Chapter 84 Overseas Relations

In the 80s, having overseas connections was something more enviable than having official connections.

There is a relative who is an official at home, that is, it is more convenient and affordable. There is an overseas relative who is completely different, it is a majestic style that can be shaken immediately. Not to mention anything else, in 82 years to get a sum of foreign exchange to buy a color TV, the entire compound will be shaken, the countryside will ask for a sum of money, build a house and run a pig farm can instantly change life. If you are a little richer, whether you borrow or exchange, use foreign exchange to buy a Dongfeng car that is several thousand years old, then it will be a matter of one or two years for the whole family to become well-off.

In the early 80s, in the film with a box office of over 100 million, the heroine of "Lushan Love" is a descendant of the Kuomintang living in the United States, and the whole film tells the love story of a silly boy who loves to learn and an overseas Chinese "princess". The male protagonist of "Wrangler" has an old overseas Chinese father in the United States who he doesn't know, and while the two are entangled in the relationship between father and son, there is also a rural girl who does not envy foreign life and is willing to stay in the poor grassland.

It can be said that overseas relations represent a better life.

At this time, people know very little about foreign countries, but from the limited resources, it can be seen that foreigners come to China to play, and spend more money than we can earn in a lifetime. A foreign relative sends a letter with a foreign dollar in it, whether it is a dollar bill, a fountain pen or a Japanese yen, the face value of which is more than the annual income of a family of three. If you are lucky enough to go abroad, even if you wash dishes abroad, you can accumulate a lot of money......

"Isn't this Yang family a local? Do you have relatives who have gone out?" The postman who delivered the letter from Xi County simply didn't leave, and stayed in the post office, waiting for Yang Rui to come and see what was inside.

Strong curiosity and a sense of responsibility are the privileges given by the times, and this kind of thing is to send letters, and there is a punctuality in the Nanhu area, and it is very casual when you arrive in the township.

It doesn't matter if the post office in Xibao Town is watched, only the local postman rides fast, carrying a handful of ordinary letters and parcel messages, to make notices.

Early the next morning, Yang Rui came down the mountain to pick up the package, and the postman in Xi County waited for a day and a night, and the people were not in a hurry, so he stretched out his head from the side of the counter and said: "Take it apart and take a look, if there is any problem, explain it on the spot, and you will not be responsible for leaving the counter." ”

"Who said that leaving the cabinet is not responsible? You first check whether the package is in good condition, if it is in good condition, you don't need to open it here. The little beauty Wu Qian looked at Yang Rui, glared at the postman from Xi County, and said to Yang Rui: "He just wants to go back to the county to brag about it, and he has seen something sent from abroad." ”

The postman was not annoyed at all, and said hehe, "You're not curious?"

Wu Qian was stunned and said, "Then you can't ask people to open packages on the counter." ”

The postman pulled away his messy hair, but turned his head and asked Yang Rui: "When did you relatives go abroad? There has been no news for many years? How can you send a letter to you, not to your father? You said that their names are strange enough, such a long string, how can you go abroad without using Chinese?"

This bunch of questions can be regarded as making Yang Rui understand the situation, and he immediately laughed. "Biochemical Systems Ecology" is said in English, is there a long list?

"We don't have any overseas relatives in our family, so it's supposed to be a book. Although there was a small person on the other side, Yang Rui had to make his words clear.

The Yang family is not a big family in the city, and a little gossip may cause a lot of trouble.

The other party naturally didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything, just watched.

Yang Rui shook his head, and he was still on the counter, tearing the package open.

There are three sample magazines sent to Yang Rui, in addition, there are 30 thick single books, packed in a cardboard box, giving people a great space for reverie.

The so-called single book is a product of the formalization of foreign journals, that is, the author's article is listed and printed separately, so that the author of the paper can distribute his paper to colleagues and friends. For researchers who spend all day in the real room, this is the most intoxicating moment, and the secretion of dopamine can be more than having sex.

The first printing of 30 copies of a single book is free, and if you want to print more, the magazine society will charge a lot of money. For example, a print run of 250 copies might cost $500, and a print of 2,500 copies might cost $1,500, and researchers who need to attend academic conferences, or who are too excited, are more than willing to pay for it.

Unlike the publication of ordinary journals, the vast majority of foreign journals do not have a manuscript fee, or in other words, the manuscript fee and the page fee are offset by the manuscript fee. Magazines with a larger circulation print a few more single books, even if it is a discount for the author. In another ten or twenty years, when the Internet has developed, fewer people will subscribe to magazines, and even fewer journals will be given away as single copies.

The cardboard box was quickly wiped out, and there was only one letter left, which Yang Rui opened without scruples, but it was a standard machine-typed letter, which roughly welcomed Yang Rui to submit again, which was not interesting. "Biochemical Systems Ecology" is a journal indexed by SCI, and researchers from all over the world submit papers here, and there is never a shortage of manuscripts, after all, foreign researchers also have to evaluate professional titles.

The people at the post office watched Yang Rui take out the cardboard box, but they didn't see a remittance slip, not a single dollar bill, and the last envelope was really a letter, and the postman in Xixian County, who had been waiting for a day, couldn't stand it, and said unhappily: "Your relatives are really boring, send a bunch of books over, and it's not an antique or something, what's the point?"

"Antiques can't be sent. Wu Qian whispered, she was preparing for the internal examination of the post office recently, and she knew the rules and regulations well.

The postman snorted and said, "Who knows if foreigners will let me send it." What the hell are these?"

He asked Yang Rui.

Yang Rui smiled, put the single book back in the cardboard box, opened a sample journal, flipped to the middle part, found his article, pointed to the signature under the title, and said, "Did you see this?"

"Ghost-like ......," the postman muttered.

"This is pinyin, will Wu Qian do it?" Yang Rui turned the sample magazine in a different direction.

"A little. Wu Qian replied hesitantly. Her pinyin was only recently picked up, and she taught herself to take the unified exam at the post office. When she was studying, the school taught Chinese was an old farmer with a white towel on his head, a pure poor middle peasant, every day with a whip to the student baby to talk about the importance of picking up dung, often said that he was in order to be a handlebar type, how much sweat and effort he paid, for which he thanked a circle of people, and often took the children to the neighborhood to practice, the children had a lot of fun, and also liked this grandfather who dared to beat the teacher, but when he graduated, he found that he had not learned anything.

With a touch of shyness, Wu Qian stared at the pinyin of Yang Rui's fingertips, and it took more than ten seconds to read the initials and finals separately: "yang...... r…… ui……”

"Yang Rui?" Wu Qian suddenly called out in surprise, and she didn't know whether she spelled pinyin for herself or Yang Rui.

Yang Rui nodded slightly and said, "The article I wrote was published in a foreign journal, and this is a sample journal sent to me." ”

This answer is even more surprising than that of overseas relatives.

The eldest sister in the institute called out "yo" and asked, "You used to write articles in our Chinese newspapers, but now you have gone to a foreign country?"

That's pretty much what it means. ”

"Then why don't you have a manuscript fee?" Sister Li's voice became louder, and she suddenly looked down on the counter and said, "Is there a remittance slip that you haven't seen?"

"There is no fee for this kind of journal. Yang Rui had no choice but to stop the other party's kindness, and took out the single book again, saying: "This kind of journal will print my articles separately, but will not pay the manuscript fee." ”

"Foreigners are more economical than us, and they don't pay ...... manuscript fees"

"Foreign magazines give, periodicals don't. Yang Rui was anxious about the difference between popular periodicals and magazines.

The people on the counter went in and out of their left ears and went out of their right ears, just holding the single book in both hands to read it, and kept making a "tsk" exclamation. After a while, people from the town who came to run errands also crowded to the counter, vying to read the magazines and books of foreigners.

Xibao Town is a small town, and if someone farts in the west, everyone in the east will know immediately. Foreign magazines can spread throughout the town in less than ten minutes.

There were many people in the post office, and some of them were doing business, so they gave their stalls to others, and they came to see the excitement.

There are also some big men who pick their feet, they hear foreign magazines in their ears, and they think about the video tapes of foreigners without clothes in the county seat, and they think to themselves, "There are all these things in the town", and then they rushed to the city and squeezed them in one by one.

Yang Rui is quite happy that his reputation has spread, and the reputation of Township Chief Yang's son who has published articles abroad is better than Township Chief Yang's son leading the militia to bully people.

However, in order to protect the scarce number of sample journals, Yang Rui first collected them in hand, then put the two single books on the counter, and walked through the back door.

The single line is used to do this kind of thing, everyone has seen Yang Rui's pinyin, and they are satisfied, as for the lack of photos of foreign girls without clothes, this kind of thing is still embarrassed to declare it.

Following.

Xiahou Huan was called to school by Yang Rui and got the "sorted" calculation book, although the dense numbers and symbols exceeded the actual needs, they made Xiahou Huan feel much more at ease.

"Relying on this, you can make the evaporation crystallizer, right?" Xiahou Huan asked more, he had invested too much, and he couldn't turn back.

"You also have to find a special technician to organize the production according to the requirements of the booklet...... If you encounter any more problems, you will come to me again, but I said, I don't care about ordinary production problems, you have to have someone to do this work. After Yang Rui finished speaking, he took a new single book, handed it to Xiahou Huan and said, "This is my latest paper, which can be regarded as proving myself." ”

The single book also has a cover, and has the name and introduction of the journal "Biochemical Systems Ecology", the introduction of Yang Rui and the full text of his paper, and finally the appraisal and evaluation of the reviewers, etc., and its content is more detailed than the content of the formal journal.

All of this, of course, is written in English.

Xiahou Huan understood Yang Rui's words, and then took it in his hand and flipped it over, and the doubts in his stomach disappeared.

"I'll read it carefully. Xiahou Huan thanked Yang Rui again and again before leaving Xibao Middle School.

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