After the reform and opening up, China's economy has entered the most rapid development period in history. However, with economic development, competition has become increasingly fierce. Some low-income people and people in difficulties are unable to participate in or find it difficult to adapt to the fierce competition. The society needs to show its love and provide certain assistance.
In 1985, statistics from the civil affairs department showed that the number of people receiving preferential treatment and relief in the country reached over 150 million. More than half of the villages did not have nursing homes, and the capacity of existing welfare homes was far from meeting the demand.
It is unrealistic to rely solely on state financial allocations to support social welfare.
Faced with this situation, an enthusiastic overseas Chinese proposed three solutions to the civil affairs cause: one is to organize horse racing and sell tickets, the second is to increase surcharges on high-end hotels, and the third is to run a lottery.
Finally, in July of this year, the first welfare lottery ticket in the country was released in the Central Plains, marking the beginning of the issuance of domestic welfare lottery tickets. Soon after, the first batch of welfare lottery tickets were also issued in Shanghai, Hangzhou, Yangcheng, Jinling and other places.
First there was the savings with prizes, which opened the eyes of smart people, and then there were the instant lottery tickets, which demonstrated the operation mode to smart people. If you are a citizen of a southern city, you should still remember the lottery stalls that appeared in your city a few years ago.
The ideas and models are already there. If you still don’t know how to do it, then don’t call yourself a “smart person”.
After July, in August, lottery shows appeared in every corner and in every industry. You can win a prize by buying something in a small shop, eating a meal in a restaurant, taking a bath in a bathhouse, or watching a movie. The prize is a movie ticket.
These are the legitimate ones, and they use the lottery as a means to stimulate consumption. If they don't follow the legitimate path, they will use the shell of welfare lottery tickets, and use the same trick that Chen Weiyun used back then, or should I say Nan Yi's trick.
However, today's practitioners are much luckier than Chen Weiyun. As long as they don't go too far and know how to use someone else to collect the grand prize or calculate the winning rate, they can basically put the money safely in their pockets.
After taking the two children to see the big truck, Nan Yi bought some candied haws for them to chew while they continued walking on the street, going wherever there was a lot of activity.
When they reached a street corner, there were suddenly more people on the road. For the safety of the two children and to allow them to climb up and see far, Nan Yi picked up the two children, one in each hand.
The further you go, the more people you see, and everyone is moving in the same direction.
After walking with the crowd for a while, Nan Yi knew what was going on here. The ground was covered with scraps of paper, including complete rectangles and torn small pieces. He also heard the news that someone had won the third prize.
"Dad, the lottery booth."
“Are there any delicious prizes?”
"Dad, I can't see."
"oh."
Nan Yi walked to the back of a crowded crowd, exerted force with his left hand, and lifted Nan Wuwei onto his shoulder, allowing him to sit steadily.
"The first prize is a Xiali car, the second prize is a Xingfu 125 motorcycle, the third prize is a Panasonic twin-cylinder washing machine, and the fourth prize is... Dad, there is no delicious food."
“Is there a consolation prize?”
"Let me see..." Nan Wuwei lifted his body up, looked for a while and said, " Dad, yes, laundry detergent."
"It's not delicious. Forget it. Let's not draw the lottery. The ticket is two dollars. We can save the money and buy a lot of delicious food."
"Uh-huh."
"Nan Yi, take the kids to win prizes."
As soon as Nan Yi turned around, he saw hyperthyroidism head on.
"Just looking around, what about you, come and join in the fun?"
"I don't have the time for that. I came here to learn. I'm planning to hold a lottery in my barbecue restaurant." Hyperthyroidism raised his head and glanced towards the crowd.
"Then you can learn slowly. The child and I still have to go shopping."
Hyperthyroidism stopped Nan Yi who was about to leave and said, "Don't worry, I have prepared a thousand dollars for tuition. The child is lucky, help me scratch the lottery later."
"Get lost! My son's luck is saved for the college entrance examination in the future. How can you be so shameless to use it to buy you a broken Xiali?" Nan Yi scolded with a smile.
"Hahaha, I don't dare to think about Xiali. It's good enough to touch the Happiness 125. I won't say more. I see there is a box in front that is almost empty but there is no grand prize. I'm going to buy it all."
"Remember to treat me if you touch Charlie."
"If I really get it, I'll use half of the money for a car trip to treat everyone." Hyperthyroidism said this confidently, and then ran towards a lottery lady.
Nan Yi shook his head and wished that Hyperthyroidism would not win any big prize, as winning a big prize might not necessarily be a good thing.
If you can't touch it, you will lose a few thousand or tens of thousands at most, but if you touch it, you may lose your whole life.
After taking the two kids for a stroll on the street for a while and feeding them a bellyful of snacks, Nan Yi took them to a state-owned stationery store.
After walking along the glass counters in the store, Nan Yi found that the prices of many things had been raised.
For example, he bought a No. 69 Puy gold pen more than two months ago. The price was 75 cents at that time, but now it is 88 cents, a full 13 cents more expensive. The price of all fountain pens has increased even faster, by 40 cents.
The price of pencils has increased even more dramatically, with low-end pencils that originally sold for only 2 cents now selling for 4 cents, mid-range pencils have increased from 5 cents to 7 cents, and high-end pencils have increased from 0.1 cent, 0.12 cents, and 0.13 cents to 0.12 cents, 0.14 cents, and 0.15 cents respectively.
Not to mention student exercise books. Nan Yi remembered that in 1984, the Beijing Price Bureau liberalized prices, having leapt from the Fen era to the Mao era. A very rough exercise book with uncrushed straw visible on the paper was already being sold for 1.2 cents or more.
After buying a few drawing books and pencils for the two children, Nan Yi took the two children away and visited a few targeted shops.
The price of matches has gone up. They were 2 cents two years ago, but now they are 3 cents and 4 cents. The price of bicycle brands has been rising every year, and has recently increased by more than ten to several dozen yuan.
The prices of cloth shoes, leather shoes, and Jiefang shoes have increased. The price of cigarettes, which Nan Yi had not paid attention to for a long time, has also increased significantly. The suggested retail price of Huazi is 1.82, but you can forget about buying it at this price. It usually costs six yuan or more.
At first glance, it seems that all prices are rising, but in fact this is not the case.
The price of salt has not changed, and the price of sugar has basically not changed. Ordinary people can't bear to eat it themselves, so they use it to visit relatives and train their children to use plastic bags to burn their mouths [it's rare that children don't steal food]. 500 grams of refined granulated sugar still maintains a price level of 0.90 cents.
The tap water price has not increased, and the electricity bill has not increased.
Some prices are not rising, while others are falling. For example, the prices of mechanical watches have dropped. They used to be out of reach of over 100 yuan, but now they have dropped below 100 yuan. A level 4 watch can be bought for around 30 yuan.
Due to the sharp drop in international oil prices, the prices of gasoline, diesel and kerosene also dropped significantly, with the price per ton dropping by 40 to 70 percent. This was a revolutionary price cut, leaving a deep mark in the history of oil prices.
On the way to the vegetable market, Nan Yi had already calculated the average price increase in his mind. When he compared it with the salary increase, he looked down on the prices. "Damn, it's outrageous. They always get ahead of the game. They've been professional at getting ahead of the game for three hundred years."
"Nuannuan, your father will not come to pick you up until very late today. Have dinner at your uncle's house. Tell your uncle what you want to eat." As soon as he stepped into the vegetable market, Nan Yi said to Wen Yuanyuan, whom he was holding in his right hand.
"Hmm..." Wen Yuanyuan thought for a moment and said, "Shrimp, Uncle Nan, I want to eat shrimp."
"Big or small?"
Wen Yuanyuan gestured with her fingers, "This big... this big."
Nan Yi looked at the final blank distance between Wen Yuanyuan's two index fingers, which was about twenty centimeters. It was obvious that the little girl was not gesturing blindly, but had a real object as a reference. It seemed that the Wen family's living standard was not bad, and they were willing to eat such big shrimps.
"Okay, uncle will buy you this big one."
Nan Yi smiled and carried the two children to the seafood stall. There was no need to look for it as the seafood area was not big and one could see all the seafood on sale at a glance.
Seeing the prawns that Wen Yuanyuan wanted, Nan Yi asked the stall owner, "How much are the Japanese prawns?"
In 1976, China introduced Macrobrachium rosenbergii from Japan for breeding. Because it was introduced from Japan, most people did not recognize this type of shrimp at the time when it was not yet popular, and those in the industry who knew it called it "Japanese shrimp."
"How much do you want? If you want more, I'll give you 4.7 yuan. When I sell it to others, I always sell it for 5 yuan."
When the stall owner heard that Nan Yi could call out the name of the Japanese shrimp, he knew that this owner was not easy to fool.
Nan Yi put the two children down, picked up a shrimp from the basin and gestured, "Boss, you are selling it too expensive. Look, it's less than 21 centimeters long. This is a one-year-old shrimp. It costs more than one yuan in the south."
The stall owner smiled and said, "You also said that this is the price in the south. They all came here by long-distance bus. I have to buy a ticket for each shrimp."
"It's still too expensive. Four dollars, if you're willing to sell, I'll pick eight."
The stall owner smacked his lips, squatted down and picked out the three largest ones from the basin, "Take your pick."
"Damn it, they agreed so readily." Nan Yi complained in his mind, knowing that the price was still too low. He should have called out a low price. After a few trips back and forth, he could at least squeeze out a few cents.
"Nuannuan, Wuwei, come and pick some shrimps." Nan Yi called the two and then said to the stall owner, "These shrimps are not easy to sell, right?"
"It's not selling well, not many people like it, and it's too expensive. You'd better order more. You may not be able to buy it next time you want to eat it. After I sell these, I don't plan to sell any more."
"Forget it. This is more than half a month's food money gone. It's a good thing the child's mother is not at home, otherwise I wouldn't dare to do this." Nan Yi said as he counted the money and handed it to the stall owner.
The stall owner took the money, counted some, and complimented, "Don't be so modest. I can tell you're a money-grabber."
"Uncle, I've chosen it."
"We've chosen it. Let the stall owner help us pack it up." Nan Yi replied to Wen Yuanyuan, and then said to the stall owner: "Don't tie it with string. It's more than 30 yuan. Let's give two assemblies in a large plastic bag."
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The stall owner responded, took out two plastic bags, put them together, and put all the shrimps in them.
After disposable lunch boxes came out, plastic bags also became popular in the market. However, plastic bags at that time were not yet labeled as "disposable" and were basically reused. Clotheslines full of plastic bags could be seen from time to time.
After buying the shrimps, Nan Yi went to other stalls and grocery stores and bought eggs at 1.4 yuan per pound, handmade tofu at 0.8 yuan per kilogram, fermented tofu at 0.3 yuan per 10 yuan, hens at 2 yuan per pound, boneless beef at 2.4 yuan per pound, and pork belly at 1.65 yuan per pound.
Nan Yi also saw mutton being sold at two yuan per pound, but he didn't buy any because the weather was too hot and children would easily get heat sores at the corners of their mouths if they ate it.
After buying things, he just returned to the yard of the old villa. The old hen seemed to know that it was doomed today. It chirped with its chrysanthemums and gave Nan Yi a standing ovation.
Sniffing his nose, Nan Yi smelled a stench that was beyond the normal range. He looked at the chicken shit on the ground, which was very runny and watery.
"It's a loss, feed the chickens."
Muttering to himself, Nan Yi suddenly remembered something he had missed doing at the market. He immediately picked up the chicken and felt under its belly.
"Damn, that's really cruel, at least three or two were stuffed in."
It is a common practice for chicken vendors to force-feed chickens and ducks full of food before selling them. Some vendors also feed them water, sand, or stones.
While Nan Yi was feeling sad about the 60 cents he was cheated out of, Gordon Moore, who was far away on the other side of the ocean, breathed a sigh of relief, glad that Intel had chosen the right direction.
Intel has been established for nearly 20 years, but has never found its own development direction. Although it created its first processor and its own microcomputer very early, its main business was still DRAM chips until the early 1980s.
However, the increasing competitiveness of Japanese semiconductor manufacturers significantly reduced profits in the semiconductor market in 1983, and the success of IBM's personal computer convinced Intel that the company should change the basic direction of its business model by directing its development towards processors.
Their choice was correct. In the past four years, Intel has experienced rapid technological growth in the processor field. As for business, let's not talk about that topic anymore.
In August this year, IBM's stock price exceeded US$170, setting a record high for IBM's stock price in history. All computer manufacturers in the world have raised the banner of "IBM compatibility" and are proud of it.
Perhaps seeing so many hyenas following behind it and eating carrion, the blue giant became impatient and launched a new "P/S" series of microcomputers. This machine is completely based on its own operating system and self-made chips, and is incompatible with other users' software systems.
IBM attempted to dominate the microcomputer market through this monopolistic strategy.
The blue giant is big, but don't forget that many ants can kill an elephant. Damn it, they actually dared to overturn the table. How could other manufacturers agree? Rachel saw this as an opportunity, so she called all the related companies held by Pan American Investment and said, "Warriors, the opportunity to wave the flag has come. Charge for freedom!"
In fact, she didn't need to remind him. Anyone with eyes could see that this was a great opportunity to take down the tower. Technology was advancing rapidly. Intel, which was in a financial mess, immediately announced the opening of its system platform. Sun and Microsoft responded one after another. The eighteen rebel kings triumphantly gathered under the blue tower and shouted in unison: "Freedom!"
In Zhongguancun, Liu Meiliang, the shrewd and well-informed IBM's largest agent in China, realized that IBM had made a big mistake. IBM's strategy made it impossible for all Chinese character input systems, including the Fantasy Chinese Card, to work on its machines.
"Gongsun Zan, you are so stupid. You have been preparing for more than 20 years, but it was ruined in one day. No, I want to find a new big brother. I want Zhuge Liang to come out and help me."
Liu Meiliang took his own officials and Zhang Fei, one man and one horse, and went south to Shencun.
In Shenzhen, he found the office of AST, a computer company jointly founded by three good friends. After that, he announced the termination of cooperation with IBM and switched to being the agent for sales of AST. Coincidentally, one of the founders of AST was named Yuan, the same as Yuan Shao.
When a whale dies, all things come to life.
IBM was noble for once, disintegrating itself and turning it into nutrients to nourish the entire PC industry.
In the last few days of September, after discussion, the Intelligence and Strategy Committee determined the next research direction for the Milu Company, one of the four major semiconductor giants in South Korea - commercial cash registers.
The market for commercial cash registers is huge and has promising prospects. As long as we occupy the market in advance and cultivate user usage habits, we will be able to make a living by relying on iterations in the future.
Of course, the reason why the Intelligence and Policy Committee chose this field is also related to the fact that Nan Yi attaches great importance to data security. When it comes to data and databases , he would rather spend huge amounts of money on research and development internally than buy other people's mature products.
The Merlion Company in Lijiaopo is currently working on the programming language and database for Nan's internal use. Once the research and development is successful, they will then develop their own operating system. However, as it is a system with relatively simple functions, it is not difficult to develop.
Let me put it this way, Windows is great, but it’s not that other companies can’t make better systems. What makes it great is the ecosystem and soil for its survival that it started building very early on.
If Nanyi had entered the operating system field in the early 1980s, established a super-hard company, and invested money at all costs, it is not impossible to replace Microsoft, but in the end it would only be a foreign super-hard company, not a Chinese super-hard company.
At the beginning, when Nan Yi was thinking about buying shares in Microsoft, he thought about entering the operating system field, but because of the "reality" he could speculate, he became bored and stopped thinking about other things and only focused on economic returns.
…
September 27th.
Nan Yi and Nan Wuwei boarded the express train to Shanghai. Normally, it would take a little over thirteen hours to reach Shanghai. However, something unexpected was bound to happen, so they could be thankful if they could arrive in fifteen hours.
Traveling with Nan Yi was Huangfu Ming who came from Lijiaopo. It was said that he was a descendant of Huangfu Mi, but it was not known whether it was true or not. However, he was a very capable person, which was why he was transferred from the Third Biopharmaceutical Company to the mainland to lead the establishment of the absolutely independent Wuer Pharmaceutical.
“If we know the formula of traditional Chinese medicine, can we reverse-engineer the production method?”
“It’s possible for the more popular prescriptions, as their preparation processes are relatively simple, and they are nothing more than common preparation methods, but some special prescriptions are difficult;
For example, even if you know the prescription of Baiyao and the specific proportions of the formula, it is very difficult to reversely deduce it, and it requires huge amounts of money and time.
It has a special production process and technology. Which medicine should be prepared in which way, when to add it, when to bake it, whether to use high temperature or low temperature, and how long to bake it. If you make a mistake in one step, the efficacy of the medicine will be very different, or even counterproductive. "
Huangfu Ming explained to Nan Yi.
"So, even if we collect the prescriptions, we may not be able to produce the medicine?" Nan Yi said, stroking his chin.
"Yes, even if it is a common prescription, it may not be possible to make it again without complex production techniques. The effects of many medicinal materials are different from those in ancient times, or even contrary to them."
"That's not a big problem. As long as the medicinal material is not only found in one place, we can simulate its original living environment. Experiment again and again, and we will eventually succeed. Of course, this requires the prescription to be of great value."
Nan Yi said, tapping his hands on the table. He thought for a while before saying, "Whether it's preparation, adding time, or baking, it sounds similar to a chemical reaction process. Only with the right raw materials and the right process can you get the right molecular formula. Is that okay for me to understand it this way?"
Huangfu Ming thought for a moment and said, "You can put it this way. The mechanism of action of drugs can actually be summarized as chemical reactions. For more complex chemical reactions, it is not wrong to say that drugs are molecular formulas."
“Since you are not sure, then find more people, experts in Chinese medicine, Western medicine, and chemistry, and discuss this issue together. If this theory works, then there is no need to rush to establish Wuer Pharmaceutical;
You can first visit people who have precious prescriptions in various places. If they are willing to sell, you can spend a huge amount of money to buy them, millions or tens of millions are fine, as long as the prescription is worth the price;
If they are unwilling to sell, they can talk to the holders about buying shares. They can take the prescription and production process as shares. It can be 10%, 20%, 50% or even 40% or 60% in reverse. It is all the same as long as the value of the prescription is worth our attention. "
"Okay, Mr. Nan." Huangfu Ming responded.
"Five years, five hundred million dollars. As long as I can see hope, I will continue to invest. If I can't see hope, you can choose cold medicine or stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets and earn the money back for me."
"clear."
"By the way, if you come across beauty-related prescriptions and Chinese medicine, please pay attention. This is not your job. I will let others connect with you." Nan Yi said, standing up and patting Huangfu Ming's shoulder. "Okay, I'll go back to the box to accompany my son. Have a safe trip."
"Thanks."
Qu Huanzhang can only be regarded as a small role in the history of Chinese medicine, but he invented Baiyao. Nan Yi does not believe that Chinese medicine, which has been passed down for thousands of years and has produced countless famous doctors and famous prescriptions, is all fake.
Even if his mother is really fake, Nan Yi is willing to invest hundreds of millions to test the waters. If it fails, he will just consider himself unlucky. He can do whatever he wants if he has money.
After returning to his box, Nan Yi spent the rest of the journey playing chess with Nan Wuwei.
…
As soon as Nan Yi and Nan Wuwei got off the Shanghai Railway Station, he asked Miao Xiaolan to take Nan Wuwei back to Fang Mansion first, while he himself went to Taiyangshan Road, not far from the north square of the railway station.
After finding a comfortable corner and squatting down, Nan Yi began to observe the opposite side of the street.
Opposite him, on the left, was a Shanghainese peddler selling foreign cigarettes and long-distance bus tickets to passengers; in the middle, people gathered but not crowded, two or three of them were talking to each other, and from time to time they would pass something back and forth. This group was a pile driver, selling all kinds of tickets and vouchers;
There are two painless tooth extraction stalls next to each other on the right. Business is good, and there are many elderly people queuing there. There is also an old lady on a recliner with her mouth wide open. Her head is held by someone, and a pair of tweezers is shaking left and right in her mouth.
"Those on the left are selling foreign cigarettes and reselling train tickets. Those in the middle are reselling all kinds of tickets and coupons, grain coupons, cloth coupons, treasury bonds, local prize bonds. They reselling anything that can make money. I don't need to introduce those on the right."
At some point, Gong Xue came to Nan Yi.
"These people all live nearby, right?" Nan Yi asked after hearing Gong Xue's words.
"This is the world of people from northern Jiangsu. No one else can get in."
"From northern Jiangsu?"
"Have you seen "Shanghai Beach"?"
"Oh, this used to be the Zhabei slum?"
"Almost. Before liberation, people from northern Jiangsu who came to Shanghai to find work would live near here. As more and more people came, this place became the world of people from northern Jiangsu. In the past, the night fragrance of the whole Shanghai was brought by these people from northern Jiangsu, and no one else could interfere."
"Hmm? Isn't pouring night fragrance the job of the Green Gang?"
"Which gang in Shanghai in the past had no connection with the Green Gang?" Gong Xue asked back.
"That's right." Nan Yi nodded and asked, "How do you know this place so well?"
"When I went to the countryside, I had a friend whose home was nearby. She told me about the situation here."
"Oh, the food and accommodation business at the train station is also monopolized by them, right?"
"That should be the case. Outsiders shouldn't be able to get in." Gong Xue said uncertainly, "The gangs in Shanghai are divided into different areas. This is the Zhabei Gang. There is Lane 449 on Dinghai Road. They are all former gangs involved in fighting.
And Hongzhen Old Street is also a den of hooligans. The hooligans there are all brothers who grew up together, and at least one of their parents has been involved in a lawsuit..."
"The book pants are the same as the bare pants?"
"Yes, that's the same idea. Do you want to hear it?"
"I don't want to listen to it anymore. It's meaningless. Do you know where the pile driving molds are gathered?"
“About a few points.”
"Then take me to have a look tomorrow. I am quite interested in the pile driving mold."
"Aren't you afraid of being seen by your wife when we walk together on the street?" Gong Xue said sourly.
"Gong Xue, don't think about watermelon yet, you haven't grasped the sesame seeds yet."
Gong Xue pursed her lips and said, "Sesame, am I not going to hold it tightly?"
"You should understand my intention."
"What a waste of time! Since I have already made my choice, why would I hesitate?"
"Okay, take some time and I'll let you eat this fresh peach."
"Bah, shameless."
Gong Xue punched Nan Yi's chest, her cheeks flushed.
"Haha, okay, you go back first, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
After sending Gong Xue away, Nan Yi continued to observe the place for a while, then took a taxi to travel around the city.
When Nan Yi returned to Fang Mansion, it was time for dinner. Fang Mengyin, Liu Zhen and Nan Wuwei were already sitting in the dining room eating.
"Grandma, you haven't left yet?"
"Knowing you were coming, I stayed two more days. The investment for the Kitaura Bridge has already been settled. As you said, we will donate 2 billion yen and invest 8 billion yen. Grandson, you have to be prepared. The payback period will be very long."
Nan Yi went to the sink to wash his hands, then walked over to sit next to Nan Wuwei, "Grandma, don't worry. From the beginning I was prepared for no return. I bet that Pudong will have great development in the future."
"Very good. Your grandma is also optimistic about the development of Pudong." Fang Mengyin nodded and said, "Are you here just to see Zhen'er, or is there something else?"