Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 125 124 Processing
Talking is an addictive job.

Think about it, if a letter costs five cents and one out of ten is invested, what is the return rate?Even if you bet one out of [-], you will still make money!

Someone would do it for just fifty cents, let alone this?Tang Zhitong is full of confidence in building public opinion.

Tang Zhitong cherished this opportunity. Originally, he just wanted to find one or two newspapers to publish a few tofu pieces, but after seeing the red stamp on the letter of introduction, Tang Zhitong decided to make the news bigger!
The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish; the muddy the water, the better it is to fish; the bigger the momentum, the better the promotion... Well, it is easier for Tang Zhitong to make money...

Tang Zhitong remembers a line in a certain movie: "Eight times lightning strikes you to death, but you won't even get hit once." The chance is almost non-existent, but his composition is so good!All kinds of bizarre stories emerged one after another, and Tang Zhitong decided to learn from others...

After returning home, Tang Zhitong put out a thousand words and a hundred yuan of creative energy and racked his brains to compile various short stories that were close to life but slightly bizarre and eye-catching.

"A great writer, is he writing hard again?" Tang Zhitong was busy for another whole afternoon, and he didn't stop writing until Wang Jingwen came in.

"Isn't this just to earn money for a bicycle?" Tang Zhitong took out the bicycle ticket from his pocket to show off to classmate Xiao Wang.

"Where did you get the ticket?" Wang Jingwen was surprised when she saw the ticket. This bicycle ticket is not easy to get.

"Help the city bureau promote the postal code, that's the reward from there." This ticket came from the right place, and it can be seen that it can be brought out.

"We already have two bicycles at home. Not to mention the waste, it will also be more eye-catching." Wang Jingwen handed the ticket back to Tang Zhitong and did not agree to buy another bicycle.

"Jingying will go to junior high school soon. Buy her a car so it will be convenient for her to go to and from school." Tang Zhitong said with a smile.He has never seen a dowry worth hundreds of dollars without a betrothal gift. He has always remembered the kindness that the Yue family has shown to him, and has always wanted to repay him.

"It's enough to have one ticket. My mother has money. Let's keep the other one for Fengzhen. She will take the junior high school entrance examination this year. We will save money to buy it together." Wang Jingwen felt happy when she heard Tang Zhitong said that she would buy it for her sister. The honey is so sweet!
"Okay, I'll save a dollar." Tang Zhitong agreed, but said to himself, "Huh, I'll be shocked when I get the royalties."

"Have a rest. I brought back the pickles prepared by Sister Jiang. You will have to fry them later." Wang Jingwen moved behind Tang Zhitong, straightened his head, and rubbed his temples with both hands.

"Okay. Do you have any requirements for salty, sour and spicy?" Tang Zhitong closed his eyes and leaned on the soft and delicious headrest. This ergonomic seat is so well designed!
"Sister Jiang asked you to watch the work and said she believed in your craftsmanship. She insisted on paying two yuan for processing fee, but I didn't ask for it." Wang Jingwen pushed forward Tang Zhitong's head with his hand. It was too hard and the headrest was uncomfortable.

"Well, we are all colleagues in the same office. There is really no need to collect money." Tang Zhitong did not dare to act like a monster anymore, worried that Xiao Wang would not use his headrest when he was angry...

"But Sister Jiang gave her four taels of gas coupons, so I took it." The massage worked. Wang Jingwen felt the muscles in her man's head go from tight to relaxed, and she felt very happy.

"Is that too much? It doesn't take much oil to fry pickles." Tang Zhitong felt his wife's loving massage, and his head felt much more comfortable.

"I don't understand. You can take a look later. If there is any extra, I will return it to Sister Jiang tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay." Tang Zhitong felt the attentive and thoughtful massage. For this package, it starts at 398...

When the massage was over, Tang Zhitong saw six big pickle lumps and felt that four taels of gas coupons were not that much...

"Hey, Sister Jiang, did you buy all the pickles for her family this month?" Since the supply tightened at the end of last year, pickles may be the first non-staple food to be bought with tickets.

The inventory is limited, and pickling of pickles also takes time. In order to ensure that everyone has pickles to eat, it is logical to limit the supply. "I guess I still have some that I saved before. Sister Jiang didn't eat pickles very much before." Wang Jingwen covered her mouth and smiled, feeling very proud that her man's craftsmanship was so good that people who don't eat pickles can ask for it to be processed, and she felt that she had a face.

"Then let's do it." Tang Zhitong could only admit it. There was no oil left at all, and he also added a few green onions and some seasonings.

After the meal, Tang Zhitong sat at the table and studied some local newspapers he bought on the way home.

When I was a delivery boy, I could read major newspapers for free. After I was transferred, I no longer had this convenience.

Tang Zhitong originally bought local newspapers to understand the style of each newspaper so as to filter out the platform for promoting postal codes, but unexpectedly he saw a piece of news.

There was a meeting held in Shanghai. The details of the meeting could not be seen in the report, but Tang Zhitong knew that in the second half of the year, grain would be transferred from Sichuan and Sichuan...

In fact, a lot of things happened this month. The decimal system was implemented for weighing and measuring, with 10 taels per catty and 10 qian per tael.

A new word also appeared this month: blind flow.Blind outflow is not a derogatory term at this time, it is the abbreviation of blind outflow.Shelter stations have been set up at transportation hubs in major cities to take in homeless people, provide them with meals without food stamps, and then register them for repatriation to their place of origin...

It’s this month again, and the streets have begun to conduct house-to-house population checks and verify rations. Rumors have spread in the alleys that residents’ food rations will be reduced and the population will be mobilized to return to their hometowns...

Seeing the news in his eyes and reaching his ears, Tang Zhitong felt deeply heavy. There was no news from Ye Zhijuan, and he didn't know how far it had been advanced.

In the face of the general trend, personal power was too small, and Tang Zhitong felt deeply powerless.

Facing the newspaper, Tang Zhitong smoked a cigarette with empty eyes, and finally forced himself to recognize the reality and do what he should do.

Many things are processed, the news is like this, the pickles are like this, and the mood is like this.

Tang Zhitong was in a bad mood, so he worked hard at night and beat Wang Jingwen severely.

Beating someone is physical work, especially hitting someone on the abdomen. Xiao Wang bit his towel and did not dare to say a word or resist...

"Brother Eucalyptus, what's wrong with you today? Your mood is a bit wrong." Wang Jingwen carefully cleaned up the two of them, shrank into Tang Zhitong's arms, and asked.

"It's just that... I feel a sense of powerlessness." Tang Zhitong stroked the smooth and warm silk and said sadly.

"Although you persuaded my mother, I know that you actually didn't behave so freely in front of my mother. Brother Yuzi, it's not easy for you to take care of the whole family. It is also a contribution for us not to cause trouble to society. Right?" Wang Jingwen was very smart. The contents of the newspaper spread out on the table made her grasp the key points, and at the same time, she turned sideways to facilitate her man's grasp.

"You're right." What soothes the hearts of mortals the most at this time is nothing more than this bit of human fireworks...

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