Chapter 89: Cloud Shadow in December 1996
Cloud Shadow in December 1996
I was in a very good mood when I got the thick stacks of banknotes in the woven bag from my mother. The original plan was to use wool bills. Five hundred one-dollar bills came back.
Not only that, but she also returned three boxes of coins that were neatly wrapped in paper, which is what we usually call "steel shovels", 300 coins with a face value of one yuan, and 500 coins with a dime. Let me think about it for myself. use.
Holding the coin makes my heart beat faster. The heavy coin feels really solid. The most important thing is that the coin is obviously easier to store than the paper money that may be torn or burnt. My mother thought it more carefully. Our family of three can discuss how to "secondary issue" these coins in the opposite world.
Damaged banknotes and coins are illegal in this world, and I don't know if taking money to another world for circulation is a violation of relevant laws, but they do solve the current urgent needs of Shanghe Village.
After discussing with my father and my mother for two whole days, they also took the time to refer to some books, and finally decided to let me build the first "bank" in Shanghe Village.
Yes, Shanghe Village has no shops, no hospitals, no schools, but it will soon have its first "bank".
In our plan, the first bank has only two salesmen, who work five days a week and three hours a day. The main business is to save money, withdraw money, and exchange old coins for new ones that will be needed in the future.
To open a bank, the salesman must be literate. Next, I must do my best to popularize the most basic mathematical knowledge to the villagers. Only when everyone has the concept of numbers can the circulation of coins become possible and the bank can be meaningful. .
The bank pays the villagers' salaries according to "work points". After the villagers get the coins, they must also consume them. The establishment of three "shops" in the village is naturally arranged.
Stores will be arranged around the bank, one will sell rice, flour, and other fruits and vegetables that I have brought to Shimen; one will sell clothes, shoes, socks, and fabrics that I have brought to Shimen; the other will be a hardware grocery store, all tools Classes are bought at hardware grocers, needles, threads and even seasonings go to the grocer.
It is not enough to have a store alone. A store specializing in the acquisition and sale of local products is also being planned. The wild vegetables, wild fruits and valuable furs picked by the villagers can be sold there, and they can get banknotes and use them to buy other stores. Commodities, and slowly return the initiative to collect materials to the villagers, instead of "apportioning" as before, and then exchange their own vegetables for their native products.
The local product store not only collects the things from the villagers, but also resells them. The price is about 80 cents. The price is 1.20 cents. Anyone who wants to buy it can buy it. If no one buys it, I will move to another world to deal with it.
Our black-hearted family of three quarreled a lot when we talked about how to build a small market that could work, and even got angry and quarreled many times, but when it came to the price of recycled gold coins, we were rarely full of tacit understanding— - The price of gold coin recycling will be set at one dollar, which means that one gold coin in the opposite world can be exchanged for our one-dollar banknote or one-dollar coin. This is the "core cornerstone" of our entire "financial system", and try not to change it in the future. .
My father, a laid-off worker, and my mother, who started his own business before graduating from junior high school, never thought that they would help their son to prepare and build a small village in the barren hills of another world.
My dad and my mom wrote hundreds of pages of planning and precautions in thick notebooks. In order to think about the plan as thoroughly as possible, they often stayed in my greenhouse study late at night doing homework, sometimes in the morning and every day. It was on, I got up from the bed, my dad and my mom were still writing and drawing in front of the big table in the greenhouse with red eyes.
My dad's skinny face was tired and his hair was disheveled, but his eyes were bright and glowing.
At the end of the month, I was carrying two thick notebooks full of newspaper clippings and pictures on my back when I pushed the cart to transport things to the other world. I was very fortunate that I had a showdown with my parents early. Now they are my think tank, and they are also my best. With solid backing, I'm not alone in facing the opposite world.
After the mountain-like materials were put into storage, time resumed to flow again. The frigid wind in the mountains made me shudder. Beside me, within two minutes after its pleasant cry came out, my sister Ana also ran over, pushed her brother away and stuffed her big head into my arms.
Rubbing the smooth and thick manes of the two brothers and sisters is very warm. I think in fact, the family in the opposite world should have a big dog. The black-backed wolf dog is powerful and sensible. In the future, I can let it accompany me even if I am not at home. My parents relax.
When I entered the house, there was a rustling cold wind that wanted to come in. I was afraid that they would disturb Wang Jerry's sleep. I used my superpower to stabilize the surrounding air and prevent them from running around. Fortunately, my son slept sweetly with me. Awakened by my small movement, I went to the bathroom to take a shower and went to bed contentedly to sleep.
Two worlds, my dreams will not be blocked by the stone gate. In my dreams here, there will also be my parents, Liang Jiangbo, and my good friend Tian Xin, just like I am in that world. I will also dream that Wang Jerry is the same as the people in the village.
In the morning, I was woken up by my son to make breakfast, sorted out the manuscripts my parents had prepared for me, and organized a brief meeting with everyone in the village. The general content of the meeting is that the village will start preparing a series of functional buildings this month, including banks, food stores, clothing stores, grocery stores, photo studios, specialty shops, etc. They will be the core of the future operation of the entire village and require villagers. cooperate with me.
People in the village are full of energy when they hear that they are going to open a new construction site, and they will be paid if they work hard, and their life will be more enjoyable when they get paid.
The annual deity ceremony in Shanghe Village is coming again. I originally wanted to participate, but after weighing it, I decided not to go this year. This is for the people who brought it from Luhe Village. I am going to participate as a villager in Shanghe Village. The ceremony will cause unnecessary worries for some of the people brought back from Luhe Village, and I don't want to look for trouble.
Besides, there are a lot of things that need to be done this month, and I have no intention to accompany them to do any sacrifices. What I care about most is to try to implement all the things I want to do before the heavy snowfall.
At this time, my prestige in the village was at its peak, and the people newly brought back to the village had just been fed and clothed, and no one was in the mood to challenge my authority and compete for Master Kain's position as a person in this small village.
The cold wind whistling in the mountains is really cold, but every construction site is in full swing. The small carts are running on the gravel paths that are not even in the village. The warm breakfast and thick clothes make many villagers work. They were all sweaty, and some people took off their bulky jackets to facilitate their work.
I really like the serious look on their faces when they work. Even the famous slack in the village seldom slack off. They sweat like rain. When resting, they sit in a warm shelter wrapped in plastic sheets and light a bonfire to drink soup, occasionally chatting Laugh out loud.
You can feel their satisfaction with their current life from their tiny expressions. The bags of rice and white flour piled from the ground to the roof in the village warehouse have given them unparalleled confidence in life, even the children in the village who can just talk She was also laughing nonstop when she was being held by her sister when she visited the warehouse.
It is not only a ration that is enough for the whole village to eat for a whole year, but also a signal. This signal clearly tells everyone in the village that no one will go hungry next year, and according to the current situation, from now on No one will be hungry anymore.
When I go to various construction sites to use superpowers to fuse stones, I can intuitively feel the enthusiasm of the villagers for labor. They work hard to earn work points. When I go home with white rice and flour, I can see the faces of the elderly and children. of happiness and joy.
For many families, it doesn't matter what clothes they wear, seeing their newly-collared stone rice jars fill up day by day is enough to make people laugh from ear to ear.
Strong cloth, pliable cotton thread, sharp scissors and delicate sewing needles also sparkle in the villagers' rough hands.
I just held a few small classes in my spare time to teach you the simple methods and tips of using needle and thread to sew. All kinds of strange little things were created in the hands of the villagers. Although most of them are not beautiful, they are quite Practical, but some of the shapes are really weird. I couldn't help but take a lot of photos, ready to take them back and share them with my parents.
The first photo studio in the village was officially built in the middle of the month. A relatively attentive thirteen-year-old girl became the first "photographer" in the village. I spent more than ten days explaining to her the basic structure of the camera and the precautions for using it. She also taught her to develop photos. Although she was confused about the various words I explained to her, and did not know the complicated words, she used her good memory to accurately write down the order of various tasks. Now I'm really happy that the photos have been developed stably with my assistance.
The photo studio in this village is a room of about 20 square meters. It looks hemispherical from the outside. The large eggshell-shaped crystal curtain wall facing the sun makes the room extremely bright. The area facing the glass is dedicated to taking pictures. Several pieces of cloth are hung on the rod as the background. In addition to pure white and pure red, the photographic background also has several cloths with different colors that can be switched, which can be called "luxury".
There are several waiting seats on the side wall, and there are also small tables. There are pictures of villagers or landscape pictures on the wall, including the current life scene of Shanghe Village and many old appearances of Luhe Village. Many villagers burst into tears when they saw the photos wrapped in the crystal wall for the first time. Many of the people in the photos on the wall are no longer there. Even the familiar village is in ruins, and everyone can no longer go back. .
Behind the spacious room are two rooms of about 15 square meters, one is a prop room, which is used for the villagers to swing when taking pictures, and the other is a dark room for photographing, both with locks, and idlers are not allowed to enter.
The little girl who works as a photographer is from Shanghe Village and has never had a name. Her parents wanted me to give her a name in order to thank me for this job that everyone envied. Named "Julie".
Julie works in the photo studio for two days a week. During the working hours, there are five hours at noon when the light is relatively abundant, and there are three hours in the middle when the villagers rest at noon. Everyone can come here if they want to take pictures. On other days, she would carry stones like other villagers or go to the cafeteria to earn work points.
The photo studio has a very large fireplace, the whole room is very warm, and Julie will take a shower at home before work and put on her work clothes - a pink short pair with black boots and a light yellow turtleneck sweater. windbreaker.
Julie is not the first girl in the village to braid, but the first time she stood behind the mirror-like stone counter to entertain the villagers who wanted to take pictures, the unshaven middle-aged man in his thirties said hesitantly. Unfavorable.
"Uncle Rick, take a picture for three dollars apiece, and wash an extra piece, how many pictures do you want to take?" Julie asked kindly.
"One... one, we'll take one."
"Okay, 'family portrait' right?"
"Yes, yes, 'family'!" The man nodded again and again. This word is not in the Shanghe Village dialect, and the pronunciation is very awkward, but he knows that this is the meaning of all members of the family.
"Okay, three dollars." Julie took the pen and slowly scribbled a few numbers on the notebook, then extended three fingers.
Seeing Julie's gesture, the man carefully took out three dollar bills folded in half from his pocket and put them on the counter.
"Okay, stand there and get ready to take pictures." Julie gestured.
"Child's mother! Come here!" The man hurriedly greeted his wife and two children on the side, and the family rushed over.
"I'll take pictures of them first, you wait a moment." Julie nodded to the villagers in the queue behind, then hung the camera around her neck, found two chairs and instructed the man and his wife to sit on the chairs. The eldest son stood behind the couple and said "qie-zi" to the camera together.
"Crack!" After the crisp voice, Julie carefully checked it, took another photo for backup, and told the family who were still a little restrained to come and take the photo in four days, and the family of four left happily.
I was on the sidelines on her first day of work. I would remind her if there was anything she needed to pay attention to. She did a good job. Although almost the whole village crowded into the photo studio on the first day to watch the excitement, the order in the queue was pretty good. Yes, mainly because the people in the village are used to queuing for meals, getting paid, and queuing for changing things. Julie is orderly and I am very relieved.
Julie walked back to the front desk to continue collecting money and taking pictures.
She works in the photo studio on "Monday" and "Friday" every week, and the time in between is enough to develop the photos taken last time. If I seal the photos in the reinforced crystal plate, each photo can be transmitted to descendants.
What villagers get in the photo studio is not only a photo that can be placed at home, but also a frozen "time".
This girl can be regarded as the first "technical worker" in the village. Her salary of five yuan a week in the photo studio is envied by many people, and her beautiful work clothes when working in the photo studio make her a peer of the same age in the village. The envy of girls, the goddess of men's dreams.
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