Hello, 1983

Leaving Chaoyang Park, Hou San thief led the way in front of him.

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

Finally, there was Liu Quangang, who put his hands in his trouser pockets, whistled and swayed behind him.

The group walked through the streets and alleys for a long time before entering a large courtyard.

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

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

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

Hou San's small eyes on the left are straight.

As for Liu Quangang on the right, he stopped blowing his whistle and lost his dashing energy. Instead, he looked a little dazed, like sleepwalking.

The three walked for a long time, and Liu Quangang seemed to have just recovered. He grabbed Liu Qingshan's arm and said excitedly, "Brother, you've sent it!"

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

Not 3,000 bricks, but 3,000 yuan, 300 pieces of unity that can be counted one by one, even when it is dark!

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

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

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

With this money, I can cure my grandpa's eyes.

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

With this money, my mother doesn't have 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 money that can change fate!

Perhaps, it was the father who was in the dark, guarding the family in this way.

Returning to the hotel excitedly, Liu Qingshan took out four cards of great unity and handed them to Monkey San: "Thank you, you can buy a pack of cigarettes and smoke with this money, and there is also a pot of flowers, please send them over there."

After all, it is necessary to pay a little bit of hard work for the line that others lead. This is the principle of doing things.

Hou San did not rush to receive the money, but looked at Liu Qingshan eagerly and said, "Little brother, how about I hang out with you in the future?"

Liu Qingshan smiled: "Ture my eyes, I will go home and farm. If you can eat the hard work, I have no problem."

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

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

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

Liu Qingshan responded. He was going to wait until he had enough money to buy some things that could appreciate greatly in the future and save them first.

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

After sending Hou San away, Liu Qingshan said to Liu Quangang again, "Brother Gangzi, I'll call Brother Fei tonight. I'll invite you to dinner alone. Remember to call Miss Mei as well."

Alright, Liu Quangang agreed and left excitedly.

After these two days, he was convinced that this little brother is capable, and he will get good benefits in the future.

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

Just now they went into the house to move the flower pots. Of course the old man knew that and asked calmly, "Well, how much did you sell?"

"Guess what?"

The beaming Liu Qingshan asked his grandfather jokingly.

"Well, looking at your happy appearance, you must have sold a lot of money, about two hundred yuan, right?"

The old man asked conservatively.

"Too little, guess again!"

"five hundred?"

"Still too little!"

"one thousand?"

Liu Shikui's voice was already trembling.

"Three times more!"

Liu Qingshan no longer ink, and directly said the answer.

Liu Shikui's body trembled, his squinted eyes widened sharply, and the whiteness was so terrifying.

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

Liu Qingshan leaned forward, patted his grandfather's back and said, "Master, it sold for a total of 3,000 yuan. This time, you should agree to have your eyes treated, right?"

The old man trembled a few times, his voice was choked, and he said with tears: "This... This must be your father's blessing to us, so that we can leave this wealth!"

"Zhi, must be cured, this is Zijun's filial piety, and thanks to your cleverness, otherwise, this good thing is wasted in vain!"

"Master, don't cry, it's not good for your eyes."

Seeing this situation, Liu Qingshan quickly comforted him.

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

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

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

Liu Qingshan waved his hands again and again.

Liu Shikui has now changed back to the wise and courageous old man: "I'm not going home, I'm depositing the money in the bank first. Qingshan, remember, wealth and silk move people's hearts, don't use money to test a person's quality!"

Of course, Liu Qingshan understood it as soon as he heard it, and felt that Grandpa's approach was more secure.

Because he couldn't guarantee that Liu Quangang, Fei Ge and others who he had just met would have other thoughts because of the huge sum of money.

As for 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, transferred to 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 is strong at first sight, and the windows are all the kind of iron fences that can be pushed and pulled, which are tightly blocked.

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

Liu Qingshan was relieved when he thought about it. Nowadays, there is basically no money left in the family. Even if there is some savings, he is not worried about depositing it in the bank.

What if one day the bank goes yellow?

So, if you have some savings, it is safer to hide at home.

Everyone's idea is like this, no wonder the bank is relatively deserted.

In fact, it is not right to say that it is deserted. There is a small table in front of the bank. There is a tape recorder on the table.

Liu Qingshan listened carefully, calling on the masses to actively deposit money.

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

Several people, holding banknotes, walked in through the chicken's mouth; when they came out from the back, they were holding TVs, washing machines, tape recorders and other large items in their arms.

This bank also engages in false propaganda. Looking at the three glittering items makes people feel a little urge to save.

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

Liu Qingshan is also the first time to enter the bank of this era, and everything is fresh.

There was no need to line up at all, he directly found a free window and leaned over, and when he looked at the counter, Liu Qingshan couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

I saw an old master sitting in the window, wearing a blue hat common in this era, with sleeves on his arms, and some coins, bills, ink pads and so on next to him.

In addition to this, there is an old abacus!

"Little comrade, save money?"

The teacher wearing the mirror asked kindly.

Only then did Liu Qingshan retract his gaze, nodded, and silently took out three bundles of banknotes from the canvas bag.

At the moment, if it exceeds 500 yuan, it is considered a large amount of savings.

The old master couldn't help but take a look at this half-sized boy. These days, there are not many people who can take out a few thousand yuan at once.

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

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

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"current."

Liu Qingshan replied without hesitation.

This money has to be spent one after another, and of course it cannot be saved on a regular basis.

The old master smiled: "Little comrade, if you're not in a hurry, it's better to save on a regular basis. Now, the interest rate is 11.5 for a year on a regular basis. Do you know what it is?"

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

Liu Qingshan was really shocked.

In other words, if he saves the three thousand yuan for a year, the interest alone will be several hundred, which is enough to buy a TV.

But let's endure it first, this money, in addition to treating his grandfather's illness, buying a dowry for his eldest sister, and improving his family's life, is also his venture fund, and he can't lie in the bank to eat interest.

Liu Qingshan first saved 2,500, and the bankbook used the name of his grandfather.

On the one hand, it is to respect Grandpa, and on the other hand, it is also because Liu Qingshan has no hand poke yet.

The hand stamp is the personal name stamp, made of plexiglass, with your name engraved on the front.

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

For example, the production team distributes grain, receives and sells grain, and goes to post and telecommunications bureaus and credit unions to handle business, all of which need to be stamped.

If the post office remittance does not have a hand stamp, it cannot be received at all.

Liu Qingshan encountered such a thing once when he was in college. In the end, he was forced to do nothing. He temporarily engraved a stamp with a rubber, and then the money was withdrawn.

After the deposit was properly handled and the passbook was placed on the old man's body, the old man walked out of the bank with confidence.

At the door of the bank, when he saw the cartoon of "The Hen Goes to the TV", Liu Qingshan couldn't help but twitch his mouth: This advertisement is really not fooling people.