Since 1981 Health School

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

"Oh, mom, this is Chen Qi, a classmate of my medical school, and the monitor of our class. Chen Qi, this is my mother."

"Squad leader?"

Pan Ye's mother is Yuan Xiangliu, who is a middle school teacher by profession, so she is naturally strict.

"Squad leader, why did you come to the vegetable market to sell eels? This is speculation. If the school finds out, you will be punished. Xiao Chen, you are still a technical secondary school student, and you will graduate and work in one year. Don't You made a mistake."

Pan's mother's words can be understood as being a good teacher, but from another aspect, the old aunt has long seen that Chen Qi's conditions should be very poor, so she will lose her self-worth and become a small businessman.

Somewhat contemptuous, otherwise how can there be any reason to teach a lesson?

Pan Ye also nodded in agreement:

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

"Auntie, classmate Pan, as the saying goes, people put food first, and the most important thing is to be full. Come, come, I will 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 the two said just now revealed that their three views were not very compatible.

There is no food to eat, and if you don’t start a business to make money to support your family, are you waiting to starve to death?

Qinggao, Qinggao has a use?

Besides, doesn't he want to go to the hospital for an internship? Does he have this opportunity and relationship?

Those in high positions often talk from their own point of view, but seldom realize the hardship and helplessness of the people at the bottom.

And from the memory of the original owner, Pan Ye's father was a cadre of the District Health Bureau, and his family was from the city, with good conditions, and there was a huge gap with him, a hillbilly.

Chen Qi simply changed the subject, not wanting to dwell too much on the matter of selling eels.

At the same time, he secretly vomited: I don't know what the original owner thought about being ambiguous with Pan Ye, as expected, boys with hormones in puberty have negative IQs.

While Chen Qi and Pan Ye were chatting, by coincidence, Jiang Aiguo, a classmate from the medical school passing by on a bicycle, saw him again.

Jiang Aiguo is also from the city, wearing glasses is gentle, his parents are both cadres of the health system, naturally he has a strong sense of superiority, but his grades are always sloppy, which makes Chen Qi, a school bully, always unhappy in his heart.

Not only the grades were overwhelmed, but also the luck of the peach blossoms.

Chen Qi, a countryman, usually flirts with Pan Ye, who is the prettiest in the class. A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, isn't there just a little bit of jealousy in his mind.

Although the two did not feud, it is true that they can't understand each other.

So when Jiang Aiguo saw Chen Qi in shabby clothes and a straw hat selling rice eels in a dirty vegetable market, engaged in such a lowly business, he was surprised at the beginning and despised at the end.

He rolled his eyes, thinking that he should tell other students in the city about this big news.

A dignified technical secondary school student, the monitor of the big class, actually willingly degenerates to such a point, and it makes everyone laugh when he speaks out.

So excitedly, he stepped on the bicycle vigorously and left the Dalong Market quickly.

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

Pan's mother was somewhat embarrassed and insisted on paying, but Chen Qi would not accept it.

When leaving the vegetable market, Pan Ye gritted his teeth and didn't say a last word. He just turned around and left with Pan's mother, his eyes full of disappointment.

At the same time, there is a feeling that the current Chen Qi seems to be completely different from before, he has become cheerful and thick-skinned.

As soon as Pan Ye's mother and daughter walked away, Chen Qi felt relieved.

"Oh my god, I'm exhausted."

The old man selling vegetables next to him was stunned at this moment: "Young man, you are a technical secondary school student in a health school? Ah, why do intellectuals come to sell vegetables?"

Chen Qi rolled his eyes:

"Intellectuals have to eat well, even if it's a beautiful Shih Tzu, the shit they pull out is stinky, it's the same."

The old vegetable farmer laughed a few times:

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

Chen Qi didn't have time to chat anymore, and more customers came to buy eels and frogs at this time, so he should concentrate on doing his own business and earning his own money.

He couldn't get enough to eat, so what face did he care about?

By the time the stall was closed at noon, Chen Qi had already earned 150 yuan, which made him laugh from ear to ear again. He forgot whether Pan Ye or Pan Cao belonged to him.

In the afternoon, Chen Qi went to buy a new scale, and it was embarrassing to keep rubbing against others.

In this way, in the next few days, Chen Qi's footprints have spread all over the various vegetable markets in the city. Every time, he uses the old method of only bringing out a small amount of goods in his hand.

Very lucky, the purchase of ** went smoothly.

There was another time when he was almost caught. In the Wuyun vegetable farm, the red sleeves searched his whole body, and finally found only a few dimes. There was no evidence that he was speculating, so he had to be released.

A week later, Chen Qi had almost sold out all the local products, only a few peaches remained.

He has already counted over and over again, and now he has a total income of 1475 yuan.

More than 1,400 yuan is nothing to future generations, it may be the price of a pair of shoes, but in 1981, this was the sum of the income of a worker for almost three or four years.

Definitely a huge sum of money.

Chen Qi felt that he was about to reach the pinnacle of his life, and he was so beautiful in his heart that when he went to Cangqiaozhi Street to eat noodles, he always ate two bowls in one sitting.

It was the last day, and Chen Qi was selling peaches at the Luomen vegetable market. There were no customers for a while, so he hurriedly took out a copy of "Surgery" and read it.

Surgery is the textbook he should focus on studying in the third grade of technical secondary school, and Chen Qi is going to preview it in advance.

He understands that in this era, if you want to assign a good job and a good unit, you must show the best results, so that you can gain an advantage when assigning.

"Surgery" is a piece of cake for him who has been engaged in surgery for many years and is still a doctoral student. However, there is a gap in medicine for decades, and many knowledge points are different. He has to know it well.

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

As an excellent speculator, of course he has to entertain customers when they come to his door, and he must not be like a salesman in a supply and marketing cooperative.

Chen Qi immediately closed the book, smiled and asked:

"Would you like to buy some peaches, please? This is an authentic Mohu peach. I have the last few. If you want, you can... Mr. 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-framed glasses on his face. He was dressed as a standard intellectual, and he was about fifty years old.

It was Li Baotian, the head teacher of his health school.