Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

The next morning, Xu Damao came over and gave the money. Chang Zhengyang didn't ask for more. The two pieces weighed more than six pounds, so he only asked for three yuan.

We have been neighbors for more than ten years, so you can't calculate according to the price of the pigeon market, otherwise people will say that you are not a decent person.

May quietly left and time came to June. The weather gradually became warmer. Due to the increase in rainfall, there was a lot less dust in Yanjing this season. Yanjing was already a land of lush grass and singing birds, and everyone's face was filled with smiles.

In recent month, the health-preserving old turtle soup has quietly become popular among some middle-aged and elderly groups in Yanjing. Everyone who has drunk the soup says it is good.

"Comrade Chang is here!"

At 4:30 in the morning in mid-June, when the sky was already light, Chang Zhengyang, carrying a backpack, appeared in the Pigeon Market and was surrounded by people who had been waiting there.

"Comrade Chang, give me an old turtle."

Chang Zhengyang slowly put down the backpack and began to skillfully take out an old turtle and a paper bag wrapped in newspaper.

"Seven dollars and a half!"

The middle-aged man who received the old turtle didn't waste any words. He took out seven yuan and fifty cents and handed it to Chang Zhengyang without hesitation, then left happily.

As for the old turtle, why wasn’t it weighed?

Comrade Chang always underestimates the weight and never overestimates it!

In less than ten minutes, Chang Zhengyang closed his stall. There was nothing he could do as the demand from the public was too strong!

This story started with the time when Chang Zhengyang sold two old turtles to Xu Damao. Chang Zhengyang felt that it would be difficult to get a good price by simply selling the old turtles. After all, there were many old turtles in the water these days. If he could catch them, so could others. He had to add some insurance.

Therefore, Chang Zhengyang simply figured out a recipe for nourishing yin and replenishing yang that could be used with Lao Bie's, and sold them together.

At the beginning, he would buy old turtles and give them medicine bags. The buyers took them home and ate them for two days with doubt...

Anyway, since then, Chang Zhengyang's old turtles have been selling very well. Every time he comes to the pigeon market, they are sold out in a few minutes.

As for the problem of the prescription being stolen, it is possible, but not very likely. Chang Zhengyang believes that it is impossible for someone in Yanjing City who has the ability to crack the anti-theft measures in his prescription to steal his prescription.

Because when you reach this level, if you can steal other people's recipes, they can also steal your recipes. If you don't follow this tacit understanding, then you won't be able to do business in this industry.

As usual, 20 kilograms of corn flour first. Oops, someone is selling eggs today. If you are slow, they will be gone.

Chang Zhengyang carefully placed the fifteen eggs and left Pigeon City contentedly.

Passing by the steamed bun shop at the entrance of the alley, I bought twenty big meat buns with scallion and meat filling.

The meat fillings of these meat buns are all chopped into small pieces, not the kind that is grinded with a meat grinder. The chopped meat fillings have a rich soup, and your mouth will be filled with oil after one bite, making you want to eat more.

Meat buns are easy to buy this year, but I’m afraid that next year or the year after, you won’t be able to buy them even if you have money!

Chang Zhengyang took a bite of the meat bun and sighed inwardly.

Tonight, I'm going to the ghost market. I've been going to Yulong Mountain every day recently, so I want to see if there are any interesting things in the ghost market.

Chang Zhengyang counted his assets and found more than 2,000 yuan in cash, more than 100 kilograms of national grain coupons, more than 400 kilograms of Yanjing grain coupons, as well as other cloth coupons, sugar coupons, oil coupons, and various other bills.

When you calculate it this way, I made a lot of money this month, but it was also hard-earned money!

Let’s go to the ghost market tonight, what should I buy?

As Chang Zhengyang walked back, he was thinking about what was missing at home.

There are two bicycles, one for my dad and one for my mom. He doesn’t need it and doesn’t want to buy another one. He can’t even run as fast as he rides one, and it makes a lot of noise when riding. It’s not convenient to go out to do things at night. This one passes!

The family had a sewing machine, a radio, a watch, and even a phonograph. These days, most people coveted the three-turn and one-tone equipment, but the Chang family already had them.

Having a capable father, he, as a son, doesn't have many opportunities to show his abilities!

Chang Zhengyang finished the rest of the bun in one bite and shook his head helplessly.

My father Chang Baichuan is a famous carpenter in Yanjing City. Don’t be fooled by the fact that he stays at home all day and looks like a vagrant. That’s because he never does low-end work, but only high-end work.

Apart from anything else, the fact that he was hired as a consultant by the Palace Museum and was given the title of expert shows that his father's level is not to be underestimated.

Otherwise, how would a carpenter like him get the money to buy a yard and build a house?

Not only that, the house was fully equipped with everything, and Chang Zhengyang had no idea how much wealth his father had.

Anyway, judging from his mother's Bolshevik ways, it's impossible to raise a person like that without some family background.

Or, how about buying a refrigerator?

Uh, this one is a bit too flashy. It's not that he can't afford it, it's too expensive. A Snow Flower brand refrigerator costs 1400 yuan. My goodness, if he really buys it, let alone Nanluoguxiang, I'm afraid that within three days, the whole city will know his name, Chang Zhengyang.

It’s okay to be famous, but not in this way!

Chang Zhengyang quickly dismissed this ridiculous idea and decided to go home and have breakfast.

"Zhengyang, the college entrance examination is only one month away. Have you decided which school to apply to?"

Unlike the 21st century, the college entrance examination dates these days are generally scheduled for mid-July, which is too inhumane.

It’s mid-July!

It was the hottest season of the year. There was no air conditioning or even electric fans in the classrooms. Students took the college entrance examination in sweat, which was really painful.

In fact, it’s not that the country doesn’t know about it. It’s mainly because June is the time to harvest summer grain. Grain is more important than anything else in those days, and schools have a half-month wheat harvest holiday. This situation continued until the 1980s when it gradually decreased and basically disappeared after the 1990s.

Of course, the wheat harvest holiday is a holiday exclusive to primary and secondary schools in towns and villages, and is not available in primary and secondary schools in cities.

In short, the extremely tense and sweaty college entrance examination in the stuffy classroom during the dog days of summer has become an unforgettable memory for generations of students.

In the Chang family kitchen, Guo Huiying took a bite of the big meat bun her son brought back. She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly became concerned about her son's aspirations for the college entrance examination.

The whole family's eyes immediately turned to Chang Zhengyang.

His mother is really careless. Her son has the college entrance examination in a month and she only remembers to care about this matter now.

Is this the case for all artists?

"Well, I plan to apply for the biology major at Yenching Medical College."

Guo Huiying was surprised when she heard this: "You want to apply to Yenching Medical College? Hey, why don't you apply to our school? The biology major at Yenching Medical College is very difficult to get into. As the child of a faculty member, the school has policies to support you."

My dear mother, how much do you not trust your son?