Rebirth of Siheyuan starts in the 1980s

"What, boss, you want to buy a musical instrument?"

"Yes, buy musical instruments."

After saying this, Cao Zhiqiang said to Yang An'an: "By the way, Lao Yang, you are familiar with this place. Where do you think the musical instruments are better, especially those that sell rare items, such as guitars?"

After listening to Cao Zhiqiang's words, Yang An'an thought for a while and said: "As for ordinary musical instruments, such as harmonicas, flutes, etc., they are sold in department stores.

But if it’s a rare musical instrument like you mentioned, especially a large musical instrument, such as an accordion, a piano, or a guitar like you mentioned, then I’m afraid you have to go to the Gongmei Building.”

"Yes, Gongmei Building." Cao Zhiqiang nodded.

That's right, when he was in college in Beijing in his previous life, he knew that the Gongmei Building also sold musical instruments, and he also visited it.

He remembered that the place where musical instruments were sold at that time seemed to be on the fifth floor of the Gongmei Building.

I didn’t know that in this time and space, Gongmei Building had already started selling musical instruments.

It seems that this Gongmei Building has a long history of selling musical instruments.

"Just go there!" Cao Zhiqiang said, "Go to Gongmei Building!"

"Okay!" Yang Ping'an smiled, put the towel on his shoulders, and kicked off three wheels.

"Lao Yang."

On the way, Cao Zhiqiang suddenly asked.

"Is there nothing going on at home recently? Are your mother, your brothers and sisters okay?"

"Thanks to you, everything is fine." Yang An'an said while pedaling the tricycle, "With the money you gave me, I bought medicine for my mother. I also collected the tuition fees for my younger brothers and sisters and paid them back.

They all got new clothes.

Everyone is happy, and so am I.”

Speaking of this, Yang An'an sighed: "Well, speaking of it, I can hardly remember how long it has been since our family was so happy."

Cao Zhiqiang was silent for a while, then sighed and said, "That's good. A neat family and a happy family are more important than anything else."

"Who says it's not?" Yang An'an sighed.

"By the way, Lao Yang, don't you think about your own affairs?" Cao Zhiqiang asked again, "For example, don't you think about finding a wife for yourself? You are not young anymore, it's time to think about it."

"I think about it, but I just dare to think about it." Yang An'an laughed at himself while pedaling a three-wheeler, "With a family like me, no money, and no serious work person, which girl dares to marry me?

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"That's not necessarily true." Cao Zhiqiang said, "Don't worry, Lao Yang, we are brothers. As long as you are determined to work with me, you will definitely get a wife in a short time, I said so."

"Then let me borrow your favor, boss." Yang Ping'an chuckled.

Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly and changed the subject: "By the way, you can go and ask around later to find out where there is a driving school that can teach you how to drive a car. Then you can sign up and learn to drive. Don't worry about the money. I will pay for it."

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"Learn to drive? Me?" Yang Ping'an was startled and couldn't help but turn around, "Boss, you, are you really going to let me learn to drive?"

"Nonsense." Cao Zhiqiang said, "You are my full-time driver, and the driver must act like a driver. You can't ride a three-wheeler for the rest of your life, right?

What, you don’t want to learn to drive?”

"Think, think!" Yang Ping'an nodded repeatedly.

Just kidding, who doesn’t want to learn to drive these days?

Once you learn to drive and can be a driver, it will be one of the best jobs in the year.

These days, car drivers are better than many leaders. Real high-tech talents are eager to get them everywhere.

If he learns to drive, he will have nothing to worry about in his life.

You're like Bangge. Even if he doesn't drive for ministries and commissions in the future, he will starve to death with just a driver's license and the skills to drive, and he will still be very popular.

It's just that the cost of learning to drive is very high for ordinary people. The annual tuition is 1,800 yuan, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

At least Yang Ping'an himself couldn't raise the money even if he was killed.

But if it was Cao Zhiqiang who paid for it, then there would be no problem.

Cao Zhiqiang now has enough money to buy a car, and it shouldn't be difficult to find connections. However, although Cao Zhiqiang can drive, he doesn't have a driver's license, so it's useless to buy a car. He can't drive on the road by himself.

Although these days, drivers in many places are driving without a license, so it is good to have a car to drive.

But this is the boundary of the capital, and everything must be followed, especially Cao Zhiqiang, who must follow the rules.

Because it is in his interest to follow the rules.

In fact, if Cao Zhiqiang wants to get a driver's license, there is a better and faster way, and that is to go through his work unit.

If you are learning to drive from a driver of a state-owned enterprise, you must first obtain the approval of the driver of the state-owned enterprise, and then write a letter directly to the traffic police department in the name of the state-owned enterprise and directly request someone to take the test. You can also take the test directly. If you pass the test, you can obtain a driver's license.

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In those days, Bangeng was to first learn to drive from someone in the department. When he was almost done, the ministry would then send a letter to the traffic police and ask Bangeng to take the test in the name of an employee of the ministry. That would be much simpler.

To put it bluntly, in this era, private individuals without an employer will suffer discrimination in all aspects, while those with an employer will be able to do everything conveniently.

"If you want to learn to drive, just ride your three-wheeler." Cao Zhiqiang laughed and scolded, "Why do you look back at me? Look at the road. What should I do if I hit a wall?"

Yang An'an chuckled: "Don't worry, I'm familiar with this place. I can't hit the wall even if I ride with my eyes closed!"

"That won't work. Hitting someone will be more troublesome." Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly, "Return and ride well. Especially after you learn to drive, you must pay more attention to traffic safety. I don't want a driver who drives dangerously all day long."

Yang An'an smiled, then turned his head and pedaled the tricycle with more energy: "Don't worry, boss, I know the rules best. If I really learn how to drive a car, I'm sure to drive it safely for you!"

As if he had been guaranteed to learn to drive, Yang Ping An's three-wheel speed this time was a little faster than before.

After a while, the two of them arrived at the Gongmei Building.

Cao Zhiqiang got out of the car and wanted Yang Anping to go with him, but Yang Anping refused, saying that he was not interested in those things, so he stayed to look at the car and smoke a cigarette.

He knew that Cao Zhiqiang didn't like people smoking, so he refrained from smoking in front of Cao Zhiqiang, but now he was so excited that he couldn't release the excitement in his heart unless he smoked.

In this case, Cao Zhiqiang did not force himself and went to Gongmei Building alone.

When I went in and asked people, I found that the place selling musical instruments was also on the fifth floor.

That's good, go straight to the fifth floor and keep walking!

When we arrived on the fifth floor, we saw someone selling musical instruments.

When I walked into a booth, I saw that there were many musical instruments, such as piano, organ, cello, accordion, etc.

I looked around again and found no guitar.

Seemingly seeing Cao Zhiqiang standing still, and his well-dressed appearance, he looked like a wealthy man, so the counter clerk came over and said, "Comrade, what do you want to buy?"

"Excuse me, do you have a guitar?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.

"Guitar?" The waiter frowned, "You mean, the kind of guitar in Hong Kong and Taiwan movies?"

"Yes, that's it." Cao Zhiqiang nodded.

The waiter shook his head: "Sorry, no."

"Then do you know where I can buy guitars?" Cao Zhiqiang asked, "Classical guitars, folk guitars, anything."

"Is this it?" the waiter thought for a moment, then shook his head again, "I don't have it here, let alone other places. Why don't you go to the department store and have a look?"

Cao Zhiqiang didn't believe in evil, so he went shopping in other places. After shopping around, he found that there were many musical instruments, but no guitars were sold.

Of course, not everything was lost. He bought two harmonicas, one accent harmonica and one polyphonic harmonica, both with 28 holes.

I bought the harmonica, but not the most important guitar, so I had no choice but to continue.

After that, he asked Lao Yang to take him to the department store.

But I walked around the department store and still couldn't find it.

However, the middle-aged salesperson selling musical instruments in the department store recommended that he go to Xinhua Bookstore.

Ever since, Cao Zhiqiang went to Xinhua Bookstore in Wangfujing.

As a result, this time, he really encountered it.

There are really guitars for sale here!

"I'll go!" Cao Zhiqiang was stunned when he saw the guitar hanging behind the counter, "Xinhua Bookstore sells guitars? This, this operation is quite confusing."

Seeing that the guitar he wanted was really there, Cao Zhiqiang quickly said to the female salesperson who was sitting aside reading a book: "Comrade, how much does that guitar cost?"

The female salesperson glanced back, then continued to come back and lowered her head to read, and said casually: "Ah, that's 58 yuan."

"How much?" Cao Zhiqiang was shocked.

"58 yuan." The female salesperson said calmly, "Don't be too expensive. This is a red cotton guitar, a brand-name product! And guitars are niche instruments. There are few people playing them and the output is small. The price is very suitable.

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Cao Zhiqiang blinked: "I'm not saying it's expensive, I'm saying, how can it be so cheap?"

"Huh?" The female salesperson then raised her head, glanced at Cao Zhiqiang, and smiled: "Oh, he is still a rich man."

Hearing the other party's somewhat mocking tone, Cao Zhiqiang realized that his words just now were suspected of being pretentious.

After coughing, Cao Zhiqiang said: "Is there any more expensive one? I want the most expensive one!"

"The most expensive one? Are you sure?" the waitress asked.

"Sure!" Cao Zhiqiang nodded, then took out ten ten-yuan bills and put them on the counter, "I'm not short of money, I just want the most expensive!"

The waitress put down the book in her hand and stood up reluctantly: "Wait!"

When the waitress left to get the most expensive guitar, Cao Zhiqiang lowered his head and happened to see the book the waitress was reading.

It didn't matter at first glance, it turned out to be a collection of poems, the book "The Farthest Distance in the World" that he had previously asked Writers Publishing House to publish.

Seeing this, Cao Zhiqiang didn't know how he felt, and he felt a bit dumbfounded.

Because he discovered that the waitress from before was obviously immersed in this book of poems, and she seemed to be unable to extricate herself.

But he was puzzled. How could she be so fascinated by a pamphlet with just fifty poems and no annotations because of the rush to publish it?

It’s not a martial arts novel. As for studying it word for word?

Soon, the waitress took a more exquisite-looking guitar and said, "This one is the most expensive. It's also a red cotton brand. It's 108 yuan. This is the one. Do you want it?"

"Why are they all of the same brand and similar in appearance, but this one is so much more expensive?" Cao Zhiqiang asked.

The waitress said lazily: "This one is the original product of Red Cotton, and the others are OEM products entrusted to other manufacturers. Different manufacturers have different prices."

"Then the quality of this original product can be better?" Cao Zhiqiang asked again.

"I don't know either." The waitress continued lazily, "I don't do this, I don't understand."

Cao Zhiqiang frowned and asked again: "Are you sure this one is the best?"

"I don't know if it's the best," the waitress said, "but it's definitely the most expensive."

Speaking of this, the waitress said impatiently: "Do you want to buy it or not? If not, don't waste my time!"

"Okay, that's it." Cao Zhiqiang said with a smile, "By the way, can I not need the industrial paper?"

"Okay." The waitress became more energetic now, nodded and smiled, "If you don't want an invoice, you don't need an industrial paper. In addition, you have to pay an extra five yuan."

"That's it." Cao Zhiqiang pointed out thirteen yuan again, plus the previous one hundred yuan and pushed it over, "I bought this piano!"

In this way, Cao Zhiqiang paid the money, and the other party handed the guitar directly to Cao Zhiqiang.

Yes, there is only one piano, and there is no bag or case. If you want to take it away, you have to carry the piano directly on your back.

Let’s just say that the original packaging was shipped in a pile, with at most some plastic foam and cartons added to prevent collisions, and there was no separate piano bag or box.

Not only that, the guitar strings are not wound up, so you have to go back and wind them yourself.

Fortunately, they gave me two sets of strings, which are matching original strings, so you don’t need to buy them separately, which is not bad.

However, just when Cao Zhiqiang put his guitar on his back and was about to leave, a young woman dressed in a fashionable style suddenly came across from him.

This woman has short, smart hair, a beige sweater, a dark brown woolen coat, black bell-bottom pants, and a pair of dark brown high heels. She looks quite fashionable.

She walked with a breeze, her expression was calm, she didn't care about the eyes of the people around her, she didn't flinch at all, and her whole body exuded a sense of nobility and arrogance.

Well, to put it bluntly, one has high self-confidence and a strong aura.

Generally speaking, if this kind of person is not pretending deliberately, then he or she comes from a better family background. This is what the saying goes.

If it was during this period, if this kind of person is not a mental patient, then he is most likely a child of a high-ranking cadre.

However, Cao Zhiqiang was not interested in such women, so he only glanced at her and passed by.

After the woman passed by Cao Zhiqiang, she hurried to the counter and said to the waiter in a hurry: "Waiter, where's the guitar? It's the original guitar from the Red Cotton Factory. Give it to me quickly. I'll bring the money."

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The waitress was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "Comrade, you are late, the guitar is sold."

"Sold?" The short-haired woman was stunned, "How could you sell it? Didn't I tell you to keep it for me?"

The waitress rolled her eyes and curled her lips: "This is not owned by your family. Just keep it if you say you want it? Why?"

"You!" the short-haired woman was furious, "What's your attitude? Is there anyone who can serve the people like you?"

"What's my attitude? What's your attitude?" the waitress said nonchalantly, "I serve the people, and the people must also be of high quality! Are you a high-quality people? It's not like that. Why do I think you look like this?

Where’s the female gangster?”

The short-haired woman gritted her teeth and took a deep breath: "What a sharp-toothed mouth! Let me tell you, I am from the military compound. Believe it or not, I am looking for your leader?"

"Ouch, I'm so scared!" The waitress was not frightened at all, she curled her lips and said, "What's wrong with the people from the military compound? I'm still from the cultural bureau compound!

At what age are you still doing this with me, thinking I'm scared?

Think it's still the past? Are you using the military compound to scare people?

Why, what's the matter with not being cleaned up enough?

Besides, I'm working seriously and I haven't done anything wrong. If you feel like it, just make trouble and see who's afraid of whom!"

"You!" The short-haired woman choked and was so angry that she couldn't speak, but she had no way to deal with the other party.

Yes, you have to say that in the 1960s and 1970s before the reform, the children of the military compound were still a bit intimidating.

But after the reform and opening up, the relevant departments carried out a lot of rectification of the military compound.

The result is that today's military compound is no longer able to scare ordinary people in old Peiping, especially the status of a formal employee of Xinhua Bookstore and a military compound brother is of no use at all.

On the contrary, if a short-haired woman really dares to bully others, she will definitely be the one to get the trouble in the end, because she is unreasonable after all.

Furthermore, at this time, there were only a few people who could work as salespersons in Xinhua Bookstore in Beijing without background, and those without background would not be able to get in at all.

In fact, this short-haired woman didn't do this on purpose. She was just anxious and said these words out of habit.

From this we can see that this is indeed a big boy.

However, just when the short-haired woman turned her head away from looking at the waitress, she was suddenly startled.

Because when she turned around, she happened to see Cao Zhiqiang walking out with a guitar on his back.

That guitar looked so familiar to her, it was the guitar she had taken a liking to before.

Seeing this, the short-haired woman didn't care about the waitress from Xinhua Bookstore. She stepped on her high heels and ran forward, shouting as she ran: "Comrade, comrade, that comrade carrying the guitar, please stay!"

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Hear this sound.

To be precise, it was after hearing the words "comrade carrying guitar" that Cao Zhiqiang suddenly realized that someone was calling him.

He paused, and as soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into a woman.

Subconsciously taking half a step back, Cao Zhiqiang looked at the woman who stopped in front of him, bent over and held her stomach while panting, and said: "Comrade, you called me?"

"Yes, it's me!" The short-haired woman took a few breaths, then straightened up, "I called you."

Cao Zhiqiang blinked: "Comrade, I don't know you. What's wrong with you?"

"That's right."

The short-haired woman pointed to the guitar that Cao Zhiqiang was carrying behind his back.

"I fell in love with this guitar first because I couldn't get enough money to get it. I went back to get it, and you bought it when I came back. Can you give it to me?"

When Cao Zhiqiang heard this, he laughed directly: "Hey, eldest sister, what you said is that if you like this thing of love, it belongs to you. I have to give it to you?

Such unreasonable rules are not easy to use in the capital today!

To put it another way, even if you liked it in advance and you didn’t buy it at the time, it doesn’t count as yours, right?

You can't just go up and tell someone when someone else buys something that I liked it first and you have to give it to me... What's the difference between this and grabbing it openly?"

The short-haired woman also seemed to feel that what she said was wrong, so she laughed dryly: "I'm sorry, I didn't speak well and said the wrong thing. I, I apologize, but, this is really what I have been attracted to for a long time. I really didn't

Lie to you.

Well, I remember this piano is 108 yuan. I, I can give you more money, okay?

I, I will give you 110 yuan, give it to me, okay?"

Cao Zhiqiang said calmly: "Sorry, I bought this piano for 113 yuan."

"Why are there so many?" the short-haired woman asked in surprise.

"That's all." Cao Zhiqiang smiled slightly.

"You were cheated!" the short-haired woman said angrily, "Let's go, I'll take you back to find the waiter. How can you deceive someone?"

"Forget it." Cao Zhiqiang shook his head. He didn't want to say that he didn't use the industrial paper. "I just think it's suitable. There's no need to look for it."

"How can this be ignored?" the short-haired woman continued angrily, "It's wrong to trick people, I'll seek justice for you!

Humph, that waiter knows how to bully the weak and avoid the strong, with her nostrils turned upward, I have long disliked her!"

After saying that, the short-haired woman was about to go back. Cao Zhiqiang was startled and quickly held her hand: "No, sister, don't go!"

"What are you doing?" The short-haired woman turned around and glared at Cao Zhiqiang.

Cao Zhiqiang quickly let go of his hand, and then opened his hands to show that it was an unintentional move: "No, sister, that's not the case. Don't hurt me!"

Speaking of this, Cao Zhiqiang looked around and found that someone had already paid attention to their place. He quickly whispered: "Sister, I didn't use the industrial coupons, so I paid more, so don't make things difficult for others."

The short-haired woman was stunned: "That's it, then I'll give you one hundred and twenty? Can you give it to me?"

Cao Zhiqiang smiled: "Of course not, this is not a matter of money, it is a matter of hobbies. Do you think I am short of money?"

Having said this, Cao Zhiqiang calmly raised his left hand, rolled up his sleeves and looked at his newly bought Shanghai brand watch worth 120 yuan.

Not to mention the 120-dollar watch, Cao Zhiqiang's current outfit is more expensive than the other party's outfit.

It's just that Cao Zhiqiang's outfits are darker in color, relatively conservative, not so sultry, but the materials are expensive.

As for the short-haired woman opposite, she was dressed in a relatively flamboyant style, but in terms of fabric, it was not as good as the clothes worn by Cao Zhiqiang.

Seeing Cao Zhiqiang's action and listening to the other party's words, the short-haired woman frowned: "We really can't discuss it? Can I add ten yuan?"

Cao Zhiqiang sighed and said: "Comrade, don't you hear that a gentleman does not take away what others like.

No matter if this is what you liked first, but I bought it first, and I don’t want to give it to you, so don’t bother with it.

This is not an out-of-print item, it’s just temporarily gone. If you wait a few months, there will always be new items coming.”

After saying that, Cao Zhiqiang turned around and left, not wanting to waste any more time talking to the other party.

"Wait a moment!"

Following the short-haired woman's voice, Cao Zhiqiang suddenly found that his sleeve was being grabbed by the other party.