Chen Qiang carried the newspaper on his back and walked out of Chen Ruji's warehouse.

Today, the focus of several major newspapers is still on the Middle East Road incident, and after Zhang Shaoshuai in the northeast took over the China Eastern Railway by force, the situation has become more and more intense, and the Soviet Union has not yet made any substantive moves, mainly because the Comintern is holding a congress in Moscow.

For the Soviet Union, this was a congress of unity, a congress of victory, so for the time being there was no time to use force against the Eastern Railway. Now that the meeting is over, the USSR will inevitably spare energy to deal with this incident.

Chen Qiang doesn't study history, he doesn't know much about this history, and he can't even tell the general story, but he is in this era now, and he also has a newspaper in his hand, so Chen Qiang can learn from the newspaper what happened on the side of the Eastern Railway.

"Hey!" Chen Qiang sighed a long sigh, his helplessness at the country being bullied by foreign powers, and also because he lamented that in this era, the quality of newspapers is really poor enough.

At this time, newspapers were printed on one side, and the reason why they were printed on one side was because the quality of the paper was not good, and the words would be transparent to the other side if they were printed on both sides.

Of course, there are also papers that can be printed on both sides, but that is imported paper. Imported paper can be printed on both sides, but the price is almost four times that of domestic paper, and it is cheaper to print two single-sided with two sheets of domestic paper than to print the front and back sides with imported paper.

In 1861, when the "Declaration" was not yet published, the "Shanghai Xinbao" with the greatest influence and sales in Shanghai was the "Shanghai Xinbao", and the "Shanghai Xinbao" used double-sided imported paper. After the founding of the "Declaration" in 1872, the "Shanghai Xinbao" went out of business, because the "Declaration" used single-sided paper, and the price was only a quarter of that of the "Shanghai Declaration".

The industrial level of old China was not good, and it was not even possible to make paper that could print double-sided newspapers.

Chen Qiang reads the newspaper and sells it at the same time. The advantage is that he knows how to read, knows what the newspaper is about, and is always able to sell the newspaper.

At lunchtime, Chen Qiang learned from a newsstand that the newspaper office had started printing numbers again.

It's not uncommon to have an extra number every day, and when you encounter an emergency, you may have a lot of extra numbers in a day.

When Mr. Sun Yat-sen was seriously ill, the whole country paid attention, and the newspaper would print a copy of the number every hour, and the content of the number was whether Mr. Sun Yat-sen had vomited in the previous hour, what was the pulse per minute, and what was the number of breaths per minute, which was almost the live broadcast of Mr. Sun's condition.

Getting back to the point, Chen Qiang ran to the gate of Chen Ruji as fast as he could, and like yesterday, there were already nearly thirty newsboys waiting here, and new newsboys were constantly coming.

Everyone is not stupid, grab a number, less can earn a dime, more can earn two or three cents, less profit and more money quickly, why not.

This time, Chen Qiang was also gearing up, vowing to grab the number, and he even bowed his body slightly, so that he could start faster.

Finally, the door opened, and the newsboys crowded into the gate in a hurry, which was more intense than grabbing a big color TV on Black Friday.

Chen Qiang has also come up with a sprint posture of a 100-meter sprint.

Among the newsboys, fifteen-year-old Chen Qiang is relatively old, and Chen Qiang is a child of a rich family, coupled with the genes of Shandong Han, he is naturally taller than the children of poor families, and if he squeezes around in the crowd, his body will not suffer.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qiang squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards the warehouse.

"Who's that? Run so fast! ”

"I can't catch up with him, why did I run so fast."

The newsboy behind wanted to catch up with Chen Qiang, but found that he was getting farther and farther away from Chen Qiang.

Sprinting is a skill, and there is a big difference in speed between those who can run and those who can't. Those ordinary people who have not undergone professional training go to run a 100-meter run, no matter how fast or slow, it is a blind run without technical content.

To put it another way, if the sprinting of professional athletes is completely no different from the sprinting of ordinary people, then what do you need a coach to do?

Chen Qiang had already practiced sprinting, and after 100 hours of training last night, he was able to sprint at this time, and after a few breaths, Chen Qiang was the first to rush into Chen Ruji's sorting warehouse.

"I want two!" Chen Qiang directly took out the money.

On the contrary, the guy in the warehouse was startled, he had never seen a newsboy run so fast, and everyone else was still halfway there, Chen Qiang had already come to the front.

"The newspaper is for you." The guy handed the newspaper to Chen Qiang, and at the same time asked, "You are like flying, what is your name?"

Chen Qiang comes here every day to read the newspaper, and he is also familiar with his face, but the guy doesn't know what his name is.

But Chen Qiang knew that this guy was also surnamed Chen, and he was the family of Chen Ruji's boss.

"Fifth Brother Chen, my name is Chen Qiang, we are our family." Chen Qiang immediately got close to this guy surnamed Chen.

"It turned out to be my family!" The man's expression had become much kinder, at least the contempt in his eyes had diminished a lot.

……

Chen Qiang didn't go home until he finished selling out, more than an hour later than usual.

The sky was getting dark, Chen Qiang lit the broken oil lamp, the faint light illuminated the entire grass shed, Chen Qiang leaned on the grass, enjoying this moment of silence.

Chen Qiang suddenly remembered a scene in "The Shawshank Redemption", where the protagonist Andy helped the prison guard avoid taxes, and then got some beer, Andy didn't enjoy it, he just sat in the sunset, quietly watching his cellmate drink beer, enjoying this false freedom.

Chen Qiang feels that his current self is probably in this kind of mentality, in this strange era, a strange place, and a strange environment, quietly enjoying this false tranquility!

In this troubled world, how can there be real peace!

Chen Qiang let out a long sigh, he didn't have beer here, but he did have four buns.

It is a meat bun, a green vegetable and pork filling, and the cheapest of all pork stuffed buns.

Today, Chen Qiang made two cents more, he added food to himself and bought four meat buns.

Since coming to this era, he has not tasted meat yet!

Chen Qiang took the bun and took a bite of it, and the oil and water rolled out and flowed with one hand.

Chen Qiang couldn't bear to waste it, he licked the oil and water off his hands, and then looked down at the meat filling.

Green greens are really the cheapest vegetables.

The white fat pork actually glowed with a crystal-colored light under the oil lamp.

Fat...... It smells so good!

This white flower's fat, if it is placed in the future generations, Chen Qiang will definitely not eat it, it is too greasy, the cholesterol is too high, and it is easy to get "three highs" after eating. If you buy a steamed bun and find that there is so much fat in it, Chen Qiang will definitely secretly scold the owner who sells the steamed bun for being too unconscionable.

However, in this era, there is a general shortage of oil and water in the stomachs of ordinary people, and fat meat buns are the best. The more fat in the bun, the more it shows that the boss is doing business sincerely, but there is more lean meat, which will make people feel that the boss is black-hearted.

This is a pig that does not eat feed, this is a pig that has not eaten hormones, this is a pig without clenbuterol, it is very likely that this is still a free-range pig, even if it is fat, it will be more delicious than the pig from the pig farm in the future!

Chen Qiang, who hadn't cut meat for several days, tasted the taste of oil again, and it was still full of lard, but Chen Qiang experienced a different kind of touch.

In the next second, tears uncontrollably burst out of Chen Qiang's eyes.

"Am I going to get to this point? If you eat fatty pork, you will feel moved! ”

Desolate, helpless, lonely......

At this moment, all the negative emotions were finally completely released, turning into a painful torment, entangled in Chen Qiang's heart.

He was not so strong, and when he came to a strange era, facing a strange environment, he was unaccompanied, and his heart was always tight.

And now, he has passed the confusion when he just crossed over, and he has gradually smiled at the freshness of this era, his tense heart has finally relaxed, and his emotions have finally been released.

After crying a lot, Chen Qiang became much more sober.

He wiped away his tears strongly, then picked up another meat bun and bit down hard, letting the oil and water flow out of the corners of his mouth.

"Since I have come to this era, I have to live well! I want to be strong, I want to live like a little strong! ”

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