He took 200 yuan from Li Liang's mother, Wang Xiujuan, and spent 160 yuan to get 1,000 sets of study materials from the printing house; he spent 10 yuan to buy two bottles of good wine and gave them to the deputy director of the county printing factory in charge of the printing work in the workshop, and immediately obtained the latter's approval. The other party promised to continue to undertake Wang Fagen's private printing business in the future.

Then, Wang Fagen took his wife Liu Juying to set up a small stall at the gate of No. 2 Middle School, and found some red cloth to write the slogan 'No. 1 Middle School Tyrant Memory Learning Method, Help You Improve Your Academic Performance in a Short Time', and erected it in front of the stall with a stick. He moved 300 materials over, and the rest were placed in Li Liang's house.

The word Xueba was heard by him from Li Liang's mouth, and he thought it was very good, so he used it.

When the bell rang for school in the afternoon, Wang Fagen and his wife hurriedly cheered up and straightened the pole in front of the stall. Wang Fagen shouted in a loud voice: "Students, here is a memory learning method from a middle school bully, which can help you improve your academic performance in a short time. Don't miss it, there are still 300 units left, and they will be gone when they are sold out. ”

The students who walked out of the school gate one after another heard his shout and quickly surrounded him with the red slogan in front of the booth. A student took out a copy from the front of the booth and opened it and said, "It's really a memory learning method in No. 1 Middle School, which is much better than our manuscript, and there are charts!"

"Boss, how much does it cost?"

"3 cents and 2 books, you only need the money for one meal, and you can have the latest learning method!"

"3 cents 2, so expensive!" someone exclaimed.

Indeed, as a Xinhua dictionary only needs 5 cents and 6 in the era, a thin learning method is sold for 3 cents and 2, which is indeed an expense that needs to be hesitated for students who are shy in their pockets.

For many students living on campus, the food cost is only 1 or 2 yuan a week. They usually bring rice, pickles, and pickles from home, exchange the rice for meal tickets in the school cafeteria, and eat three meals a day with pickles after eating in the canteen every day.

Just when Wang Fagen wanted to say that it was not expensive, a tall, beautiful, ponytailed female student in front of the stall took out 5 cents and handed it to Wang Fagen and said, "Boss, get me a copy." 3 Mao 2 is definitely a great value for money, I have a few former primary school classmates in the first middle school, they have studied this learning method for two months, and their grades in each subject have improved by several points. It's not expensive at all!"

Wang Fagen was happy, seized the opportunity, and hurriedly said: "This classmate, you are the first to buy it, and I will give you a copy with the author's autograph! I still want to buy a signed copy to seize the opportunity, there are only a few dozen signed copies left." Before Wang Fagen set off, he asked Li Liang to sign dozens of copies.

Seeing that someone took the lead in buying, and the one who bought it was a signed book, the other students were not calm, those students from wealthier families, those who had money in their pockets took out money one after another, and for a while, the whole stall was surrounded.

There are also some who don't have enough money in their pockets, some borrow from their classmates, and some who are close to home hurried back to their families to ask for money. There are also some enthusiastic students who take the initiative to inform some students who live in the school.

It only took more than half an hour for the 300 materials brought by Wang Fagen to be sold out, and some students who did not buy them were reluctant to leave, and finally Wang Fagen promised to continue to come here to set up a stall after school tomorrow afternoon, and these students dispersed. Liu Juying put the change she received into her bag and was about to leave with her husband Wang Fagen, when she saw the beautiful female student who took the lead in buying it standing not far from the stall and looking at the couple with a smile.

"Girl, thank you so much just now!" Liu Juying said.

"Nothing, sister, are you a relative of Li Liang?" asked the lady.

"Yes, I'm his little aunt!" Liu Juying replied, "Do you know Liangzi?"

"Oh, I see, my name is Zeng Xi, and there is a classmate who is good friends with Li Liang in No. 1 Middle School. It turned out that this girl was Wang Chao's ambiguous girlfriend Zeng Xi, she went to school in No. 2 Middle School, and a few days ago she entrusted Wang Chao to ask Li Liang for dozens of manuscript signatures.

"Do you still have a book signed by Li Liang in your hand?" Zeng Xi asked, "A few students in our class didn't buy it just now!"

"Yes, so be it, I'll send it to you tomorrow after school. Wang Fagen took the initiative to say.

"Okay, then thank you so much, I'm in Class 2 of the third year of junior high school, if I don't get out of school, you can also put it in the school's communication room, and tomorrow morning I will prepare the money to Uncle Sun in the communication room." Zeng Xi said.

At this time, the brother-in-law's family went home from work, brother-in-law Li Shuangzhu was chopping wood in the yard, sister Wang Xiujuan was cooking with Li Meng, and Li Liang was reviewing homework in his small room.

"Brother-in-law, Liangzi!" Wang Fagen entered the Li family's courtyard, he carried the bag in his hand, and couldn't wait to say happily, "Today's business is really good, the 300 materials I brought over were sold out in just over half an hour, and there are still many students who haven't bought them." ”

Li Liang heard his brother-in-law's shout, put down the book, and walked out of his hut. My uncle and aunt poured all the change in their bags on the table in the living room, and most of them were in gross bills, cents, and hard cents, and there were relatively few banknotes with more than one piece. Wang Fagen has never made so much money at one time except for receiving the start-up capital of 200 yuan from his sister yesterday, Liu Juying, like her husband, counted the money on the table with trembling hands.

"It's a total of 96 yuan, no more, no less!" Wang Fagen counted twice in succession until he confirmed that it was correct.

He received a total of 1,000 copies of materials from the printing house today, the cost was 0.16 yuan a piece, and the selling unit price was 0.32 yuan, and the first batch of 300 books earned 48 yuan at once.

He handed the remaining 30 yuan after receiving the book in the morning, plus the 96 yuan he earned in the afternoon, to his sister Wang Xiujuan.

"Sister, here you go!"

Wang Xiujuan took the money, counted out 24 yuan from her hand and handed it back to her younger brother Wang Fagen, and said: "Fagen, I have discussed it with your brother-in-law and Liangzi, and you will share the money you earn in the future with our family." You contribute, and Ryoko is responsible for using her brain to provide information. The 300 books sold today earned 48 yuan after deducting the cost, and you two got half of it, don't be too little!"

Wang Fagen and his wife Liu Juying were stunned, although they had not agreed on how to distribute dividends before, but they knew that their sister's family would not treat them badly, but no matter how they thought about it, neither of them thought that their sister's family would share the account with them, after all, all the cost input was from my sister's family, and they just made a contribution.

"Sister, brother-in-law, how can this work, this is too much, you can just give me 1 or 2 yuan, Fagen and I can't earn 2 yuan a day working in the village!" Liu Juying refused.

She and her husband used to work in the village, and a day's work was worth less than a dollar. Some time ago, after the fields were divided into households, they planted their own land, but since it was not yet the season for the late rice harvest, it was not clear what the harvest would be. But no matter what, it is unlikely that she can earn 2 yuan a day, even if her sister only gives one or two yuan, her heart is full of gratitude.