"Li Zhongxin, what are you going to do? Our teacher told you to come to her for dinner, and then help her print the papers! "As soon as school got out of school at noon, he heard Han Yu from his mother's class beckoning him behind him.

Printing rolls? Help your mother print the scrolls?

Hearing Han Yu, a student in his mother's class, say that his mother asked him to go to the office to help print the scrolls, Li Zhongxin's head suddenly hurt.

He knew very well in his heart that helping his mother print the scroll was a thankless and hard work, and if he didn't get it right, he would be ruthlessly cleaned up by his mother, and that kind of work would simply cost him his life.

At this time in the early eighties, it was quite difficult to produce a roll, and it was necessary to cover the wax paper on the steel plate, and use the iron pen with the tip of the iron pen to engrave the words on the wax paper little by little.

This method of printing papers was most popular in the early eighties, and many times, it was used for mid-term and final exams.

There is only one mimeograph machine in Jiangcheng No. 26 Primary School, and whenever the exam is approaching, or the school leaders have something to think, the teachers of each class begin to circle around this machine, and they have to line up in advance to use it in turn.

This time, it was the mother who deliberately came up with the question in order to test the student's degree of learning for more than a month, and no other teacher grabbed the mimeograph machine with her, but she still chose to print the volume at noon when her colleagues were all going home for dinner, just to suffer Li Zhongxin, an unlucky child.

There were more than 50 students in his mother's class, and the night before, Li Zhongxin saw his mother Wang Yaqing carving two large scrolls with an iron pen.

If there are two large rolls, at least more than 100 sheets must be printed, and if there are no errors in the ink or printing process, it will take at least an hour or so.

At noon today, Li Zhongxin originally planned to go to the supermarket to see Hong Bin, and when he talked to Hong Bin about the employment of Zhongxin's grocery chain again, he was actually arrested by his mother again.

Li Zhongxin was dissatisfied with his mother's always catching him to work.

It's the same teacher's child, and the children of other teachers' families haven't seen anyone who always helps with this and that, not to mention that he is only in the fourth grade now, and he is still a child, so he always makes him turn around like this, okay?

More importantly, the meal that his mother ate at noon, that is, the meal brought from home in the morning and simply warmed up in the boiler in the school, Li Zhongxin, who was used to eating delicious food outside all day long, really couldn't lift his spirits for the food brought by his mother.

But what! It was difficult to disobey his mother's fate, Li Zhongxin pinched his nose and followed Han Yu to the teacher's office.

Wang Yaqing saw Li Zhongxin behind Han Yu, and she immediately said happily: "Zhongxin is here, hurry up and eat over there, the meal is already hot, and after eating, print the scroll with me." ”

Li Zhongxin said with a bitter face: "Mom, can't you find another student to help you print the scroll?" Why do you always catch me to work! My classmates asked me out at noon today! ”

Li Zhongxin did not dare to say to his mother how much money he could make per minute, and now he was going out to inspect the grocery chain of Zhongxin, but expressed very tactfully that he did not want to help his mother print the scrolls.

Wang Yaqing hit Li Zhongxin's head with his fingers, and said very dissatisfied: "What are you talking about? Do you have a problem with your brain? If I print the papers in the class, can I still let other students come to my side and get them with me, isn't that off-topic? I see that your kid has been running to your third uncle lately, and his brain is starting to get stupid. ”

Seeing that Li Zhongxin was still standing there, she immediately raised her foot and gave Li Zhongxin a kick, and said: "Hurry up and be neat, if you can't finish printing the paper in the afternoon class, I will make you look good." ”

Li Zhongxin covered his head and cried with a sad face, and said very aggrievedly: "Mom, let's not start next time, okay, we haven't waited yet!" I was beaten up stupid by your old man. ”

Syllable......

A loud slap sounded on Li Zhongxin's face, only to hear Wang Yaqing roar very dissatisfied: "You little rabbit cub, who do you call the old man?" Where am I old? ”

Li Zhongxin saw that his mother's hand was about to be raised again, and he slipped through the position under his mother's arm all of a sudden, but he thought a little sullenly in his heart, when will my mother's violent habits be able to converge! Didn't I just say something about your old man?

In the future generations, you like to listen to your old man's words the most, Li Zhongxin muttered silently in his heart, and walked to his mother's desk with a look of grievance.

Seeing the vegetables in his mother's lunch box, Li Zhongxin felt very bitter. In addition to the cabbage stewed potato, there are two kinds of pickles.

In the morning, my father made fried fish, not even half a salted duck egg, what kind of sin is this!

Li Zhong knew his mother's thoughts in confidence, and he couldn't bring that kind of delicious thing when he brought food, and when he was seen by other colleagues, the reaction should be bad.

At this time, it is already a very good thing to be able to eat enough food at noon, if Wang Yaqing brings fried fish and salted duck eggs every day, it is estimated that it will not take much time, and a bad reputation will spread.

After eating a few bites of food, Li Zhongxin didn't even dare to drink saliva, so he stood next to his mother in a proper manner and began to print a roll with his mother.

Although the ink looked black and felt very dirty, it was still a relatively good smelling thing at that time.

Li Zhongxin smelled the smell of ink, his drooping head finally lifted slightly, and he began to print the roll with his mother seriously.

At this time, printing rolls also pays attention to skill.

The first time I pushed the cylinder of the mimeograph machine, the force was too strong, the wax paper seeped too much oil, the printed handwriting was black and coarse, the ink did not dry for a long time, or the strength was not enough, and the printed test paper was unclear because of too little ink.

The ink should not be too much, too much will be thick and blurred, and not too little, too little may appear in the place where the print is unclear.

In particular, when pushing the drum and turning the finished product, you need to be careful and careful, otherwise you may tear the wax paper and lead to the loss of your previous efforts.

It can be said that every time you make a test paper, it is a double challenge of physical and mental strength.

Just in Li Zhongxin's head, he thought of the labor-saving way of copying scrolls in later generations, and thought about whether he should find someone to study where the photocopier has been put into use now, so he heard a stabbing sound, and his mother's wax paper tore a small hole.

"You little rabbit, give me some care, if you break the wax paper, I'll let you engrave the question then." After Wang Yaqing patted Li Zhongxin on the head, he carefully pressed the small piece of wax paper that Li Zhongxin had brought back to its original position, and glued it with a small strip of adhesive tape on that position.

Li Zhongxin remembered in a trance that at this time, photocopiers should have been produced in China, but because of price and operation problems, they were not put into the civilian market in large quantities, and he thought depressedly in his heart, should he get involved in the photocopier industry?

After some thought, Li Zhongxin has no point in involving photocopiers at this time, first of all, he has no team to study this kind of thing, and he has no experience in this area, the first thing he needs to do now is the accumulation of wealth, and only when wealth reaches a certain point, he can carry out follow-up things.