Seeing the tension between the two sides, Wang Zheng hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop the people on his side, and really fought, although he said that his side had the advantage in numbers, but the age gap between the two sides was too big, and although his side was brave, he only suffered a loss. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You kid, you have the potential to be a gangster."

Wang Zheng nodded at the "eyebrow scar" and said with a sneer.

"It's useless for you to say less, today we are going to eat this fritters!" It can be seen that the guys on the opposite side are ready to snatch the fritters in Wang Zheng's hands.

People die for money, birds die for food, and this principle is true at all times.

"If you want to eat fritters, you can buy them if you want to eat them."

"Eyebrow Scar" gritted his teeth and said: "Lao Tzu has no money!" ”

When Wang Zheng heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "Earlier, you have no money?" I have money! ”

As he spoke, Wang Zheng took out a dollar from his pocket and shook it in front of the "eyebrow scar".

"What do you mean?" "Eyebrow Scar" looked at Wang Zheng, but was stunned.

Although they dared to rob the fritters in Wang Zheng's hand, they didn't dare to rob the money. These are two completely different things, robbing other people's money, if you sue the teacher and let the parents know, no one will end well. Even if it's serious, it's possible to be taken away by the police uncle.

"Don't you want to eat fritters?" Wang Zheng asked the other party rhetorically.

"Eyebrow Scar" glanced back at his little friend, but found that everyone didn't dare to step forward to take the dollar, as if the dollar was not a dollar at all, but a trap.

"Damn, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, and now I'm going to eat this dollar of fritters!"

Finally, "Eyebrow Scar" mustered up the courage to walk in the direction of Wang Zheng.

Seeing that the other party was about to come over, the friends behind Wang Zheng became nervous one by one. However, Wang Zheng remained calm as if nothing had happened.

"If you want to eat fritters, buy them yourself!"

Seeing the "eyebrow scar" coming over, Wang Zheng deliberately crumpled the money into a ball and threw it in front of the boy behind the "eyebrow scar".

Immediately behind the brow scar was the tallest of them all, and his face was a little vicious.

As soon as the guy saw that the money was thrown in front of him, he bent down and picked it up without saying a word.

"Eyebrow Scar" looked back and saw that the money was picked up by his accomplices, so he hurriedly turned around and said, "Sun Gang, give me the money." ”

"Why should I give you the money?"

"Give me the money, it's mine!" "Scar on the brow," he said nonchalantly.

The child named Sun Gang looked at Wang Zheng: "Hey, who are you giving this money to?" ”

Wang Zheng looked innocent, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all: "Whoever of you can fight is whoever he is." ”

When Sun Gang heard this, he suddenly became brave, and stared at the "eyebrow scar": "Zhang Hu, let me tell you, now this money is in my hand, it is mine!" ”

It turned out that the "eyebrow scar" was called Zhang Hu, and after listening to Sun Gang's words, he was so angry that he stepped forward and gave the other party a punch: "Bastard, dare to rob Lao Tzu's money!" ”

Then, the two of them scuffled together.

Wang Zheng turned around and shrugged his shoulders at his little friend, and said with a smile: "For a dollar, hey, let's go and go to the supply and marketing cooperative." ”

With only one dollar, Wang Zheng dismantled the small gang that seemed to be powerful just now.

Dazhai Township Supply and Marketing Cooperative, next to Dazhai Township Central Primary School, Wang Zheng and they turned around and entered the two-story building.

In the whole Dazhai Township, in 1991, there was only one building in Dazhai Township Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and even the township government was a bungalow, and it can be seen from here that the status of the supply and marketing cooperatives at that time.

In the era of bills, the pure seller's market, the party that has mastered the materials has the absolute right to speak. Money couldn't buy things, which was a real phenomenon at the time.

Although it was said that the state completely stopped the era of bills in 1992, in 1991 there were already signs of loosening in many places in this regard.

Wang Zheng still has more than 40 yuan in his arms now, which is a huge amount of money.

For a dollar, the little friends who were okay just now can scuffle, and it is not impossible to make a fuss for more than 40 yuan.

After walking around, Wang Zheng bought two catties of peach cakes for each person, which further improved his status among his friends. Prestige is something that is slowly accumulated on a daily basis. Wang Zheng will rely on these friends who can't get out of the mountains to do a career in Taohualing Village in the future, so he must slowly establish his prestige from now on.

In the afternoon, when the second-grade students were about to finish the last math exam, Teacher Su Qing appeared in everyone's sight again. It can be seen that Teacher Su Qing is very happy, but Wang Zheng is worried that she is walking towards the abyss step by step.

Girls in love usually have negative IQs.

Seeing that Teacher Su Qing was back, Wang Zheng hurriedly handed her a pack of wrapped two-pound peach cakes.

Looking at the peach crisp handed over by his student, Su Qing was a little surprised.

"Wang Zheng, where did this come from?"

"Teacher, you've been teaching me hard for half a year, and I don't have anything to say, so I weighed two catties of peach crisp for you."

At this time, Su Qing noticed that all the friends had a bag of peach crisp in their hands.

"Teacher, Wang Zheng's family has money." Ma Nianzhuang swallowed his saliva, who doesn't envy the rich?

And this Wang Zheng has always been like this, everyone present has a share, and he never knows what low-key is.

Wang Zheng's performance was obviously beyond Su Qing's preparation, she took the gift in Wang Zheng's hand with a smile, touched his head and asked, "How did you do this exam?" ”

"It's good, I estimate it's double hundred, if there is really sloppiness, at most one point will be deducted."

This is not an exaggeration, in his previous life, he used to be a genuine 211 undergraduate student, and if he couldn't get a double hundred in the face of a first-year question, he really planned to find a piece of tofu to die.

However, Su Qing obviously didn't believe Wang Zheng's words, and still touched his head with a smile and said, "Wang Zheng, self-confidence is a good thing, but don't be overconfident." In the first grade of our Dazhai Township in previous years, the average score of the two subjects was about 90 points, but there has never been a 100 point in both subjects. ”

Wang Zheng also smiled, it used to be before, isn't it me back now.

After the second-grade students finished the exam, Su Qing took everyone and returned along the snowy road in the direction of Taohualing Village.

By the time I got home, it was completely dark.

Leaving Taohualing Village this time, Wang Zheng's only feeling was tired. It's strange that a small child runs more than 30 miles a day and is not tired.

At dinner in the evening, Wang Xiangzhong called, and he told Wang Zheng and Wu Xiuhong that they had settled down there, and they were coming back after seeing that there was nothing else to do in a few days.