Chapter 119 Everything is under control
“Our hometown is in the field of hope...”
“We have been living in this field for generations.”
"Be rich for her, prosper for her."
Early in the morning, "In the Field of Hope" was playing on the radio.
After breakfast, Fang Yan stretched. On a rare Sunday, he had to devote his time and energy to creation.
Yesterday afternoon, I participated in the small exchange meeting of the Yanjing Writers Association for the first time, and I learned a lot about the creative tasks this time.
Medical care, post and telecommunications, steel, textiles, factories and mines...
All walks of life, various fields, various occupations, free choice, no restrictions, there is no rigid requirement for word length.
Even the time is quite relaxed. It can be published by the end of the year at the latest. There is no hard punishment for not completing the task.
"Hoo~"
Fang Yan blew a cup of hot tea with two jujubes floating on it.
My eyes slowly fell on the pages of paper on the table.
The above is densely listed with works in related fields.
For example, steel, "The Piano of Steel", "The Long Season", "Iron Will", "The Age of Steel"...
There are indeed many movies and TV series related to career and workplace.
But there are not many about the early 1980s, and they have to be positive examples.
So, I had to expand the scope to foreign works.
For example, "The Railway Man" by Takakura Ken and Hirosue Ryoko is about a railway man who has worked silently at the station all his life. This movie only paid attention to it because it starred Takakura Ken.
After all, Ken Takakura was the most famous Japanese actor in the country in the 1980s.
"Manhunt", which was introduced in 1976, immediately caused a sensation with crowds of people upon its release.
After writing the work about "railway", it was the post and telecommunications' turn next, and I couldn't help but think of the female postman.
"What does the postman have?"
Fang Yan took a leisurely sip of tea.
Suddenly, Fang Hong’s loud voice came from outside the house:
"Yanzi, it's almost time, we should set off!"
"Coming."
Fang Yan glanced at the plum watch and walked out of the room.
Fang Yan was wearing a Bragi dress, and her little hand was being held by Fang Hong, who was wearing jeans. Both of them were wearing Casio electronic watches.
“Why do you have to let me wear this outfit?”
Fang Hong was puzzled.
"You will know when the time comes."
Fang Yan showed a mysterious smile, shouted "Let's go" and took them to Dongbalizhuang.
The first, second and third cotton spinning factories of Yanjing are located here, lined up from east to west. The south of the road is the factory area, and the north of the road is the living area.
In this textile city, the proportion of female workers in the three factories can account for more than 70%, so it is nicknamed the "daughter country".
These days, it is very honorable to be a female textile worker. The average monthly salary alone is nearly 60 yuan, which is higher than the average salary of government officials. It is definitely a high-income group.
At this moment, stalls were set up one after another on the street opposite the Lubei Living Area.
The most eye-catching among them is Han Yuemin.
The stone-washed jeans stand out from the crowd.
“Sister Yaya, Yanzi.”
In front of the stall, Su Ya, Tang Shengnan, and Bai Ruoxue stood, waving to them.
“Sister, you called them here?”
Fang Yan looked at Fang Hong in surprise.
Fang Hong coughed a few times, "I let them pick out the pants. It's rare to see such good jeans."
"That's fine."
Seeing her guilty look, Fang Yan knew that he was worried that Han Yuemin would have no business after opening, so he specially called people to support her.
"Teacher Fang!"
Bai Ruoxue and the two greeted cordially.
"It's hot today, let's go to one side to cool down for a while, and let my sister and Brother Han watch the stall."
Fang Yan and Han Yuemin looked at each other, and then asked Fang Yan , Tang Shengnan and others were sent away.
"Yanzi, what are you doing?"
Fang Hong suddenly became anxious and lowered her voice.
"Sister, if you stay here, I will not only help Brother Han manage the stall, but also let you be a clothing model."
Fang Yan said a few words of comfort, "Model Do you understand?”
Fang Hong was startled, “Is it that foreign model from Cardin?”
"No, what you are wearing now are the jeans from Brother Han's stall. As the saying goes, seeing is believing. How could those young women not be moved when they see you dressed so fashionably and beautifully?"
Fang Yan said It's one thing to say, one thing for sellers to show off, and another thing for buyers to show off.
"Then you can't leave me here alone."
Fang Hong understood immediately, and if he dared her to wear jeans and a digital watch, she would be a model for Han Yuemin!
“Don’t worry.”
"When the critical moment comes, we will appear."
Fang Yan smiled and led the confused Bai Ruoxue and others away and hid not far away.
"Teacher Fang, what are you doing?"
Bai Ruoxue took out a bag of peanuts and distributed them to everyone.
“It’s also about timing when you support me. You can go there later.” Fang Yan changed the subject and asked about the progress of the play.
"The script has been written and rehearsals will begin in the next few days."
Bai Ruoxue extended an invitation to him.
If you have time, you can come and take a look and give me some guidance.
"I'll forget it. I don't know anything about drama. Don't mislead you." Fang Yan waved his hand.
“How is that possible!” Bai Ruoxue said, “The methods, experiences, and expressions you talked about last time really gave us a sudden enlightenment!”
Tang Shengnan also echoed: "Yes, according to what Teacher Fang said, everyone's acting skills have improved significantly."
Fang Yan was about to open his mouth when he saw a group of female textile workers in his peripheral vision. Passing by Han Yuemin's stall while chatting and laughing, he stopped.
Because female workers need to work 24 hours a day and three shifts, they can earn money, but they have no time to spend it and there is no other place to spend it.
You can only visit the state-owned store in the factory, but obviously, the things on Han Yuemin's stall are something that has never been found in the store.
"How much does this electronic watch cost?"
"12 yuan."
"12 yuan, this is too expensive!"
"This is a Casio electronic watch "It has been advertised on TV."
Looking at Han Yuemin's patient introduction, Fang Hong's eyes widened. Is anyone really buying this?
"How do you sell these jeans?"
Another female worker glanced at what Fang Hong was wearing, her eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but touch a pair of jeans.
“35 yuan.”
The price quoted by Han Yuemin shocked Fang Hong.
This is almost as much as a month’s salary for an ordinary worker!
"35 yuan?!"
The female workers were also shocked, "How can it be so expensive?"
"The price is not expensive at all. Look at this material, this Style, stone ground, what? It won’t get damaged even if you wash it.”
Han Yuemin said: “And Zhang Yu, do you know that?”
“How could you not know about Zhou Yun in “Lushan Love”?
The female workers whispered among themselves.
“Zhang Yu is wearing these kind of jeans.”
Han Yuemin said confidently.
“Real or fake?”
“No way? I don’t believe it!”
"I don't believe it either."
The female workers were all chirping with disbelief on their faces.
But when Han Yuemin showed a photo of himself with Zhang Yu, Zhu Shimao and other actors, as well as a poster of "Romance in Lushan" showing Zhang Yu wearing jeans, the crowd was in an uproar and their hearts suddenly moved.
“And you don’t have to worry about bell-bottom pants being cut off as fancy clothes. My jeans don’t have big legs.”
“Not only are they wear-resistant and sturdy, but they are also fashionable and trendy... ”
"Jeans were originally designed as work clothes for heavy labor, that is, clothes specially tailored for workers!"
Han Yuemin's mouth was like a machine gun, and Barabara came again.
Fang Hong looked at him blankly. She didn't look like her usual self. She was glib and had a lotus-like tongue. She must have been taught by Fang Yan.
“Today is the first day I set up a stall, so I’ll reward you for opening.”
“The first ten customers who buy my jeans will get a pair of nylon socks for free.”
Han Yuemin pointed to the socks in front of him.
Not only in terms of color, the key is that it is made of nylon.
Just when the female workers were completely confused by these layers of pressure, Bai Ruoxue and the others came, and they were quite generous.
“Finally arrived!”
“I just went home to withdraw money. No one has bought Zhang Yu’s jeans of the same style yet!”
At this critical moment, Fang Yan asked them to come and support them. There were rice and wine holders, and of course there were sitters for setting up stalls.
Although Bai Ruoxue and Tang Shengnan are in the amateur drama team, their acting skills are enough to cope with it.
With their participation, some wavering female workers finally made up their minds. Those who wanted to buy watches would buy watches, and those who wanted socks would buy socks.
Those who want to buy jeans don’t have so much money with them, so they can either ask their best friends to borrow them in cash, or they can simply run back to the dormitory to get the money.
In an instant, Han Yuemin's stall was bustling with activity. He paid with one hand and delivered the goods with the other. Business was booming.
Bai Ruoxue came back with a pair of jeans, with a look of disbelief on her face, "Are they starting to be sold now?"
"Yes, they are sold." Fang Yan said with a smile.
Bai Ruoxue sighed with emotion, "That's not a few dollars, but more than ten dollars or dozens of dollars?"
"This is just the beginning."
Fang Yan looked at the dormitory and said leisurely: "Those lesbians who go back to withdraw money, don't know how many people they can bring?"
"Teacher Fang, how come you know so much?"
Bai Ruoxue suddenly realized that all of this was under his control, one link after another.
"Literary creation requires observation and imagination, I just use it."
Fang Yan said with a smile: "Thank you for coming to support me."
Tang Shengnan Said: "You are too polite. Ruoxue and I have long wanted to buy a pair of jeans to wear, but we have never been able to find a place."
Bai Ruoxue nodded, staring at the door of the living area, and could vaguely see someone running out.
This is Beijing Cotton Factory No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3. There are tens of thousands of people. Even if one-tenth of the number comes out, it is enough to be described as crowded.
Fang Hong became nervous and stared at the crowd that kept pouring out. The flow was endless and seemed to never stop.
She blinked suddenly and saw a small flow of people coming out of the dormitory, crossing the street, and going straight to the stall.
Everyone is young and beautiful, and their clothes are clean. At first glance, they are here for "Zhang Yu's same style jeans".
Watching them robbing, Fang Yan couldn't help but sigh: "It is best to make money from women and children. It is indeed a wise saying."
Bai Ruoxue asked curiously: "Teacher Fang, who said this?"
“I can’t remember clearly, maybe it was Mr. Lu Xun or someone else.”
“Mr. Lu Xun shouldn’t have said this, right?”
“It’s hard to say, after all, Mr. Lu Xun said it So many words.”
Fang Yan and Bai Ruoxue looked at each other and joked.
(End of this chapter)