Chapter 15 It's a Dirty Industry
The middle-aged woman next to Pan Ye frowned, "Xiao Ye, who is this?" ”
"Oh, Mom, this is Chen Qi, a classmate from my health school, and the president of our class. Chen Qi, this is my mother. ”
"Squad leader?"
Pan Ye's mother's name is Yuan Xiangliu, and she is a middle school teacher by profession, so she naturally has a strict attitude.
"Squad leader, why did you come to the vegetable market to sell yellow eels? This is speculation, if the school finds out, it will be punished, Xiao Chen, you are also a secondary school student, and you will graduate in a year, don't make a mistake. ”
Pan's mother's words can be understood as a good teacher, but from the other side, the old aunt has long seen that Chen Qi's conditions should be very poor, so she will become a small merchant and a hawker.
It's a bit of contempt, otherwise how can there be a lesson when you come up?
Pan Ye also nodded in agreement:
"Chen Qi, many students in our class have taken advantage of the summer vacation to go to the hospital for internship, I think you should put more effort into studying, instead of coming here to sell yellow eels."
"Auntie, classmate Pan, as the saying goes, people put food first, and the most important thing is to be full, come on, I'll get you a few yellow eels to bring back."
Chen Qi obviously didn't want to argue with the mother and daughter in front of him, and what the two said just now had already revealed that their three views were not very compatible.
I don't have anything to eat, and if I don't do some business to make money to support my family, will I wait to starve to death?
Qing Gao, Qing Gao has a hairy use?
Besides, doesn't he want to go to the hospital for an internship? Does he have this opportunity and relationship?
The higher-ups often talk eloquently from their own point of view, but they rarely understand the hardships and helplessness of the people at the bottom.
And from the memory of the original owner, I know that Pan Ye's father is a cadre of the regional health bureau, and the family is from the city, and the conditions are superior, and the gap between him and the mountain guy is 108,000 miles.
Chen Qi simply opened the topic, not wanting to dwell too much on the matter of selling yellow eels.
At the same time, he secretly vomited: I don't know what the original owner thinks about being ambiguous with Pan Ye, and sure enough, the IQ of adolescent hormones boys is negative.
Just when Chen Qi and Pan Ye were idle, it happened that they were seen by Jiang Aiguo, a classmate of the Wei School who was passing by on a bicycle.
Jiang Aiguo is also from the city, wearing glasses, and his parents are cadres in the health system, so he naturally has a strong sense of superiority, but his grades are always hanging his tail, which makes him unhappy with Chen Qi, who has always been a scholar.
Not only was the results suppressed, but so was the peach blossom luck.
Chen Qi, a country guy, usually looks at Pan Yemei, the best-looking person in the class, and is eighteen or nineteen years old, isn't it that jealousy in his mind.
Although the two did not have a grudge, it is true that they don't like each other.
So when Jiang Aiguo saw Chen Qi, who was wearing tattered clothes and a straw hat, selling yellow eels in a dirty vegetable market, engaged in this kind of shitty business, he was surprised at the beginning and despised at the end.
His eyes rolled and he felt that he should tell the other city classmates about the big news.
A dignified secondary school student, the head of the class, actually fell to such a point willingly, and everyone was happy when he said it.
So excitedly, I pedaled the bicycle hard and quickly left the Dalong market.
Here, at Chen Qi's insistence, Pan Ye also accepted the cut yellow eel silk, and several bowls of snails were also poured into the basket he carried.
Pan's mother was a little embarrassed and insisted on paying, but Chen Qi was willing to accept it.
When leaving the vegetable farm, Pan Ye gritted his teeth and didn't say the last word, just turned around and left with Pan Mu step by step, his eyes full of disappointment.
At the same time, there is a feeling that Chen Qi now seems to be completely different from before, becoming cheerful and cheeky.
As soon as Pan Ye's mother and daughter walked away, Chen Qi felt that his whole body was relaxed.
"Oh my mother, I'm tired."
The uncle who was selling vegetables next to him was already stunned at this time: "Young man, are you a secondary school student at the health school?" Ah, why do intellectuals come to sell vegetables? ”
Chen Qi rolled his eyes:
"Intellectuals also have to have a good meal, even if it's a Shih Tzu beauty, the that comes out is stinky, it's all the same."
The old vegetable farmer laughed a few times:
"How can it be the same, intellectuals have salaries, food stamps and oil stamps, which is enviable."
Chen Qi didn't have time to chat more, and at this time, there were more customers who came to buy yellow eel chicken, so he still concentrated on doing his own business and making his own money.
He can't get enough to eat, what face does he care about?
By the time the stall was closed at noon, Chen Qi had already earned 150 yuan, which made him smile from ear to ear again, and what Pan Ye was still Pan Cao, he had left it all behind.
In the afternoon, Chen Qi went to buy a new scale, which is embarrassing to rub others.
In this way, in the next few days, Chen Qi's footprints have spread all over the vegetable fields in the city, and every time it is the old way, only a small amount of goods are taken out in his hands, and if it is not enough, he will find a corner to replenish the goods.
Very lucky, the purchase of ** is smoother.
There was also a time when he was almost caught, in Wuyun Caichang, the red sleeve searched his whole body, and finally only turned out a few dimes, and there was no evidence that he was speculating, so he could only be released.
A week later, Chen Qi had sold out almost all the local products, leaving only a small number of peaches unsold.
He has already counted it over and over again, and he currently earns a total of 1,475 yuan.
More than 1,400 yuan, which is nothing for future generations, may be the money of a pair of shoes, but in 1981, this is the total income of a worker for almost three or four years.
It's definitely a lot of money.
Chen Qi felt that he was about to reach the peak of his life, and his heart was so beautiful that when he went to Cangqiao Straight Street to eat noodles, it was a master who ate two bowls in one go.
On the last day, Chen Qi was selling peaches at Luomen Vegetable Market, and there were no customers for a while, so he took out a copy of "Surgery" and read it.
Surgery is the textbook he will focus on in the third year of secondary school, and Chen Qi is ready to preview it in advance.
He understands that in this era, if you want to assign a good job and a good unit, then you must come up with the best results, so that you can have an advantage in the distribution.
"Surgery" is a piece of cake for a doctor like him, who has been engaged in surgery for many years and is still a doctor, but after decades of medical gaps, many knowledge points are different, and he has to know it in his heart.
Just as he was looking down to read a book, a pair of sandals appeared in front of him.
As an excellent speculator, of course, you must entertain customers when you come to your door, and you must not ignore them like the salesmen of supply and marketing cooperatives.
Chen Qi immediately closed the book and asked with a smile:
"Do you want to buy peaches? I'm an authentic Mohu peach, the last few, if you want, you can ...... Teacher Li?! ”
When he looked up, he saw a middle-aged uncle wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a pair of gray suit shorts, and a pair of big black-rimmed glasses on his face, dressed as a standard intellectual, about fifty years old.
It was his homeroom teacher at the school, Li Baotian.