The Beginning of the World: Going to the Countryside as an Educated Youth

Zhao Dongchuan didn't feel any change when wearing the glasses, just like wearing a pair of ordinary glasses. Zhao Dongchuan was a little nervous.

He slowly walked out of the corner, walked back, and came to the dormitory gatehouse. Just as he was about to go in, the old gatekeeper called him.

"Young man, who are you looking for? Come over and register." The old man looked at him with a strange expression.

"Uncle, I'm looking for Zhao Dongchuan. I'm his friend. Is he here?" Zhao Dongchuan asked.

"Oh, you are looking for Xiao Zhao. What a coincidence, he just went out. Come again next time." Zhao Dongchuan suppressed his inner excitement and deliberately walked back and forth in front of the old man at the door, making the old man look at him strangely.

"Oh, is that so? I'll go back first and come again next time." Zhao Dongchuan said and pretended to be disappointed and left.

It was still that corner, and Zhao Dongchuan was very excited.

Holy shit, that’s awesome!!!

This is simply amazing. It is indeed a product of the system. It is so fucking unreasonable.

At this moment, Zhao Dongchuan was as excited as a child who got a new toy.

Zhao Dongchuan took off his glasses and put them back in his pocket, then walked back to the dormitory.

When he arrived at the dormitory gate, the old man called him and said, "Xiao Zhao, a friend of yours just came to see you, but he went back when you were not here."

"Okay, I understand, thank you."

Zhao Dongchuan returned to the dormitory, closed the door, and couldn't help laughing. This feeling was really interesting, just like the props in Doraemon's treasure bag, so magical.

Based on the function of the glasses and the space in the storage ring, he thought of a very safe way to make money.

That is long-distance trafficking. He can buy some rare items, such as electronic watches, tape recorders, and even televisions, put them in the space, and then give them to Cao Yuan and her daughter, and take them to sell them together. He will give them commission after the sale. It will take only a few days for him to earn the money.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dongchuan could no longer hold back his excitement. This was really killing two birds with one stone, as he not only made money but also completed the system task.

Delicious!!!

Zhao Dongchuan quickly started to act. First, he took out the large items that took up space and placed them in the dormitory to make room for the goods.

After packing up, Zhao Dongchuan left the dormitory building and rode his bicycle towards Jia Bing's home in Nanguan.

When they arrived at Jia Bing's house and entered the yard, the big black dog "Baron" no longer threatened him, but ran to him and rubbed Zhao Dongchuan's trouser legs. At this time, Zhao Dongchuan was also considered an "acquaintance" in its eyes.

"Teacher Jia?" Zhao Dongchuan called out.

"It's Xiao Zhao, please come in, please come in!" At this time, Teacher Jia's wife Shufen came out after hearing the voice.

"Old Jia has gone to attend a literary symposium in the provincial capital. It will probably take a few days for him to come back. What do you want to talk to him about?" Jia Bing's wife asked.

"Yes, I want to go out to collect inspiration for my creation. It may take me ten days or half a month to come back. I came to say hello to Teacher Jia." Zhao Dongchuan said.

"Oh, it's okay. You go. When Old Jia comes back, I'll tell him to be careful when he goes out." Jia Bing's wife reminded.

"Okay, thank you sister-in-law, I'll leave first." Zhao Dongchuan declined Jia Bing's wife's kindness in offering to keep him for dinner and said goodbye.

Zhao Dongchuan went straight to the ticket office of the train station and started queuing up to buy tickets. He waited for more than half an hour before it was his turn.

"Hello comrade, I want to buy a train ticket to Pengcheng today. Is there any?" Zhao Dongchuan said as he handed over his work ID.

The ticket seller looked at Zhao Dongchuan several times across the glass counter, comparing him to the photo on his work permit.

"Do you have a letter of introduction?" asked the ticket seller.

"Is it not enough to have a work permit?" Zhao Dongchuan was a little confused.

"It's best to have a letter of introduction!" The ticket seller glanced at Zhao Dongchuan meaningfully.

Zhao Dongchuan had an idea and took out a piece of blank manuscript paper from his pocket, took out the "Great Unity" and folded it inside, then handed it to the ticket seller.

"Comrade, can you take a look at it?"

The conductor looked at his work permit, then at the word "Great Unity" on the manuscript paper, and calmly put the banknotes into the drawer.

He counted the wooden boards full of bills and began to check.

"Do you want to buy a hard seat or a hard sleeper? The hard seats are sold out today, but the hard sleepers are still available but they are more expensive," the ticket seller said with a smile.

"Can I buy a sleeper?" Zhao Dongchuan asked curiously. (At this time, only cadres could buy sleeper tickets.)

"You can buy a sleeper berth with your work ID, it costs 20 yuan!" said the ticket seller with a smile.

On the one hand, Zhao Dongchuan was impressed by the power of banknotes, and on the other hand, he was also impressed by this train ticket.

In today's world where many people are so poor that they can't even get enough food to eat, spending twenty yuan to buy a train ticket is indeed a luxury.

"I want one, thank you!" Zhao Dongchuan bought it directly. As long as he could get the goods, this little money would be a drop in the bucket.

So the conductor took out a pre-printed ticket from a box, punched in the train number and date, filled in the berth information by hand, and a sleeper ticket was ready.

It was the first time for Zhao Dongchuan to buy a train ticket in this world. At this time, train tickets were still sold in a very primitive way, which made him feel a little novel.

I looked at the arrival time of the train, it was 8 o'clock in the evening, there were still a few hours before the train arrived. I thought there was nothing to do, so I went back to the dormitory to have dinner before coming back.

So Zhao Dongchuan returned to the dormitory, cooked, took a shower, and did a few more questions. Seeing that the time was almost up, he carried the package to conceal his identity and went to the train station.

They arrived at the train station and entered the waiting room. Although it was night, there were still quite a few people at the train station. Most of them were going to visit relatives in other places, carrying large and small bags. There were also some people dressed like cadres and some young people dressed decently. Zhao Dongchuan guessed that they were going on business or travel.

Zhao Dongchuan found an empty seat in the corner and sat down, waiting for the bus.

Soon the train time arrived, but the crowd did not react and Zhao Dongchuan did not hear the broadcast. It seemed that the train was delayed.

The train was delayed for more than an hour and arrived at around 1 o'clock.

Then the crowd began to surge and rushed towards the ticket gate in a panic.

After a "beach landing" with people sticking close to each other and feet bumping against each other, the waiting room gradually became quiet.

Zhao Dongchuan certainly did not participate in this battle, he just followed the crowd to the platform;

Compared with the crowded hard seat car, the sleeper car where Zhao Dongchuan was located seemed much more deserted. There were only a few people who looked like cadres, who got on the train together.

Zhao Dongchuan walked slowly. Pengcheng was the final stop and they were not traveling the same route.

He followed the berth number on the ticket and came to his berth. At this time, the lower berths on both sides were already occupied, all lying on the bed with their eyes closed to rest. One of the slightly fat men took off his shoes and leaned his feet against the outside, and a faint foul odor could be smelled.

When he was out, Zhao Dongchuan did not act pretentiously. After putting his bag away, he took off his shoes and climbed up to the upper bunk.

Perhaps hearing the noise, the man in the lower bunk opened his eyes, smiled at him, and continued to rest.

It was almost 10 o'clock in the evening and most people were resting. The carriage was relatively quiet with only a few people talking in low voices.

This train takes about three days to get to Pengcheng. The green trains are slow nowadays, so it's considered close if you can get home in one day.

Zhao Dongchuan lay on his bunk, without taking off his clothes, sleeping with his eyes closed and his arms folded.