The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

On October 1st, the National Day, the whole of Yanjing is in a sea of ​​joy, and going to Tiananmen Square to watch the military parade has become everyone's first choice.

The world in 1981 was not peaceful. In January, the Soviet Union invaded Afghanistan and its hegemonic expansion reached its peak.

Yang Dongxu's remarks are like an inadvertent turning point in the times, which quietly changed China's foreign policy and attitude this year.

On September 4th, Big Brother, who seemed to smell something different, held a military division exercise code-named "Western-81". Show your muscles to NATO, deter Eastern European satellites, and scare your neighbor at the same time.

After U.S. President Ronald Reagan came to power, the U.S. policy toward the Soviet Union changed from relaxation to explicit confrontation, and the U.S. and NATO immediately launched targeted military exercises.

At the same time, the tension between China and the Soviet Union in the early 1980s made the relationship between China and the United States, which was originally in the honeymoon period, seem to be fueled a little more because of that turning point.

The confrontation of the Cold War and the threat from the north made China feel a huge crisis. So on September 14, 1981, the North China Military Exercise kicked off in Zhangjiakou, an important town outside the Great Wall. This was an exercise that invested the most troops and weapons in the history of the PLA at that time.

On September 19, after the military exercise in North China ended, more than 100,000 soldiers lined up in a uniform lineup of 53 square teams, accepting the simplicity of the Communist Party of China.

In this day when the whole world seems to be crowded with military exercises in September, the coming of the National Day makes Yanjing festive with seriousness, and the soldiers are extraordinarily excited from temperament to spirit, as if they are ready to rush to the front line to fight at any time.

Yang Dongxu was also very excited on the National Day, not just because he would not have to go to school to endure torture during the holidays. Rather, compared with the gentle diplomacy adopted by later generations for the sake of development, he prefers the Chinese who are poor but extremely stubborn in their bones.

Whether it was the "Self-Defense Counterattack" in the past two years or the North China military exercise this time, in short, although I am not as muscular and strong as you, if you dare to do it, just one word-do it.

At the same time, although the Chinese in this period still have the influence of the remnants of the era of great chaos, this is only internal anxiety, and they are absolutely united externally. They have no fear of war. If you dare to come over with a gun, I will dare to hold it. You'll be beaten to death with a stick.

The early morning in early October was a bit chilly, but Tiananmen Square had long been immersed in a sea of ​​people, and no one was seen spitting or littering.

Although people's awareness of hygiene in this era is generally not high, they are more conscious than those of later generations. If you spit or litter on Tiananmen Square, believe it or not, you don't need to show up with a red armband. Can hammer you to death?

Eight-year-old Yang Dongxu was supported by Zhou Yiren. Compared with Zhou Yiren in Yangjiacun, although Zhou Yiren still had a lot of white hair on his head at this time, he was full of energy, especially after the old man Xuan's conditioning, let him because of After the huge work pressure caused his emaciated body to gradually gain weight, he finally became as strong as he should be, and he could stand against Yang Dongxu effortlessly.

"Old man Xuan, why are you wearing Taoist robes again?" Before the military parade started, Yang Dongxu didn't need to sit on Zhou Yiren's neck, so Zhou Ya held his little hand, looking at old man Xuan who came with Wu Aibing with a puzzled expression on his face.

Since he moved out of the temple, although the old man Xuan's long hair has not been cut off the Taoist headband, he no longer wears Taoist robes, but ordinary coarse linen clothes, or the one that Yang Dongxu specially gave him during the Chinese New Year. Made-to-order Tang suits.

So today he put the Taoist robe on himself again, so that Yang Dongxu didn't know why he was going crazy again.

Faced with Yang Dongxu's question, if there is no one, old man Xuan will definitely give him a full set of education from speech to spirit, to physical/physical education on hands and feet. But when there were people, he basically ignored them without even raising his eyelids.

"Today is a big day, you have to wear formal clothes." Zhou Yiren patted Yang Dongxu's head with a kind smile, then nodded with a smile and greeted Old Man Xuan and Wu Aibing.

"Formal attire?" Yang Dongxu was speechless. After more than forty years of life, it was the first time he had heard of Taoist robes as formal attire. Besides, old man Xuan was a fake Taoist priest in every way except for the headband on his head. How could he wear Taoist robes? Wear it formally?

But my grandpa already said this about this issue, so I can only listen to it like this, otherwise I don’t know how many times I will be slapped on the buttocks.

When the exciting national anthem was played, the military parade began, and piles of uniform teams walked past Tiananmen Square. That kind of spirit and temperament made everyone who saw it feel proud of the strength of the motherland.

When the not tall man stood in the car and began to simplify the army, the hairs on Yang Dongxu's whole body stood on end in an instant. It was the first time in his two lifetimes that he was so close to this great man.

Not only the Chinese people, but even the whole world have to admire and admire the outstanding wisdom possessed by that already slightly old and short body.

"It would be great if I had a camera." Watching the car go away, the feeling of turbulent blood all over his body slowly disappeared. Yang Dongxu couldn't help but feel a little pity. If he had a camera in his hand to record this scene, it would definitely be a memory for a lifetime. .

"Grandpa, shall we come to watch the military parade every year?" Yang Dongxu got down from Zhou Yiren's neck, raised his head and looked innocently at his grandpa.

"Okay, okay, come every year." Seeing how powerful the motherland is, Zhou Yiren's eyes filled with tears, he raised his head and tried not to let the tears flow down, and kept patting Yang Dongxu's head with his hands.

The people next to him were also very excited. Compared with the excitement of everyone else, the expression on the face of the old man Xuan was a little complicated. He couldn't tell what it was like, but he seemed to have admiration and sadness.

After returning from Tiananmen Square, the whole family came to the Yang Family Banquet. Today, to celebrate the National Day, all the staff had a day off, so there were not many people in the Yang Family Banquet.

Zhou Ya took out the key from her pocket, and the group entered the yard through the back door. With old man Xuan around, everyone couldn't be hungry, so the delicious dishes were served on the table in a short while, and the family was very happy to eat.

After dinner, Wu Aibing went back to the store, and Yang Dongxu followed him. Although today was the first day of the National Day holiday, Zhou Yiren, who let himself go for half a day, would definitely go home to process the documents.

Zhou Ya took a list and started to take inventory of the warehouse, and at the same time checked the accounts of last month. Old man Xuan is not in the right mood today, he probably will go back to the big courtyard to drink, Yang Dongxu doesn't want to follow him for fear of being beaten, so Wu Aibing is the only choice.

"How's business going?" I went to watch the military parade, and it was noon, so there was no one in the store. Yang Dongxu, who was eating an apple, moved the bench to sit in front of a floor fan.

"It's pretty good, especially these fans are so easy to sell." Wu Aibing said with joy on his face.

Since Yang Dongxu gave the promise of a one-week replacement and a half-year warranty, the business in the store has improved instantly, and the tape recorders can be sold every day. After the arrival of the fan, the supply is in short supply. At this time, although the daily running account in the store is not as good as that of Yang Jiayan, it is definitely not a small number.

"Didn't you have a holiday promotion or something?" Yang Dongxu asked while gnawing on an apple.

"Promotion, what's that?" Wu Aibing stared in confusion.

"It's the holidays, let's give a discount and sell more things while everyone is happy."

"Everything sells well, why should there be a discount?" Wu Aibing was even more confused. In his impression, only things that could not be sold in the future, or things that were not good, would be discounted.

"Yeah, pretend I didn't say it." Yang Dongxu shrugged and stopped explaining.

Compared with the era of May 20, May 21, or November 01, November 11, etc., in later generations, it was not a festival that was forced into a festival and had two major sales promotions on the solar calendar and the lunar calendar. People in this era It's too simple.

Who says discounts are bad? Or things that are about to expire and can't be sold? Am I going to tell you that you make a lot more with a discount than without a discount? Anyway, these home appliances are sold under a monopoly right now, and there are only two stores in Dongcheng and Xicheng, so it doesn't matter whether they offer discounts or not.

"How about Dongzi?" Yang Dongxu asked casually. Since the last time he talked with Dongzi, he hadn't asked about it there. A few days ago, Yang Dongxu simply looked at the account book sent over there, and didn't intend to verify it carefully.

"It seems to be pretty good. He plans to build a small pool table manufacturing factory and ship the pool tables to other places to buy." Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu with some embarrassment. Obviously this is Yang Dongxu's idea to make money.

"Oh, Yanjing's billiard tables are flooded, and selling them outside can indeed make some money." Yang Dongxu nodded.

"Aren't you angry?" Wu Aibing looked at Yang Dongxu, as if wanting to see something from his gaze,

"Why are you angry? Don't say that I am no longer in the pool table business. Even if I do, won't other people be allowed to do it? We are in the clothing and home appliance business. Didn't the West City side also come to snatch it? Can I not Let them do it?" Yang Dongxu said indifferently.

After the era of great imitation of even aircraft carriers in the later generations, this small fish and shrimps in front of him are not worthy of Yang Dongxu's anger at all. If he is angry about this, he will be angry to death sooner or later.

Besides, whether it is a pool table or a clothing company, even Wu Aibing's store, he has no plans to continue to do so. At present, apart from the Yang Family Banquet, he has no intention of treating other businesses as a long-term business.

These things are all used by him to make quick money. Instead of making these businesses that anyone can imitate really bigger and stronger, it is better to charge two more antiques and buy a few more courtyard houses.

"By the way, Boss Hao received a letter. He will be here in two days and ask you to prepare a few more songs?" Wu Aibing carefully examined Yang Dongxu.

At first Yang Dongxu asked Hao Yifan to help sell songs, but he thought it was just nonsense. But who would have thought that a song written by an eight-year-old kid like Yang Dongxu would become a hit in Hong Kong and Taiwan.

"Oh, how's the manga going?" Yang Dongxu responded.

Compared to songs, he obviously values ​​comics more. Songs are just for the sake of gaining some fame and convenience for future plans. He doesn't think about making money from them. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more profitable to start a music company and make a few famous singers famous?

Now comics are the key, because only by using comics to open up the RB market, even if he can't do other things in RB in the future, the profits in the comics industry chain alone are enough for him to make a lot of money.

"I didn't say that."