1979: Literary Master, Starting from the Return of Educated Youth

Chapter 48 Huge sum of money in hand!

Bai Baoshan...a ruthless gangster who was feared by everyone in the 1990s.

Killing citizens, killing cellmates, killing accomplices...he did all kinds of evil.

The person I knocked down with a brick turned out to be this demon?
Xu Yuexin gasped, feeling lucky that he had thrown the brick accurately and hard enough.

"Master, the criminal named Ma Cheng has woken up, but he can't move his hands and feet. He has become paralyzed."

"When I tried him for the first time, he confessed everything and even reported several crimes that Bai Baoshan had missed."

"Where's Bai Baoshan?"

"I called him but he didn't respond. I opened his eyelids and saw that his pupils were dilated..."

……

After a while, the interrogating police officer reported to the older policeman, and Xu Yuexin heard the conversation clearly.

A generation of fierce gangster... was ended prematurely by himself?

Xu Yuexin said with emotion.

The older policeman came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Good job, comrade. You took out two extremely vicious criminals in one go."

"Be careful when walking at night next time, and try to avoid encountering such dangers."

……

After leaving the police station, Xu Yuexin was still immersed in his memories.

After sending Chen Qiaoqiao home, Xu Yuexin rode his bike back to the faculty building in Wudaokou. After entering the house, he went straight to the bedroom and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

When he woke up, the sun was shining brightly outside the window.

Xu Yuexin climbed out of the bed with great effort, feeling exhausted all over and his muscles ached. He felt even more tired than when he was harvesting crops in the countryside.

Excessive secretion of adrenaline.

Xu Yuexin sighed.

When he recalled the details of his encounter with the two gangsters last night, he found that he was completely unable to reconstruct it. He only remembered that they rushed towards him with weapons and he hit them with bricks.

After much thought, he decided not to tell his parents about this so as not to worry them.

After washing up, Xu Yuexin walked to the bedroom which was brightly lit by sunlight, stretched comfortably, and felt that a lot of the aches and pains in his body were relieved.

On the table were Wu Yan's steamed buns and a poached egg.

"Bring me the plate after dinner."

Wu Yan heard the noise and said in the kitchen, washing the lunch dishes, "You had a hard time taking exams in the past few days, so relax these two days."

"Mom, Qiaoqiao and I have agreed that our two families will meet at Donglaishun tomorrow to set the wedding date."

Xu Yuexin sat down and started eating steamed buns, shouting to the kitchen.

Wu Yan was shocked when she heard this. She put the dishes into the sink, wiped her hands and ran out of the kitchen: "Have you two agreed? Okay."

"Once the wedding date is set, we will get married, and then we can have children later."

Want a child? Are you sure it can go that fast?

Sometimes, Xu Yuexin would feel amused and helpless at the leap in thinking of his parents’ generation.

"Mom, what are you thinking? Qiaoqiao is still in school, how can she have a baby?"

Xu Yuexin reminded helplessly.

"Oh, anyway, it's a good thing for the two families to meet."

Wu Yan realized that she had not thought it through, and quickly said, "I'll talk to your dad when he gets home tonight."

After breakfast, Xu Yuexin took the dishes to the kitchen and then went to the post office to see if there was any mail for him.

Since the reprint of "The Wreath Under the Mountain" was launched, Xu Yuexin went to the post office every day, except for the three days of the college entrance examination, to check whether the royalties had been sent. The post office was extremely busy in the morning. When Xu Yuexin arrived, all the staff were busy sorting the mail.

When he heard that he was looking for letters, one of the employees pointed to a pile of letters nearby and asked him to look among them.

Xu Yuexin searched through the pile of letters for a long time and finally found a letter of his own, sent by People's Literature.

Xu Yuexin handed the letter to the staff, and after registering it, he opened the envelope and saw a letter and a remittance slip fall out of it.

"Comrade Xu Yuexin, hello. Your book "The Wreath Under the Mountain" has started to be reprinted. Now I will remit you the royalties calculated according to the number of copies as agreed: 1800 yuan (in capital letters: one thousand eight hundred yuan), please check it."

Royalties received!

Xu Yuexin was cheering in his heart. After collecting the letter, he handed the remittance slip to the post office staff and withdrew the cash.

In those days, the Postal Savings Bank had not yet been separated out, and the post office also served the functions of a bank.

The impact brought about is that even in later generations, the Postal Savings Bank still has the most outlets in the country, more than twice that of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. Because wherever there is a country, there must be a post office.

180 bright and clear big unity notes were handed to Xu Yuexin, who counted them, put all the money into the envelopes, and walked out of the post office in a happy mood.

The sun was shining brightly on the street, and flocks of sparrows were standing on the electric wires, with a few of them jumping happily from time to time.

The sky was as blue as if it had just been washed, and there were very few clouds.

In such a beautiful scenery, even the noisy cicadas in the past did not sound so harsh.

"Today, the people are really, really happy..."

Xu Yuexin hummed a song happily. After returning home, he put the 1800 yuan on the table and counted it together with his previous savings.

After receiving the royalties for "The Shepherd" last time, Xu Yuexin had a total of 1213 yuan in savings.

He has been reviewing at home during this period and has not spent much money. The only big expense was the big dinner at Xinqiao Hotel last night.

The royalties he received today more than doubled his savings, approaching the 3000 yuan mark!
At this rate, there's hope of buying a house!

After counting the money, Xu Yuexin thought excitedly.

At the same time, a new question came to his mind.

How to preserve the value of money?
Since the late 70s, the country's economy has entered a stage of rapid development, and social price levels have risen accordingly.

3000 yuan this year will not be 3000 yuan next year, and even if you deposit it in the bank, it will not be able to keep up with inflation.

Don't even think about stocks. The Shanghai Stock Exchange is still a field. You had to wait until 1988 to arbitrage by taking advantage of the price difference of treasury bonds.

……

Xu Yuexin thought about it for a long time and finally came up with a solution.

Buy gold!
In October 1979, the state decided to adjust the gold purchase price for the first time, raising it from 10 yuan per tael to 262.5 yuan per tael, an increase of nearly 390.625%!

If all 3000 yuan is converted into gold, the net profit is 1500 yuan!

When it comes to preserving and appreciating value, nothing can compare to gold as a symbol of wealth in today's era.

The only difficulty is that private purchases of gold are not currently allowed, not even gold jewelry.

The solution Xu Yuexin came up with was to go to gold-producing areas and buy it from the locals.

At present, the country's gold industry is developing rapidly and people are encouraged to pan for gold. After villagers in some places find gold sand, they will sell most of it to the state and sell a small part privately.

As long as you spread your purchases out and don't buy too much in one place, no one will notice.

Xu Yuexin pondered and decided to pay attention to gold-related news in the future and grasp the information of the main gold producing areas in the north.

Of course, there is no need to rush. It is still early in October and I have three full months to do this.

After formulating the gold purchasing plan, Xu Yuexin closed his eyes and took a short rest at the table.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, opened the drawer, took out the manuscript paper, and spread it out on the table.

Start typing!
(End of this chapter)