Reversing life starts with saving the most beautiful educated youth

"Is it a lot?"

Yang Songwen shook his head and smiled bitterly,"It's less than 300 yuan, it's very little!"

Yang Songwen's money, first of all, he saved more than 70 yuan by living frugally.

The rest was obtained from the pigeon market and the county magistrate's house in the county town.

Less than 300 yuan, it's really not much.

Three turns and one ring are definitely not enough!

But you can get one or two, but after getting one or two, there is no money left to buy other things.

Therefore, Yang Songwen thinks it is more practical to buy some quilts, pillows, new clothes, etc.

As for the three turns and one ring, you can't eat or drink, so you don't have to buy it!

The so-called three turns and one ring is nothing more than a 28-bar bicycle, a sewing machine, a watch, and a radio!

These things can be bought casually in the future, and they are also rotting on the streets, not expensive at all!

Like bicycles, the streets in the future are all shared bicycles.

Sewing machines are almost eliminated. Who among ordinary people still uses sewing machines? Except for tailors, basically no one uses them.

There are also watches. There are many quartz watches at street stalls for 20 yuan each. They are imitations of famous watches. They are so cheap that they are cheaper than cabbage!

Finally, there are radios.

Radios in later generations are also obsolete. Even mobile phones are rarely used to listen to the radio.

Only in this backward and poor era, people really treasure the three-turn and one-ring!

But Yang Songwen is disdainful!

"Comrade Youwei, if you need anything, tell me, I have money!" Yang Songwen picked up the bill and waved it.

Jiang Youwei's face turned slightly hot:"No need to buy anything, you have everything in this room!"

"That won't work!"

Yang Songwen shook his head:"Among the three-turn and one-ring, the most practical ones are the radio and the 28-bar, but we can't receive radio signals in Kaoshan Village, so the radio is useless and can't receive radio stations. As for the 28-bar, it seems that it can't be used in Kaoshan Village!"

"That's right, there are ox carts in the village. You can walk or take an ox cart to work. Using a 28-bar ox cart will only attract attention and make people jealous. It's not worth it!" Jiang Youwei said

""Okay, my wife is still far-sighted!"

Yang Songwen gave Jiang Youwei a thumbs up and praised:"Then use the money to buy new bedding, a bed, various daily necessities and a few sets of new clothes and shoes, and buy some candy and food. The rest can be used to set up a few tables and invite the villagers to have a buffet.……"

"You arrange it!"

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements. Tomorrow morning, you and I will go to the county town to get the certificate. Don't regret it!" Yang Songwen looked at Jiang Youwei.

"No regrets!"

Jiang Youwei shook her head,"But you have to promise me that you will find a way to return to the capital in the future!"

"That's easy!"

Yang Songwen nodded."Have you forgotten what I told you? The college entrance examination will be resumed in two years. We should study hard now and work hard quietly. Then we can surprise everyone and go to Beijing to attend university. It will only take a few minutes to stay in Beijing to work!""

"Okay, I believe you!" Jiang Youwei nodded.

The next morning.

Yang Songwen and Jiang Youwei set out for the county town.

It happened to be market day.

Someone in the village drove a tractor to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town, and Yang Songwen and Jiang Youwei just got on the tractor and went to the county town. There were many villagers going to the market along the way. When approaching the county town, you can see villagers from all over the country carrying things to the market.

At this time, it is still a planned economy, but it can't stop the country people from going to the pigeon market in the city to exchange things.

It seems that the policy has gradually relaxed, and the control of the pigeon market is not as strict as before.

The tractor stopped at the supply and marketing cooperative in the town. Yang Songwen and Jiang Youwei jumped off the car, thanked the driver, and then went to the post office.

"Comrade Songwen, why are you going to the Post Office? Are you going to Xie's house?" Jiang Youwei was puzzled.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly go to the Xie family?"

Yang Songwen tapped Jiang Youwei's forehead and said,"I went to the post office to see if there were any letters or money orders for me!"

""Oh, so that's how it is!"

Jiang Youwei was embarrassed, she seemed too nervous.

But it's no wonder she was nervous. These days, the affairs of the Yang family and the Xie family have been a hot topic in the village. When the post and telecommunications bureau is mentioned, people can't help but think of the mother and daughter of the Xie family!

That Mo Xiu Lian seems very reckless!

And that Xie family's daughter Xie Luzhu, very fashionable, and it can be seen at a glance that she comes from a wealthy family.

Enter the hall of the post and telecommunications bureau. In the entire Hongqi Town, the post and telecommunications building is the most imposing. It is located right in the square in the center of the town, with people coming and going, and the most people going to the market. The decoration in the hall of the post and telecommunications bureau is also the most luxurious.

Of course, in the eyes of people of this era, it is the most luxurious, but in Yang Songwen's view, this level of luxury is actually a bit shabby and simple.

When he came to the counter, Yang Songwen saw a young lady in uniform working, and hurriedly took out four deposit slips and asked:"Comrade, I'm here to withdraw money!"

"Wait a minute!"

The female comrade took the deposit slip and found that there were four of them, each with a remittance of more than 50 to 200 yuan.

The total amount of the four deposits was 327.85 yuan.

"Do you have a work permit or a letter of introduction?" the female comrade asked

"Yes!"

Yang Songwen quickly took out the letter of introduction and handed it over.

On the letter of introduction was the identity certificate written by the village chief Diao Shiqiang, as well as the official seal of the village committee!

The female comrade glanced at it and was surprised. She thought:"This person is actually a farmer? So rich, farmers are so rich!"

The female comrade was very curious about what Yang Songwen had done that someone actually sent him money?

"This is three hundred and twenty-seven yuan and eighty-five cents, please count it!"

The female comrade stood up and handed over the banknotes.

Yang Songwen took it and counted it swiftly.

It was a thick stack of banknotes, with the largest denomination being ten yuan.

At this moment, Yang Songwen had a total of more than five hundred yuan in banknotes in his hand!

This is a huge sum of money nowadays!

Think about it, the monthly salary of post office staff is generally only thirty or forty yuan, and five hundred yuan is equivalent to more than a year's salary for them!

Jiang Youwei widened her eyes when she saw the money:"Comrade Songwen, what money is this and who sent it to you?"

"Don’t you know that?"

Yang Songwen looked around and found that no one was paying attention. He quickly leaned close to Jiang Youwei’s ear and lowered his voice:"I submitted manuscripts to several publications, including poems and popular science articles, and the publications remitted me royalties!"

Jiang Youwei was surprised.

She knew that Yang Songwen wrote poems.

But she didn’t expect that it would be published!

"You can also write popular science articles?"Jiang Youwei couldn't believe it. You know, Yang Songwen is just a farmer with only a junior high school education.

"Is this rare?" Yang Songwen said arrogantly:"Have you ever seen 100,000 Whys?"

Jiang Youwei shook her head in confusion:"What is that?"

"It's just a popular science article. You won't understand even if I tell you. All you need to know is that I can make money through articles and poems!"

"Okay!" Jiang Youwei was moved:"Then when can I read the poems you wrote?"

"What's so good about it? They're all poems praising the shining red star. There's nothing interesting to see!" Yang Songwen sighed.

Originally, he wanted to submit those love poems to the journal.

But considering that the cultural atmosphere in the past one or two years has been rather strange, Yang Songwen did not submit love poems, but only some poems praising the times, the working class, farmers and soldiers.

In his own opinion, poetry is very disgusting.

But, they were all published!

Moreover, several editors personally wrote back and gave high praise to what Yang Songwen wrote.

Even the manuscript fee has risen!

"There is really no other way. After the college entrance examination is resumed, the era of love poems will probably come. By then, it won't be a problem to pick up girls with a few poems.……"Yang Songwen thought for a while and felt quite happy holding the huge sum of money in his hand.