hard to get it."

There are few coupons, and it is difficult for ordinary people to access it. It costs money to go to the Overseas Chinese Shopping Center, and most people will not go there to buy things. For people with overseas Chinese in their families, especially those in the village, they don’t need this coupon because the purchase price is too low.

Foreign workers earn high wages, and many people have smuggled abroad. Several villages near his hometown have become "Overseas Chinese Villages." Most of the men in the family smuggle to work, and they send money to their homes during the holidays, so he has the means. . There are as many as you want for this thing, but it's hard to sell.

Ji Huai followed the thin monkey to an alley and waited at the intersection. After a while, the other party took out the "remittance voucher" and handed it to him.

"Everyone calls me Skinny Monkey, and you can come to me again if you need it. I am usually on the black market in the morning, just at the intersection, near the old man selling tofu." The skinny monkey took the Liu Mao he handed over and put it in his pocket. .

"I want to buy a few masterpieces and have a look. If I still want to buy them later, I'll come to you to buy book tickets." Ji Huai put the tickets away and put them down, but it was a blank check.

He must behave indifferently, or the scalpers will be up to the price.

The thin monkey nodded: "Okay."

Ji Huai walked out of the alley and went to the overseas Chinese store.

There are so many things in the store. The shelves are full of dazzling products, including dried fruits, soy products, aquatic products, Chinese medicinal materials, cigarettes, liquor, and soap.

He walked all the way in, and soon reached the milk powder area.

"Sir, do you want to buy milk powder?" The clerk followed closely and pointed to the milk powder next to him, "This is domestically produced, but over there it is imported."

Domestic milk powder is five or six yuan per can, and imported is a bit more expensive, and many are more than ten yuan. You know, the wages of an old worker are only 70 or 80, and many workers are only 30 or 40, forty and fifty-one a month, and farmers earn less than 10 yuan for a month's work.

"Where is the malt extract?" Ji Huai asked.

"Here." The clerk walked another way to show him the way.

A few minutes later, Ji Huai used the coupon he had just bought, and spent more than nine yuan to buy a can of malted milk essence, which was imported.

There are not many nutrition products now. The malted milk extract is rich in nutrition, ready to eat, with strong fragrance and good taste. Feng Qiaolan still remembers the small cup that she used to drink at her grandmother's house when she was a child, and it was the most suitable one for her.

He sold agarwood for a total of ten yuan and two cents. After buying the "Overseas Remittance Coupons", he bought malted milk essence, and he still had a dime left in his hand.

The mung bean porridge sold on the street happened to be a dime a bowl. He stood and forgot for a while, pursed his lips, finally sighed silently, and chose to walk to the other side to buy sweets for Feng Qiaolan.

Nowadays, the candy is very cheap. You can buy 13 for a dime. After a few decades, it will cost 50 cents, and you will add various pigments.

After buying candies, he began to walk home.

How can there be a car at this time? He had to rely on his feet to walk. He just delayed a lot of time. He didn't return from the city until three o'clock in the afternoon, and it was estimated that he would not get home until six o'clock.

I didn't eat lunch and I was hungry, so I could only speed up my pace.

The other end.

Feng's mother had been worried all day, counting the time, she should be back at three or four o'clock. Seeing the sky is getting darker and darker, a heart touches her throat.

I spent time preparing the meal. I haven't seen Ji Huai come back, but I was so worried, "What's the matter? It only takes six hours to go back and forth, seven hours at most, why haven't you seen anyone now?"

"Okay, have you said it several times? Eat." Feng Dafeng was read by her and walked to the table and sat down.

"Wait." Mother Feng stopped him.

When it was about seven o'clock again, she said to Feng Dafeng, "Is something wrong with Ji Huai? Or, let's go find him? Why don't we come back so late?"

"Isn't there the only way back? What can happen?" Feng Dafeng sat there with a calm face.

Mother Feng couldn't help but asked Feng Qiaolan again, "Are you sure Ji Huai didn't take the notice? Will he go home? When is it?"

I left at 7 or 8 o'clock in the morning, no matter how delayed, I'm back now.

"He didn't bring anything." Feng Qiaolan couldn't help thinking back when she said it.

"Would you not want anything? Where is the university admission letter? You go find it and see if it is still there." Feng mother urged her, and nodded after she said, "Yes, you go find the letter. It's getting dark now, and no one has been seen!"

Feng Qiaolan: "Is it delayed on the road?"

She was worried that he couldn't see the road when it was dark, that would be troublesome.

"Can there be any delay? Go find the notice." Mother Feng said that she went to their room. She felt it must be something bad, and she couldn't help but raise her voice, "I said I can't let him go. What's this? "

Feng Dafeng looked out the door. It was getting dark early in winter. At this time, it was already dark outside, and his expression became more tense. He picked up the bowl, but had no appetite for food.

"Mom." Feng Qiaolan frowned, and stood up to stop Feng's mother, "I don't know where his admission notice is. Don't look for it, wait."

She doesn't believe that Ji Huai will leave. He has been teaching her to study the past few days. The two are waiting for the university entrance examination next year. He also sold agarwood and would buy her nutrition products. Even if she didn't buy it, she would be very moved.

"Wait? If he can't leave, why is he still hiding the admission notice? What time is it now? If he doesn't come back, Ji Huai must be gone." Feng's mother and son are cowardly, thinking about feudal traditions, as soon as this is involved. When she thought of Ji Huai's departure, she felt that the sky was falling. She looked at Feng Qiaolan with red eyes, her shoulders trembling, and she said helplessly, "What should I do? Where are we going to find him?"

Some time ago, the family was upset because of this incident. She cried secretly for several days, but Ji Huai refused to give up a single step at the time and had to leave.

Nowadays, most of the women depend on men to live, and there are no pillars at home, and a few widows in the village hang themselves. To put it hard, if Feng Dafeng weren't there, the people in the village would have lost their lives and occupy their homes.

"Mom." Seeing her feeling more and more excited, Feng Qiaolan didn't listen to what she said. She didn't move, and tears were dripping into her eyes. "Don't get excited, can you not get excited? Ji Huai said that she will come back."

"What should I do if I don't come back? I shouldn't let him go. I watched him go this morning and felt something was wrong in my heart. It was really something wrong." Mother Feng paled, feeling hopeless.

She was called a dead household by the villagers because she couldn't give birth to children. If Ji Huai left, the villagers should feel that they were unlucky. How could their family live?

Especially today, I heard that the two male educated youths in the village next door left their daughter-in-law and children and ran away. One went back to the city and the other went to university. They didn't get a marriage certificate. After running like this, who would find it?

One of the educated youth's daughter-in-law jumped into the river with her child and died.

Outside the wall.

Aunt Zhang, who came to borrow the ladder, just heard those words, her eyes widened, and she hurried back.

Ji Dahai and Ji Zhuang's father and son had just returned from taking a bath at the entrance of the village, and she rushed in immediately, "Ji Huai is gone, Feng Qiaolan's college student husband is gone!"

"Where did you hear it?" Ji Zhuang warned, "You can't talk nonsense about this."

"Who is talking nonsense? I heard it with my own ears. Cuixiang and her daughter were hugging and crying. Their family was in a mess. That college student really ran away!" Aunt Zhang said vowedly, "I just said, people After entering the university, how could it be possible to stay here with Feng Qiaolan? When I went to university, who would know him in the future? I couldn't find him. I said at the beginning not to marry an outsider. Now it’s alright? All children Give birth, it will be ruined in a lifetime!"

Ji Zhuang was silent. He was the captain of the production team and had to pay attention to the impact of this incident. Recently, in several nearby villages, educated youths were admitted to college and left, and there have been many incidents.

"How is Xiaolan?" Ji Dahai asked.

Aunt Zhang darkened suddenly and raised her voice, "Dahai, I can warn you that you are not allowed to have any thoughts about her. That is a woman who has married someone and is pregnant with a child. What are you going to do? What kind of yellow flower do you marry? Isn’t there a big girl? No matter how beautiful, no matter how beautiful, now she’s wearing shoes. What’s the difference from a widow?!"

"I just asked, and said it's nothing, I'm not stupid, how can I raise a child for others?" Although Ji Dahai coveted Feng Qiaolan's beauty, he wanted face and couldn't afford Aunt Zhang.

"I didn't look down on our house at the beginning, take a look, now I'm getting retribution!" Aunt Zhang said, hurrying out again, such a big news, you have to walk around, stop by, everyone chatted together.

Feng family.

"Why are you crying?" Feng Dafeng looked at Feng's mother looking like she was dying, patted the table, and stood up sternly, "Is our Feng family dead?"

Mother Feng was scared.

"Eat!" Feng Dafeng picked up the bowl and said nothing.

Mother Feng did not dare to make a sound, silently wiping away tears.

"Mom, sit down first and take it easy." Feng Qiaolan comforted her and stepped forward to support Feng's mother. She didn't think there was anything, but now she was full of sadness by Feng's mother's emotions, and she looked at the door inadvertently.

At first glance, it didn't seem to matter. When he was about to withdraw his gaze, Ji Huai's figure suddenly appeared. He was standing at the door with a basket on his back. He untied it and smiled at her, "I'm back."