59 years after its opening, people are still in Nanluoguxiang.

It was a small pheasant, but the three of them spent half an hour eating it, even finishing all the bones.

The old man drank a few glasses of water and not only did he not feel sleepy, but he became energetic after drinking the Longjing tea poured by Chen Feng. He sealed the remaining wine and continued his work on writing medical books.

Chen Hao poured all the chicken bones into the dog bowl.

Chen Li felt a little sleepy.

Chen Feng carried his sister back to the bedroom for a nap.

When I woke up after an hour's sleep, the little girl was still snoring with her belly heaving up and down.

First go to the old lady's room, take back her shuttlecock and place it on her belly.

Then I took the ticket and money and prepared to walk to Wangfujing Bicycle Shop to buy a tricycle.

"Brother, wherever you go, I'll go with you."

Chen Hao came over and said.

"It's so cold, why go out? Stay at home. If your little sister wakes up, take her to read comic books together." Chen Feng ordered.

Chen Feng was in good health and was not affected by the cold, but he could clearly feel that the weather, which had just warmed up, suddenly cooled down again, and a cold wind blew from the north.

I looked up at the sky and it was still sunny.

When passing by the supply and marketing cooperative, even from several meters away, you can hear Guo Chunhua and a few other aunts gathered together, gossiping loudly.

"You don't know, today the Xu family's wife went to ask Mr. Chen about his pulse, and was almost beaten by Chen Feng."

"That's not right. Didn't Chen Feng go up the mountain to hunt?"

"Um, Chunhua, how do you know Chen Feng is in bed?"

"Nonsense, Chen Feng went out on his bicycle this morning, either to hunt or to Tianjin."

"That's Chen Hao."

"Why did Chen Hao hit her?"

"What else could it be? Not being a good wife."

Why should a widow make things difficult for another widow!

Chen Feng shook his head.

Perhaps because they are of the same kind, Jia Zhang and Widow Meng inexplicably dislike each other.

First I went to the bicycle shop and bought a three-wheeled bicycle with the ticket and money.

"Comrade, how many people can this cart carry? How many loads can it carry? It won't collapse or break its chains, right?"

Chen Feng knocked on the car bar and found that it was solid.

The salesman was a middle-aged man. He smiled and replied, "Steel plants use this to pull steel ingots. Do you think it will break?"

"Don't worry, as long as it's not over a thousand pounds, there will be absolutely no problem."

Chen Feng was skeptical. Could this thing be of such good quality?

In fact, Chen Feng was worrying too much.

The bicycle materials of this era may not sound as high-end as the "aluminum alloy", "carbon fiber" and "titanium alloy" of later generations, but they definitely meet the characteristics of Eastern weapons - tough and resistant to weeds.

In two years, we will also develop a heavy-duty bicycle with a cargo capacity of up to 700 kilograms.

Important means of transportation like tricycles are made of the best steel.

I rode my bike to Jiaodaokou Police Station to apply for registration, and Tao Song happened to be training a group of young auxiliary police officers in the yard.

"Xiao Feng, did you change the car?"

"Take a break!"

Tao Song asked the auxiliary police officers to line up in the yard. He walked over to take a closer look and even sat on it to try it out.

"This new car is great, it's great for hauling goods and transporting people."

Chen Feng was speechless.

This can be called a new car, and it’s fucking pretty good?

"Uncle Tao, it's just a tricycle."

Tao Song stared at him and said unhappily, "Isn't the tricycle a new one?"

"But it's still a bicycle." Chen Feng argued.

"What's wrong with a bicycle? Do you want to drive a car?" Tao Song complained, "Do you know what kind of leaders are qualified to drive a car?"

“Department level!”

"A three-wheeled bicycle is already very good, you should be content with that!"

Tao Song's voice was a little loud, causing more than 30 auxiliary police officers to turn their heads and look at him at the same time.

This envious gaze was so overwhelming that even Chen Feng, who had a thick skin, felt a little overwhelmed, and a little proud.

Chen Feng doesn’t think much of tricycles, but in this era, this thing is indeed a good thing.

This bicycle, which can transport goods and people, is made of very strong steel.

In many communes you can’t buy it even if you want to.

"Uncle Tao, quickly arrange for someone to get me a certificate."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'll just try riding it for a while."

Tao Song was delighted to see the car, so he gave up his beloved three-wheeled motorcycle and rode his bicycle around the police station yard a few times, feeling very satisfied.

"Uncle Tao, that's not the case. You already have a three-wheeled motorcycle."

"You know shit!"

Tao Song stopped his bicycle and looked at the three-wheeled motorcycle parked in the yard. He smiled bitterly and said, "This thing is a gas guzzler. It's comfortable to drive, but when I apply for fuel, I have to beg for it every time."

"It's not like your car, you can use it however you want."

That’s right, even buses don’t use gasoline these days. Cars are expensive, and fuel is even more expensive.

If Tao Song wants to use a car, he has to look into fuel delivery.

If you are lucky, you can drive. If you are unlucky, you can only ride a bicycle.

Tao Song said to Xie Zhenyu: "Xiao Xie, you come to the training and take a look at Xiao Feng's new car."

"Okay, Chief Tao." Xie Zhenyu saluted.

Because we were all acquaintances, the process was very smooth and we were able to get the certificate in less than an hour.

When Chen Feng came out, he saw Xie Zhenyu standing next to the car.

"This fool!"

Tao Song shook his head and said, "I'll give you a bicycle after I get the application from the branch."

"Thank you, Director Tao." Xie Zhenyu said excitedly.

Chen Feng observed a three-second silence for Xie Zhenyu.

It’s not that Tao Song was exaggerating, but Xie Zhenyu was a employed public security officer and he couldn’t even afford a bicycle.

A second-hand bicycle is really not worth much considering his income!

After collecting the documents, I went to the street office to complete all the procedures.

Director Wang smiled and said, "Our subdistrict office wanted to apply for an extra tricycle to transport things, but we were unsuccessful. But you got a new one."

Chen Feng responded with a few words.

After completing all the formalities, he went to the street to do some shopping.

First, I bought more than 100 yuan worth of mid- to high-end cigarettes at Wangfujing Department Store, Supply and Marketing Cooperative, etc.

Luoyang City started printing and distributing tobacco coupons in the second half of 1959. The city has gathered resources from all over the country. It has not been implemented yet. Chen Feng doesn’t know when it will be implemented, but it will definitely be implemented.

(It is said that Shanghai implemented the cigarette ticket system in 1962, but some say it was in 1961. I cannot find the information in the city, so it is estimated that the time is about the same. Cigarette tickets are formulated according to the supply and demand situation in each place, just like soda coupons. When the soda supply is sufficient, they will be cancelled.)

All the cloth coupons were exchanged for cloth.

Also at the furniture store, I bought two long benches suitable for the tricycle and two small stools. The household benches were too high and not suitable for sitting in the tricycle.

I rode my bike home only after I finished shopping.

"Hey, Chen Feng, you got a new car."

"It's a new tricycle. It will be more convenient for you to go out on the street. You don't have to squeeze into the bus anymore."

"Ah, Chen Feng, you bought a new car."

Amid the exclamations of surprise, Chen Feng went from being embarrassed to being accustomed to it.

He really never thought that a three-wheeled bicycle would attract everyone's attention, as if a Bentley entered the village.