Although Mr. Yi is old, he has clear thinking and remembers his past experiences very clearly, and speaks clearly.

After chatting for a while, Chen Qiaoshan also roughly learned about the origin of Xinhua photocopying industry.

After all, life is not a legend in the city. In a specific historical period, the Yi brothers learned to learn how to make a living, but eventually became the reputation of Xinhua's "City of Literature and Seal". Speaking of which, there are too many accidental factors and many inevitable reasons.

Chen Qiaoshan remembered one thing and asked: "Old man, you should know Zou Lianjing, right?"

"I know, who doesn't know him from Yangxi Town?"

"'Help Yuan Longping get rich and help Zou Lianjing.' This sentence is widely circulated in Yangxi. He basically brought out the craftsmen in Yangxi and Chaxi, and made a fortune in both of them."

Yi Daixing said lightly, but he did not involve any relationship with Zou Lianjing.

Chen Qiaoshan was a little curious. It was rumored that Zou Lianjing was the apprentice of the Yi brothers. However, seeing the old man's current situation, he didn't look very familiar. He couldn't help asking: "I heard that Zou Lianjing is your old disciple. Is there anything wrong with this?"

The old man shook his head, "Don't listen to the rumors outside, Xiao Zou is not my apprentice." Although he rejected it, he did not talk about anything else, and there was obviously a hidden story inside.

Chen Qiaoshan was a little strange. According to Zhang Ergui, Mr. Yi was guarding the door at the county typewriter repair factory in the 1980s, and Zou Lianjing was the director of the repair factory at that time.

According to time calculations, Mr. Yi had just finished prison for more than ten years, and his legs and feet were still a little ill. If the two really had nothing to do with each other, how could he be arranged to go to the repair shop to see the door?

Yi Daixing seemed to see Chen Qiaoshan’s doubts and explained: “In that era, it was a large group, and when going out to do business, I needed a letter of introduction, especially to make trouble with the public.”

"To be honest, when you repair a typewriter, you earn a lot of money and you suffer a lot of people."

"My brother and I don't have a serious unit. We often put on the machine on the front foot and then went to the public security bureau. At that time, there were very few masters who could repair typewriters. There were not many people in a province. Sometimes the machine broke and there was no way, so we had to find a way to get us out and continue to repair the machine."

Chen Qiaoshan listened to the story and looked like asking about jail, but I'd better forget it. After all, it's someone else's privacy, and it's a bit taboo.

Mr. Yi seemed to see his thoughts and continued, "Later, my brother and I thought of a solution. Aren't we going to introduce the letter? We can carve seals, so what's the difficulty of getting a fake one."

"I remember very clearly that we used soap to carve a chapter of 'Wuchang Hongxing Culture Factory'. At that time, we didn't know what office equipment was. We only knew it was related to culture. The introduction letter was written as support for other places and sent us to a certain place to repair typewriters, mimeographs, etc."

"In that era, we were in charge of the strict control. Although we wore the group badge on our chest and the letter of introduction in our hands, we could see through the truth at a glance with experienced people. Once in Liangshan, I was caught and my brother ran away first. It turned out that everything was on me, and it was all forged. Now, I was arrested. I was locked up as a spy in the United States and Chiang Kai-shek until 1979."

Chen Qiaoshan was a little surprised. It turned out that this was the reason why the old man had been imprisoned for more than ten years.

"Zou Lianjing's master is Yuan Xichu, and Xiao Yuan is my elder brother's apprentice. I only found out about these later."

"In the spring of 1979, I returned to Xinhua. My legs and feet were not good, and I had no intention of running out. When Xiao Zou heard about my situation, he arranged me to be in the typewriter repair shop in Yangxi Town."

"There is another typewriter repair shop in Yangxi?" Chen Qiaoshan asked hurriedly.

Mr. Yi smiled and said, "There is nothing else. There is only one factory in the county, but it was later renamed the county typewriter repair factory, which was in Yangxi Town."

"In fact, there is no business. It is just an affiliated unit for Yangxi people who are working on machines outside. It has a unified printed letter of introduction, invoice and price list. It was from then on that, typewriter repair has become the way for Yangxi people to get rich."

Chen Qiaoshan finally straightened out the problem of the start of Xinhua's printing industry, and the key node still had to fall on Zou Lianjing. After thinking about it, he asked again: "Old man, did your elder brother accept many apprentices back then?"

"There is no one else, Yuan Xichu, who said he was an apprentice, was only eight years younger than me. Unfortunately, he was also unlucky like my elder brother. He was living a good life and had a car accident in the south and died in a foreign land." Yi Daixing shook his head repeatedly, and his mood became a little depressed.

Chen Qiaoshan didn't know what to say. The first generation of Xinhua Wenyin man in front of him was hard to imagine the ups and downs of his life experience in this era.

"Old man, can I take a picture for you?"

"Take a photo?" Mr. Yi was stunned and said for a long time: "I haven't taken photos for many years." After that, he asked again: "Where to take photos? Are you going to take photos?"

"No, I'll bring a camera." Chen Qiaoshan said, taking out a Sony F717 from his bag. This was bought when he was shopping with Yan Xiaoqin a few days ago. The 5 million pixels were completely defeated by the 1,000 yuan machine in later generations, but the price was really not cheap, with a small amount of 6,000 yuan.

This is the current popular magic machine, and this model of camera has a dedicated infrared filter, which requires extra money to buy. It is said that after the matching, you can take some indescribable things.

Of course, Chen Qiaoshan didn't have that kind of hobby. He just mentioned Yan Xiaoqin as a joke, but the consequences were heavy. The purple around his waist didn't go down for several days.

Mr. Yi looked at him fiddling with the cannon barrel and couldn't help asking, "Are we just taking pictures here?"

"Old man, just sit down, leave the rest to me." Chen Qiaoshan held the camera, thought for a while, took a few photos in a row, and finally walked out of the door and took a panoramic view, and even took the paid sign at the door.

After working hard for a while, Chen Qiaoshan asked, "Old man, do you still have any contact with Zou Lianjing and others?"

Yi Daixing shook his head, "I haven't seen each other for more than ten years. Since my brother left, I have gradually lost contact." After that, he sighed again: "It's a good era. This journey is not easy. It's hard to go home all year round."

Chen Qiaoshan was a little silent. Life was so unfair to the old man in front of him, but this was exactly the real life.

After chatting for a while, Chen Qiaoshan was about to leave. Mr. Yi hesitated for a moment and said, "Young Master, can you leave me a photo?"

Chen Qiaoshan was stunned and nodded quickly. The old man's current situation was very ordinary. He guarded this territory and had not seen many people for a long time. The income was predictable. "No problem, I will wash two of them back and send them to you."

After saying goodbye and leaving, Chen Qiaoshan felt a little sad and a little grateful that his purpose of coming to Xinhua was at least one-third. The rest was to find the current insiders to understand the situation, preferably Zou Lianjing, and also to obtain data on local printing practitioners in Yangxi.

The difficulty inside was greater than the other, and Chen Qiaoshan also had a headache. Just as he was thinking, he saw a red E46 parked not far away in front of him. There was a special headlight, which was easy to distinguish.

Chen Qiaoshan was a little strange. This car was not cheap. It was not uncommon to meet in Yanjing. It was a bit of a glance in Xinhua. However, when I thought about it, I felt relieved. Xinhua was not very wealthy, but there were many big bosses, just those who were operating the upstream industry of literary printing outside, and there were many wealthy people.

Just as I was thinking, I saw an acquaintance get out of the car. It was Zeng Ziqi who sent him to the police station. There was no one nearby, so it was obviously coming for him.

Sure enough, Zeng Ziqi walked straight over and approached, and she asked, "Hey, are you really a student of Peking University?"

Chen Qiaoshan was very unhappy. Everyone had something wrong with Zeng Ziqi, and Li Xiaolin was like this. He said angrily: "Oh, isn't this Section Chief Zeng of the Cultural Industry Office?"

After saying that, he turned around and glanced at the alley not far away, and joked: "Are you here to go to the bathroom?"

Zeng Ziqi's face turned red and she wished she could tear the person in front of her. The guilt in her heart disappeared completely, which was so hated.

Chen Qiaoshan shook his head. This was BMW and Cartier. He was undoubtedly a rich girl. He didn't plan to bother Zeng Ziqi. Who knew whether there was a local snake standing behind her or a fanatical suitor walking alone outside, or whether it was better to be careful.

Chen Qiaoshan ignored him and walked straight past her.

Zeng Ziqi was so angry that her teeth itched, but she couldn't help but feel curious and shouted: "Chen Qiaoshan, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Chen Qiaoshan just pretended that he didn't hear it.

"Aren't you looking for Zou Lianjing? I know how to contact him."

Chen Qiaoshan couldn't do it now. There was no way. It was easy to find someone, but it was difficult to contact him. Especially if he was still a big boss, he wouldn't have to pay attention to you if he didn't have an acquaintance.

"You can really contact him, don't fool me, right?"

Zeng Ziqi rolled her eyes. Her father was one of the ten apprentices brought out by Mr. Zou personally. It was not easy to contact him. After thinking about it, she turned her eyes and said, "Can you still lie to you? Minister Yuan, do you still remember that her father is Mr. Zou's master. Do you believe it now?"

Chen Qiaoshan was shocked and asked quickly: "Is her father Yuan Xichu?"
Chapter completed!