Zhang Xingming walked around for a few minutes with the vegetables, and bought some fish, eggs at home. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the end, I bought some ribs and meat, carried them to the police station, put the things in the trunk, went into the police station to wash my hands, and went to school.

In this era, most of the pork sold in the vegetable market was raised by the farmers themselves, and the pork dealers collected it and killed it themselves and sold it, and there were relatively few people who fed it.

Farmers are also reluctant to feed pigs, it is very expensive, and the feed of this period is also true.

The fat of good pork is hard, and the oil can't be washed on the hands, unlike the meat that is soft in later generations, and the so-called lard on the hands is almost clean when wiped with a tissue paper.

But at this time, the pig breeder does not have the future generations to make money, the pig will take more than a year to slaughter, the cost is too high, unlike those in later generations, three or two months can be killed and sold, the pig seller does not eat pork, they dare not eat, only I am invincible to the people, everything to eat the bar.

Domestic pigs began to germinate at the end of 87, when the USDA promoted a lean hormone pig to China, with a feeding cycle of about six months, which is more than half of the shorter than the native pigs.

After the country's propaganda and promotion, soon this pig took root on the land of China.

Also because of the promotion of pigs, the domestic hormone feed industry has developed rapidly. Then the Chinese people boldly innovated and constantly "improved", and soon the formula and effect of domestic hormone feed surpassed the United States to catch up with Europe, and the original pig gradually disappeared from the people's table.

Pigs, cows, and sheep gradually changed. I don't know why in the hearts of Chinese, as long as it is foreign, it is definitely better than our own things.

Dogs too, raising a local dog is low-spirited, raising a foreign dog is awesome, but isn't a foreign dog also a foreign dog?

The Chinese dog, also known as the mountain dog, is a dog that can really protect the family and fight, and it is also the most loyal dog in the world, and it is the most dishonorable dog in the eyes of the owner in the world.

Chinese are very interesting, foreign things are all good things, foreigners say that good things must be good things, what kind of selfless international belief is this.

However, as long as it is Chinese, foreigners will turn a blind eye and will never admit that this is good, because they think that it is not necessary for the Chinese to know about it.

If foreigners don't say it, Chinese really don't know or pretend not to know, and everyone is a good baby at this time.

The Imperial War Museum in London exhibited a medal and a collar, and their owner "Judy" was the only dog registered as a prisoner of war by the Japanese in World War II.

But isn't it strange that there are no photos, no statues, no detailed descriptions of this dog?

There are almost nothing that can survive the purebred things in China until now, except for the tenacious earth dogs.

Soybeans in Northeast China have become extinct, pigs, cattle and sheep, all kinds of vegetables and grains, tree species, and fruits, how many more do we have? Under the praise and encouragement of the government and some celebrities and righteous people for unknown reasons, all the genetically modified products grown in the land of China are the United States and Japan.

In the home countries of these products, they are restricted or not allowed to be marketed. No one will publicize this, it's really not that they don't publicize it, it's that they didn't pay attention to it, yes, it's just carelessness for a while.

To take the simplest example, the plastic wrap used in the supermarket is sticky and tough, and it is all imported from Japan and South Korea.

They are contraband in Japan and South Korea, and they are not allowed to be marketed.

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The first class in the afternoon was not Chinese, so Zhang Xingming quietly read a novel under the desk.

This was the most common thing he did in the last three years of junior high school, when he often forgot the time in the rented bookstore, and then remembered that it was dark the day before yesterday, and he went home and was beaten.

His memory is quite good, the main reason is that he can concentrate easily, and when he is doing one thing, such as reading a book, he forgets everything, including the people around him who are talking.

"Zhang Xingming. Zhang Xingming. The same table stabbed him with his hand, but there was no response, and then he pinched it, Zhang Xingming jumped up with an "ah-oh" sound, pinched hard, and the same table lay on the table with a red face.

On the podium, Mr. Wang glared at him, and his classmates all covered their mouths and looked at him with a smile.

At the door, Mr. Fu stood there and looked at him with a smile.

Teacher Wang said, "Teacher Fu is looking for you, go out." ”

Zhang Xingming looked at Teacher Fu, stuffed the book in his hand into the desk, and walked out of the classroom.

"Teacher Fu, looking for me?"

Teacher Fu habitually touched his head and said, "Come to my office." ”

Zhang Xingming followed Teacher Fu downstairs and asked, "What's the matter?"

Teacher Fu said: "The two blackboards at the door of the building are reported, right? It turned out that the junior high school students were doing it, and now there is something going on, no one cares about it, and it hasn't been changed for a month, so you can help the teacher get it, change it once a week, and go to the afternoon self-study to get it, and I'm not tired, okay?"

Zhang Xingming touched his nose and said, "Okay, Mr. Fu has a task, and I promise to complete it." ”

Teacher Fu turned his head to look at him, giggled, and said, "You can really talk, you don't like it, right?"

Zhang Xingming said: "How can it, it's not a difficult thing." ”

Teacher Fu said: "Then the teacher will take it seriously." ”

As he spoke, he arrived at the office of the Youth League Committee, and the rich teacher was alone in this room, with two desks, one of which was full of stacks of documents that I didn't know.

Teacher Fu went to the table and flipped through it, took out a sheet and handed it to Zhang Xingming, and said: "This is the content of this issue, you look at it, it's best to match it with some simple patterns and lace or something, make it look better." ”

Zhang Xingming took it and looked at it, it was just a few small stories, and a propaganda article of the Youth League Committee, nodded and said, "Okay, what are you doing?"

Teacher Fu pointed to the side and said, "Colored pen, I'll go, anyway, you don't have anything serious, I can't hear you shouting when I read a novel, how good can I do." ”

Zhang Xingming laughed a few times and said: "The first time, I have no experience, I will go in as soon as I see it, pay attention in the future, or Mr. Wang will have to cut me again." ”

Teacher Fu walked to the back of the desk and sat down, smiled and said, "Then go get it, get it right, or I'll cut you too." ”

Zhang Xingming took the colored chalk and went downstairs to get the blackboard newspaper.

During this period, the materials were relatively simple, and each class had its own blackboard newspaper, all of which were written directly in colored chalk, and the same was true for the school.

After taking a stool from the communication room, Zhang Xingming wrote a board report at the door of the teaching building, divided it into blocks according to the content, added some lace of different colors, and made a small picture of a stick figure.

I put the remaining colored chalk and stools in the communication room, washed my hands and ran back to the classroom, looked at the duty table posted at the door of the classroom, and took my schoolbag from school.

Guo Bao's classmates were used to it, and accompanied him out of the school from the main gate to the gate of the police station to take a car.

People's self-confidence has a lot to do with material and money.

During this time, there were cars coming and going every day, and Guo Bao's classmates even had a lot of academic performance, and they usually spoke louder.

That's how confidence comes in.