Volume 1 Chapter 0051 Bicycle
With a creak, Xian Weimin rode a brand new Forever bicycle and stopped at the gate of Nanzhai.
"Nan Yi, look at my bike. Isn't it cool?" Xian Weimin got off the bike, patted the seat, and said proudly, "Ruoyin, do you want to take a ride? Uncle will take you for a ride."
"Dad, we don't have a bicycle yet. Can you buy one?"
"Okay, Dad will not only buy one for himself, but also for you." Nan Yi agreed and said to Xian Weimin, "Please help me get a ticket for Fenghuang bicycle."
"No problem, I'll send it to you tomorrow."
Xian Weimin readily agreed . He had a familiar relationship with the supply and marketing cooperative. Getting a ticket was extremely difficult for others, but it was easy for Xian Weimin.
Nan Yi didn't have many tickets left. Except for the ones he used frequently, he had already let Men San'er sell the rest. Many tickets had expiration dates, so they would expire if he didn't keep them.
Xian Weimin quickly got a Phoenix bicycle ticket, which is commonly known as a "special bicycle ticket" by the people.
Phoenix, Forever and Fei Ge are the three famous brands of bicycles in my country.
I dare not say that it can compete with the later Rolls-Royce, but it must be comparable to Mercedes-Benz, Audi, and BMW, and it must be imported, without any words on the left side of the rear end.
Moreover, the bare car price must be over one million to be eligible for the equation.
If you want to buy bicycles of these three brands, you need special purchase coupons. You can't buy common bicycles with tickets, let alone accumulating industrial tickets. The only things you can buy with industrial tickets are miscellaneous brands.
"Comrade, how much are the children's tricycles?"
The supply and marketing cooperative in Bao'an City was not much better, so Nan Yi and Nan Ruoyin went straight to the bicycle shop.
"Twenty-eight, six industrial tickets."
"Phoenix bicycle, this one." Nan Yi said, pointing to a 28-inch one.
"You need a special ticket to buy the Phoenix. Do you have one?"
Generally speaking, the tellers at the supply and marketing cooperatives are unlikely to be gentle and enthusiastic, and it is a blessing to you if they don't point their noses to the sky.
Ignorance and indifference are their professional expressions.
"have."
Nan Yi took out the ticket and showed it to the teller. The teller's eyes were sharp and he saw a not-too-obvious line drawn in the upper left corner of the ticket.
Well, she knew it in her mind. This was a person with connections.
The teller controlled the muscles on his face, changing his expression slightly, and slowly, his expression changed from indifference to a warm smile.
"You came at the right time. The Phoenix just arrived yesterday. Take a look at these first. If you are not satisfied, I will have someone go to the warehouse to adjust them."
"Don't bother. I think this one is pretty good. How much is it?"
"One hundred and eighty dollars."
"Okay, I'll go pay."
Nan Yi took Nan Ruoyin to the cashier, paid the money and ticket, and got a receipt.
With the teller's great enthusiasm, he placed the children's tricycle on the schoolbag rack, let Nan Ruoyin sit on the big bar, and pushed the tricycle towards the Public Security Bureau not far away.
"Dad, I want a two-wheeler, too."
"They're out of stock, so you can try the three-wheeler first. When you get to Xiangkeng, ask your great-grandmother to buy you a two-wheeler with gears."
"oh."
"Hello, comrade. I would like to ask where the license plate is?"
When he arrived at the Public Security Bureau, Nan Yi went to the window of the message room to inquire.
"Go straight inside and turn left. There is a sign for the Bicycle Management Office on the wall. You can see it at a glance."
"Okay, thank you comrade."
Nan Yi followed the instructions and found the location after walking a few steps.
In those days, buying a bicycle was more difficult than buying a car of a different brand in later generations. Naturally, not many people could afford it. There was no one else at the place where the car was registered except the staff.
After paying a license fee of 1.5 cents, the staff gave him a receipt. Nan Yi waited there while the staff stamped the license plate for his bicycle.
After the license plate was ready, the staff let Nan Yi get on the bike and ride around.
Nan Yi did as he was told. When the staff member saw that Nan Yi could really ride, they went back to the office, asked Nan Yi's name, address, and unit, and issued him a bicycle driving license, which is also a driver's license.
"After you go out of the gate, walk to the right. That's the tax office. Pay your annual tax there." The staff member said this after handing Nan Yi the driver's license.
"Okay, thank you, I'll pay it right away. Ruoyin, let's go pay the taxes." Nan Yi walked out of the office and shouted to Nan Ruoyin who was standing beside him.
"Dad, why doesn't my car have a license plate?"
"Haha, yours is a toy, so you don't need a license."
"But I want to."
"I'll do it for you when we get back, and also put a license plate on your car, okay?"
"Uh-huh."
Nan Yi pushed the car and looked at the rear fender. It read 1977618. He was very satisfied with the license plate number.
I went to the tax office and paid the annual tax for 1979, a total of two dollars and forty cents, and received a sticker with a tax payment certificate, which I pasted on the designated page of the driving license.
The entire car purchasing process is now completed, and you only need to pay taxes once a year in the future.
Nan Yi remembered that the bicycle tax would be suspended after two years and then resumed in the early 1990s; it was not until July 1, 2007 that the bicycle tax was removed from the vehicle and vessel license tax.
However, this tax is not strictly enforced. Apart from paying it in the first year of buying a new car, many people probably won't take the initiative to pay it in the second year.
In fact, later on, most people didn't even know there was such a tax as a bicycle tax.
It’s normal not to know . In a few years, who would buy a bicycle and register it, let alone pay taxes?
After buying a rice noodle roll for Nan Ruoyin, Nan Yi took the little girl on his bike to the first house he bought in Bao'an.
The house is in Shencun Village. It is an arcade building built in the 1920s. There is an old street full of arcades, and it is hidden among the old streets without being noticed.
The original landlord was going to Xiangkeng in 1978 and was about to sell the house. Nan Yi happened to come across it and bought it for a reasonable price, spending only three hundred and fifty yuan.
The main reason is the good location, which is also the center of the county.
After opening the door, I came to the living room which was used as a store before. There was a bicycle parked in the middle, and against the wall were several snakeskin bags filled with various kinds of wine.
"Dad, this is our home too?"
"Yes, it's ours too."
"Why is there such a smell here? It's so awful."
"No one lives here, and no one takes care of it, so of course it's going to get moldy. Can you and dad come over and clean it up some other day?"
"good."
Nan Yi found two snakeskin bags from the side, stuffed some wine into the bags, put the openings of the two bags together to make a slipknot, and hung them on the schoolbag rack.
He locked the door and rode towards Wenchangwei with Nan Ruoyin.
There was only a little liquor and a bicycle stored in the house. Anyone who wanted to steal them could do so. Nan Yi didn't really care.
Don't even mention how much the price of Moutai in this era will be in the future. If it's stolen, the loss is not small.
The value of the collection is actually quite abstract. As long as Nan Yi is willing, in the future, if Nan Ruoyin just draws a straight line on a piece of white paper, he will be able to drive up the price of this thing to a sky-high level, worth hundreds of millions per painting.
Riding a bicycle and almost entering the Wenchang area, Nan Ruoyin saw a pile of dried cow dung on the side of the road, and said to Nan Yi: "Dad, this is dry cow dung. Take it back to make a fire."
Squeak! Nan Yi stepped on the brakes and put the little girl on the ground first. Then he parked the car and they walked to the edge of the cow dung together.
"Look at the shape of the pile of cow dung and the splashing shape. It's perfect, too perfect. It's simply a work of art. Using it to make a fire is a waste of natural resources. Ruoyin, you watch here. I'll go back and get the dustpan. Dad wants to keep it."
“Can cow dung be sold for a lot of money?”
"Of course, as long as you know how to package it, Dad will give it a name first... "1979, The Taste of Summer", is this name good?"
“It sounds good.”
"Dad will go back first. You must take good care of it. I will have to sell it to buy your dowry in the future."
"Uh-huh."
