Era: Starting from cave dwellings in northern Shaanxi

Chapter 127 Discovery before leaving Beijing

A first snowfall turned the outside white.

Sun Xiangyang took a broom to sweep a path in the yard and returned to the house with a chill.

In the living room, the stove was burning brightly. Mr. Su was sitting on a chair like a normal person, with a blanket covering his legs. Next to him, Chen Shuting read a newspaper to him.

Seeing Sun Xiangyang come in, Mr. Su greeted with a smile: "Is it cold? Sit down quickly."

At this time, Mr. Su, although he was not speaking so fluently, could still express himself clearly and unmistakably.

Ten days have passed since Sun Xiangyang's acupuncture. During this period, Mr. Su's health has been improving rapidly. Even Zhou Jichang's daily acupuncture has changed from heavy acupuncture to warm acupuncture.

Mr. Su can now walk with the help of others and can use a spoon with his right hand.

It can be said that Mr. Su's recovery to this level has exceeded everyone's expectations.

However, in Sun Xiangyang's view, if he administered the acupuncture once or twice more, the opponent would be able to recover better.

But last time he fell asleep immediately after the acupuncture, which frightened everyone and refused to allow him to continue acupuncture on the old man.

So recently, Sun Xiangyang has also been maintaining his health on the surface. He has been supplementing with all kinds of delicious food and nutritional supplements, making him seem to have gained a little weight.

Nowadays, Sun Xiangyang is definitely the most precious one in the Su family, especially in the eyes of Mr. Su. Not to mention Su Huiwan, the biological granddaughter, even the biological grandchildren have never enjoyed the treatment that Sun Xiangyang received.

Now in this small courtyard, except for Sun Xiangyang and Chen Shuting who can live permanently, even if the two sons Su Weiguo and Su Weijun come back, they will be disliked.

As for Chen Shuting's parents, they also visited the old man before, but they were kicked away by the old man without saying a few words.

After walking around the gate of hell, Mr. Su's character has obviously changed a lot, becoming more willful or open-minded.

Say whatever you want without hiding your emotions.

"It's okay. It's snowing a lot for the first time in the capital. I don't know what's going on over there in Shuangshui Bay."

Sun Xiangyang couldn't help but said.

Almost a month has passed since he came to the capital. It was the end of October on the lunar calendar, and now it is the end of November on the lunar calendar.

In one month, it will be Chinese New Year.

"Missing home? I said it's okay, you can just go back."

Although Mr. Su was a little reluctant to give up, he never forced himself on Sun Xiangyang from beginning to end.

"Don't worry, these three months are the best period for your body to recover and treat. After the weather clears up in two days, I will give you another injection to see the effect."

Sun Xiangyang shook his head.

Chen Shuting next to him immediately looked over at him.

Even Mr. Su shook his head firmly.

"No, it's not worth hurting you because of me, a rotten old man who's about to die. I can talk and walk now, so it's fine."

"Don't worry, I know it. I won't make fun of my body. Moreover, this injection is different from the last time."

Sun Xiangyang didn't hesitate much.

If it really damaged his life span, he would definitely hesitate, but in fact, he was just too tired last time. Although it was indeed excessive mental exertion, it was far from a loss of life span.

Just because of Zhou Jichang's words, everyone misunderstood.

Although he explained later, this time, everyone chose to believe Zhou Jichang instead of him.

I even thought he was trying to show off his strength.

Even Chen Shuting was a little dubious. Although she had experienced such things several times in Shuangshui Bay, Sun Xiangyang himself had not changed much at that time. The first time he was hungry for two days, he became a little weak.

But this time, Sun Xiangyang was sleeping deeply and the way he looked when he woke up undoubtedly frightened her.

"I can't trust you about acupuncture. Just ask Xiao Zhou to do it for me."

Mr. Su shook his head stubbornly.

"Okay, brother Zhou will come tomorrow and I will discuss it with him."

Sun Xiangyang said simply.

In fact, when Sun Xiangyang told Zhou Jichang his idea the next day, the other party refused without hesitation. In his words, Mr. Su had recovered well now, and there was no need to resort to such sad acupuncture methods.

That would do no good to Sun Xiangyang.

But Sun Xiangyang also explained his situation. This time he was no longer the same as before, but had some different ideas. What's more, the combination of Feng Shui and acupuncture requires constant attempts, otherwise how can we make progress?

In the end, Sun Xiangyang persuaded Zhou Jichang, but the other party also stated that if he found something wrong, he must stop immediately.

Despite Zhou Jichang's guarantee, Mr. Su still lost his temper and claimed that even if he died, he would never let Sun Xiangyang get an injection.

Fortunately, in the end, with the joint persuasion of the two, the other party reluctantly agreed to give it a try.

But Sun Xiangyang was also strictly prohibited from using the previous method.

Sun Xiangyang did not force the subsequent acupuncture. Although it took more time than Zhou Jichang from start to finish, after the injection, Sun Xiangyang only looked a little tired, unlike the first time, when he fell asleep directly from exhaustion.

At this point, everyone felt relieved.

After Sun Xiangyang's acupuncture, Mr. Su clearly felt that the previously paralyzed half of his body was more energetic, and the effect was better than that of Zhou Jichang's acupuncture.

Sun Xiangyang's method seems to have been verified. From now on, he will get an injection every three days. The most obvious change is that Mr. Su can now walk on his own without support.

Even eating has changed from a spoon to chopsticks. Even if it is still not as good as before, the speed of progress is enough to make people amazed. The eyes looking at Sun Xiangyang are becoming more and more different.

Even if Sun Xiangyang has no other abilities, just relying on this acupuncture technique is enough for him to stay in any hospital and live a good life.

After all, many elderly people suffer strokes. Even if they are rescued, many suffer from hemiplegia and other problems.

Unfortunately, everyone understood that Sun Xiangyang would not stay in the capital, and as time went by, his departure became closer and closer.

Why did Sun Xiangyang insist on giving Mr. Su acupuncture?

That's why.

He wanted to go home.

On this day, the weather cleared up, and although there were still some traces of snow on some shady roofs, the roads were already clean.

Sun Xiangyang, Chen Shuting, and Su Huiwan went shopping together.

The main purpose is to buy gifts for Sun Xiangyang and the other two to take home.

Naturally, the famous Friendship Store has also become a choice.

According to Zhang Jiadong, the Friendship Store in Beijing was established in the 1960s. From the beginning, its position was to receive foreign guests, or only those with passports or overseas Chinese ID cards could enter. The purpose was also to earn foreign exchange.

There is an iron railing outside, and ordinary citizens can only watch helplessly and have no way to get in.

However, starting from the second half of this year, we were slightly relaxed.

But even so, the high prices of the things inside are not within the reach of ordinary people.

Since it is for the purpose of earning foreign exchange, the most displayed products inside are some special domestic products, such as antiques, calligraphy and paintings, porcelain, jewelry, four treasures of the study, embroidered blankets, famous tea, wine, and medicinal materials.

In short, today’s Friendship Store does not contain all kinds of daily necessities consumed by ordinary citizens.

Most of them are bought by foreign guests as souvenirs.

"This broken railing will have to be demolished sooner or later."

After showing his ID, Zhang Jiadong led Sun Xiangyang and others in. Looking at the iron railings at the door, Zhang Jiadong said bitterly.

"It should be dismantled soon."

Sun Xiangyang nodded.

As a store, there are iron railings blocking the entrance. It has to be said that only the Friendship Store today has this kind of 'treatment'.

When we came inside, we saw a clean glass counter and even the lampshades were the classic octagonal lanterns.

There are landscape paintings hanging on the pillars.

The salesperson behind the counter was carefully selected in terms of figure and appearance. He had exactly the same hairstyle, wore the same style of clothing, and stood upright behind the counter.

For the first time, Sun Xiangyang had different feelings about the service attitude of salespersons in this era.

On the walls of some supply and marketing cooperatives, there are slogans prohibiting beating and scolding customers, which shows the attitude of the sales staff there.

But here, there is no such slogan at all. All the salespersons also serve with a smile and have a good attitude.

Even some high-end store attendants in later generations are far inferior to this place.

When they saw Sun Xiangyang and his entourage coming in, the attitude of these salesmen was equally good. After all, in addition to foreign guests, many overseas Chinese would also come here. Although Sun Xiangyang and others were dressed, they looked like their own people at first glance.

But don’t forget, ordinary citizens are not eligible to come in.

And those who can come in here are far more than those salespersons can afford to offend.

Naturally, there is no such thing as a bloody plot about looking down upon others.

Sun Xiangyang was more curious about this place. Looking at the dazzling array of products, he had no desire to buy.

If he wanted antique calligraphy and paintings, he could go to Liu Wenli's. Products such as Jingde porcelain were too gorgeous and not suitable for home use.

What are you going to do with the rest, the embroidered blanket?

If you really want to buy something, there are plenty of cheap places, so there’s no need to come here.

Jewelry, calligraphy and painting, and the Four Treasures of the Study are also high-end products, specially used to cut the flesh of foreign guests and earn foreign exchange.

After walking around, Sun Xiangyang found that there was really nothing to buy. Even if it was open to ordinary citizens, they would just come in to take a look. Even if they came in in droves, there would be no business here.

After all, Chinese people still yearn for the excitement of watching foreign guests.

At this point, Sun Xiangyang somewhat understood why it was not open to ordinary citizens.

The so-called weird regulations also have reasons for enacting them.

"Uncle Master, don't be polite if you want to buy anything. I found someone to exchange a lot of dollars."

Zhang Jiadong couldn't help but feel anxious when he saw that Sun Xiangyang was just shopping, let alone buying, not even asking.

This time he took Sun Xiangyang out to buy things, but he wanted to show off.

We even specifically chose the famous Friendship Store. "Besides those foreign cigarettes, foreign watches and the like, is there anything else that can't be bought outside? Why do you need to come here to be taken advantage of?"

Sun Xiangyang pointed casually.

Things that cost a few yuan outside are priced at dozens of yuan here, but the key is to use US dollars.

How much money did he spend?

"That's right."

Only then did Zhang Jiadong react and couldn't help but pat his head.

I just thought about bringing Sun Xiangyang here, but I forgot that the things here are not suitable for my people to buy at all.

Otherwise, why would there be so many antique calligraphy and paintings here, and why would a special antique shop be opened on Liulichang Street?

"Let's go somewhere else."

After Sun Xiangyang looked around, he had no interest in going shopping.

Although there were some foreign guests in the store, he had seen many of them in his previous life, so he naturally wouldn't find them strange.

"it is good."

When Zhang Jiadong saw this, he could only give up.

But just when a few people were about to leave, Sun Xiangyang suddenly caught a glimpse of some different products behind a counter, and couldn't help but stop and look at those products.

"Is this...paper cutting?"

Sun Xiangyang did not expect to see paper-cutting in the Friendship Store.

More importantly, it turned out to be from northern Shaanxi.

Because one of the paper-cuts showed the figures of some people busy in front of several cave dwellings.

There is also a picture of a couple sitting in front of a unique window of a cave dwelling. The woman has two pigtails and seems to be doing needlework, while the man has a sweat towel tied on his head and is helping.

Then there is a paper-cut of a festive scene with gongs and drums, which also shows a strong northern Shaanxi style.

Suddenly, Sun Xiangyang became interested.

“Can you introduce these paper cuts to me?”

Sun Xiangyang stepped forward and asked.

"Hello, comrade, this is a paper-cut from northern Shaanxi. It has strong characteristics of frontier fortress culture. It is full, thick, and round. It is a rare treasure. The Chinese New Year is coming soon. If you buy it, you can hang it on the The walls are red and festive."

When the salesperson saw Sun Xiangyang asking, he immediately introduced him enthusiastically.

"Paper-cutting in northern Shaanxi? Where in northern Shaanxi?"

Zhang Jiadong also came up and asked curiously.

After all, Sun Xiangyang is from northern Shaanxi.

"Yu Lin, northern Shaanxi, do you know where it is?"

said the salesperson.

"Uncle Master, isn't this your Yu Lin's paper-cutting? I didn't expect to see it in the Friendship Store. How is this thing sold here?"

Zhang Jiadong's interest became even stronger.

"The sales are very good. Many foreign guests are very interested in this kind of paper-cutting and specially buy it for collection. Unfortunately, we don't have much stock here."

As the salesperson spoke, he glanced at Sun Xiangyang in surprise.

Not only because Sun Xiangyang was from Yulin, but also because Zhang Jiadong actually called him uncle.

"Since there is not much inventory, why not quickly collect another batch?"

Zhang Jiadong asked puzzledly.

Suddenly, the salesperson's expression froze, as if he didn't dare to answer.

"I know a little bit about this."

Su Huiwan said at this time.

Suddenly, several people looked towards her.

"Paper-cutting is a folk art and was banned from sale before. These paper-cuttings should be from previous inventory and have been put on display recently."

When Su Huiwan said this, everyone immediately understood.

Especially Sun Xiangyang, he never thought that simple paper-cutting with scissors would be banned.

However, the other party said that these paper-cuts came from Yulin in northern Shaanxi, which made him interested. In addition, the sales here were good, which reminded him of a word: earning foreign exchange through export.

In the 1960s and 1970s, the only folk art that could be exported to earn foreign exchange was porcelain.

Some people even gave it a special name, Chuanghui Porcelain.

It can be called a glory in the history of domestic ceramics.

Of course, paper cutting cannot be compared with porcelain, but it is undeniable that it is also a cultural characteristic.

Just look at the popular sales in Youyi Store to know the prospects of exporting this thing.

Of course, it is still a bit early to talk about earning foreign exchange through exports, but at least it is a promising path.

Previously, Sun Xiangyang was considering whether there were other development prospects in Shuangshui Bay besides Heilong land and coal mines. However, due to geographical environment and other reasons, it was not easy to develop there.

It still relies more on underground mineral resources.

However, coal mining in Shuangshuiwan relies on men. As for women, they are not even allowed to go into the mines.

Vaguely, Sun Xiangyang seemed to remember that later generations even had special regulations that women were not allowed to work in mines and mines.

Once winter comes, there is basically not much work that women can do, and they are idle most of the time.

In northern Shaanxi, many women have been able to cut paper since they were children, so they can do it in winter or at night.

At that time, this will also be a considerable amount of income.

The key is how to sell it.

Seeing these paper-cuts on sale at the Friendship Hotel right now is the key.

"Can you ask your manager to come over? I plan to do a business with you."

"Doing business?"

The salesperson was stunned.

She has been here for several years, and this is the first time she heard that a customer not only refused to buy anything, but also wanted to do business with the Friendship Store.

Even she could think of what the deal was.

"Go ahead and take this with you."

Su Huiwan took out her press card and handed it to the other party.

"Okay, you guys, wait a minute."

The salesperson glanced at the press card in his hand and left in a hurry.

Not long after, Sun Xiangyang and his party appeared in an office. The person who received them was a man in his forties wearing a suit.

"I understand your purpose of coming. Although the paper-cuts are currently selling well in our store, the supply of goods here is directly allocated from above. Even I have no right to do business with you. .”

Kang Mingyuan looked at Sun Xiangyang with interest and said.

Originally, he would never show up for such a thing, but the press pass and the word "business" the salesperson told him made him decide to meet him.

So, there was this meeting.

“What if we just choose consignment?”

After hearing what the other party said, Sun Xiangyang understood that he had kept things simple.

It is now 77, not 17, and the reopening has not even started. Everything is being implemented according to plan.

"Consignment?"

Kang Mingyuan was stunned by this word.

"Yes, our production team will sell the paper-cuts in your friendship store, and we will divide the money earned according to our share."

Sun Xiangyang nodded.

"No."

After Kang Mingyuan heard this, he shook his head without hesitation.

Not to mention that he doesn't have this right, even if he did, he wouldn't dare.

Because this kind of behavior is tantamount to poaching the friendship store, poaching...

He doesn't have the courage.

At the same time, he was also more interested in Sun Xiangyang's "whimsical" person.

"Why not? Which department is in charge of the Friendship Store?"

Suddenly, Zhang Jiadong asked.

"Our Friendship Store is actually a supply and marketing cooperative, but it has a different name and serves different customers."

Kang Mingyuan gave a rare explanation.

"Supply and marketing cooperative?"

Zhang Jiadong was stunned for a moment, then frowned tightly.

However, Kang Mingyuan ignored him and looked at Sun Xiangyang again.

　Chapter one, five thousand words!

　　There are currently 583 monthly tickets, and there are still 17 left to satisfy the need for more.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)