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Chapter 536 The Country of Poverty

Chapter 536 A Poverty Country

In Fu Xia's eyes, China is undoubtedly a poor country.

Although she was born in one of the world's top universities like Oxford University, aside from family factors, Fu Xia believed that she was actually a poor person in the kingdom.

Because of her family education, Fu Xia has been working during holidays since middle school. In high school, because of the advantages of the environment, she began to help some foreign college students make study abroad plans and receive consultations, including small tasks such as contacting them about their accommodation.

The scholarship I received can already cover my academic expenses.

However, it is still difficult to study abroad unless you get project funding.

Oxford's projects for undergraduates are not important projects, and the funding is naturally not much higher. Most of the international students in the Shu Giant Panda Building are in Fu Xia's situation.

However, when Fu Xia came to China with meager project funds while complaining about the school's coercion, Fu Xia discovered that she could actually be called "tyrannical" in this land.

At least she and the international students can eat the fermented rice dumplings and egg balls from the breakfast stall by the river every morning, as well as the delicious miscellaneous sauce noodles and beef noodles. More than two pieces can make them full; at noon, they can taste the single-pot noodles in a small restaurant

Small stir-fries, meat dishes for three pieces, and vegetarian dishes for $1.50; in the evenings, we would often get together, find a private room in a hotel, order a table of dishes, and compete with Chinese-style spirits, but we would always lose to our Russian classmates.

It doesn't cost a few bucks. Apart from the fact that you can't find authentic Western food in Sichuan, which is a bit disappointing, the prices here are generally extremely low.

But this "extremely low" situation is only for her and her fellow international students.

She also once went to the collective cafeteria of Shu University with a curious mind, where she saw with her own eyes that a breakfast for Chinese students only cost 50 cents.

Two cents for steamed buns, two cents for cold dishes, and one cent for porridge.

But she knew that some classmates would still leave half of the steamed buns for breakfast like this, and she was completely shocked when they had a meal of free vegetable soup in the cafeteria at noon.

The reason why I know this is because the mother of that classmate is seriously ill, and the Chinese classmate launched a fundraiser for that classmate.

Only then did Fu Xia realize that in this country, just a few years ago, a family's monthly income was only more than 100 yuan, and their annual income could not keep up with the weekly salary of an ordinary worker in London.

It was also a few years ago that this country's "10,000-yuan household" became a model of hard-working people who get rich, and was praised in newspapers and television.

Nowadays, every time I pass by a bank in China, there will be some shabby-looking people. While looking around carefully, they whisper in broken English: "Knife, hey, Puruis, one gram is worth a thousand dollars."

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One U.S. dollar can be exchanged for 5.5 yuan in a bank, but with these people, it can be exchanged for 7 yuan.

One pound can be exchanged for about fourteen yuan.

The "household worth ten thousand yuan" that the people of this country once looked up to, after conversion, only has a measly asset of seven hundred pounds.

This is Fu Xia's most intuitive impression of the widespread poverty in this country.

Therefore, after being taken by two beautiful Chinese girls to visit this eccentric Chinese garden with a Victorian style, Fu Xia knew where Zhou Zhi's confidence came from.

This child is not only richer than himself, he is even richer than most of his compatriots in the kingdom, and richer than his cousin Douglas in Hong Kong Island.

Obtaining a driver's license at the age of eighteen is still a privilege for children from middle-class families in the Kingdom.

Sara, this is the English name Fu Xia just gave to Jiang Shuyi. The root of the word is willing to mean "princess" because Fu Xia feels that this little girl is petite, has a European-style face and is cool, and has a bit of that flavor in it.

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Although Sara explained that the car belonged to the county government of her hometown, and Zhou Zhi was only qualified to drive on a business trip this time because she had made some contributions to her hometown, Fu Xia still admired her very much.

The current mansion, according to Sara, is also the "legacy" of an ancestor on Zhou Zhi's mother's side, but Fu Xia also understood keenly that this mansion was not inherited, but was owned by Zhou Zhi's former owner.

Purchased by the military.

Fu Xia is very aware of the living conditions of Shu University teachers. I heard that this country has just lifted the ban on putting houses on the market as commodities. However, according to international students studying China's market economy, Chinese people are still hesitant about buying houses.

Their enthusiasm is not very high, and they prefer a "joint self-construction" method to build houses in an attempt to reduce costs.

Although houses in China are very cheap, they are by no means easily affordable by current Chinese families, let alone houses of this kind.

So when Fu Xia returned to Xiaoting again, she looked at Zhou Zhi with admiration again.

But this boy did not seem to have any pride in his wealth. Instead, he showed full pride when he talked about the country starting to respect knowledge and science again, and began to give reasonable treatment to intellectuals.

However, when Zhou Zhi was just chatting with Jiang Wu, he sorted out some things from his memories and asked Fu Xia before she could speak: "What is the current exchange rate of pounds to dollars?"

"Ah?" Fu Xia felt confused: "What do you mean?"

"What does your cousin Douglas do on Hong Kong Island?"

"It must be import and export trade, what's wrong?"

"Brother Wu, can you find a place to make long-distance calls? One that can reach Hong Kong Island?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Come on, let's make a phone call first!"

"Then get in my car!" Jiang Wu said no more, stood up and took out the key.





Soon, Jiang Wu brought Fu Xia and Zhou Zhi to a hotel-like place.

The reason why it is similar is that all the facilities here are the same as those of a hotel, but there are soldiers with loaded ammunition standing guard at the door.

At the front desk of the hotel, the manager led Zhou Zhi and others into a rather high-end business room. Zhou Zhi looked at the words "International Business Conference Private Room" in light blue Song fonts posted on the glass door.

It is estimated that this is still a remnant of the previous policy, which has not yet been fully adjusted.

Zhou Zhi was not polite and picked up the phone first to call Jingyang.

"Hello, this is Jin'an Lock Co., Ltd., where is it?" A pleasant female voice sounded from the microphone.

"Sister Cancan, do you have a routine when answering the phone now?" Zhou Zhi said with a smile.

"Elbow! I think this is a call from Shudu! Have you arrived in Shudu?!" The golden voice over there was very happy, and then another female voice came to mind: "Is this a call from Elbow? Where is he now? I

Come and pick me up!"

Naturally, it’s cousin An Xin.
Chapter completed!
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