The middle-aged woman next to Pan Ye frowned, "Xiaoye, who is this?"

"Oh, Mom, this is Chen Qi, my classmate from the health school, and the monitor of our class. Chen Qi, this is my mother."

"Monitor?"

Pan Ye's mother's name is Yuan Xiangliu, and she is a middle school teacher by profession, so she naturally has a stern character about her.

"Monitor, why did you come to the market to sell eels? This is speculation. If the school finds out, you will be punished. Xiao Chen, you are also a technical secondary school student after all. You will graduate and work in one year. Don't do it.

You made a mistake."

Pan's mother's words can be understood as a desire to be a teacher, but on the other hand, the old aunt has long seen that Chen Qi's conditions must be very poor, which is why she sacrificed her worth and became a small business hawker.

It's a bit of a slight, otherwise there's no point in giving a lesson?

Pan Ye also nodded in agreement:

"Chen Qi, many students in our class have gone to the hospital for internship during the summer vacation. I think you should focus more on your studies instead of coming here to sell eels."

"Auntie, classmate Pan, as the saying goes, food comes first, and having enough food is the most important thing. Come, come, come, I'll get you some eels to take back."

Chen Qi obviously didn't want to argue with the mother and daughter in front of him. What they just said had revealed that their views were not very compatible.

We don’t have anything to eat. If we don’t do some business to make money to support our family, are we waiting to starve to death?

Qinggao, does Qinggao have any use?

Besides, doesn’t he want to go to the hospital for internship? Does he have the opportunity and connections?

Those in power often talk from their own perspective, but rarely realize the hardship and helplessness of the people at the bottom.

And from the memory of the original owner, we know that Pan Ye's father is a cadre of the regional health bureau. The family is from the city and has excellent conditions. There is a huge gap between him and a mountain guy.

Chen Qi simply changed the subject, not wanting to get too entangled in the matter of selling eels.

At the same time, he secretly complained: I don’t know what the original owner thought about having an affair with Pan Ye. It turns out that the IQs of boys with adolescent hormones are all negative.

Just as Chen Qi and Pan Ye were chatting, by coincidence, they were seen by Jiang Aiguo, a classmate from the health school who was riding a bicycle passing by.

Jiang Aiguo was also from the city. He wore glasses and was polite. His parents were both cadres in the health system. Naturally, he had a strong sense of superiority. However, his grades were always low, which made him unhappy with Chen Qi, the academic leader.

Not only did his grades suffer, but so did his luck.

Chen Qi, a country boy, usually flirts with Pan Ye, the best-looking guy in the class. As a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, isn’t that just a little bit of jealousy in his head?

Although the two have not become enemies, it is true that they dislike each other.

So when Jiang Aiguo saw Chen Qi, who was wearing ragged clothes and a straw hat, selling eels in a dirty market, engaging in such a despicable business, he was surprised from the beginning to contempt at the end.

His eyes rolled, and he thought he should tell other students in the city about this big news.

A dignified technical secondary school student and class monitor actually sank to such a low level, and it made everyone happy when he told me about it.

So I stepped on the bicycle excitedly and quickly left Dalong Market.

Here, at Chen Qi's insistence, Pan Ye also accepted the cut eel, and several bowls of snails were also poured into the basket he was carrying.

Mother Pan was a little embarrassed and insisted on paying, but Chen Qi was not willing to accept it.

When leaving the market, Pan Ye gritted his teeth and didn't say the last word. He just turned around and followed Pan's mother away step by step, his eyes full of disappointment.

At the same time, I have a feeling that Chen Qi is completely different now from before. He has become cheerful and cheeky.

As soon as Pan Ye and his daughter walked away, Chen Qi felt that his whole body relaxed.

"Oh my god, I'm so exhausted."

The old man selling vegetables next to him was already shocked: "Young man, are you a technical secondary school student in a health school? Oh, why are intellectuals selling vegetables?"

Chen Qi rolled his eyes:

"Intellectuals also need to be able to eat well. Even if they are Xi Tzu beauties, their poop smells stinky. It's the same."

The old vegetable farmer laughed a few times:

"How can it be the same? Intellectuals have a salary, food stamps and oil stamps, which is enviable."

Chen Qi didn't have time to chat anymore. At this time, more customers came to buy eels and frogs. He should concentrate on his own business and make his own money.

He is almost full, so why does he care about face?

By the time he closed the stall at noon, Chen Qi had already earned 150 yuan, which made him smile from ear to ear again. Whether it was Pan Ye or Pan Cao was all forgotten by him.

In the afternoon, Chen Qi went to buy a new scale. It's embarrassing to always use other people's scales.

In this way, in the next few days, Chen Qi's footprints have spread all over the city's food markets. Every time, he uses the old method of only taking out a small amount of goods. If not enough, he will find a corner to replenish the goods.

Very lucky, the purchase went smoothly.

There was also a time when he almost got caught. At the Wuyun Market, Red Sleeves searched his whole body and finally found out only a few cents. There was no evidence that he was speculating, so they had to let him go.

A week later, Chen Qi almost sold out all the local products, leaving only a small number of peaches that have not yet been sold.

He has counted it over and over again, and now he has earned a total of 1,475 yuan.

More than 1,400 yuan is nothing to the people of later generations. It may only be the cost of a pair of shoes. But in 1981, this was the total income of a worker for almost three or four years.

It’s definitely a huge sum of money.

Chen Qi felt that he was about to reach the peak of his life, and he felt so beautiful that when he went to Cangqiao Zhi Street to eat noodles, he would always eat two bowls in one go.

It was the last day. Chen Qi was selling peaches at Luomen Market. There were no customers for a while. He took the time to take out a book "Surgery" and read it.

Surgery is a textbook that he needs to focus on in his third year of technical secondary school, and Chen Qi plans to preview it in advance.

He understands that in this era, if you want to be assigned a good job or a good unit, you must show the best results so that you can have an advantage when assigning.

"Surgery" is a piece of cake for someone like him who has been engaged in surgery for many years and is still a Ph.D. student. However, with the gap of several decades in medicine, many knowledge points are different, so he has to be aware of it.

While he was looking down at the book, a pair of sandals appeared in front of him.

As an excellent speculator, of course you have to entertain customers lively when they come to your door, and you must not ignore them like a salesperson from a supply and marketing cooperative.

Chen Qi immediately closed the book and asked with a smile:

"Can I buy peaches? These are authentic Mohu peaches. I have the last few peaches. If you want them, you can... Teacher Li?!"

When he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, a pair of gray suit shorts, and a pair of large black-rimmed glasses. He looked like a standard intellectual and was about fifty years old.<

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Chapter completed!