I looked at my father Jackie Chan in 1988

Same as the first crossing.

With a flash in front of his eyes, Ji Sheng came to an unfamiliar environment again.

Before coming here, he had made up his mind, and took his father to sell calendars in the county town, and also helped his father sell cigarettes. The sales in the city must be better than that in the town.

However, when the time travel was completed, Ji Sheng was completely dumbfounded!

why?

Because he didn't travel to his grandparents' house at all, but was in a wild farmland in the wilderness.

There are only a few thatched huts and small tile-roofed houses scattered around in distant places, and nothing else.

No cars, no people.

Nima, where is this?

他有点懵，以为穿越到了另一个时空，连忙拿出手机点开金色小门应用查看，上面写着：1988年12月22日16:01:36，能量槽却变成了（0/131）。

Maximum energy increased by 26 points?

Is the numerical growth related to the amount of things you carry?

Yes, it was 1988, that's right.

But where is this place?

Slow!

Ji Sheng vaguely thought of something, this time the place he traveled through was a warehouse on the outskirts of the county town, not the ancestral house of his grandparents.

Judging from the previous transcendence experience.

This should be my hometown, no problem.

Correct!

Take a look at the Gaode map offline map!

Ji Sheng reacted immediately, opened the Gaode map to look at it, and then walked towards the county along the offline map.

Not to mention, after walking about two kilometers, he really saw the landmark buildings in the county.

"You can't be wrong if you see the Eiffel Tower."

Standing under the TV tower that their county called "the local Eiffel Tower", Ji Sheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly checked the time, and it was already 04:30 pm in this time and space.

Ji Sheng thought to himself, "The county in this time and space is not as prosperous as it was later, but there is no night market. I have to sell the calendar during the evening market, otherwise I will waste my day tomorrow morning."

He looked around for a while, looking for a place with a dense crowd to set up a street stall.

Later, there was a pedestrian street here, which was very prosperous, but now the vicinity of the TV tower is still desolate.

"I remember that there is a vegetable market one kilometer ahead, but it is a modern society, and I don't know if the vegetable market here was built in 1988."

Ji Sheng does know where the most prosperous part of this space-time county is, but it's a bit far away. If he walks there, it will take more than an hour. By then, it will be dark, and his calendar will not be sold. went.

"Let's go and have a look first."

Thinking about it, Ji Sheng walked forward carrying a calendar weighing more than 20 kilograms.

One kilometer is not far.

It took him about 10 minutes to get there.

Not to mention, there really is a vegetable market that looks brand new from the outside!

Now it's the rush hour again, and there are people coming and going at the entrance of the vegetable market. Of course, there are also many stalls.

Ji Sheng's eyes lit up, and he quickly ran over to find a space to squat down. On his left was an aunt who sold vegetables, and the other was an old man who sold fish. He smiled and nodded at the two of them. The aunt and the old man were quite kind. , responded with a smile.

"You boy, what do you sell?" The aunt was more talkative and asked.

Because of lack of preparation and lack of cushions, Ji Sheng simply took off his down jacket, spread it on the floor, and put the calendar on it, "Oh, I sell calendars."

"Oh, young man, are you using such nice clothes for a calendar? Are you afraid of getting dirty?" said the aunt with a distressed expression.

Of course Ji Sheng felt distressed, but if the calendar was dirty, he couldn't sell it. As long as he could sell three copies of the calendar, and then go to the post office to buy a set of stamps, he would be able to pay for a down jacket.

He learned a piece of information when he checked online before, that the wall calendars of Time and Space are not generally expensive. In this era when the average salary of front-line workers is [-] to [-], a wall calendar costs [-] to [-] yuan.

Ji Sheng is not greedy, he just wants to sell three copies of the calendar for the price of a whole set of 1988 stamps.

Before he checked online, the 1988 stamps, in addition to the selection commemorative sheet, had a total of 24 sets of stamps, 21 stamps, with a face value of about [-] yuan.

21 bucks is pretty good value these days.

If Ji Sheng hadn't come across other valuable things that can be brought back to the modern society, he wouldn't be willing to spend so much money to buy a whole set of [-] stamps. Of course, if he could meet Yuan Datou again, he would definitely be the first The choice is Yuan Datou.

Ji Sheng's preliminary pricing is seven yuan per calendar, which is not expensive, nor is it too cheap, it's cheaper than the store anyway.

Ji Sheng believes that since the Chinese New Year is approaching, there must be people who are willing to pay for it, especially in the current era of self-employed people who are not short of money, and he sells it cheaper than stores, so it should be able to sell well.

Not to mention, I don’t know if it’s because he used the down jacket to pad the calendar to attract attention, or it’s really almost the Chinese New Year, and everyone wants to buy some calendars to go back. Not long after the stall was set up here, someone came up to ask the price.

The person who came forward to ask the price was a middle-aged woman dressed in jewels. She squatted down and said in dialect: "How do you sell this calendar?"

When Ji Sheng saw that the business was coming, he quickly stopped chatting with the aunt, looked at the middle-aged woman with a pleasant smile, and said sweetly, "Beauty, a calendar is seven yuan."

The term "beauty" has become prevalent in modern society, even a woman may be called a "beauty" by others, it's nothing unusual.

But in the simple time and space of 1988, these two words are like a big killer. When the middle-aged woman was called out by Ji Sheng, her face was crowded together with a smile. Honestly said: "It's an old woman and a beautiful woman."

Ji Sheng flattered, "Where, sister, you are beautiful."

The middle-aged woman's psychology was greatly satisfied, and she didn't seem to be the one who was short of money, and she didn't even pay back the price, "Sure, get me a copy, you young man, your mouth is like honey, really It will make people happy."

Ji Cheng flattered him with a few more compliments.

A middle-aged woman handed over a ten-yuan note with blue flowers.

Ji Sheng took it and glanced at it curiously. On this banknote was an old man wearing a hat and a young man with a white cloth wrapped around his head, which was different from the coin with the portrait of Grandpa Mao later.

"Do you suspect that my money is fake?" the woman said angrily.

Ji Sheng hurriedly said: "No, I don't have any change..."

"I'll change it for you." The aunt was very enthusiastic. She took out a plastic bag from her pocket and opened it. Inside were notes and coins of different denominations.

Ji Sheng even saw a few nickels and two cents.

With a thought in his heart, he suddenly thought that money collection is also very popular in modern society, especially the banknotes and coins of a few special years, which are sold at sky-high prices, but most of those banknotes and coins are not in circulation.

When Ji Sheng visited the antique market and chatted with the owners of those shops, he learned that among the coins in circulation, there was one that was relatively valuable, and that was the 50th edition of [-] yuan. , There are also one or two thousand in average quality.

Although it is now in 1988, it should not be too difficult to get a few 50-version [-] yuan.

He thought wildly and took ten yuan and exchanged change with his aunt, and then found a red one and a green two yuan for the middle-aged woman.

The middle-aged woman happily left with a wall calendar.

I didn't expect the business to be so good!

Ji Sheng suddenly thought of a sentence to describe business from the 80s to the early 90s: Those who sell missiles are not as good as those who sell tea eggs, and those who hold scalpels are not as good as those who hold razors.

This is really a golden age everywhere!

The first deal was made easily.

Ji Sheng's heart became even more eager. He felt that it shouldn't be a problem to sell all the calendars today!

But when he was looking forward to it, two people bumped their bicycle heads together, and a fight broke out in front of his booth.

Suddenly, countless people watched.

Ji Sheng groaned secretly in his heart, saying that it is not good for you to fight, why do you have to fight in front of my booth?

Isn't this affecting my business!

Just when Ji Sheng was in a hurry.

Fortunately, a member of the joint defense team wearing an army green uniform rushed over after hearing the news, "What are you doing? What are you two doing?"

The two people who were fighting were a little scared when they saw the joint defense team, so they quickly stopped.

"No, it's fine."

"We were joking."

"Who told you to play around here? Ah!" The defense team stared at them, "It's okay, don't make trouble here."

"Yes Yes."

"I'm leaving right now."

The two hurriedly pushed their bicycles away.

After the defense team had dealt with the situation, they were about to leave, but suddenly, he caught sight of the calendar on the down jacket, and said in a loud voice, "The calendar on the cover of Mao Amin?"

In the Spring Festival Gala in 88, Mao Amin sang "Missing" on the Spring Festival Gala, and now it is very popular in China.

The same is true for Cheng Lin and Jiang Liping. Cheng Lin sang "Missing Forever", and Jiang Liping sang "Hometown Love".

These female singers are now men's dream lovers, from 80-year-old grandpas to seven-year-old children, they all like them very much.

Seeing that the defense team was interested, Ji Sheng quickly sold them: "Not only are there calendars with the cover of Mao Amin, but also those of Cheng Lin and Jiang Liping. Do you want to see them?"

"Show me." The defense team was very interested.

Ji Sheng pulled out the calendars with the covers of these three people, and showed them to each other one by one.

The defense team seemed to like Mao Amin very much. After hesitating for a while, they still asked, "How much is the calendar on the cover of Mao Amin?"

Ji Sheng said, "Seven yuan."

"It's so cheap? Then I have to buy some. Get me one...two volumes." The defense team man muttered as he took out the money, "I'll send a copy to the captain later."

Ji Sheng was overjoyed, of course he knew that when the defense team said it was so cheap, it didn't mean that it was less than seven yuan, but that the current market price of space-time calendars was generally around ten yuan.

If he didn't want to sell these calendars for money as soon as possible, he wouldn't sell them so cheaply.

He is pressed for time.

This time and space will be New Year's Day in a few days. If you can't sell the calendar before then, you will really lose your hands.

Ji Sheng quickly picked out two calendars with the cover of Mao Amin and gave them to the other party.

Received the money.

The defenders left.

Perhaps it was the two people fighting and making trouble just now, which attracted everyone's attention. As soon as the seat was vacated, several well-dressed people squatted down to choose the price.

"How to sell?"

"Seven dollars."

"Do you have a calendar with the cover of Lu Xiumei?"

"That's not it."

"Forget it, I'll take Cheng Lin's cover, here, take the money."

It's rush hour now, and as soon as a few people gathered around here, more people were immediately attracted.

A large group of people squatted down to comment on the female stars on the calendar and asked the price.

Less than 10 minutes.

All 21 calendars on Ji Sheng's booth were sold out.

People who still bought it asked if he still had it.

Ji Sheng must have plenty of calendars!

But not in this time and space!

A total of 180 volumes of his calendars for [-] and [-] have been purchased, and there are still [-] volumes left.

But the problem is that Ji Sheng is gone in this time and space, so he has no choice but to regretfully tell everyone that he is gone.

Everyone just dispersed.

When the crowd left, Ji Sheng, who was holding the 140 seven yuan of the current era, couldn't help but get excited. The information he searched on the Internet really didn't fool him, and the calendars were really easy to sell!

Especially the Chinese New Year is coming here!

"No! I have to sell all the [-] or [-] calendars left in the warehouse before New Year's Day, otherwise it won't be so easy to sell after New Year's Day."

Ji Sheng picked up the down jacket and patted it on, but he felt a little anxious inside.

Wall calendars are different from other things in that they are time-sensitive.

Before New Year's Day, these things are new in people's eyes.

But if it is after New Year's Day, even on New Year's Day, the calendar will give people a feeling of second-hand goods.

But Ji Sheng's time-traveling system has limitations, and he can only carry at most the maximum energy value multiplied by one hundred grams at a time.

His current maximum system energy is 131, which means that he can carry up to 26 kilograms of things, almost [-] calendars.

Most critically, the system needs energy to travel back and forth.

"It seems that time is a bit rushed."

Ji Sheng put the down jacket on himself, and said to himself: "I need to accumulate eighteen or nine hours of energy to go through once with a full load of things. Empty people don't need that much energy to go back, so it's calculated based on the fact that I can go back and forth once in 24 hours." , It will take about eight to nine days to get rid of all those calendars."

This is the theoretical best solution.

But in fact it is not the case.

Because modern society is not synchronized with the current space-time time.

Every time Ji Sheng travels from the modern society, it must be the time when the current space-time traffic is the most, so that he can sell things so quickly.

Needless to say at night, everyone is asleep, unless you sell it to a ghost, you don't want to sell it.

As for the daytime, only the morning episode and the evening episode are more popular.

As a result, the requirements for crossing are very strict.

It is very likely that Ji Sheng will need more than ten days to sell all these calendars.

Today is the night of the 22nd.

There are still nine days until New Year's Day.

By then the day lily will be cold.

"Unless someone in this world sells wall calendars for me and can receive them day and night."

The first reaction in Ji Sheng's head is his father, but his father lives with his grandparents, so it is definitely impossible to receive the wall calendar day and night.

Besides, my father still sells cigarettes, how can I have time to help me sell calendars?

But he really has no better choice, after all, he doesn't know other people in this time and space.

"Would you like to talk to your father?"

Ji Sheng felt that this was the only way to go. He was a little uneasy, and he didn't know if his father would agree.

If his father doesn't agree, he will rot a lot of calendars in the warehouse.

In fact, it’s okay for the calendar to rot in the warehouse. What’s wrong is that Ji Sheng tasted the sweetness of selling the calendar today. The 21 calendars made a profit of 140 yuan, which is still the 1988 yuan in 140!

What is the concept?

This is even worth two months' wages of front-line workers in Time and Space today!

If the calendar really rotted in the warehouse, Ji Sheng would definitely regret it to death. A copy costs seven yuan!

"No matter what, I must convince my dad to help me sell the calendar."

Ji Sheng had already made up his mind, knowing that he couldn't get rid of all the calendars on his own within a certain period of time, so he had to find helpers.

In order to pay off huge debts!

In order to be able to make a fortune!

Ji Sheng has to convince his father no matter what, he has figured it out, even if he is painting a big cake, he must trick his father into helping him.