As a teacher at the second high school, Qin Zixuan's home is not far from the school, as long as she crosses Zaolin Street and crosses the slate bridge across the Baihe River, she will arrive.

At nine o'clock in the night, Zaolin Street is still brightly lit, although it is not as flowery as in the previous life, but it also has some "little Dongguan" posture. In particular, those who set up stalls at night to do business occupy both sides of the street.

In this era, there were many kinds of stalls in those night markets, ranging from sharpening scissors and kitchen knives to selling rat poison, as well as buying and selling small household appliances, batteries, key chains, and electronic watches. Of course, there are also people who buy and sell used clothes, slippers, and straw hats...... Not far away, there was even a popcorn tie, rolling on a hot stove, and then in a long bag, with a twist of the hand and a step on the foot, the ground exploded with a bang.

In addition to these stalls that have a good business, the others are those who open food stalls. A few chairs and a few tables can attract waves of idlers to sit down, and without spending a few dollars, you can eat a side dish, drink a beer, and then talk about national affairs, the economy, and the gossip around you, laugh and laugh, and stay up through the middle of the night.

Chen Tianlang pedaled the bicycle, and Qin Zixuan sat in the back. Looking at the blurry night and the lively night market, Qin Zixuan couldn't help but feel cheerful, and all the troubles in recent days gently dissipated with the night breeze.

Not far away, a vendor shouting for the purchase and sale of imported tapes, pushing a tricycle, the tricycle is placed on a variety of colorful cassette tapes, in the middle of the cassette, plugged in a dilapidated "Meiduo" brand tape recorder, the tape recorder is playing this year's "Little Tigers" hit song "Green Apple ---Paradise", "Don't linger at midnight on the weekend, come to Apple Paradise, welcome the stray children." DON'T BE IN A DAZE, SHOUT OUT LOUD TOGETHER, SAY BYE BYE ...... TO LONELY MIDNIGHT"

Maybe it's because the tape recorder is too old, maybe it's because the tape is pirated, and the whole sound is rustling, not very good, but this still attracts many fashionable men and women who like to listen to songs, surrounding the cassette sellers, and choosing their favorite songs.

Chen Tianlang clearly knows that the early 90s was the heyday of the Asian music scene, and many record companies made a lot of money just selling cassettes, except for Zhang Liu Liguo, who is known as the four kings of Hong Kong, the "Little Tigers" in Taiwan are the most popular, and the "Thunderbolt Tiger" Wu Qilong, the "Little Handsome Tiger" Chen Zhipeng, and the "Good Tiger" Su Youpeng are the idols of countless boys and girls.

However, Chen Tianlang also knows that next year, that is, in 1992, there will be another super idol on the treasure island of Taiwan, that is, Lin Zhiying, known as the "Asian little whirlwind", with her handsome appearance and youthful and invincible songs, she has become the strongest opponent of the three little tigers, and has captured the hearts of countless girls on both sides of the Taiwan Strait.

If possible, as a reborn Chen Tianlang really wanted to take a sum of money and run to the treasure island, and then smash it hard, sign this future "little king of Asia", and then record a song for him and release a tape, I believe that he will definitely make a lot of money with this......

Just when Chen Tianlang was riding on the bicycle in infinite reverie, Qin Zixuan behind him suddenly said, "Trouble, stop." ”

Chen Tianlang stopped the bicycle and turned his head to look at her, thinking that she also wanted to buy cassette tapes, after all, this is what many girls like to do.

To Chen Tianlang's surprise, Qin Zixuan didn't buy a cassette tape after getting out of the car, but went straight to a used bookstall on the side of the road, looking like she wanted to buy books.

The man was a middle-aged man in his forties, with shaggy hair, scruffy clothes and a pair of slippers, who was standing in front of a stall and haggling with a woman in a cheap dress.

Next to the woman was a seven or eight-year-old boy, who looked like a tiger, wore an outdated shabby sweatshirt with the Asian Games logo, and held a copy of "Hulu Brothers" tightly in his hand, and refused to let go.

"Hulu Brothers" is a paper-cut animation filmed and produced by SH Art Film Studio in 86, in which the seven gourd babies have their own abilities, and they are omnipotent in spitting fire and water in the sky, which is simply the idol that many children dream of.

In such a culturally barren era, it is so rare for those children who are thirsty for knowledge to have a comic book like this. But for many people, they can't afford to buy this kind of "coaxing children" books, and with that little spare money, it is better to cut some meat and eat a good meal.

Looking at the clothes that the woman was wearing, she knew that the family conditions should not be too good, and she couldn't help but pull the child away anymore when she saw that such a broken book cost five cents. But the child was holding his feet on the ground, crying and shouting for the purchase. When the people around saw it, they pointed at it. Seeing the child like this, the people around her were watching the joke again, and the woman felt ashamed, so she slapped the child in the face and slapped it hard, "Buy a fart, buy buy buy! How many words do you know, can you understand it?" "Wow", the child cried louder.

Qin Zixuan couldn't read it anymore, so she picked up the book "Hulu Brothers" on the bookstall and stuffed it to the little boy who was still crying, and said, "Don't cry, child." Sister bought it and gave it to you!"

The stall owner who sold used books thought that he was going to lose a customer, but he didn't expect that someone would buy the book directly, five cents is a lot, and his bookstall made money by selling children's books.

Seeing that Qin Zixuan really paid for the book and gave it to her child, the woman looked a little embarrassed and stammered, "Thank you, thank you." After saying the words of thanks, I didn't know if I was embarrassed, or I was afraid that Qin Zixuan would regret it, so I hurriedly pulled the child and left. The kid turned around, with tears on his face, and waved his hand at Qin Zixuan incessantly, maybe for him, in his young heart, this incident would be unforgettable for him for the rest of his life.

Chen Tianlang pushed the bicycle, thinking that Qin Zixuan would leave after doing this good thing, but she didn't expect her to squat in front of the used book stall, looking like she was really going to buy old books before leaving.

Chen Tianlang was a little impatient, touched the cigarette in his pocket, wanted to touch it out and smoke one, thinking that Qin Zixuan was his teacher after all, and it was a little inappropriate to smoke in front of him, so he held back.

One minute passed, two minutes passed...... Eight minutes passed.

Chen Tianlang was a little impatient, so he tied the car to the side, and then squatted beside Qin Zixuan and said, "Teacher Qin, you haven't picked it yet?"

Qin Zixuan looked back and saw that it was him, and actually said, "Hey, why haven't you left yet?"

Chen Tianlang almost fainted.

"Well, my mother said she wanted me to send you back, you see---"

"No need, you can just send me here, I'll buy a few books. Qin Zixuan brushed the hair scattered between her ears behind her ears with her hands, and she didn't look back, just picking up the book.

Chen Tianlang estimated the time, it was almost half past nine, and besides, there was a remote Baihe slate bridge in front of it, and the area was not very peaceful, and there were often some robberies ---and rapes, but they were not published in the newspaper. So he couldn't help but be impatient and glanced at the old books that Qin Zixuan had selected.

I saw that the pile of old books were almost all world famous series published by the People's Publishing House, including "Red and Black", "Anna Karenina", as well as "Jane Eyre", "A Tale of Two Cities", etc., it seems that she has some preference for these foreign masterpieces, and she is the kind of very fashionable literary young woman.

Chen Tianlang glanced at the old bookstall again, and found that there were some literary books of the Republic of China version on one end of the bookstall, and when he took it over, it turned out to be Zhou Zuoren's "Tanlong Collection", "Tanhu Collection", as well as "Night Reading and Copying" and "Bitter Bamboo Miscellaneous Notes".

If you remember well, around 2007, these books were classified as "New Literature of the Republic of China", which were frantically collected by countless collectors and book lovers, and in the future, they were recognized as "new rare books" by national authorities, which are extremely collectible. A good condition like Chen Tianlang's eyes can even be auctioned at auction, and if it is good, it can be auctioned for tens of thousands of yuan.

Chen Tianlang casually flipped through those books of the Republic of China, Qin Zixuan saw it, glanced at him and said: "Those traditional characters are difficult to recognize, if you want to buy books, I will introduce you to a few." Then he glanced at the title and author of the book in Chen Tianlang's hand, and asked him, "Do you know who Zhou Zuoren is?"

Chen Tianlang didn't expect her to ask herself suddenly, so he said casually: "Lu Xun's younger brother! Lu Xun's three brothers, tree people, people, people, people." ”

Qin Zixuan couldn't help but be stunned, and said with a smile: "It seems that your language foundation is very good, I didn't see the wrong person." "A smug smile on her beautiful face. "But the content of these books is very profound, can you understand it?"

Chen Tianlang hurriedly shook his head, "I'm just flipping through it casually." ”

Qin Zixuan has no doubt about it, you must know that Zhou Zuoren's literary works are only talked about in universities, and some of them may not even be able to appreciate the essence of college students, not to mention a hairy boy like Chen Tianlang.

The owner of the used bookstall was very happy, because Qin Zixuan bought him six books in one go, totaling five yuan and six cents, which was a big income for him. These old books were all collected by him from some community family homes, and they cost only two cents a catty, and the cost of selling them just now was less than one dollar, so he made a lot of money.

Qin Zixuan picked up a bag of old books, turned her head and saw that Chen Tianlang was still looking through those Republic of China books, so she said, "If you like it, buy it." ”

Chen Tianlang shook his head, he was not in the mood to collect books.

Qin Zixuan thought he couldn't afford it, so he said again, "I'll give it to you." ”

Chen Tianlang couldn't help but think of the little boy who had just been slapped to buy "Hulu Brothers", and said in his heart that this Teacher Qin obviously regarded himself as a child; if she was told that any of these books were worth more than the bag she was carrying, and that she would be robbed like an ancient book in the future, I don't know how she would feel.

Seeing that Chen Tianlang just smirked and didn't speak. Qin Zixuan thought he was embarrassed, so she turned her head and asked the second-hand book stall owner, "How much is his book?"

When the stall owner saw that it was an old book with traditional characters, he generously said: "You can give it to you if you look at it!" These books are not easy to sell, and many people do not know the characters on them. "From the stall owner's point of view, only those new books are valuable, and old books like the Republic of China are not read by anyone at all, and it is troublesome to carry them.

Qin Zixuan took out a dollar and gave it to him. The owner of the used bookstall happily put it in his pocket.

Qin Zixuan changed hands again, and the four books of the Republic of China became Chen Tianlang's.

Since Chen Tianlang pretended to be stupid, he pretended to be stupid to the end, and he didn't refuse, he took the book and looked very happy, and said with a smirk: "Thank you, Teacher Qin." ”

Qin Zixuan smiled, feeling that she had done a great thing, "You're welcome, classmate Tianlang." In her opinion, as long as Chen Tianlang is willing to read and likes to read, then there is still salvation.