Chapter 50:

Zhang Jin took a brand-new day card and went to the guard at the school gate to check it. It's just that he didn't take two steps before he was stopped by the doorman uncle behind him.

"Hey, hey, wait!" The uncle outside the door raised his hand, "The baby who just went out, you are Zhang Jin from the second class, right?"

Zhang Jin turned around and nodded in a daze. The heart said that it couldn't be a problem with his day card, right?

The doorman uncle smiled when he saw him nervously: "I said why is your name so familiar, come and see if this is your letter, I have been here for two days, and I haven't met your head teacher." ”

Hearing that he had his own letter, Zhang Jin's original heart finally let go, and he said that the old class would not be so unreliable, and he would get him a day card.

A few steps forward to take a look, only to see that the address on it said so-and-so magazine, and his heart jumped suddenly, this is the name of the magazine he sent out for the second article.

Could it be that his second manuscript was also chosen?

Suppressing the agitation in his heart, Zhang Jinmu thanked sincerely with a face: "It's mine, thank you Uncle Liu." ”

"Hehe, it's good that it's yours, I know you, next time I have a letter, I'll look for you directly. ”

Uncle Liu looked at Zhang Jin who took the letter, his face was full of happiness, although he didn't know what was in the letter, but judging from the few words he knew from the old man, this letter was sent from a big city magazine. It's like some teachers in their school who like to submit papers, and the children's manuscript fees are included.

As the teachers who paid for the manuscript said, the people in the magazine are generally very busy, and the letters that can come from there are basically manuscript fees, because they don't have time to return the manuscript.

And being able to make money with articles is very powerful in Uncle Liu's eyes. Naturally, Zhang Jin was able to write an article that could get a manuscript fee in his second year of high school, which was even more amazing.

Uncle Liu watched Zhang Jin walk away with a look of reverence and envy, and only then turned around and returned to his doorman studio until he couldn't see anyone.

Zhang Jin walked out of the school gate with the letter for a long time before he suddenly stood still. With an excited heart, he carefully tore open the envelope with trembling hands.

Although this is not the first time he has taken the manuscript fee, it is different from the last time when he was led by the head teacher to get the manuscript fee, and he knew in advance that the envelope was a manuscript fee list, and the whole person was in a state of stupidity.

This time, I always feel more excited to solve the mystery by myself.

When he saw the note in the envelope with the manuscript fee withdrawal slip, Zhang Jin's stirred heart finally fell back into place, and his often expressionless face at that time also opened a smile that belonged to a young man.

Forty dollars!

It's twice as much as last time! It's almost the same as a month's living expenses for him!

I think that when he was in junior high school, because the school required him to bring food, forty yuan was almost a month's living expenses for him, his brother, and his younger brother.

Maybe the manuscript fee of 40 yuan is nothing in later generations, but in 97, a worker's monthly salary was only a few hundred yuan, which is still high. Sometimes there are some types of work, only two or three hundred, or one hundred and two hundred a month.

So these forty yuan is really a lot for Zhang Jin at this moment!

It happened that there was a post office near the school, and when he looked at his watch and knew that the post office had not yet gotten off work, Zhang Jin hurriedly ran over.

Maybe it's because when it's about to get off work, there is little business in the post office, and when Zhang Jin arrived, there were no outsiders in the post office hall except for the staff.

After the staff in the lobby asked him about the business he wanted to handle, he finally got his manuscript fee with a day card with a photo.

In fact, for such a major event as the manuscript fee, a personal identity certificate, or a household registration book, or a student ID card is required in a certain procedure, but not to mention the sixth middle school, that is, the high school in the entire Beijin City does not have a personal student ID, so naturally this cannot be implemented at all.

Fortunately, this post office and No. 6 Middle School are also old business relations, and many teachers in No. 6 Middle School like to publish articles when they have nothing to do, and some of them get manuscript fees. After coming and going, the post office staff who are neighbors of No. 6 Middle School are not so strict in terms of documents when they meet students or teachers in No. 6 Middle School.

What's more, the student's day card also needs to be stamped and approved by the school leader. There is also a photo on it, which is also equivalent to the identification of a certain number of dùs.

Zhang Jin Shun Shun got the manuscript fee of forty yuan, and the feeling of touching the real money made his heart uneasy to calm down.

How do you say that when people are overjoyed, they are prone to happiness and sadness.

Therefore, in less than 20 minutes later, Zhang Jin spent all his manuscript fees on a stall, and by the way, he also posted 35 yuan upside down!

Although the origin of a qiē comes from filial piety, it is still given to the four elders in the family at one time, each of whom wears a wool coat that feels very thick. But the huge sum of nearly 175 yuan, I feel that it has disappeared before it is hot, and Zhang Jin, who has reflected it, is sure that there is some loneliness in his heart.

However, thinking that his parents and grandfather had not had new clothes for two years, Zhang Jin felt that the money was not spent unjustly.

That is, the living expenses in his hand have suddenly shrunk to only thirty-five yuan, which is a bit difficult for him to accept.

"Oops, bought a lad you definitely don't regret. It is the newly built wholesale market in Nanshan Town, which is said to be famous for its cheapness in the entire Beijin City, but it is not as cheap as mine. I shipped it directly from Guangdong, and I didn't even add the travel expenses. Not to mention anything else, you just look at this material, the specialty store in the market, it is definitely a fifty or hundreds without a counteroffer.

How can you look at a dozen yuan a piece and how not to suffer a loss! Look at this material, even when it snows, you can wear it. The hawker saw that Zhang Jin hesitated, and refused to leave after buying things, for fear that he would return the goods, so he hurriedly had no spare strength to bewitch.

Zhang Jin touched the pair of materials in the bag in his hand, and felt that the material of the clothes was indeed thick, better than the coat that his sister gave to his mother when he got married. And in their town, when they used to go shopping, they didn't see such a beautiful and thick wool coat, eighteen yuan for men, and a little more expensive for women, but this color and style, Zhang Jin felt that her mother definitely looked good when she wore it.

Forget it, since you bought it, you bought it, as for the money, .......

Zhang Jin glanced at the waist bag containing money on the boss's waist with resentment, and turned around and walked towards the uninhabited alley on the side.

It's still so early today, maybe he can take out some of the mushrooms he picked in the space and sell them. After all, he will eat the food of the space in the future, and those picked in the mountains may not be able to eat it for a while, so it is better to take it out and buy it than to keep it all the time.

Maybe by selling some mushrooms, he can earn back the money he just spent.

But no matter what, Zhang Jin has always been very willing to his family! Just now, if it weren't for the fact that he was really shy in his pocket, he would have wanted to give one to the eldest brother, the younger brother and the younger sister.

After turning around a few alleys and making sure that no one was paying attention, Zhang Jin threw the clothes he had just bought into the space and replaced them with fresh mushrooms in a snakeskin bag.

This bag of mushrooms has not lost its moisture due to its freshness, and it looks like more than 30 catties. It's a lot, after all, mushrooms take up a lot of space.

Carrying mushrooms out of the alley, it is basically near the vegetable market, and it takes less than five minutes to walk.

This vegetable market, called Jinhua Market, is the largest vegetable market near No. 6 Middle School and the largest vegetable market in this large area. It is said that many restaurants and restaurants in Dongyang County buy their dishes here.

In many cases, if the morning comes early, there is also a wholesale service here. The price can be at least half cheaper than the normal market price.

Zhang Jin didn't know the price of fresh mushrooms in this season, but he had inquired before, and he felt that even if there was a difference, with his investigation of this market for more than a year, it would be about three yuan per catty.

And his mushrooms are carefully selected, or pure wild mushrooms, which taste much better than those that some people now breed themselves.

The price of three yuan, with Zhang Jin's idea of turtle hair, can definitely be sold.

However, before he started selling, he walked around the market, looking for a few restaurants that sold mushrooms, and the price of mushrooms, before turning around and leaving the market.

Private vegetable sellers, as long as they don't want to do it for a long time, no one will be in the vegetable market, you must know that there is a stall fee of five cents a day.

This business hasn't started yet, and Zhang Jin is naturally reluctant to pay five cents for the stall fee, so he simply turned back to the door of the vegetable market and set up a stall with those who set up stalls.

Zhang Jin is a person with a strange personality, sometimes he has a very strong self-esteem, and he will hate that person because of a word from others, and sometimes he doesn't seem to have the arrogant self-esteem of a young man.

It's like this kind of appearance now, which would have been a very humiliating thing for a teenager of his age, but he looked as if he couldn't see it, and he was arrogant and watched. When a guest asked about the price, he also replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

But if a guest asks him or something, he just shuts up and eats with someone.

"The price is too expensive!" After seven or eight guests who only asked and didn't buy left one after another, Zhang Jin was a little anxious.

It's just that he wants to reduce the price, and he can't bear it. He saw it in the market just now, and those artificially bred ones are not fresh, and even some of them have black spots on them for two yuan and five pounds. No matter how he looks at buying three yuan, it's less!

"Young man, don't rush to lower the price, the workers have just finished work at this time. It's not the peak season yet, the price of wild mushrooms like you is at least five yuan, and in the morning market, one of them said it was wild, and it didn't look as good as yours, so they shouted six yuan a catty. In the end, many people complained that they didn't buy it. A kind-hearted old lady who was selling vegetables next to Zhang Jin saw that Zhang Jin couldn't sit still, so she hurriedly spoke up.

Zhang Jin was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly thought of a story book about economics that he had seen at Dongfang Yao's side before. Maybe he could try.

"Thank you, grandma!" Zhang Jin said to the old lady, "I know how to do it." ”

The old lady smiled and didn't speak.

It's just that when someone asked Zhang Jin about the price of mushrooms after a while, the other party opened his mouth for eight yuan per catty, which made her old man dumbfounded.

What is this kid doing? Obviously, she just had good intentions, and she was afraid that this kid would suffer. How so?

But on the contrary, the first person to ask the price of the eight yuan a pound of mushrooms bought two catties. Immediately after that, several orders were sold, and when there was a lot of traffic, it was sold out in a short time!

In fact, Zhang Jin himself didn't expect that his price would increase, but business was better, and those who wanted to bargain just erased a fraction of it for them, as if they had taken advantage of it.

"Grandma, thank you, it's your weighed rent. When Zhang Jin left with the snakeskin bag, he directly gave the old lady two yuan.

If he is definitely not so generous, at most he will be done with a thank you. But selling mushrooms today really surprised him. Although it was only a mental calculation, the thirty-seven or eight-kilogram mushrooms, even if they were touched by some people, a fraction of one or two pieces, were more than two hundred yuan in the end.

This amount of money is really a huge amount of money for him now!