Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

On the third day, Wan Feng went to Li Changhe's house in Dalinzi by himself, mainly to thank Li Changhe for protecting his younger siblings, and of course the excuse was to visit Li Changhe's father.

Wan Feng spent tens of dollars with heavy gifts, and had a light meal at Li Changhe's house at noon and drank a lot of wine.

After eating, he came back like a cloud and a fog, and when he got home, he lay down on the kang and fell asleep.

Luan Feng has gained a lot in the past few days, and learned to steam steamed buns to make noodle soup.

It's just that she couldn't grasp how much flour alkali to use, and the steamed buns had a lot of yellow spots.

The mother almost turned the steamed buns made by Luan Feng into tributes to the imperial palace in the early years, and turned a blind eye to the fact that the alkali was too high.

"This is too strong!" Wan Feng couldn't stand his mother's blind bragging, so he couldn't help telling the truth about the steamed buns.

"Who said the alkali is too strong? It's better than my steaming."

Isn't this nonsense, can you hear it, mom, are you a principle and standpoint?

Wan Feng peeled off the yellow spots on the steamed buns, and specially ate the non-yellow spots.

While eating, Luan Feng secretly scratched Wan Feng's feet.

Wan Feng watched Luan Feng eating steamed buns with the hand that scratched the soles of his feet. He deliberately didn't remind her that he hadn't washed his feet for several days.

quack!

The two stayed at home for five days, and they were about to leave on the sixth day. Counting the three days they were on the road when they came, it had been ten days since they left Wa.

This time Wan Feng's mother and father sent a long way,

It was only after reaching the border of Dalinzi that we reluctantly waved goodbye.

I got on the bus at 6 o'clock in the morning and went to Wuxian Bus Station, took the bus to Longzhen at 8 o'clock, and got on the train non-stop when I arrived in Longzhen.

They were still in Team 42 in the morning, and they were already on the train to Harbin after three o'clock in the afternoon.

The next morning they got off the train at Harbin station.

This train was a bit late. It was supposed to arrive at Habin Station around 6:30, but it was already past 7:00.

Although the temperature in mid-March has risen a lot, it is still cold in the morning.

Habin's street has already passed the flow of people commuting to and from get off work, but there are still many people in a hurry.

Jiang Ming is in a hurry now, not only is he in a hurry, he doesn't even make breakfast in the morning.

At this time, he was pretending to be exercising in his own yard, and when he looked up, he saw a man and a woman approaching.

"Hold the grass! Why are you two here? I said why my right eyelid kept twitching this morning!"

"The right eye jumps disaster and the left eye jumps money, Uncle Jiang, what do you mean we two are the disaster stars?"

"I made a slip of the tongue when I was excited, so it should be a left eye twitch."

This saccade also shifts left and right?

"Come in, come in!" Jiang Ming invited Wan Feng and Luan Feng into the room.

"Where is Auntie?"

"I went to the morning market to sell clothes."

"Then why don't you go?"

"I'm now in charge of buying and selling high-tech stuff, not clothing and shoes."

This division of labor is quite clear.

The so-called high-tech products in Jiang Ming's mouth are electronic watches and tape recorders.

"Haven't you been to Hongya for a while?"

"Didn't you tell you and Luan Feng that you might not be at home in the first ten days of March? You told us that those who bought goods should not come in the first ten days of March if they bought electronic watches and tape recorders, so I didn't go."

It’s fine if you don’t go, if you go with your clothes and shoes, of course it’s fine, if you don’t have the electronic watch and recorder Wan Feng, who do you turn to?

"I'm going home. My mother wants to see what Luan Feng looks like. She is very worried that I will find a monster with a missing nose and eyes to go back."

Luan Feng rolled her eyes.

"I want to show her the scenery of Harbin when I pass by Harbin. So far, Red Cliff is the biggest city she has been to."

"Isn't that nonsense, Ha Bin has something to look at now, so are you going to rest first or go out for a stroll now?"

"Let's go out and have a look now. If it's really boring, we'll go back by car at night."

"Then let's go to the outside of the Tao first. If you don't visit the outside of the Tao in Habin, you won't have a comprehensive understanding of Habin's history."

Wan Feng had only passed through Ha Bin in his last life but never entered it, and his understanding of this famous northern city was not even on paper. Jiang Ming went wherever he said he wanted to go.

Jiang Ming locked the door and the three of them went to the street and got on the tram that went for an unknown number of ways.

"Habin used to have only two old districts, east and west, namely Daoli and Nangang. At that time, these two places were Maozi, which belonged to the most prosperous place in Habin. Because Daowai did not belong to Maozi's sphere of influence, our compatriots lived here, many of them lived here. National industries are born here..."

Outside the Tao, Jiang Ming told Wan Feng and Luan Feng about Ha Bin's history like a tour guide.

On the east side of the Middle East Railway, Chinese people live. Those immigrants from Dongshan and Beihe provinces in the east of the Guandong came to Daowai District, formerly known as Fujiadian, to join relatives and friends to invest and set up commercial stores. , and their minds were relatively open, which laid the ideological foundation for their later acceptance of Maozi art.

In the 1920s, the grown-up national capitalists bought land in the hinterland outside Daowai, moved the gorgeous western-style buildings opposite, and remodeled the buildings with traditional Chinese ornaments. As a result, a series of "Baroque" facade shapes appeared with auspicious Chinese patterns such as bats, pomegranates, golden toads, and peonies.

In later generations, this style was given the name "Chinese Baroque" by a little ghost scholar.

This is the history outside the Tao.

Wan Feng and Luan Feng saw a lot of Chinese and Western buildings with strong historical traces on Jingyu Street. Almost all the buildings on both sides of the avenue were this kind of low-rise buildings with a combination of Chinese and Western styles. Simple atmosphere.

For example, the Da Luo Xin Universal Store, which existed in 1920, now seems to be just a four-story building, but the sense of heaviness still makes people feel awe-inspiring.

There are also Purification Hospital, Central Asia Gold Bank and so on.

Finally came to Harbin's largest flea market at the time.

This market has become a historical term in the era of cutting tails. Since the educated youths returned to the city in 1979 and opened the rural market in the center, it has flourished again, and now it has formed a fairly good scale.

The collective name here is called the old objects trading market.

Here Wan Feng saw worn-out comic books, some enamel jars with the words "Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea" and "Send to the Countryside", some bones of unknown animals, and antiques of unknown authenticity.

Of course, there are also some new things here.

"I often sell electronic watches and tape recorders here, and I get something every day. It can be said that several peddlers have divided the goods from me." Jiang Ming said proudly.

As far as 1982 is concerned, this is indeed a place that is more suitable for doing business, and it is a place suitable for doing all kinds of business.

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