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Li He only ate and slept, slept and ate every day.
The night before, he had drunk a little too much with Old Man Li. The alcohol kicked in, and he fell asleep on the bed in a daze. When he was woken up by the heat, he got up and poured himself a bowl of cold water.
Then, he had some messy dreams in the second half of the night.
Suddenly, he felt that his face was hot and wet, as if someone was panting against him. He didn't know why, but he thought it was Zhang Wanting, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
He tried hard to open his eyes, and finally, he barely opened them.
A furry dog head was sticking out its tongue at him. Li He was so angry that he pushed it away.
Usually, when Li He slept, the door was bolted.
Maybe Fu Xia simply closed the door when she left last night, or the dog couldn't get in.
He seemed to remember that it was Fu Xia who took off his clothes.
Li He subconsciously reached out to cover his naked body and buttocks.
After putting on his clothes and standing up, the big yellow dog rolled up from the ground and came to him, shaking its head and tail.
Li He kicked the dog angrily again, but the dog dodged it flexibly.
He went to the well to rinse his mouth and wash his face.
He smoothed his hair with his fingers. It was a little long, and it was time for a haircut.
He entered the living room in the front yard. Old Man Lee went out early as usual, and he didn't see anyone.
Fu Xia was cleaning the windows with a basin of water, and she also took the bedding out of the wardrobe to dry.
Seeing Li He come in, she quickly filled a bowl of porridge from the table for Li He and took a salted duck egg. "You vomited last night. Do you still remember? You vomited all over your body."
"Last night, you took off my clothes? I'm sorry. Don't do that next time. " If he couldn't control himself after drinking and was seen by others, Li He wouldn't be able to clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
Whatever request this lady had, if he didn't give in and reported her with bad intentions, then he would definitely be charged with the crime of being a hooligan. The big boss wasn't someone to be trifled with, and he would even have to pay for the bullets.
Fu Xia giggled. "What's wrong with that? You're younger than me. I treat you like a younger brother. There's no need to be ashamed. "
Li He sighed inwardly. He couldn't let this girl stay any longer.
The older one gets, the more timid they become.
After finishing his meal, Li He went to the entrance of the alley to find a barber to have his hair cut.
The sun was already high up in the sky. It was already past eight o 'clock.
The barber was only in his forties. He had a barber, a few scissors, a chair, and a small watering can …
There were already a few people squatting by the side. They were all the old neighbors of the alley. They were all bragging about who bought an imported color TV, who got a raise, who got a promotion, whose child became successful, and who made a fortune by setting up a stall.
And so on.
In short, when it came to money, their eyes lit up.
There were many stalls at the entrance of the alley, and most of them were selling vegetables. Although they were chased away by the City Administration, they were still enjoying themselves.
At this time, the City Administration was equivalent to the City Administration, but their jurisdiction was bigger than the City Administration. They were not only in charge of the hawkers' business, but they were also in charge of the city's street lights and environmental sanitation.
The City Administration had always been the natural enemy of the hawkers and the self-employed.
As for the police in the movies, they were usually chased by ticket scalpers and dealers. The police would not care about the hawkers and the self-employed.
It might be a stretch to say that the business was developing in the late 70s, but it was different in the early 80s.
The first batch of nouveau riche was active in the early 80s. Many people had a taste of making money for the first time, and no government policies could stop them. They would risk their lives to stop anyone who dared to stop them from making money.
There were farmers and unemployed youths who ran amok. This was the wild growth of business.
However, some people might have been too low-key and did not show off their wealth.
There were not many people like Nian Guangjiu who flaunted their wealth so openly.
Yi Mingshan, Lu Guanqiu, and Li Shufu were the representatives.
Perhaps due to their limited horizons, education, and cultural level, most of these people were just ordinary middle-class people.
Some of the famous "China Aunties" made their fortunes at this stage.
In the late 80s, most of the people were state-owned enterprises' cadres and laid-off workers. They also joined the business army.
Ten thousand yuan households were no longer rare. Millionaires and multimillionaires were also a dime a dozen.
For example, Ren Huawei and Wang Wanda …
Around the 90s, a group of intellectuals saw that illiterate farmers could carry a cellphone and go in and out of a Santana while doing business.
The intellectuals sighed, "It's better to sell tea eggs than missiles."
Hence, they all went into the sea and joined the vigorous entrepreneurial army.
The intellectuals had always been the representatives of the right to speak. After making money, they were dissatisfied with the title of nouveau riche and gave themselves the title of entrepreneurs.
They talked about entrepreneurship everywhere and cleverly used their influence to force the reform of the system.
The top 50 of Forbes were basically this group of people. For example, Shi Juren, Ma Penguin, Yu Dongfang, and Ma Ali.
"Hey, young man, it's your turn." The barber called out to Li He after he finished shaving. "How do you cut it?"
"Buzz cut, the shorter the better. Just look more energetic."
Ten minutes later, Li He's black bowl cut was replaced by the Miller buzz cut, which he thought was very pleasing to the eye. The obedient student became a person who had completed his sentence.
"This is much more pleasing to the eye." Li He kept rubbing his head and smiled.
It was fine as long as he was pleasing to the eye. He didn't care whether others liked him or not.
Then, he rode his bicycle to the post office in Chaoyang. He went to school for a few days and realized that he still hadn't received any letters from Zhang Wanting. He simply wrote another letter and sent it to Zhang Wanting with his address.
The content of the letter was nothing more than long-winded family gossip. There was nothing new.
"Sis, don't buy so many. One is enough. I've already given you my salary. If I can't pay the bill when I get home, I won't forgive me."
A young man in his twenties at the counter said to a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
"Brother, don't worry about it. I like this monkey." The girl still insisted and said to the counter, "Master, give me more."
Li He handed the envelope to the counter and looked at the girl. It was actually the 80 edition monkey stamp.
The monkey stamp was a set of zodiac stamps issued by the stamp company in 1980. It was the first zodiac stamp issued by China. It happened to be the year of Gengshen, so it was called the Gengshen monkey stamp. There was also a first day cover issued at the same time as the monkey stamp.
Perhaps, after thirty years, the original 8 cents stamp would rise to tens of thousands of yuan, creating a legend of appreciation.
For stamp collectors, if they were able to own an 80th edition of the Gengshen Year Monkey Stamp, it would be a lifetime of glory.
Unfortunately, there were only a handful of lucky people.
Li He said with a smile, "You have good taste. It's right to buy more. This thing can still appreciate in the future."
"Thank you." The girl looked at Li He in surprise, then turned to the young man and said, "You see, people say that I have good taste."
The young man pouted, "He said it's good. Why wouldn't he buy it?"
It wasn't that Li He didn't want to buy it, but it wasn't easy. If it wasn't a full page, there wasn't much room for appreciation. It would take too much effort to buy a full page. It wasn't something that could be bought at any post office.
The rumor of appreciation was only a rumor.
One or two million was possible. One or two million was common in stamp auctions.
As for artistic value, it was just a printed matter, a printed matter that was more beautifully printed.
Rather than talking about historical value, it was better to spend some effort to buy Dalong stamps of the Qing Dynasty.
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