As a leader, Li Yunlong naturally knows the concept of a per capita disposable income of 45,000 yuan and a piece of clothing costing 180 yuan.
This means that most Chinese people will not worry about a new piece of clothing.
So Li Yunlong nodded, with a look of joy on his face. Seeing this situation, Fang Ze was of course wise enough not to tell Li Yulong how much the local house prices in Haiping were per square meter.
It’s too magical and I’m afraid the elderly won’t be able to accept it.
He and Li Yunlong went out and entered the elevator. Although modern elevators look much taller than before, Huaxia installed the first elevator in SH as early as 1901.
In May 1st, TJ received an order from the central government from Qingsheng Motor Factory to install an elevator made in my country in Tiananmen Square.
So Li Yunlong was not particularly surprised by this elevator, and Fang Ze took advantage of this time to introduce the mobile phone to him.
Li Yunlong took Fang Ze's cell phone and looked at it carefully, then said, "If we had this gadget before, how much trouble would have been saved in the war and how many fewer correspondents would have died."
"Grandpa Li, this is for civilian use and cannot be used on the battlefield. Now we have other methods on the battlefield. How about I introduce it to you?"
"No, no, no," Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "Even if you listen, I won't be able to build it when I go back, and there's no place to grab it, so it's better not to listen."
Well, there's no place to grab it. . . . . .
It seems that even after so many years of retirement from the battlefield, this person's thoughts are still the same as before.
If you can make something, make something yourself. If the enemy has something better than yourself, then take it from the enemy.
Fang Ze and Li Yunlong came out of the elevator. As soon as they looked up, Fang Ze heard Li Yunlong pointing at a young man in front of him and saying, "Why does that man seem to be wearing tight pants that women only wear when dancing?"
Although the current fashionable clothing is becoming more and more incomprehensible, it has not reached the point where men wear tight pants on the streets.
So Fang Ze also looked ahead.
Standing in front of him was Xiao Hei, who had just come back from a mountain bike ride. In order to look more professional, Xiao Hei wears cycling pants every time he goes out to ride a mountain bike.
So Fang Ze had no choice but to educate Li Yunlong on what cycling pants are.
"One pair of pants has so many connections." Li Yunlong scratched his head, then looked around, knowing that although this era was only a few decades away from when he came, it had already been turned upside down.
This strong sense of contrast is quite familiar to Li Yunlong, who lived from the war-torn times when there was not enough to eat and people died of hunger to the era when the Chinese people stood up.
When he tried to tell his sons how miserable his life was when he was a child, his sons couldn't understand why the country was so backward.
An era has passed, and all people of the past era must either adapt to the new era or be abandoned by the era.
And because of chance, he came here from an era that was considered by the people here to have passed. Everything here made him strange to the extreme.
This is not his time.
Li Yunlong sighed, then shook his head.
"Grandpa Li, what's wrong with you?" Fang Ze looked at Li Yunlong and asked.
"nothing."
"Fang Zi." Xiao Hei, wearing cycling pants, came over, said hello to Fang Ze, then looked at Li Yunlong and asked, "This is the elder in your family."
"Yeah, yes." Fang Ze said to Xiao Hei, "Grandpa from far away, come and see me."
"Hello, grandpa." Xiao Hei greeted Li Yunlong respectfully.
"Well, hello, young man." Li Yunlong patted Xiao Hei on the shoulder and said, "You look good in spirit. I saw you from afar. It's really hard not to notice you with these pants of yours."
"Others often misunderstand my pants." Xiao Hei looked at his pants, and then asked Fang Ze and Li Yunlong, "At this point, are you going to eat?"
"Yes."
"Let's go together." Xiao Hei said quickly, "I just came back from riding a bike and I'm almost starving to death."
"Young men, you can have dinner together." Li Yunlong looked at Xiao Hei and said, "But I have to ask first, can I drink?"
"You can't get drunk by blowing a bottle of white wine." Xiao Hei started blowing.
"That's fine, okay, you are a very good young man." Li Yunlong waved his hand cheerfully, "Let's go have a meal and drink together."
Because there was a restaurant nearby, the three of them did not drive. They came out of the community and prepared to walk there.
Of course, even in second- and third-tier cities like Haiping, not many people have seen cycling pants and don’t know the difference between these pants and tights, so Xiaohei attracted the attention of many people along the way.
As Li Yunlong walked, he looked at the high-rise buildings on both sides of the street, the crowded traffic on the street, and the huge crowds of people wearing various clothes, holding mobile phones in their hands, holding puppies, or carrying gorgeous bags. .
The bright colors and modern fashion elements that can be seen everywhere had a strong mental impact on Li Yunlong, leaving him unable to react for a moment. He reached out and grabbed Fang Ze's arm.
Fang Ze turned to look at Li Yunlong, thinking that something was wrong with his body. Li Yunlong was embarrassed to tell Fang Ze that he had not adapted to the environment here, so he made an excuse.
"This building makes me dizzy." Li Yunlong said to Fang Ze, "If such a tall building were to fall down, the consequences would be serious."
"Old man, let's see what you said." Xiao Hei on the side thought that what Li Yunlong said was very interesting, so he said, "If you dare to build such a tall building, you will have the technology to prevent it from collapsing, unless the sponsor wants money at the expense of your life. , what are you afraid of."
"That's true." Li Yunlong laughed a few times, glanced at the 20 or 30-storey office buildings on the street, and then said, "Back then, when enemy bullets flew over me on the battlefield, I wouldn't even blink. Now. It’s scary to see a few tall buildings.”
"The old man has even fought in a war!" Xiao Hei's eyes lit up after hearing this.
"What do you think?"
"That's great, old man." After all, looking at Li Yunlong, an old man in his fifties, he probably wouldn't be able to make it.
As for the earlier Korean War and the Anti-Japanese War, there is no need to think about it.
Talking about the war, he finally returned to a field that Li Yunlong was familiar with. He took the opportunity to tell Fang Ze and Xiao Hei about his experience in the war.
Because of the realistic experience, Xiao Hei was very interested in hearing it. After all, today's Chinese people, regardless of their population of more than one billion, can probably name those who have been on the battlefield where there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
(End of chapter)