Chapter 92 "Art Troupe"
"For those of you who don't have it, we sell it on the first floor, at the counter under the corner of the stairs."
"Okay, thank you, how much does this cloth cost?"
"Three feet of cloth costs three feet of ticket. This cloth is made of cotton and the price is higher than that of processed cloth. It costs 2 cents per foot. Do you want it?"
"Yes. .”
He gave the money slip neatly, and when he got the cloth wrapped in oil paper, Lu Miao went downstairs to buy needlepoint and thread. At that time, she felt inexplicably emotional.
Whether it is cloth, food, or various resource issues, urban and rural people are facing two completely different situations.
City people eat commercial grain, have a chance to participate in urban work and secure a solid job, and even have a chance to save money. However, the reality is that it is difficult to obtain material supplies through formal channels.
What about the countryside?
Either they are short of money or they are short of tickets. It takes an old farmer a year and a half to collect the money or tickets for two or three feet of fabric. There is not much supply in the first place. Cloth or other materials became "surplus" instead.
Lu Miao didn't know whether to call this situation sad or ridiculous.
But fortunately, days like this will not last for a few more years...
While I was thinking wildly, Geng Xiaoyun’s voice suddenly came from behind me:
“You can find it Got you, big guy "I'm going to have dinner."
Geng Xiaoyun approached Lu Miao and originally wanted to ask her if she had bought everything. But when she saw that there were people of all ages with small bags and big pockets around Lu Miao, her words changed. Another sentence:
"This guy, why did you buy so much? You want to move this Yanji Department Store to our place!"
"How can it be that exaggerated? I just bought some nuts and daily necessities. ”
Geng Xiaoyun didn’t listen carefully to what she said and took the thing in her hand. Noticing that the bottom of the big woven bag was full of dust, Geng Xiaoyun was surprised and helpless:
“You just dragged this bag with you all the way?”
Lu Miao opened her lips and wrung her hands. I was thinking about how to reply, "There are many things, it's hard to carry, and this one is heavy..."
"Okay, stop talking, I understand."
Geng Xiaoyun threw the woven bag over his shoulder, scratching his forehead in worry, not knowing what to say.
Just as Gu Ying and others came down the stairs together, Gu Ying was very surprised when she saw them: "Hey, Lu Miao, what did you buy? Why are there so many?"
"Nothing, just everyday things like toilet paper , shouldn’t we be more serious during the holidays? It’s a rare trip, so I bought a little more and used it later when I got back.”
Although Gu Ying felt that Lu Miao bought a lot, she knew it in her heart. , then nodded and said:
"You have to put your things away carefully when you get back. The resurgence in the south is fierce, so don't go back and ruin things."
"Yeah, yeah!" Lu Miao nodded as he pecked at the rice.
The female educated youths gathered together and walked towards the agreed state-owned hotel. Yang Xiaojing and Ren Bingxin walked slowly behind. Looking at the bulging woven bag on Geng Xiaoyun's shoulder, Yang Xiaojing muttered:
"It's better this time When I went back to the toilet, I couldn’t even see shit, it was all toilet paper.”
Ren Bingxin took a breath of air and looked at her with a grin on her face, “Why do you suddenly say it’s so disgusting to eat hawthorn slices?” ”
"What's wrong with eating hawthorn slices? It's not like eating shit, why are you in a hurry!" Yang Xiaojing didn't take it seriously, and stretched out her hand to Ren Bingxin, "Give me some."
Ren Bingxin was convinced, Yang Xiaojing So disgusting! He spoke regardless of the occasion, which made her almost unable to eat hawthorn slices.
Teared some hawthorn slices and stuffed them into Yang Xiaojing. Ren Bingxin couldn’t stay with her any longer. She rolled up the hawthorn slices and packed them up. Ren Bingxin trotted to catch up with Lu Miao in front. . Seeing that she was unhappy, Lu Miao asked: "What's wrong?"
Ren Bingxin shook her head, smiled and joked: "It's okay, it's not like I like to be with you, so I just come to you. Are you here?”
Lu Miao gave her an angry look, then looked away, and the group continued walking along the street, laughing and talking.
When we were about to arrive at the state-owned hotel, a long queue in front of a three-story building on the street attracted the attention of several people.
Lu Miao muttered curiously: "What are you doing?"
Gu Ying said based on her feeling: "It should be about queuing up to buy something, right?"
"I can't see it. Like." Ren Bingxin raised her chin, "Didn't you notice that the people in line are all young lesbians?"
"It's really..."
"Oh, don't guess, you guys wait for me here, I'll go over and have a look!"
Unable to hold back his curiosity, Ren Bingxin said a word, very He quickly disappeared.
When she came back not long after, Ren Bingxin put her hands on her knees and panted, talking about the news she had learned: "It is said that a leader has come from the county. It seems that some art troupe is recruiting art soldiers!"
Gu Ying wondered: "How come the art troupe comes here to recruit people? Aren't they all recruited from the People's Liberation Army Art Academy?"
Ren Bingxin defended: "That's not entirely true. My second aunt's sister-in-law's cousin's daughter-in-law is in the art troupe. I heard that she joined the art troupe at that time, and she asked someone privately when the people in the art troupe were performing."
"What are you asking?" Lu Miao asked.
Although she didn't know how to join the art troupe, and she didn't quite understand the relationship between Ren Bingxin and her sister-in-law's cousin's daughter-in-law, this didn't stop her from being curious.
Ren Bingxin said "tsk": "You are usually very smart, why are you confused now? What else can you ask? Just ask if they are short of people and whether they are recruiting people!"
Lu Miao asked again: "Then just by asking, you go in?"
"Otherwise?" Ren Bingxin asked back, and after a while she said enthusiastically: "I just heard that if you are selected, the monthly salary will be great!"
She stretched out her hand and gestured: "The monthly salary is twenty-three yuan, and other allowances include six yuan in addition to scattered tickets!"
Although I have gradually adapted to the life in the production team, I have There is a better choice before you, so why not choose a better one?
This income is not worse than that of a junior formal worker in a state-owned factory. Ren Bingxin has heard before that the salary of the cultural troupe increases year by year, with an annual increase of six yuan.
For example, the salary in the first year is twenty-three yuan a month, and in the second year it is twenty-nine yuan. Plus the monthly extra allowance, it really makes a difference.
Ren Bingxin was very excited. Seeing everyone's hesitation, she kept lobbying:
"Let's participate too, what if we are selected?"
Lu Miao shook her head and said suspiciously: " We know Qing, he is not a local member, can he participate? If he is selected, can the team let him go?"
"This..."
Ren Bingxin was stunned, suddenly. Also a little unsure.
Yang Xiaojing stood up at this time: "It should be possible. I saw familiar faces in the queue just now. They were the educated youth who went to the countryside with us before, but they were separated to other places..."
“They can all do it, Why can't we? Moreover, the county's cultural troupe is also a serious department, and it relies on the state. Why doesn't the captain let him go? "
(End of Chapter)