MTL - Hello 1983-Chapter 12 hen off tv

  Chapter 12 The Hen Gets Off the TV

  Leaving Chaoyang Park, Hou San cunningly led the way.

  Liu Qingshan pouted and carried a big pannier on his back, and followed.

  The last one put his hands in his trouser pockets, whistled, and shook Liu Quangang who was following behind.

   A group of people walked through the streets and alleys, and walked around for a long time before entering a large courtyard.

  Seeing the plastic shed in the yard, Liu Qingshan's eyes lit up.

   After more than an hour, three people came out of the yard, and the formation changed significantly.

   Liu Qingshan walked in the middle with his waist straight, with the empty flower basket still behind his back.

  The small eyes of Hou San on the left are straight.

  As for Liu Quangang on the right, he stopped whistling, and lost his energy for chic. On the contrary, he seemed a little in a trance, like sleepwalking.

  The three of them walked for a while, Liu Quangang seemed to have just recovered, grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm, and said excitedly: "Brother, you're out!"

  Hou San's eyes also flashed: two pots of flowers, three thousand yuan.

   It is not 3,000 bricks, but 3,000 yuan, counting one by one, and counting until dark is not tired of 300 pieces of great unity!

  Liu Qingshan glanced at Hou San, and clamped the canvas bag on his back with his arms. Inside, there were three heavy stacks of Great Unity.

  At this time, the purchasing power of 3,000 yuan is astonishing. Let alone Jiapigou, it is safe to buy a house in Spring City.

  So although Liu Qingshan appeared calm and calm on the outside, he was extremely excited inside.

   With this money, grandpa can heal his eyes.

   With this money, you can prepare a dowry for the elder sister.

   With this money, the mother no longer has to work so hard and get tired.

   With this money, he has the start-up capital and can realize the road to wealth step by step.

   This is a sum of money that can change fate!

  Perhaps, it is really the father who is secretly guarding the family in this way.

  Back to the hotel excitedly, Liu Qingshan took out four cards of Great Unity, and handed them to Monkey Three: "Thank you, you can buy a box of cigarettes with this money, and there is also a pot of flowers, please send them over there."

   After all, the thread that others lead, you still have to pay some hard work. This is the principle of doing things.

  Hou San was not in a hurry to take the money, but looked at Liu Qingshan helplessly and said, "Little brother, how about I hang out with you in the future?"

  Liu Qingshan smiled: "Cure my grandfather's eyes, and I will go home to farm. If you can afford the hard work, I have no objection."

  Hearing what Liu Qingshan said, Hou San smiled and took the money, and left with another pot of Clivia on his back.

  Before leaving, he reluctantly said: "Little brother, if you need it in the future, remember to call me, I'm in Chaoyang Park."

   "Okay, I will definitely trouble you in the future."

  Liu Qingshan responded, he was going to buy some things that could appreciate in value in the future, and save them first when his money became more abundant.

  This Hou San has a lot of information and many ways, so he might be a good helper.

  Send Hou San away, Liu Qingshan said to Liu Quangang again: "Brother Gangzi, call Brother Shang Fei tonight, I will treat you to dinner alone, remember to call Miss Xiaomei too."

  Okay, Liu Quangang agreed and left excitedly.

  After these two days, he was convinced that this little brother is capable, and he will benefit from it in the future.

  After the arrangements were made, Liu Qingshan returned to his room, closed the door, and seeing his grandfather sitting on the bed, couldn't help cheering: "Master, all the flowers are sold!"

  Just now they entered the house to move the flower pots, of course the old man knew, and asked calmly, "Well, how much did you sell?"

   "Guess what?"

   Liu Qingshan, who was full of joy, asked his grandfather amusedly.

   "Well, seeing how happy you are, it must be a lot of money, about two hundred yuan, right?"

  The old man asked conservatively.

   "Too few, guess again!"

   "Five hundred?"

   "Still too little!"

"one thousand?"

  Liu Shikui's voice was already trembling.

   "Triple again!"

  Liu Qingshan no longer wrote any ink, and directly spoke the answer.

  Liu Shikui's body trembled, and his squinted eyes widened suddenly, the white haze was so frightening.

   "What, Aoyama, how much did you say?"

  Liu Qingshan went up to him, patted his grandfather on the back and said, "Master, it's sold for 3,000 yuan in total. This time, you should agree to treat your eyes, right?"

  The old man trembled a few times, his voice choked up, and he said with tears, "This... it must be your father who blessed us, so that we can leave this wealth!"

   "Regulation, must be cured, this is Zijun's filial piety, and thanks to your cleverness, otherwise this good thing would have been wasted for nothing!"

   "Master, stop crying, it's bad for your eyes."

   Seeing this situation, Liu Qingshan quickly comforted him.

   Talk to Brother Fei tonight, and try to arrange for grandpa to be admitted to the hospital tomorrow.

   After a while, Liu Shikui immediately said solemnly: "Qingshan, pack your things, let's go right away!"

   "Let's go? Where are you going? Lord, you can't change your mind. We won't go home until our eyes are cured."

   Liu Qingshan waved his hands repeatedly and said.

   Now Liu Shikui has turned back to that wise and courageous old man: "I don't go home, but put the money in the bank first. Qingshan, remember, money touches people's hearts, and you must never use money to test a person's character!"

  Of course Liu Qingshan understood it immediately, and felt that Grandpa’s approach was safer.

  Because he can't guarantee whether Liu Quangang, Fei Ge and others he just met will have other thoughts because of this huge sum of money.

  As for people like Hou San, it's even harder to say.

   "Okay, then let's save it."

  Liu Qingshan led his grandfather out of the house, inquired with the waiter, took two buses, and finally found a bank.

  At present, only the People's Bank of China has established the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China since 1984, and the People's Bank of China independently assumes the functions of the central bank.

  The old reinforced concrete house looks solid, and the windows are covered with iron fences that can be pushed and pulled, which are tightly blocked.

  The entrance of the bank was deserted, and almost no one came in or out.

  Liu Qingshan felt relieved after thinking about it, now almost every family has no money left, even if they have some savings, they don’t feel relieved to deposit it in the bank.

  What if the bank turns yellow one day?

  So, with some savings, it’s safer to hide at home.

  Everyone's philosophy is the same, no wonder the bank is relatively deserted.

  In fact, it is not right to say that it is deserted. There is a small table at the entrance of the bank, and there is actually a tape recorder on the table.

  Liu Qingshan listened attentively, he was calling on the general public to make deposits actively.

   After approaching, I found that there was a billboard standing in front of the table, with a cartoon drawn on it: in the middle was a big hen with the words "saving" written on it.

   Several people walked in through the mouth of the chicken holding banknotes; when they came out from behind, they held large items such as TV sets, washing machines, and tape recorders in their arms.

  This bank is also engaged in false propaganda. Looking at the three gleaming items, people really have the urge to save.

  Liu Qingshan led his grandfather in, facing a row of windows with iron bars, and only a few customers were handling business there.

  It was also the first time for Liu Qingshan to join a bank in this era, and everything he saw was new.

   There was no need to queue at all, and he directly found a free window to go up to, and looked into the counter, Liu Qingshan couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

  I saw an old craftsman sitting in the window, wearing a blue hat common in this era, with sleeves on his arms, and some coins, bills, ink pad boxes and so on.

   Besides that, there is an old abacus!

   "Little comrade, save money?"

  The old master wearing flower glasses asked kindly.

  Liu Qingshan looked away, nodded, and silently took out three bundles of banknotes from the canvas bag.

  At the moment, more than five hundred yuan is considered a large amount of savings.

  The master couldn't help but take another look at this half-sized boy. These days, there are really not many people who can take out thousands of dollars at once.

  Looking at the clothes, he is a countryman, but he looks very handsome, especially his eyes, which are very divine.

  The teacher said in a slow voice: "Little comrade, do you want to live or die?"

  The date of death is a fixed period.

   "Current date."

   Liu Qingshan replied without hesitation.

   This money has to be spent one after another, and of course it cannot be deposited for a fixed period.

  The teacher smiled: "Little comrade, if you are not in a hurry to spend, it is better to deposit a fixed term deposit. Now the one-year fixed deposit, the interest rate is 11.5, do you know what it is?"

  11.5, isn’t that a lot of money, so high?

   Liu Qingshan was really shocked.

   That is to say, if he saves the 3,000 yuan for a year, the interest alone will be several hundred, which is really enough to buy a TV.

  But let’s bear with it for now. In addition to treating his grandfather’s illness, buying a dowry for his eldest sister, and improving his family’s life, this money is also his start-up fund, so he can’t lie in the bank and eat interest.

  Liu Qingshan first deposited 2,500, and the passbook was in the name of his grandfather.

   On the one hand, it is to respect grandpa, on the other hand, it is also because Liu Qingshan has no hand stamp yet.

  Hand stamp is a personal badge, made of plexiglass, with your name engraved on the front.

  At that time, there was no ID card, and a hand stamp represented my identity.

   It’s like what kind of production team distributes grain, collects grain for sale, and goes to the post office and credit union to handle business, all of which need to be stamped.

  If the post office remittance does not have a hand stamp, it is impossible to get it out.

  Liu Qingshan encountered such a thing when he was in college, and finally he was forced to do nothing. He made a temporary stamp with a rubber, and then took out the money.

  After the deposit was completed and the passbook was placed next to the old man, the father and father walked out of the bank in peace.

  At the entrance of the bank, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw the cartoon of "the hen under the TV" just now: This advertisement is really not a fool.

  (end of this chapter)