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

Zhao Dongchuan put all the other bicycles back into the storage ring, then knocked this bicycle upside down on the ground. He took out a small knife and rubbed it slowly with the back of the knife, grinding off some of the steel-stamped numbers on the frame, making them blurred.

Then Zhao Dongchuan took out the tools that had been prepared long ago from the space and made some subtle adjustments to the bicycle, making it different from the original one!

After working for a long time, I finally finished it.

"Hehe, now it's been modified so badly that even its mother can't recognize it!" Zhao Dongchuan said with a laugh and patted the bicycle.

Then Zhao Dongchuan put the broken bicycle and other small tools into the space.

Some of those tools were stolen from gangsters, and some were bought from stores in Yuanxi County. Every time he arrived at a place, he would go to the local stores to search for some things. Over time, the storage ring space was filled with a wide variety of things.

However, many things not only require tickets but are also not available. Of course, there are no such things. Some are not available for sale at all, such as guns and ammunition. These things cannot be obtained through normal channels, and he has no need for them for the time being.

After packing, Zhao Dongchuan carried his bag and walked towards the cultural center.

The office is still under get off work, and he has to go see how Jia Bing is reading the sample magazine.

On the way, Zhao Dongchuan found a place to take off his glasses and walked into the cultural center.

"Teacher Jia, how is it? Have you finished reading?" Zhao Dongchuan asked puzzledly when he saw Jia Bing still holding the magazine in his hand and reading it.

"Well, I have finished reading the serialized part of your "Yellow Earth". I am now reading the other parts. This time's magazine has many more interesting articles and poems. Take a look!" Jia Bing handed the magazine to Zhao Dongchuan and showed it to him.

Zhao Dongchuan took the journal and slowly began to read it in the direction Jia Bing pointed!

Well, it’s quite interesting that the article published in this journal actually contains some explicit descriptions.

There are also more verses in poetry that describe vague love.

Through these phenomena, Zhao Dongchuan clearly felt that there seemed to be some loosening in the review.

This is a good sign, indicating that the wind that has been blowing for almost ten years is about to stop.

"Hahaha, this is really interesting, Teacher Jia, let's celebrate this today!"

"Yes, yes, we should celebrate. By the way, we have been so busy reading that we haven't reported to the director yet! Let's go find the director!" Jia Bing clapped his hands happily.

Zhao Dongchuan had no objection to this.

The two then went to the director's office and met Director Wang, who was packing his bag and getting ready to leave work.

"From the looks of you, is this a happy event?"

Director Wang looked at Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing who came in with a smile.

"The curator is really good at predicting things. There is indeed good news. Today, the sample issue of the magazine was sent over. Xiao Zhao's novel has been published. Here, take a look!"

Director Wang put down the bag in his hand, took the magazine and started to read it.

"Yes, very good, Xiao Zhao. The serialization of your novel is not only an honor for you personally, but also an honor for our cultural center. It has made great contributions to the cultural cause of our Huangyuan area! I will report to the Cultural Bureau tomorrow and recommend credit for you!" Director Wang patted Xiao Zhao on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"That's right, I think we should hold a celebration party for the successful publication of Xiao Zhao's novel!" Jia Bing suggested.

"There's no need to make such a fuss. I'll invite Director Wang and Teacher Jia to a restaurant for a simple meal as a celebration. Director Wang and Teacher Jia, please give me some face!" said Zhao Dongchuan.

"You have done a great job for our cultural center, so why should we ask you to treat us? Well, I will treat you. Let's go!"

Director Wang said this without caring whether the two agreed or not. He just picked up his bag and left, motioning for the two to follow him.

Zhao Dongchuan and Jia Bing looked at each other helplessly, then quickly followed.

Then, the three of them, led by Director Wang, came to a state-owned hotel called "Apricot Blossom Rain".

"You are in for a treat today. The chef of this restaurant is a genuine descendant of the imperial kitchen!" Director Wang said as he entered the restaurant.

"Please!"

A waiter dressed like a waiter came forward and greeted them.

Zhao Dongchuan didn't expect that feudal dregs were still preserved here!

How interesting!

Zhao Dongchuan didn't say anything, and followed the curator upstairs silently.

Then the three of them sat down!

"Three distinguished guests, here is the menu, please take a look!" The waiter stood aside and waited patiently.

“Although this is a state-owned restaurant, the actual management is unique. The staff are all dressed in old-fashioned clothes and their service attitude is very good.

It's just that the food here is quite expensive, and I rarely come here. Let's order first!" Director Wang explained patiently.

The curator ordered a duck in soy sauce, Jia Bing ordered a meat and potato stew, and seeing that both of them ordered meat, Zhao Dongchuan ordered a seaweed egg drop soup.

He also ordered two plates of white flour steamed buns and a bottle of Xifeng wine.

"That's enough, that's enough, no need to order anymore, order more if it's not enough!" Zhao Dongchuan saw that the director wanted to continue ordering dishes and hurriedly stopped him.

Director Wang nodded, stopped ordering, and returned the menu to the waiter.

The three of them chatted for a while, and soon the food and wine were served.

Zhao Dongchuan opened the bottle and poured a glass of wine for the curator, Jia Bing and himself.

"First of all, let's have a toast to the successful publication of Xiao Zhao's new work, Yellow Earth!" Director Wang said, holding up his glass.

"Dry!"

"Dry!"

The three of them drank up their glasses of wine!

Began to eat!

While eating and drinking, the three of them chatted about everything, sometimes about Zhao Dongchuan's novels, sometimes about Jia Bing's poems. Director Wang also talked about the hard times when he lived in the "cowshed".

Finally, we couldn't help but talk about this trend that has been going on for nearly ten years, and everyone unconsciously lowered their voices when talking about this.

"It seems like the trend has changed recently!" Jia Bing said in a low voice.

"Yes, the attitude of the higher-ups has been a bit subtle recently!" Director Wang said with a frown.

Zhao Dongchuan nodded secretly and echoed: "It seems that there are some changes, and they are good changes!"

After a few words, the three of them stopped talking about it and started talking about other things. After all, walls have ears, so the less you say, the better!

Both the host and the guests had a great time, and soon Jia Bing and Director Wang got a little drunk. Seeing that the food was not enough, Zhao Dongchuan added two more dishes!

Near the end, Zhao Dongchuan saw the two men talking about this with red faces, so he found an excuse to pay the bill.

"Xiao Zhao, have you paid the bill?" Director Wang asked Zhao Dongchuan who had returned.

"As for you, I told you that I'm treating you, so you young people should save more money to get married!" He took out 30 yuan and handed it to Xiao Zhao.

Zhao Dongchuan naturally didn't want it and refused to take it!

The scene was just like stuffing red envelopes during the Chinese New Year. After a lot of tugging and struggling, Zhao Dongchuan finally didn't take it.