Two months later, he had managed to buy twenty sets of Monkey Stamps, ten of which were purchased by Zheng Kai, running around for them, while the other ten were sent by his comrades.
But he wanted more than just these, so he continued to write letters, mobilizing the power of the people to help him buy more.
He didn’t know which year in the future the Space Supermarket belonged to, but when he sold one set there, his space account balance suddenly soared to two million yuan. That is to say, one set of Monkey Stamps actually sold for the exorbitant price of two million yuan. Oh my goodness, it was frightening.
Because he had been using herbal soaks, his space balance was almost zero. If it hadn’t been for these Monkey Stamps, he would have feared having to go out and face the harsh Northwest wind.
He had twenty sets in his hands, each set worth two million, so those twenty sets were... forty million?
Tsk tsk, what a terrifying number.
No, he had to keep them safe and couldn’t just sell them carelessly.
During the Qingming Festival in April, he didn’t return because it was inconvenient with the child. Instead, he sent five yuan to the village secretary along with a letter, asking them to burn some paper money for his grandfather. They would go back together when the child got a break.
May 22nd was Zheng Xuan’s first birthday, coincidentally on a Sunday. His brother even specially bought some desserts for her to eat, and Zheng Long rolled out noodles to make a pot of longevity noodles with shredded meat. The family enjoyed an exceptionally happy meal.
This autumn, Zheng Kai would be a sophomore in medical school. After one year of studying medicine, his whole body had slimmed down, making him, who was already not overweight, look even slimmer.
Zheng Long naturally knew the reason, after all, only those studying medicine know the hardship, especially since Zheng Kai was a Military Doctor, which made it even harder.
Medical majors generally take five years, but in the early 1980s, there were already master and doctorate degrees, so if possible, he hoped the child could pursue an integrated bachelor-master-doctorate program. That way, the child’s achievements would be greater upon graduating.
Of course, now wasn’t the time to talk about it; it could wait until his junior or senior year.
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He harvested the wheat first, enduring grueling days because, in this era, there were no harvesters, only manual labor.
Under the thirty-some degrees of blazing sun, pouring sweat like it cost nothing, he would put the child into the Sky Space and, wearing a sunhat, head out to work in the fields.
Other families had more hands for more land, but their family had fewer people for less land, so for one person to harvest an acre of wheat was not easy. He would wake up at four or five in the morning, eat something, and head to the field at five, taking advantage of the cool morning air to do more work, working straight through until Noon, before borrowing a cart to collect and pile the grain at the threshing ground, where each family had its spot.
In the afternoon, work generally resumed after the sun had set, because the days were long, it wouldn’t get dark until about seven or eight o’clock, so leaving the house at four or five meant a few more hours of work.
Tiredness was certainly true, but as the saying goes, "behind every meal, there’s hard work"—it wasn’t said in jest. Fortunately, his body truly needed the exercise from laboring.
It had to be said, the medicinal formula given by Liang Tian and the more than ten thousand yuan worth of Medicinal materials he provided were truly well spent. In the past, rain would bring back pain, but ever since he arrived in Chongqing and kept up with his herbal baths, his health had improved significantly. At least the rain no longer brought him as much pain, only a slight swelling. Given time, he believed he could fully recover.
After physical exertion, the feeling of being drenched in sweat was particularly refreshing. His family’s acre of wheat took him three whole days to harvest before he could haul it all to the threshing ground.