Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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The students in the Ruixue group were extremely excited to be able to sit on the sleeper when they returned home during the holidays.

The capacity of trains in the 1980s was extremely tight. In normal times, it was normal to pack five or six hundred people in a car with a capacity of more than 100 people. As the peak period of the Spring Festival approached, if you want to buy hard seats, you have to queue up a few days in advance. Whether you can get it depends on luck.

Wang Guohua boarded the hard-sleeper carriage first, and saw that there were only one bed and one person in the carriage. He was so happy that he yelled at people to play cards, and said: "Today we must play all night, the one who sleeps is a bastard."

Liu Shan glared at him immediately, and said, "If you want to play cards, you can't disturb other people's rest. Besides us, there are other passengers in the carriage."

"If you like, we can play cards together." Wang Guohua said with a playful smile, "It would be a waste not to use such a spacious car. Look at the hard-seat car over there. The crowds are like live pigs. We still have space here. Playing cards, you don't even say enjoy it."

Xu Jing fanned her nose with her hand: "It stinks to death and you still play cards, why don't you sleep with your head covered."

"Do you think the quilt is clean? Last time I saw a person wipe his feet and blow his nose with the quilt..." Wang Guohua then specifically pointed out: "Wipe your feet first, then blow your nose."

Xu Jing was disgusted, and before he could say anything, He Cheng became angry: "If you don't play cards anymore, your stomach will feel bad."

"Don't tell me, let's not talk about it, come here, I will give you the gambling money." Wang Guohua happily took out the playing cards and threw them on the bed, and took out a pocket of steel coins, all of which were worth one cent and two cents. There were big five-point ones, Wang Guohua wiped them on his trousers, and took them back.

The playing cards look very old, and the patterns on the back have been worn out. If you have a good memory, you may even remember what the cards are after reading them twice.

However, this is the condition now, a deck of playing cards costs five cents, and no one can replace them when they are old. According to the current evaluation system, a poker card with less than two corners dropped is considered a good card. If there are too many corners dropped, all the corners of the poker cards are folded off, and you can still play for a while.

He Cheng and Cao Baoming skillfully took the 20-cent steel coin, and sat on the bed with Wang Guohua curled up, ready to start a battle. Su Yi and Huang Ren helped the girls put away their things, and stood beside them, watching the battle with peace of mind. After a while, people in half a carriage were attracted to come over, or play, watch or chat, having a great time.

Li Xuegong's personality was rather soft, and he said worriedly: "Why did you get paid for playing cards? What if the police come over?"

"When the marshals come over, let's play together." The first person to join the student battle group was a self-employed owner. He was smoking a cigarette and wearing a beautiful metal buckle belt around his waist.

Li Xuegong was a student after all, so he retracted his head when he saw what he said.

Yang Rui heard it,

Thinking about getting up, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, unpacked them for the people watching the battle, chatted casually, and asked Wang Guohua and others to keep their voices down. stare.

The Chinese in the 1980s were both reserved and realistic. Tobacco and alcohol were the best catalysts for a harmonious relationship. Even people who had never met before, with a cigarette and a glass of wine, they could become good friend.

Of course, ordinary people are reluctant to give cigarettes and alcohol. Like Yang Rui, the method of releasing a box of cigarettes at once only appears in government agencies, and will not be wasted on the train.

The self-employed man with a beautiful metal belt around his waist gave Yang Rui a thumbs up, took a cigarette, and smoked it in a cloud.

After a while, the carriage became smoggy, but the voice of the people naturally decreased.

Not long after the train started, the policemen and conductors passed by. Sure enough, some spectators tipped off the news in advance.

Today's trains can't even reach 60 kilometers per hour. Not far from Beijing, the speed will drop to 30 kilometers per hour. The distance of thousands of kilometers often takes two or three days to arrive. Everyone is desperately giving Find entertainment on your own.

Chatting and playing cards, drinking and bragging are the most popular sports. Playing chess is a bit inconvenient, because although the train moves slowly, it shakes violently, and the chess pieces are always shifted, which is easy to cause disputes.

It is also because of this feature that someone soon invented chess sets with magnets. The conductors pushed the trolleys and sold them in the carriages. At the beginning, they were able to sell some. Later, because the quality of the magnets was too poor, it was just a fake after all.

Yang Rui was called by Wang Guohua to play a few hands, and then he was desperate for a pair of broken cards. His memory now is no better than back then. Not to mention memorizing a full hand of cards, he can take a quick glance and remember Ace and King easily. In this way, this card is no longer fun.

Squeezing out from the crowd, Yang Rui began to find entertainment for himself. Most of the time, he simply lay on the bed and studied the materials stored in his mind. Occasionally, when he came to the station, he would buy two copies of newspapers and magazines from the window. One, regardless of whether the date and time are correct or not, just read each article blindly.

It was so boring.

From Beijing to Nanhu, the train is getting slower and slower, and the city is becoming more and more desolate.

However, when the train arrives at the station, it is still very comfortable to go down to the platform to stretch your muscles and bones and breathe some fresh air, but this is also a good thing only for sleeping cars. Because the hard-seat trains are really crowded, when you get to the platform, the flow of people getting off the train has to be squeezed out, and the flow of people getting on the train has to be squeezed up.

When the doors can't be squeezed, passengers have to get on and get off by the windows, getting down to the platform is not a stretch, but a test of the muscles. Even the ones who pulled out the window and then came in couldn't even find their original location, so they could only squeeze in the toilet and smell the smell.

Yang Rui had to get off at every stop.

For passengers who are used to green leather cars, the hard sleeper that can lie down and ride in the car is already a heavenly place, but for passengers who are used to high-speed trains and airplanes, the 30-hour journey and the dirty air are real and comfortable. insulation.

"Boss, do you want me, old turtle?" A mountain man came to Yang Rui mysteriously with a basket on his back.

"What?" Yang Rui just bought a bag of apples and was happily chewing.

"Turtle fish." The mountain man thought he didn't understand, so he opened the back basket, revealing a few soft-shelled turtles poking their heads, each of which was the size of a head.

"How to sell it?" Cao Baoming, who came down together, looked greedy.

Liu Shan frowned: "What do you want to buy for?" "Shanshen Watermark"

"Eat." Cao Baoming sucked his saliva and said, "Clean this thing up, cut it into pieces, and braise it with braised sauce. It tastes better than meat. My uncle used to bring it to me every time. My fellow, how can I sell it cheaper?"

"Five yuan for the big one, three yuan for the small one."

"I made it round, 20 is fine?" Cao Baoming counted, there are five big and three small.

The other party naturally shook his head.

Cao Baoming continued to haggle. He received full subsidies from the school and a little living expenses from the sharp school group, so there was quite a lot left.

Seeing fear, Liu Shan retreated to Yang Rui's side, and said in a low voice, "Cao Baoming bought these, but he wanted to take them to the car."

"kindness."

"The car is so crowded, what should I do if I bite someone?"

"kindness."

"There's still a long way to go."

"kindness."

"You don't care?" Liu Shan turned her head strangely.

Yang Rui coughed: "If people like to buy it, they can buy it, and I can't stop it."

"He will definitely listen to what you say."

"kindness."

"You don't want to say?" Liu Shan understood and looked at Yang Rui suspiciously.

Yang Rui coughed hard, and said after a while: "It's really delicious to cut into pieces and braised in soy sauce. Besides, they are all wild old turtles now, which is rare."

After 30 years, this kind of soft-shelled turtle weighing more than five catties will cost at least four to five thousand yuan. It is easy to sell it in a hotel with water for two to three thousand yuan. Even a small turtle weighing two or three catties, the market price It will not be less than a thousand yuan, and it is hard to tell whether it is true or false.

However, in 1984, soft-shelled turtle farming did not exist at all. All soft-shelled turtles were wild, so there was no need to worry about buying fakes. What's even more rare is that the weight of soft-shelled turtles nowadays is not small, just look at the small soft-shelled turtles in the back basket, two or three catties is considered small, four or five catties is considered big, and its price is a little more expensive than meat .

Of course, soft-shelled turtles are not as satisfying as meat. Ordinary people who have no patients are still willing to buy meat to eat. A foodie like Cao Baoming was also cultivated after training with Yang Rui for a period of time.

A turtle with a basket on its back was finally sold for 30 yuan, with a basket attached, which is almost equal to one yuan per catty.

Cao Baoming proudly carried the basket on his shoulders, and soon after, he was surrounded by more mountain people carrying baskets on their backs.

"Boss, do you still want the turtle?"

"The big one is five yuan, and the small one is two yuan."

"Four big ones, two small ones."

"Big three dollars!"

"Five yuan for two!" The mountain people bargained with each other, and Yang Rui and Cao Baoming were dumbfounded.

Liu Shan sighed inexplicably, and said, "They should choose someone to sell, so that no one can make money."

"It counts as much as you earn. Anyway, it's something from the mountains. It's the same as being given for free." The self-employed man with a metal buckle belt came down at some point, smoking a cigarette and watching.

Liu Shan shook her head: "Everything in the mountains will be sold out one day..."

"Sold out? The government said today that they won't allow the sale, and the fine will start tomorrow. Who cares about the day after tomorrow." The self-employed took a deep puff on his cigarette and got back into the car.

Liu Shan fell into thinking, Yang Rui smiled heartlessly, and went to buy a basket of old turtles to relieve Cao Baoming's siege.

The train continued on, arriving at Nanhu Railway Station with the earthy smell of old turtles, the smell of sweat from the crowd, and full of thoughts.

At this point, the students, like other passengers, were exhausted.

"Look!" In the carriage, a person suddenly shouted, and then, more people blocked the window on the left.

On the platform of Nanhu Station, colorful flags fluttered and flags fluttered, and there were two strings of extremely long firecrackers hanging under a banner.

The font of the banner is regular, and a line of big characters is respectfully written: Warmly welcome college students from Nanhu City to return home for the New Year!

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