Chapter 487 Magic Bullet

Seeing the fireworks blooming in the sky, Akina Nakamori suddenly didn't want to go back to the room so early.

She looked up at Zhou Yan, the fireworks in her eyes mixed with hope, "Teacher Zhou, can you walk with me?"

Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows. He didn't mind walking with Akina Nakamori, but his coat was still in Akina Nakamori's hand. If he wandered around outside, he would freeze to death.

If Akina Nakamori returned his clothes to him, he felt that Akina Nakamori would freeze to death.

"Or, I'll drive you around."

"Okay." Akina Nakamori nodded and agreed to the proposal.

Then the two returned to the car.

At this moment, the car was much warmer than before, and the seats were warm, but Akina Nakamori still held Zhou Yan's coat in her arms and didn't return it to him.

Akina Nakamori didn't say where to go, so Zhou Yan drove the car towards the place where the fireworks rose. The fireworks didn't stop at this time, and he could still see the fireworks while sitting in the car.

"It's really beautiful." Akina Nakamori looked at the fireworks through the car window with a smile on her face, "It's almost next year."

"Well, there are still a few hours, and the fireworks will be more beautiful then."

"Teacher Zhou, is there anything special about your New Year's Eve?"

Zhou Yan shook his head, "There's basically nothing special about New Year's Day here, it's mainly New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, and then there's Xiaonian."

"Xiaonian?" Akina Nakamori asked.

"Xiaonian here refers to Lantern Festival, and some places refer to Xiaonian on the 23rd or 24th of the twelfth lunar month."

"Oh, we have New Year's Eve, Spring Festival and Lantern Festival, but I haven't heard of Xiaonian."

"Do you celebrate New Year's Eve?"

"Some people should celebrate it, but we don't." Akina Nakamori shook her head, "Most families in our area understand the New Year as your New Year's Day, and they attach the same importance to it as you celebrate the Spring Festival, with many traditional customs."

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "Then you come to China during the New Year, you are too serious about your work."

Hearing Zhou Yan's words, Akina Nakamori lowered her head and said nothing.

Zhou Yan then realized that he seemed to have said something wrong. Akina Nakamori's mother died last year, and she seemed to have cut off ties with her family since then.

This means that for Akina Nakamori, she no longer has a home in Japan.

It is because she has no home that she can come to China to work when they are celebrating the New Year.

"Ahem, when will you start working in Yanjing?" Zhou Yan asked about work, trying to ease the atmosphere.

"Tomorrow afternoon, I will go to Yanjing TV Station to record a talk show. The day after tomorrow, I will sing a song at Yanjing TV Station again."

Zhou Yan nodded and asked, "Is the work all in Yanjing this time?"

"No, I will go to Shanghai in a while, and there are some activities to participate in there."

"Then I will stay in China for a long time this time."

"Well, more than 20 days in total."

"Then it will be New Year's Eve soon."

"I looked at the calendar, and I will go back to Neon before New Year's Eve."

"That's a pity, otherwise you can feel the atmosphere of New Year's Eve here, which is definitely much more lively than New Year's Day."

Akina Nakamori turned her head and looked at Zhou Yan, "Do you really think it's a pity?"

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Akina Nakamori had misunderstood the word "pity". Her Chinese was still not good enough. She could only roughly understand some words, but the specific meaning was different from what she understood.

In fact, it can be said that Akina Nakamori had a problem with the understanding of the word "pity". After all, pity can originally represent regret, but in the context just now, the emotion was not so strong.

But at this time, Zhou Yan couldn't explain it seriously to Akina Nakamori. He could only follow Akina Nakamori's words and say, "Well, it's a pity. Although I have only celebrated the New Year in Yanjing once, I still know a lot about the customs of the New Year here, and there are many activities before the New Year. For example, our studio has a dumpling-making competition before the New Year. Can you make dumplings?"

"A little bit."

Zhou Yan smiled. In his opinion, knowing a little bit means not knowing.

In fact, Zhou Yan's family doesn't eat dumplings at all during the New Year, but he has been in Yanjing for so many years after all, and he eats a lot of dumplings every winter.

However, even though he has been in Yanjing for so many years, he still can't regard dumplings as a staple food. If he eats dumplings with a meal, he always feels that something is missing.

Of course, he can't eat dumplings as a dish with rice like the Japanese do.

When Zhou Yan saw someone eating dumplings with rice for the first time in Neon, he was so uncomfortable. This is not the end. In Neon, in addition to eating dumplings with rice, there are also noodles with rice.

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After the car passed the Third Ring Road, the fireworks in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the city fell into peace again.

However, Zhou Yan did not stop the car and continued to drive forward.

After driving a few kilometers along the main road, the fireworks in the sky lit up again. Nakamori Akina looked up at the fireworks in the sky and smiled, "It seems that we are not far away."

Zhou Yan also looked up and looked at the direction. The place where the fireworks were set off should be behind the Old Summer Palace.

They are now in front of the south gate of Tsinghua University.

This place is just a little past the Fourth Ring Road, but at this time, part of the road behind the Fourth Ring Road has been opened and has not been fully connected.

As for the Fifth Ring Road behind the Old Summer Palace, it has not yet started to be built.

If outside the Third Ring Road, there is still a sense of urban-rural fringe, then outside the Fourth Ring Road and the Fifth Ring Road, it has a completely rural feel.

Driving through here at night, it feels very deserted, even the street lights are on and off.

If Yanda and Tsinghua University weren't here, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people nearby.

Zhou Yan drove past the Old Summer Palace, just after crossing Qinghe River, and arrived at a small town behind.

There were a few children placing flowers on the roadside. Zhou Yan stopped the car, rolled down the window, and asked, "Kids, where did you buy your flowers?"

One of the little fat guys ran over quickly and said enthusiastically, "Boss, do you want to buy fireworks? Sky monkeys cost one yuan each, magic bullets cost ten yuan each, and big baby's breath stars cost forty yuan a bucket."

Although Zhou Yan hadn't bought fireworks for a long time, he knew they were expensive when he heard the price.

The magic bullets that the little fat man talks about are the kind of hand-held flowers that are sold in many places for four or five yuan each, or even two or three yuan.

There is also Gypsophila. Forty yuan a barrel is too expensive. Ordinary workers can’t buy a few barrels with a month’s salary.

How many people can afford such expensive fireworks?

"The price is too expensive."

"Boss, this price is not expensive anymore. Fireworks are very hard to buy this year... If you buy more, I can give you a discount."

"How to get a discount?"

"If you buy something for twenty yuan in one go, I'll give you a 10% discount. If you buy something for fifty yuan, I'll give you a 15% discount. If you buy something for a hundred yuan, I'll give you a 20% discount. If you buy it for two hundred yuan, I'll give you a 20% discount. , I’ll give you a 30% discount.”

Zhou Yan smiled, this little chubby guy was quite good at doing business.

He thought for a while and asked, "What if I buy something that costs 500 yuan? How much discount will you give me?"

Little Fatty smiled and said, "If you buy it for 500 yuan, I will give you a 50% discount, which means you can buy the goods for 1,000 yuan. In addition, I will also give you a Sky Monkey and a magic bullet worth 200 yuan. If you want Torpedo King or Big Red Eagle, that’s fine too.”

Zhou Yan couldn't help but sigh, despite his young age, this little fat man has really seen the world.

Ordinary children can't talk to others about a five hundred yuan business so calmly.

Five hundred yuan, many people don't have that much as a monthly salary.

Zhou Yan nodded, "Well, help me get the five hundred yuan worth of goods together, and I'll give you the money later."

His original intention was to tease the little fat man, but he didn't expect that the little fat man didn't hesitate at all and nodded immediately, "Okay, boss, I will distribute the goods for you right now."

After saying that, he ran away, leaving several of his friends standing there.

Zhou Yan looked at his friends and said with a smile, "That little fat guy's house sells fireworks?"

One of the children nodded and said, "Well, Brother Xiang's house sells everything. We all get these fireworks from his house."

"Okay, let's play."

Zhou Yan rolled down the window again, then drove the car to the open space next to it and stopped.

About five or six minutes later, Xiao Pangdun ran over with an adult, and the adult held a baby's breath in his hand.

Little Fatty walked straight to the car and knocked on the window, "Boss, open the window."

Zhou Yan opened the window and Xiaopangdun smiled and said, "Boss, this is my dad, we brought fireworks."

Little Fatty was holding a bundle of magic bullets in his hand. He raised his hand and wanted to stuff it into the car window.

Zhou Yan said quickly, "Don't stuff it inside, just put it on the ground."

After saying that, he got out of the car.

Little Fatty's father is not fat at all, but looks thin.

Zhou Yan thought that if Little Fatty was so active, his father must also be very active, but he didn't expect that his father was very introverted and would always smile with his teeth bared when he met him.

Then Zhou Yan was very straightforward and took out five hundred yuan and gave it to the little fat man's father, asking them to send the fireworks over quickly.

After getting the money, Xiaopangdun and his son were very happy and ran back to stock up.

When Zhou Yan hugged Baihua and was about to call Nakamori Akina, she had already taken the initiative to get out of the car.

She wore very little, but after getting off the bus, she consciously put on Zhou Yan's coat.

Zhou Yan handed a magic bullet to her hand and lit it.

While the fuse was burning, Zhou Yan said to her, "This is called a shooting star in China. When it sounds, you can make a wish."

Akina Nakamori held the magic bullet very familiarly, pointed it at the sky, and said with a smile, "I heard it all, here you call it a magic bullet, not a shooting star at all. And we also have them there, they are called hand-held fireworks." "

Zhou Yan smiled and said, "It seems I can't deceive you."

"certainly……"

As soon as she opened her mouth, a light bullet was shot out of the tube, flew about ten meters, and then exploded in the air.

This kind of hand-held flower bud has a small amount of gunpowder, so it is difficult to make it look good. Basically, it can be seen and heard.

But because it’s handheld, it feels interesting.

Nakamori Akina was bolder than Zhou Yan imagined. She held the fireworks tube in her hand like a gun, constantly moving the direction to make the fireworks explode in different positions.

Zhou Yan originally thought that this magic bullet would be used up soon, and there should be a lot of duds. However, he did not expect that this magic bullet not only had few duds, but also thought that the total number was very large. He ignored counting, and there were probably Thirty-two pieces.

This magic bullet is so good, no wonder Xiaopangdun dared to ask for ten yuan each at first.

Zhou Yan accompanied Nakamori Akina to set off two or three magic bullets. The father and son of the little fat man came again. This time they got a two-wheeled cart filled with all kinds of fireworks.

"Boss, the goods are ready for you. Please check them."

Zhou Yan looked at the fireworks on the cart and was a little surprised, because these fireworks, according to the initial offer of the little fat man, were already more than a thousand.

There were five bundles of magic bullets alone, each with ten pieces, which was worth five hundred yuan, and the bundle brought before was six hundred yuan.

There were ten barrels of the big fireworks, plus the previous barrel, which was four hundred and forty yuan.

These two things added up, it was more than before.

In addition to these two items, there are also various kinds of fireworks, such as the small fountain, there are about 20 to 30, and there are several bundles of sky rockets...

Zhou Yan laughed, "Isn't this too much? I only have 500 yuan."

Little Fatty's father said embarrassedly, "Yufeng reported the wrong price just now. The fireworks we moved are about 500 yuan."

Zhou Yan didn't expect that this boss was quite honest.

He smiled, "There are so many fireworks, and the two of us can't set them off. How about this, let's all play together."

Little Fatty reacted quickly and said immediately, "Glad to help."

Then other children gathered around him at his call, and everyone started to set off fireworks together.

Akina Nakamori had a lot of fun. She liked to play with handheld magic bullets and sky rockets. She had no interest in the most expensive and best-looking baby's breath.

Although baby's breath looks good, it needs to be viewed from a distance. If you get too close, you can't see the gorgeous fireworks clearly, and you also have to prevent yourself from being hit by the fireworks.

Later, Akina Nakamori couldn't put it down anymore, so she sat down on the stone pier by the Qing River with Zhou Yan.

Watching the children playing with fireworks with unabated enthusiasm, Akina Nakamori held her chin with her hand, "I really envy them."

"What's there to envy, didn't you play just now?"

"But I don't have the same mood as them." Akina Nakamori tightened her clothes, and then smiled: "But at least just now, I was as happy as them, thank you, Teacher Zhou."

Zhou Yan waved his hand, "You're welcome, it's just some fireworks."

"It's not just those fireworks, but also because you are willing to accompany me out. I haven't been so relaxed for a long time." Akina Nakamori looked at the sky and sighed slightly, "At this time, Neon should be about to celebrate the New Year."

Zhou Yan looked at his watch. It was already past ten o'clock. There was an hour difference between Tokyo and Yanjing, so Tokyo should be more than eleven o'clock, and it was indeed about to celebrate the New Year.

"Well, there's still more than half an hour until Tokyo arrives in 1997. We still need another half an hour."

Akina Nakamori stared at the sky for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Teacher Zhou, do you miss home?"

"Do you miss home?" Zhou Yan smiled, "Actually, it's okay."

The main reason is that he often calls his family. In total, he calls his family at least three times a week. With this frequency, it's actually hard to miss home.

Sometimes, Qing'er and the others call more often, two or three times a day. Not to mention missing home, Zhou Yan even feels a little annoyed.

"There are many children in my family. I have two brothers, two sisters, and a younger sister. We are not much different. During that time, my mother gave birth to a child almost every year..."

Akina Nakamori suddenly talked about the situation in her family. She was born in a family with many brothers and sisters, and was destined not to receive too much attention.

It was the first time that Zhou Yan heard about the situation in Akina Nakamori's family. He was also very surprised to learn that Akina Nakamori had six brothers and sisters.

Although Japan developed rapidly in the 1960s and the birth rate reached its peak, it was still very rare for a family to have six children. (End of this chapter)