Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 107 Xiao Wang sells books
Shuihuitou Commune, Seiko Bearing Factory.

Regarding Li Jiankun's arrival, Guo Daming just didn't beat the gongs and drums, and even set off cakes and firecrackers.

What a sight!
To be honest, Guo Daming has not had a good year at all this year. He is busy with things during the day and does not mention it. When he lies in bed at night, his mind is filled with this matter.

Insomnia every night!

"Come, Comrade Li, and this little comrade, let's have some tea."

It's said to be tea, but it's actually brown sugar water with two red dates in it.

Isn’t this year over yet?

Pay attention to people!
While Guo Daming was greeting, his eyes had already fallen on Xiao Wang's woven bag and he couldn't move away.

Li Jiankun didn't let him do anything in a hurry, he stabbed him!He opened the woven bag and took out a book, leaving it wide open without zipping it up.

Guo Daming's eyes were bright and he took it with both hands.

Li Jiankun smiled and said: "Comrade Guo, this is for you. Take a look. If I remember correctly, you should be in Chapter 2."

"Chapter 2 is me?"

Guo Daming looked excited.

Originally, you were number one... Li Jiankun nodded and said nothing more, knowing that he had no intention of talking at the moment.

Just like Lao Wang, this guy stared at the cover for a long time, with the words "Pioneer of the Times" reflected in his eyes, and his mouth twisted into a smile.

What an honor? !
After carefully opening the cover of the book and discovering his buddy from Chapter 1, Guo Daming couldn't help but praise, "Brother Bingquan is so daring to do what he does and I am ashamed of myself."

You two are enough!

Li Jiankun and Xiao Wang looked at each other, and Lao Wang also had high regard for this person.

Guo Daming has turned to Chapter 2 and has tears in his eyes!
"Good! Good! Good!"

It was done more perfectly than he imagined.

Whether it’s the material of the book, the clarity of the photos, or the layout of the text.

It felt like letting him read books about famous people.

And this celebrity is him!
This book alone is worthy of being treasured for a lifetime... No!Future generations will also have to treasure it.

deep meaning!

Li Jiankun waited patiently. This guy just read his chapter word for word. How do you think this should be taken seriously?
It is still related to the generation. In the minds of the older generation, it is really unimaginable that they can be included in books.

After reading it, this man finally came back to his senses, remembered something, and stared straight at the unzipped woven bag.

"Comrade Xiao Li, how many copies of this book have been distributed?"

"It's not many. There are only 500 copies in the initial stage. I've done it myself, and the materials are of high standard. Later, the county will re-edit it, publish it in large quantities, and add more character materials, but I guess it won't be able to guarantee such good quality."

"Does this mean these 500 copies are out of print?"

"Er... so to speak."

Guo Daming's eyes turned green. He recognized the quality of this book. He had just flipped through the characters in it. They were indeed big figures. He was honored to be included in a book with them.

He also ranked second!
If you add more character materials, it will become complicated and chaotic.

"Comrade Xiao Li, I think 500 copies is a lot. Can you sell me some?"

"Well, I don't care about this, you have to talk to him."

Xiao Wang instantly became nervous, feeling as if he was being targeted by a robber, and his hair stood on end.

"Little comrade..."

Guo Daming leaned forward and got smokey and angry again.

The little king was so excited. He usually lived in Shijiji and was kept in captivity in his father's territory. How had he ever enjoyed such treatment?

"Little comrade, sell me 50 copies, what do you think?"

"This, this, is too much, there are many people, just in case there are not enough points."

"The price is negotiable."

What the hell!

Only then did Xiao Wang realize, why are you here to sell books?

Just picking up money!

You have to resist the temptation to avoid not being enough!
He became enlightened, and Li Jiankun also became confused.

Go smoke outside and say you don't care.
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"Hoohoo!"

The ocean monsoon of the first month blows by my ears.

Li Jiankun pedaled his bicycle and turned to glance at the deflated woven bag.

"How many copies did you sell him?"

"30 copies!"

Xiao Wanghun didn't look happy, he was very nervous. This was really not enough in the end!

Jiankun is so thick-skinned, but he doesn’t care, how can he face other sponsors?

The main reason is that Comrade Lao Guo is too enthusiastic and good at talking, so he can't bear it!

"How many copies?"

"10 quick." "Tsk."

"Tsk! He said he would give you 50 yuan a book, 1500 yuan. I dare to take it!"

Xiao Wang roared.

"Okay, calm down, calm down, that's not bad, it's doubled."

"Humph!"

Near Haikou Commune, a small village facing the sea.

It is a one-story red brick bungalow, but it occupies a large area.

On the square table in the main room, there is a bowl full of steamed red blue crabs.

Xiao Wang was at a loss.

Li Jiankun picked up a two-pound blue crab, dipped it in vinegar, and ate it deliciously.

Yang Dezhou was sitting at the head of the square table, sitting upright, as if he was receiving some kind of sacred mass. There was a sound in his ear, and his eldest son stood beside him, reciting it seriously in dialect.

He is illiterate.

"...Comrade Yang Dezhou and his brothers truly exemplified what it means to be a contemporary foolish man. Despite the incomprehension of the masses at the time, they set their sights on the goal, opened up new areas, and achieved a remarkable history of farmers' entrepreneurship!"

Finish.

Who says the old farmer doesn’t shed tears? It’s just that he hasn’t reached the sad point yet.

"Batta! Batta!"

Big teardrops dripped down like broken threads.

"Dad, it's so well written."

His son was also in tears.

But this old farmer, he is schizophrenic, and he got sick after hearing Xiao Wang say that he is not allowed to buy more!

"Smash, run! Run!"

The old guy grabbed the woven bag, threw it into his son's arms, pointed at the door and yelled.

How dare his son disobey and run away?

Wang Shanhe: "..."

Li Jiankun put down the crab and said, "Comrade Yang, are you doing this?"

"Hey, don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll buy it, I'll give you the money, I have to hand out a copy to the neighbors next door, so they can take a good look!"

Yes, as long as you don't rob, it doesn't matter. Li Jiankun lit a cigarette and went out to watch the sea.

Xiao Wang said with a sad face: "Uncle! There are not many households next to your house."

"Hey, little comrade, you don't know something. I have many relatives in my family."

...

Xiao Wang was no match for him. He fought hard for half an hour, but gained nothing. Finally, he said angrily: "You have to give me back the bag!"

"Oh, that's no problem, that's no problem."

The next day, Xiao Wang learned to be smart. Instead of riding a bicycle, he changed to a three-wheeler and "hired" another driver.

When we got there, the driver was guarding the car and the sacks in the trunk. He carried a handbag in.

Li Jiankun didn't interfere at all, it was all his own arrangement.

Not only is it more efficient, but it also covers many places a day and is evenly distributed.

Look, what a malleable talent!

Just as Xiao Wang's book-selling career was getting better and better, a big event happened in Zhanglin Town.

Although there was no shouting in the town, several big-brimmed hats came to Zhang Shangmin's house, which was actually the richest man in town.

"Hey! Don't talk nonsense. What does exploitation mean? The fields are not enough for cultivation, and without me taking care of them, they won't have enough to eat!"

"I'm telling you, I just received a commendation from the county!"

The roar coming from the two-story red brick house where the Zhang family envied the dead could be heard from a mile away.

Not long after, people gathered in front of the door.

"Is this the case? Call the craftsmen who are with you and we will find out once you ask."

Zhang Shangmin is a thief. The craftsmen he leads are all farmers from the commune's brigades. He doesn't want people from the town.

With the help of commune cadres, several were quickly found.

Several peasant craftsmen had mixed feelings, but they did not dare to tell lies when faced with big-brimmed hats. To be honest, they had worked hard with Zhang Shangmin for a whole year, and their income was only a hundred yuan, which was almost the same as earning work points.

The only advantage is that there is always live money.

"Zhang Shangmin, what else do you have to say?"

"I...you can't do this to me. I am an expert in getting rich. I have been commended!"

"take away!"

Outside the two-story red brick building, there was a wave of applause.

(End of this chapter)