my scientific age

Chapter 73 Time! (Commemoration Day)
Huangchenggen Bookstore.

It was still the same old-fashioned door, the bookstore was quiet and empty, and there was no busy scene of workers before, revealing a sense of dilapidation.

"Dong, dong, dong!" Yu Hua stepped forward and knocked gently on the door according to the rules.

The knock on the door was heard, and it spread throughout the Huangchenggen Bookstore as soon as he entered the small courtyard. Not long after, the steward Zhang Fu in a robe and jacket appeared and came to the door. After seeing Yu Hua, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

"It turned out to be classmate Zhang, I really miss you, please come in quickly." Zhang Fu had a smile on his face, and hurriedly greeted Yu Hua and saluted.

coming.

After waiting for so long, looking forward to the stars, looking forward to the moon, I finally hoped for you, Zhang San.

Zhang Fu's heart is joyful. For so many days, Zhang Fu's heart has changed from curiosity at the beginning, to doubt, to doubt, to firmness, and finally to desire.

The deteriorating predicament of Huangchenggen Bookstore made Zhang Fu almost breathless. As the bookstore manager, if the bookstore went bankrupt in his hands, how would he face the master who had always trusted him.

However, the reality is cruel. The Japanese new offset printing press is too powerful. The printing cost of the same specification is only 7% of that of Huangchenggen Bookstore. In addition, the deliberate low-price dumping makes Huangchenggen Bookstore not at all. breathing space.

The entire bookstore has not started work for seven days, and the sales of pirated books are extremely bleak.

It's ridiculous. Even if it is a bookstore with pirated books, it is still a bookstore, and its sales are only [-] cents a day.

Today, the bookstore has only five yuan of working capital left, enough to start production of [-] books. In addition, the workers have not been paid their wages for nearly three months.

Bankruptcy is imminent.

These days, Zhang San, who had given some prospects before, has almost become the last straw in Zhang Fu's heart.

This weekend, when it was time for the purchase and sale, from the morning to the afternoon, Zhang Fu yearned for the appearance of the young figure.

Now, he is finally here.

"Manager Zhang, don't be so polite."

Feeling that Zhang Fu's attitude was far more polite than last time, Yu Hua was a little surprised, but he didn't point it out, and bowed in return.

"Yes, yes." Zhang Fu quickly responded.

You're welcome?
Must be polite, must be enthusiastic, there is no way, Huangchenggen Bookstore has reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted.

Zhang Fu led Yu Hua into the bookstore to the seat that was changed to a conference room last time.

Entering the room, Yu Hua sat in the main seat, Zhang Fu took out a small box from the cabinet next to him, and brewed two cups of hot tea himself.

"Student Zhang, please, this is Longjing last year, specially for entertaining distinguished guests." Zhang Fu put Longjing tea in front of Yu Hua and smiled.

VIP?

The business of two yuan and five oceans is a distinguished guest?
Regarding Zhang Fu's somewhat abnormal attitude, Yu Hua burst into laughter and said politely, "Steward Zhang, please."

When the words fell, you were welcome. He brought the teacup to his mouth, blew lightly, and took a sip.

Longjing, which contains a strong tea fragrance, enters the mouth, and the tea fragrance overflows, giving people the feeling that it is...

Delicious.

tastes good.

It's still the same, Yu Hua doesn't know how to drink tea, and he can't feel any mysterious taste at all.

As for school tea?
Sorry, goodbye.

He didn't have the spare time to learn about the activities of high-end people.

Zhang Fu also picked up the teacup, but he drank it very carefully and cherished it very much. He took a sip and savored this rare Longjing tea carefully. In case of an accident, this should be the last time he tasted Longjing.

Close your eyes, remember.

After a few seconds, the teacup was gently put down, and the whole person maintained a natural appearance, with a smile on his face, which seemed very atmospheric, but the hope in his eyes could not be hidden.

After drinking tea, it was considered a procedure. When Yu Hua saw Zhang Fu, who was trying to maintain his appearance, he chuckled in his heart. He didn't bother to ask. He didn't waste time. Is it printed?"

"Student Zhang, your ten math problem sets have already been printed. Here, you can see if they meet the requirements. If they do not meet the requirements, I will reprint them here." Hearing Yu Hua's words, Zhang Fu pointed to the bookshelf directly opposite, and there were ten books of the same thickness in the first cabinet in the first row, with a smile on his face, and his words were natural and generous.

"it is good."

Yu Hua got up, went to the bookshelf, and picked up the set of wrong math problems at the top, with five big characters written on the cover—

A set of math errors.

Author: Zhang San.

The size of the cover conforms to the standard, and it is bound by line. The paper is average and easily damaged, but for the sake of piracy, I don't bother to pursue so much.

Open the content inspection, the math questions are clearly printed, and the characters are standard. The most important problem-solving ideas under each question are simplified characters, and the layout is suitable for viewing.

Zhang Fu sat on the Taishi chair, his eyes fixed on Yu Hua who was checking the question set, his right hand on his thigh trembled slightly, and he hoped that this thing would not go wrong.

If something goes wrong, it will be a catastrophic blow for Huangchenggen Bookstore.

Time passed slowly. From the first book to the tenth book, Yu Hua carefully checked them one by one and confirmed that they were correct.

"Very good, the set of questions meets the requirements, there is no problem." After checking, Yu Hua put down the tenth set of incorrect math questions, turned to look at Zhang Fu, who was sitting on the right side of the Taishi chair, and responded.

Zhang Fu's tense mind was relieved, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "That's good."

"Steward Zhang, this is the final payment, please keep it." As if he didn't see Zhang Fu's reaction, Yu Hua took out one silver dollar and fifty cents of silver from his pocket, put them on the table, and settled the balance of the printing contract.

"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, classmate Zhang, I have something unclear..." Zhang Fu waved his hands again and again, ignoring the already precious piece of the five oceans on the table, staring at Yu Hua, gritted his teeth, knowing not to say anything There will never be a chance, open your mouth and want to express the request in your heart.

"By the way, Director Zhang, do you have any math textbooks from American universities here?" At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted Zhang Fu, who was about to make a key request, and Yu Hua asked.

Zhang Fu was stunned for a moment, then calmed down, the words in his mouth suddenly retracted, and some doubts: "The math textbooks in American universities? No, we don't print such books at all."

"It doesn't print at all, why is this?" Yu Hua was a little puzzled. If it was generally not printed, it would be fine, but if it was not printed at all, there would be a problem.

"There is no profit, the audience for this kind of book is too small, the content is like a book from heaven, few students buy it, and it's all in English, we... can't pirate it." Zhang Fu first shook his head, explaining the characteristics of university mathematics textbooks, and finally gave out of the reason.

No profit and no piracy, these are the two core reasons.

The former lies in the market, while the latter lies in technology.

Pirated bookstores and printing workshops generally have weak technical strength and poor staff quality. It is difficult to understand just by reading English, let alone the original English version of math textbooks.

There are some mathematical symbols on it, and I don't even know how to read them. How to print them?

"So that's it..." Yu Hua heard this and immediately understood the situation, and continued to not ask why you didn't make copies of the books.

The reason is very simple, the world's first copier came out in 1938.

Looking for the first channel for advanced mathematics textbooks, it failed.

Shaking his head, Yu Hua turned his eyes to Zhang Fu and said goodbye: "Steward Zhang, the balance of the title collection is settled, I will take the book and leave first."

"Student Zhang, I..." Seeing Yu Hua waving goodbye, Zhang Fu immediately stood up with a look of embarrassment. He wanted to speak, but couldn't speak, so he had to bow first.

How dare you be rude when you ask someone for help?

Yu Hua smiled slightly, turned around and came to the bookshelf, picked up ten sets of incorrect math problems, and walked towards the door.

Looking at Yu Hua who was walking outside the door, Zhang Fu couldn't bear it any longer, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and shouted, "Student Zhang, please stay."

"Oh? Is there something wrong with Manager Zhang?"

Seeing that the heat was almost the same, Yu Hua showed a puzzled expression, continued to pretend, stopped, looked back at Zhang Fu with an eager expression, and asked.

Pretending is just to gain a favorable position for himself, or in other words, to be more secure, Yu Hua did not dare to be careless about Zhang Fu, a pirate dealer who had only been in contact with him once.

Zhang Fu stopped caring about Yu Hua's expression and took a deep breath: "Student Zhang, Zhang has a question for you."

"Excuse me." Yu Hua was slightly curious, and after a long time, it turned out to be just a question.

"Mr. Zhang, after the first month you mentioned last time, is it March 21st tomorrow, or March 21st [-] days later?" After asking this question about the life and death of Huangchenggen Bookstore, Zhang Fu fixed his eyes on Yu Hua. , wanting to get an answer.

Answer!

After the January that Zhang San said, it means March, which ends in February, or January, which is counted as 30 days.

time.

critical time.

Two different times mean life and death for Huangchenggen Bookstore.

The current situation of Huangchenggen Bookstore can't afford to wait 30 days. However, after Zhang Fu said goodbye to Yu Hua last time, he suddenly discovered that what Zhang San said was one month later.

After January!
Today is February 28, the last day of February, and tomorrow is March [-]st.

In one day, Huangchenggen Bookstore can afford to wait.

For 30 days, Huangchenggen Bookstore can't afford to wait.

What time is it?
"Is this question important?" Hearing Zhang Fu's question, Yu Hua fell into silence, he understood the real meaning of this question.

"To be honest, this issue is related to the life and death of our bookstore. If it is calculated according to 30 days, our bookstore will be closed in three days. If it is calculated according to tomorrow, the bookstore can still expect the monthly order of [-] books you mentioned earlier. Come back to life, the Japanese rely on the new offset printing machine to dump books at low prices, and all the private bookstores in Beiping City are surviving."

Zhang Fu nodded affirmatively, staring at the young-looking Yu Hua, and responded: "If we all go bankrupt, then the Japanese will control the private printing field. At that time, they can print whatever they want, and we can't. Resist."

He shouldn't have pinned the hope of the entire bookstore on a young student who has only met once, but now Zhang Fu has nowhere to go.

In the face of the Japanese new offset printing presses and dumping policies, no private bookstore could stop them, and the book market was sinking.

Whether it is public or private, Zhang Fu wants to keep Huangchenggen Bookstore alive.

Quiet, quiet.

Zhang Fu silently stared at Yu Hua who was standing at the door of the room, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

The house fell into a state of incomparable silence, except for the biting cold wind whistling outside the window.

"Yes...tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)