With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

On the table were 200 US dollars, 50 yuan and a few Japanese yen. Xue Ming threw the Japanese yen to Yamada. This thing was not very valuable, but the US dollar was quite valuable.

The watch is a Shuangshi brand mechanical watch that is popular all over the world. It is a well-deserved luxury product. There is also a miniature compass on the strap, and the pointer always points to the north.

The camera is a Nikka SLR, which doesn’t look cheap. The watch and camera are definitely worth more than [-] yuan. I wonder if there is room for upgrades.

Yamada Kirie put away the Japanese yen and took out a cowhide box from the travel bag, opened the lid and took out binoculars, a must-have equipment for experienced travel enthusiasts.

"Xue Sang, this is a 7x 50mm military-grade telescope. I hope Xue Sang likes it." Yamada Kirei offered it with both hands.

Xue Ming placed it in front of his eyes to look outside the door. The long-distance effect was excellent, and he would be even more powerful when hunting in the forest.

"You can only buy the upper volume of these, as for the lower volume." Xue Ming thought about it carefully, "You should go back to China and ask the professionals first, and then you can decide whether to buy the lower volume."

The two volumes total more than 40 words. It would be exhausting to copy it all at once, so I’d better go home and copy it slowly.

Yamada Kirrang was trembling, "Xue Sang, will the price of the second volume be much higher than the first volume?"

"No, the premium will be twice as much." Xue Ming had already remembered that this book was published in the 70s, and it was now the late 50s. After all, a gap of more than ten years might not make it popular, and the lion's big mouth would definitely scare Yamada away.

"Thank you Xue Sang, please draft an agreement." Yamada Kiri asked An to stand up with a sigh of relief and bow.

Xue Ming completed the copyright transfer agreement, and after checking it, they signed and fingerprinted it.

Arranged for him to rest in the west wing opposite, locked the door and entered the space, carefully placed his watch, camera, and telescope on the ground to open the blind box, and he suddenly became excited.

The next second, the sea of ​​clouds to the north of the bamboo house retreated outwards, and flat farmland appeared in the space.

Two minutes later, the sea of ​​clouds calmed down, and Xue Ming immediately rode his bicycle and went around to see about three acres of farmland.

He walked into the field and bent down to grab a handful of soil. It turned out to be the most fertile black soil. "Good guy, you are forcing me to farm."

I don’t know if I can grow food, and I don’t know how much yield I can achieve without pesticides and fertilizers. The most helpless thing is that Xue Ming doesn’t know how to farm and has to learn from scratch.

I left space on my bike and went to a department store to buy ink. The thought of copying hundreds of thousands of Japanese symbols gave me a headache.

On the way, he found that passersby were looking at his bicycle, and the return rate reached more than 98%.

A young man on a bicycle caught up and asked, "Comrade, what brand is your car, and why does it have an electric light?"

"British Crested." Xue Ming looked at his car and it seemed like it always had a big bump. It looked very worn out and it didn't have any electric lights.

"Good guy, imported goods!" The young man gave a thumbs up and sped off.

When he was approaching the department store, he heard someone calling him, "Comrade, there is a bicycle comrade who grinds electric lamps."

This sounded awkward. Xue Ming looked up and braked quickly, and saw a very nice girl.She is tall and tall, wearing bragi, and her beauty cannot be described in words. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever met in my past and present lives.

"Little comrade, do you still remember me?" The middle-aged aunt came over and complained, "We agreed to come to me to get the industrial tickets yesterday, but why didn't you come?"

Zhao Shufen, the operations director on the first floor of the department store, led Xue Ming to sell deer antlers and even followed Xue Ming around while he was shopping.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Zhao, I'm really sorry!" Xue Ming was a little embarrassed. He was busy copying books yesterday and forgot about the agreement to buy industrial tickets.

"Oh, Fengtou car." Zhao Shufen lay on the car and looked carefully, "Zheng Huaqiao is the only one in the provincial capital who owns a female model Yingfeng. Is this his car? How much did it cost?"

"It's only 300 yuan, a friendly price." Xue Ming got out of the car and pushed him to the roadside.

The woman next to the beauty rolled her eyes and led the beauty to Zhao Shufen, "Brother and sister, who is this comrade?"

"This is Comrade Xue Ming. I collected the industrial tickets to help him buy a watch." Zhao Shufen said, "Why doesn't Xiao Xue come to me to get the industrial tickets? Why doesn't he want to buy a watch?"

"Sorry Aunt Zhao, I won't buy the watch. A friend gave me one." Xue Ming stretched out his arm to reveal the watch, "I will buy as many industrial tickets as you have."

Zhao Shufen grabbed Xue Ming's wrist and exclaimed, "Double Lion mechanical watch imported from Japan, this watch can be sold for 200 yuan. God, no wonder I don't like domestic watches."

Speaking of which, she patted her head and said, "Look at my brain. Xiao Xue, let me introduce you. This is my sister-in-law Qin Fengru. This is my eldest niece Zhao Xue, a Chinese teacher at No. [-] Middle School in the provincial capital."

"Hello Aunt Qin, hello Teacher Zhao." Xue Ming shook hands with them respectively. The teacher at No. [-] Middle School in the provincial capital was quite awesome.

Zhao Xue was not used to shaking hands, so Xue Ming turned to Zhao Shufen and asked, "How many industrial votes does Aunt Zhao have?"

"There are only 50 pictures. Xiao Xue and I went home to drink some water. It's not far from here." Zhao Shufen looked around.

The street is not a place to exchange tickets. Xue Ming looked at his watch and decided to go home with them without delay in buying ink.

Nowadays, in addition to gold, silver and jewelry, the products worth more than [-] yuan are probably industrial products such as televisions and radios, so it is necessary to hoard industrial tickets.

Zhao Shufen's home is a two-story family home. There are portraits of great figures hanging in the living room and the furniture is quite high-end. It looks like a middle-class family.

She took out 50 industrial tickets from her pocket and said, "Xiao Xue will look at the tickets first. We'll pay one dollar each according to the market price. I won't ask you for more."

"Thank you Aunt Zhao." Xue Ming counted the tickets and put them in his pocket and counted 50 yuan to her.

Thinking about it carefully, I owe her several favors, one for selling deer antlers, one for reception and shopping, and another for collecting industrial tickets.

There is a photo album under the portrait of the great man, which is densely packed with photos. "Does Aunt Zhao like to take pictures?"

"I like it." Zhao Shufen chuckled, "All of us like to take pictures, and your uncle works in a photo studio."

"Then let me take some photos for you." Xue Ming took out a Nikka SLR camera from his bicycle backpack and took three photos to return her three favors.

"Do you also have a camera for taking pictures?" Zhao Shufen's eyes went dark and she wanted to faint. You can't buy this thing even with money and tickets. You need to write a report and submit it to the Industrial Bureau for approval.

Xue Ming has turned into a money gun, Zhao Shufen winked at the old sister-in-law, don't let Xiaoxue keep a dull face anymore, such a golden turtle son-in-law cannot fly away.

Qin Fengru was more anxious than she was. She had no choice but to kiss her daughter because she had such a cold personality. It was impossible to expect her to take the initiative to strike up a conversation with a strange man.We just met by chance today. If I had made an appointment in advance, she wouldn't have come at all.

Zhao Shufen couldn't care less. She walked to the bicycle and held the handlebars with both hands. "Xiao Xue, give me one first."

The flash was on and the photo was taken. Qin Fengru also took Zhao Xue to pose next to the bicycle. Xue Ming did not expect that a broken bicycle could also become a background for taking pictures.

Zhao Shufen came up with a plan, "As the saying goes, meeting is destined to happen. Xiaoxue, wait until I call your uncle back to take a photo with you and Xiaoxue."

"No!" The Iceberg Goddess finally spoke, rejecting the offer so simply that Xue Ming once suspected that she was mute.