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“Squeak!”

Ma Wei pushed open the small door of a quadrangle house, and fanned the dust in the air. “This is it, the two rooms, the furnishings are decent, you take a look.”

Xu Fei looked at it, similar to the pattern in Ancheng. The back room was a bed, without Kang, and then there was a small stove burning honeycomb, and there were everything from wardrobes to tables and chairs.

“Yes, how about the price?”

“My friend means, let me show you the house, don’t damage it, and clean it again. If you live first, you don’t need the two dates.”

This good thing must be accepted, Xu Fei said with a smile: “Thank you that friend, and also thank Teacher Ma.”

“Hi, what kind of teacher I am, are all friends lifting.” Ma Wei all smiled, his eyes narrowed more and more narrowly.

In fact, he was also quite surprised. Just a few days ago, a phone call suddenly reached the editorial department, saying that Xu Fei was looking for it. It took him a while to remember such a person, oh, the one fighting at the bus station.

The two chatted and said that they wanted to rent a house. Please help yourself.

Ma Wei, like most of Beijing’s children, looks down on people, but he does not say that this is stronger than Wang Shuo. After all, I got married and worked for several years as an editor.

He is a kind of arrogant and clever. He didn’t offend people when he was tossing antiques. Later, he realized that he would donate to wash his body-in fact, he left his right hand.

Lao Ma loves to make friends, saying in his own words, “Good and bad are made, and character is the future. Character is character, and character that comes out slowly is called character.”

What’s more, the fighting still didn’t pay, so he asked for help. The result was really good. A friend went abroad and left an empty room.

The two came out and were meeting the aunt in the main house to buy vegetables. “Hey, what are you two doing?”

“Old five friends, rent this house to live.”

“True friends and fake friends, don’t fool the elderly, I can sue the police station.”

“The old five has a mole behind her ass, do you know?”

“Yo, that’s a real friend, live.” Aunt entered the house.

Afterwards, Xu Fei invited Ma Wei to have a meal, casually chatting, and not deep.

He couldn’t help it. The houses in this year were all invested by the state and the units were issued. It was only in the first two years that “private ownership of housing was allowed”. And he is not familiar with his life, and he may not necessarily find him when he is in heaven.

After sending away the old horse, he bought bed bedding and daily necessities, which meant staying there for a long time.

On that day, I spent one night and Xu Fei embarked on the train to the deep city early in the morning.

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“What is this suburb?”

On a hot afternoon, Xu Fei, who repeatedly guided the car, finally came out of Luohu Bus Station, rubbing his buttocks, and looked up at a large area of ​​green farmland, not far from the rolling green mountains, and the hot second-line customs construction base.

In 1982, the state approved the report on the fortification of the second line of the Shenzhen City. At that time, people called the Shenzhen-Hong Kong border the first line. Correspondingly, this SAR management line was called the second line.

Shenzhen City will have no money and no labor force, and it is mainly built by the Guangdong Border Guard.

It was not until 1985 that the second-line customs passed the national acceptance and delivered. Starting from the backside of Dapeng Bay in the east and Anle Village in the south of Nantou, the total length is 84.6 kilometers. It is composed of 2.8-meter high wire fence and patrol roads along the way, and a famous border defense card was born!

So now it’s a time to drill leaks. If you have to control it, you have to control it.

But it is said that Luohu is far from the prosperity in the future. The station is a brick house and a row of cottages, but the construction site is nearby. A new station building is rising up and equipped with a pedestrian bridge.

Opposite is Hong Kong ’s Luohu Railway Station, guarded by soldiers with live ammunition.

Deep City will implement the temporary residence permit system this year, but he glanced a few times, but did not see the joint defense team, so he boldly went inside.

Compared with other places, this place has a completely different charm. Backwardness and innovation coexist. Agriculture and buildings are co-existing. On one side is the building under construction, on the other is muddy land. Farmers are rushing to cattle, and leisurely strolling in the most prosperous areas of later generations.

The Xiangmi Lake is full of low asbestos tile houses, and the riverside is also a Hakka folk house. There are countless others carrying big bags and small bags, with uneasy and longing, come here to fight for a future.

Brutal, rough, restless, passionate everywhere.

Xu Fei went to an area where the population was concentrated, found a hotel, took a short break, and then guided to the old street under the guidance of the owner.

The old street is extremely prosperous. Although there are no high-rise buildings, all sides are full of various low-rise shops. The constant flow of people and the freedom to buy and sell are quite the scenery of the small county towns in the 1990s.

He turned into an alley and there were dozens of clothing stores inside.

The front is the shop floor, and the back is the workshop. They are all small workshops. There are dozens or twenty sewing machines that can make dozens or hundreds of clothes every day.

In the early days of reform and opening up, in order to reduce costs, Hong Kong moved a large amount of garment processing and toy processing to Shenzhen.

Both Hong Kong businessmen came back to invest and build factories, as well as mainlanders’ family workshops. The accumulation of these primitive steps laid the foundation for the future prosperity of the garment industry in Shenzhen.

Xu Fei entered a family casually, the shop was very small, and the walls and shelves were full of clothing.

“Hello, what kind of clothes do you want to buy?” A little girl came over to entertain, not easy to speak Mandarin.

“Oh, let me see it first.”

He turned around and found that the styles are very simple, mostly shirts and short sleeves.

“How much is this?” He asked, touching a really white shirt.

“fourteen.”

Good guy, it’s half cheaper than the North.

“What about this?” He touched a light blue shirt again, slightly decorated.

“twenty.”

“What about this?” He touched a rough short-sleeved shirt again.

“This is the cheapest, four dollars.”

The little girl was impatient. “Which one do you want?”

“If I don’t buy it, I’ll just take a look.”

He wiped out the door, and the little girl was stunned for a while, then took a sip, “Don’t get out and play the sun!”

Xu Fei visited a dozen homes in a row, almost knowing the price.

Most shirts are more than a dozen pieces, pure white is cheap, color is expensive, and stripes are more expensive. Short-sleeved shirts are the cheapest, because the fabric is exceptionally inferior, and the handwork is simple. Basically, a hole is cut out and can be worn on the head.

It is not only colored but also printed with very few patterns. At most, it is white clothes, and then something is printed-this is the problem of equipment and technology.

In the sixties, seventies, and eighties, the price of clothes has always been very expensive. It is usually good for a unit to distribute uniforms, or to make clothes by yourself, to buy clothes or something.

How about making clothes?

As mentioned earlier, one meter of polyester card white cloth requires six dollars and two inches of cloth tickets, while an adult shirt requires more than one meter of cloth. So I bought cloth for eight or nine dollars, and two dollars to find a tailor to measure various sizes, and then made it myself, or hire someone to do it.

The labor cost for sewing this link is the cheapest, a few cents are high.

So if you look at it, the cost of making one by yourself is about ten yuan, not to mention buying it. Especially for ordinary people, it is common to wear clothes in turns and run with the smallest bare bottom.

And Xu Fei looked around, short sleeves are cheap, and the cost price is cheap, this has been done.

He hurried back to the hotel, rented a phone, and found a note from his pocket. It was a factory introduced by a friend of Shi Yanqin, a clothing designer in Dream of the Red Mansion.

Old-fashioned rotary telephones, just listen to the click and click movement, dialing a number can be exhausting to you, if you accidentally dial the wrong number, you have to start clicking from the beginning.

“Hey, is it Huatian Garment Factory? Oh, I have an order to talk to you.”

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