Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai made headlines in later generations and saw too many people missing the current era. He also saw too many people saying that this era is not good and has destroyed many things.

In fact, he believes that both good and bad comments are too absolute.

It is true that some things are not good in this era. There is no need to explain this much. Those who understand will understand. But this era also has its good side. For example, there are not so many fakes, so you can eat food with confidence.

For example, the matter of entering the school now, Peking University, which has become a tourist attraction in later generations, is not so easy to enter. As for those scenic spots, after buying a ticket, you also have to buy a ticket for the scenic bus, and after entering, there are a series of consumption expenses.

Someone joked that if Xu Xiake were alive in later times, he would never have had the chance to write that travelogue and would probably have gone bankrupt halfway through his journey.

Walking into the campus, Zeng Wangcai took a breath of air, stretched himself, and suddenly sighed: "College life is so good!"

"Brother, how good is college life? Why didn't I notice it? Besides, we just got here and you haven't been to college yet." Xiaobao asked closely.

"Oh, you don't understand what big brother said. When you understand the punctuation, you will know what big brother means." Zeng Wangcai said with a smile. At this moment, he had a feeling of loneliness as a master. Most of the jokes were not understood by anyone. If you have the opportunity to read a novel written by a seafood merchant, you can probably barely keep up.

As a way of remembrance of his past life, Zeng Wangcai only occasionally told jokes, without expecting anyone to understand.

Xiaohu and Xiaobao both muttered to themselves at the same time: "Broken sentences? College, life is so good? Isn't that the same idea?"

Zeng Wangcai naturally would not explain. No one would understand him even if he explained. So there was no need to explain to those who could understand.

Four people walked in the Peking University campus in the 1960s, asking for directions along the way as they headed towards the administrative building.

School had not started yet, there were not many people in the courtyard, and there were not as many buildings as in later generations, but Zeng Wangcai just liked these buildings with a historical flavor.

As for the little tiger and little leopard brothers who had been stuttering in elementary school, they are already dazzled.

"Brother, this building is so beautiful. Are the college students taking classes here? If so, you are right, college life is really great." Xiaohu said, tilting his head while looking at a house.

Little Leopard was attracted to it and admired it and said, "Going to college must be very expensive. How much did it cost to live in such a nice house when we were in elementary school?"

Are you in elementary school?

When you were in elementary school, it was still the Republic of China, okay...

Zeng Wangcai suddenly said with a sinister intention: "You are wrong. Going to college is free. Not only is it free, but the government will also give you money, as low as 17 yuan a month."

"What? Seventeen dollars a month. It's not tuition. It's money from the government?"

"Oh my god, brother, are you mistaken? How can you go to school for free..."

It is obvious that Xiaohu and Xiaobao did not understand this, and in fact many people in later generations did not understand it.

The truth is, from 50 to 85, going to college was basically covered by the state. Not only did students not have to spend any money, they could also receive a scholarship ranging from to yuan per month, depending on their family circumstances. As long as poor students could get into college, they would basically have no worries in their lives. Moreover, if the money was not spent, it could be used to subsidize their families.

What about future generations?

Zeng Wangcai has heard of it, but he doesn't know if it's true or not. It's said to be a subsidy for poor students, but it's not something that poor students can necessarily get. It's like the minimum living allowance. There's also the foreign students who were poached from Gada in Africa, who get a subsidy of 100,000 yuan a year...

So, don’t blame some people for missing this era.

"It's true. If both of you get into college, you can earn more than thirty dollars a month for your uncle. Moreover, the government will assign you jobs after graduation, so you won't have to worry about jobs." Zeng Wangcai told the truth.

Xiaohu and Xiaobao suddenly felt like they had missed out on hundreds of millions, and their faces were filled with regret, as if they could really pass the exam if they worked hard.

The four of them came to Fatty Zheng's office. Before they went upstairs, Fatty Zheng and Lin Huyang came down together.

"Brother Zheng!" Zeng Wangcai greeted him, "Are you done yet? Let's have a drink together tonight?"

"It's over!" Lin Huyang answered for Fatty Zheng, "Brother Zheng is so efficient. I will come to handle the organization relationship tomorrow. You will be a member of Peking University from now on. Don't fight with me today. I will treat you. I will also call Liangzi and we will go east."

Donglaishun has been renamed Minzu Restaurant. Lin Huyang was so happy that he forgot about it for a moment.

Fat Zheng is a nice guy. He did not take this as his own achievement. Instead, he said modestly that he got an advantage and would rely on Lin Huyang to purchase supplies for the teachers and students on campus in the future.

As the saying goes, a loud drum does not need a heavy hammer, and everyone knows it.

"I won't go for a drink, let's do it another day!" Fatty Zheng rejected Lin Huyang's invitation and wiped the sweat off his forehead with a handkerchief. "My old man is very strict and doesn't allow me to drink outside. You guys go by yourselves. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

Although it was a pity, Lin Huyang had to give up because of the family's strict traditions.

After saying goodbye to Fatty Zheng, the five of them went to pick up Huang Liang. On the way, Zeng Wangcai said, "Let's not go to the restaurant today. Donglaishun doesn't taste good right now. Besides, you should go back and tell your uncle and aunt that your work has been completed. I guess they will definitely make delicious food at home today."

Lin Haitao trusted Zeng Wangcai very much. When he learned that his son was going to the steel mill today, he took this as a done deal.

Zhang Xiuzhi echoed Zeng Wangcai, saying, "Cook raw and cooked, half and half. We have delicious food, so why spend money?"

Before going to the Pigeon Market, Xiaohu and Xiaobao pulled a cart of things back to the courtyard and delivered some meat and braised dishes to their family.

However, Lin Huyang was happy and really wanted to go out for a drink, so he looked at Zeng Wangcai, hoping he could help talk to him.

"Why are you looking at me? It's as if I can beat her."

"puff!"

Little Tiger and Little Leopard were amused and held their stomachs. After laughing, Little Leopard said, "Brother Yangzi, I'm afraid you haven't heard about how my sister-in-law beat down more than a dozen people from Zhujia Village by herself yesterday, right?"

"Let me tell you, it was a huge scene, with dozens or even hundreds of people fighting..." Xiaohu told Lin Huyang about yesterday's event in a disjointed manner.

Lin Huyang's scalp tingled when he heard this: "I think it's not bad to eat at home..."

You are a coward. You are fighting against more than a dozen people alone. Wangcai, you will get involved in the future.

Lin Huyang mourned for his brother in his heart.

Zhang Xiuzhi calmly lifted her bangs and said nothing, but with Xiaohu's support, her aura was basically full.

The few people did not take a car, but walked around all the way and found Huang Liang's house. Huang Liang was alone at home as usual. When he heard his buddies calling him, he immediately jumped downstairs, as if his legs and feet were back to normal.

But when he came down and saw Zhang Xiuzhi, he subconsciously dodged for a moment, just like the last time he saw Zhang Xiuzhi.

This kid is so naive. Even though it’s the second time we’ve dealt with him, he’s still shy.

The gang didn't expand their forces, so they went to the courtyard together, took some braised dishes, and headed towards Lin Huyang's house together.

When they arrived at the alley where Lin Huyang's home was, it was the busy time after get off work. The alley was full of the breath of life with all kinds of people carrying loads on their shoulders trying to make a living.

"Repairing umbrellas and steel pots..." (Note: I don't know if this shout existed at the time!)

A few people passed by the entrance of the alley and saw an umbrella repairman who was shouting and repairing an umbrella with his hands. There was a small stool in front of the makeshift stall, and a woman was sitting on the stool waiting.

"Mom, where is the umbrella?" Lin Huyang shouted when he saw the woman. The person who was repairing the umbrella was his mother.

"Yangzi is back, Wangcai is here too, how are you guys doing today?"

"Auntie, good news for you!" Zeng Wangcai said with a smile, "Yangzi has found a job. It's not in the steel mill, but in Peking University, and he's a buyer. I have to eat your meal today..."

"What? Going to Peking University?" Lin Huyang's mother was stunned for a moment, then she clapped her hands on her knees and jumped up, without even taking the umbrella, and ran madly into the alley, "My son got into Peking University..."