Exciting 1979!

Chapter 59: Mr. Wei who can % take the sword with bare hands (please give me a monthly ticket and read on!)

Wei Ming has a Magic Watch in his left hand and a red light machine in his right hand. There is also a big Forever parked outside. He finally feels like a successful person of this era.

But it might also be that his frequent checks on his watch were too conspicuous, and a long-haired young man was following him.

Wei Ming always managed to cleverly avoid the other party's physical contact, but the other party was persistent. Wei Ming had no choice but to take out Biaozi's brass knuckles. Under the intimidation of Biaozi's eyes, which were red from not sleeping, the young man went downstairs in shame.

Wei Ming shook his head. There were so many unemployed young people in Yanjing City now, and people were restless. The social security was not optimistic. Fortunately, he had brought so much cash with him and was prepared in advance.

He rolled up his sleeves to cover his watch, walked around the third floor, didn't see anything he wanted to buy, so he went downstairs.

In the kitchen supplies area on the second floor, Wei Ming's eyes lit up.

"Excuse me, how much is this kimchi jar? ...Oh, five dollars."

Wei Ming saw a Sichuan pickle jar, the kind with a groove on top to drain water, and then an inverted bowl to seal the jar with water.

People in Hebei don't pay much attention to pickles, and they don't have jars for pickles. They usually use large jars to pickle pickles, which is simple and crude, but not to the taste of his mother Xu Shufen. She often talks to Wei Ming about the pickles from her hometown.

When I returned to my hometown in Sichuan and Chongqing in my previous life, my mother brought back a jar of pickles and would make some every winter.

For Wei Ming now, the price is not a problem, but he is worried that he will die before he gets home because he has to carry such a jar on a train, and then take a car or even a tractor.

"Let me take another look~" Wei Ming went to look somewhere else, and then he saw the man selling radios, and Zhu Lin.

In addition to the radio, there is of course the tape recorder which is very popular nowadays. Simply put, it is a radio that can play tapes. You can hear the songs coming from the machine before you even get close to it.

The song seems to be "Roses are blooming everywhere", which is the one that goes "Roses are blooming everywhere, youth, youth is everywhere..." It became popular again in recent years because of Teresa Teng's cover.

Of course, it doesn't mean that Teresa Teng has entered the mainland market. Formal channels dare not sell her music. In some places, people have been sentenced for selling Teresa Teng's tapes. However, it is possible for mainland singers to change their singing style and re-interpret her music to make it sound less decadent.

For example, this song is the first pop music stereo cassette recorded in New China by female singer Zhu Fengbo at the Guangzhou Pacific Audio and Video Company. To a certain extent, it can mark the beginning of the history of pop music in mainland China.

This cassette was released in May, and each cassette costs five or six yuan. It has only been released for more than four months, but the sales have exceeded 200 million, and the final sales volume was over 800 million. Behind the terrifying sales volume is the huge gap in the Chinese people's demand for entertainment life.

It can be said that the emergence of this kind of pop cover of old songs has greatly promoted the popularization of tape recorders in the mainland. Zhu Lin wanted to change his tape recorder in order to listen to these songs.

However, domestic manufacturers are unable to produce this thing these days, so it is basically imported, especially Sanyo brand, which is the most popular. There are also Toshiba and Hitachi, which are basically imported from Japan under the wind of "Sino-Japanese friendship".

Zhu Lin took a fancy to a "SANYO M-X250F" tape recorder and prepared to pay for it.

Seeing Wei Ming coming over, she nodded in a good mood and asked, "Have you bought the things?"

Wei Ming: "I've bought it. Are you interested?"

"Well, that's it," Zhu Lin said, "I'll go over and pay the bill first."

As soon as she left, Wei Ming concentrated on listening to music. As for buying one? He definitely wouldn't consider it now. The cheap ones cost more than one hundred yuan, and those over two hundred yuan were slightly lighter. He should save the money to improve the life of his whole family.

While listening to the song, Wei Ming suddenly heard Zhu Lin's anxious voice coming from the counter not far away.

"My wallet is missing!"

Wei Ming walked over and asked, "What happened to Comrade Zhu Lin?"

Zhu Lin's eyes turned red. He showed his backpack to Wei Ming. There was a neat cut on it and his wallet had been touched.

Wei Ming immediately thought of the long-haired young man he met upstairs before.

He asked, “How much money is in it?”

"Including yours, it's almost three hundred yuan, and there's my work ID." Zhu Lin tried hard not to cry.

She prepared some extra money in case Wei Ming didn't buy his own radio. In addition to the salary she had saved for several months, her parents also provided some help.

The salesperson also asked helpfully: "Can you recall if there is anyone suspicious?"

Zhu Lin thought for a moment and said, "It seems that there is a young man with long hair and a gray coat standing next to me."

As a guard of the North and a criminal nemesis, Wei Ming certainly felt obliged to do his job in this situation.

He first ran to the window and looked out from a distance. Fortunately, the guy had not gone far.

So he took off his radio and coat and threw them to Zhu Lin: "You follow behind, I'll go find that person first."

After saying that, Wei Ming ran out like a whirlwind. Zhu Lin only had time to shout "Be careful!"
A few hours ago, just after dawn, Zhu Lin began to prepare for today's meeting at her home in the Industrial College. Not only did she change into a beautiful dress and a shoulder bag, she also applied friendship cream.

It's not that she has any designs on an 18-year-old boy, it's just that she values him as a writer.

She admires such people. Although she is a medical worker, she was actually an art soldier earlier and had some artistic youth style.

More than half a month ago, she often heard the name Wei Ming from her colleague Mu Rong.

He wrote fairy tales and poems, and even submitted his works to "Harvest" which were published. It was simply outrageous.

At that time, Zhu Lin was a little skeptical, until Mu Rong placed three issues of Wenhui Daily and Peking University magazine, newspapers and periodicals printed with Wei Ming's works in front of her, Zhu Lin was certain that there were geniuses in the world.

So when Mu Rong asked about the radio, she readily agreed to the deal, as she had originally planned to put it in a trust store, and the time and place could be convenient for Wei Ming.

In fact, at the beginning she had set the price in her mind at 50 yuan, a little more than % off, just to make friends.

So we agreed to meet at nine o'clock, but she actually arrived at half past eight. She waited for not an hour, but an hour and a half, during which time she wanted to give up several times.

If it weren't for Wei Ming's talent and Mu Rong's comment that he was a spirited young man, she really wouldn't want to wait any longer.

She just wanted to see how good-looking she was to treat the agreement so lightly and make her wait for so long.

Then she saw that Wei Ming was even more handsome than she had expected, and he prepared an excuse that his tire was broken, but it didn't make her completely calm down. So Zhu Lin, who had originally wanted to sell it to him at a low price of fifty yuan, called out a price of seventy yuan, and the other party did not bargain, and was quite straightforward.

Afterwards, the two entered the department store together. Now Zhu Lin came out alone, and his evaluation of Wei Ming has long changed from "straightforward" to "an honest, kind and brave good man."

She saw Wei Ming running towards the west and was about to get his car, but then she remembered with regret that her ticket was also in her wallet, which was the receipt for picking up the car, but her shoes had heels, so she couldn't run fast.

At this time, she touched something and exclaimed, "Huh?" She found the ticket and keys in Wei Ming's coat.

So Zhu Lin decisively went to get Wei Ming's car, and then he saw the old antique-like Forever, without any coating, and Wei Ming was quite simple.

"This car is not yours, is it?"

"Yes, this belongs to my brother." Zhu Lin lied a little, and since he was good-looking, he got the bike easily, got on it and quickly chased after Wei Ming.

As a result, before they even got out of Wangfujing Street, the car slowed down. Zhu Lin stopped and took a look: "The tire is flat!"

Fortunately, there was a car repair shop nearby. She quickly pushed her car over and asked the mechanic to fix it first while she went to chase the person first.

"Wait a minute~" the master took out the inner tube swiftly, "Your tire is too broken, why don't you get a new one?"

"Ah?" Zhu Lin thought of Wei Ming's previous words, "Can I take a look at the front tire?"

The driver took a look and said, "Didn't you just change the tires in front? Why are you changing them? Is this your car?"

"This is my brother's car." Zhu Lin repeated the lie, feeling infinite regret in his heart.

It turned out that his tire really broke on the way, and he pushed the car all the way to the appointment. I actually had that attitude just now. I was really going too far!

The more Zhu Lin thought about it, the more she blamed herself. Then she remembered that she didn't have a penny on her, so she quickly ran away and said she would come back to pick up the car later.

Let’s go find someone first.

But Wei Ming had already disappeared. When passing by a police station, Zhu Lin decided to go in and ask. Unexpectedly, she asked the right person.

"Oh, yes. Just now, with the help of a caring citizen, our patrol comrades caught a man who was snatching bags with a knife. What's your name?"

"Zhu Lin."

"Which unit do you work in?"

"The Institute of Health of the Academy of Medical Sciences," Zhu Lin answered immediately, "There was about 310 yuan in it, and I used it to buy a tape recorder."

The answer was completely correct. The other party then asked Zhu Lin to identify the person who stole her bag. Yes, it was the long-haired guy!

But seeing the man's bruised face, it was obvious that he had been in a fierce fight. Zhu Lin tightly grasped Wei Ming's coat and asked worriedly, "You said that man was holding a knife, so what about that enthusiastic citizen? Is he okay?"

Police uncle: "Oh, he went to the hospital."

Zhu Lin: “What!”

(End of this chapter)