Siheyuan: I Actually Crossed Into A Stick

"This ginseng is really expensive, little comrade!"

How could the old farmer believe that he, a child, would be able to afford it and pay so much money.

He just wanted to trade with the child's elders.

"Hey, are these enough?"

Knowing what the old man said, Jia Geng immediately took out ten 10-yuan bills from his pocket.

"You, you really have so much money!"

The old farmer looked at the banknote in the child's hand, the black worker-peasant image, how could he not recognize that it was 10 yuan, and there was a small stack in his hand.

"After I bought it last time, my family trusted me and gave me more money to buy some more."

Jia Geng made up a lie casually, not afraid of being found out.

Now that I am in this black market, I also wear a scarf around my face, and I have changed the clothes on my body.

People who are not very familiar with themselves will definitely not recognize themselves at once.

"My plant costs at least 110 yuan, are you sure you want to buy it?"

The old farmer is still a very solid person, and he speaks clearly.

"It's so expensive! I only have 100 yuan!"

"Also, my grandpa told me that the best ginseng costs about 100 yuan."

Jia Geng pretended to hesitate for a while, so as not to be suspicious by Uncle Tu.

This price is completely acceptable to him, but if he buys it all at once, it seems that he is too strange.

After all, the price still needs to be discussed, and it is not a few yuan transaction yesterday.

As he spoke, Jia Geng counted the ten 10-yuan bills in his hand and showed him.

"It's already cheap."

The farmer's old man showed embarrassment, this is very valuable ginseng.

Although it is much more than the supply and marketing cooperative, it is because the purchase price of the supply and marketing cooperative is too low.

More than ten years ago, this kind of top-quality ginseng was mostly bought by rich people, and the price was more expensive than the price of self-made ginseng.

It's just that the environment has changed now, and this luxurious herb is controlled by the state.

"Then I take out my pocket money, how about a total of 108 yuan?"

Jia Geng then took out a few more bills and said, "That's all."

"Good good!"

The old farmer nodded immediately, this ginseng is too valuable, it was dug out by a close relative of his family.

I am very dissatisfied that I can get more than 30 yuan more than selling the supply and marketing cooperative.

It's really hard to sell this thing if you keep it in your hands. I don't know rich people, and I'm afraid of being reported.

It's just a few dollars less. After all, the earlier the sale, the earlier the money.

There is still a lot of risk in such a huge transaction.

There is no channel to sell to rich people. Only this kid is trustworthy. After all, from the conversation with him, we can know that his family members are knowledgeable and rich.

"Give ``!"

As Jia Geng said, he handed the money to the old man, put the bag of ginseng into his pocket, and asked, "Old man, do you have any more?"

"No more! If there are any more, do you still have money to buy them?"

After counting the money, the old farmer immediately wrapped the money in cloth and put it in his pocket.

"It's fine if I give you more money tomorrow, as long as it's not so expensive." Jia Geng said with a smile.

"I only brought this one today, and if I come here later, do you want more?" the old man asked.

Jia Geng nodded: "Yes! I'll ask my family for money again, and I'll buy it from you."

"Oh, by the way, if my grandpa also thinks that your ginseng is really worth 110 yuan, I will ask grandpa to give you 2 yuan back [you can't eat it."

The old farmer shook his head and said, "No, no, it's 108 yuan."

After speaking, he said goodbye and left.

Seeing him disappearing from sight, Jia Geng understood the old man's thoughts, so he should be more careful with so much money on him.

Then he planted that big ginseng plant into the space and poured well water.

Jia Geng, who was happy in his heart, took another look at the black market here.

I also asked a ticket dealer who resells food stamps about the TV ticket, but he also said angrily, "Let's go"

It seems that TV tickets may really disappear in such a black market.

People who can have TV tickets are people who have status and made outstanding contributions.

You really need contacts. Without contacts, how would you know such a high-ranking person with a TV ticket?

It's a pity, at most, I can only get to know the factory director and the like, but it's a pity that I can't talk to him.

The director of the factory has a lot of things to do every day, so how can he care about his own child.

Jia Geng could only stop thinking about such helpless things.

He rode his bicycle and returned to Hongxing Middle School.

It's almost time for class at 2:00 pm.

Put the bike away, lock it, and pick up the pace immediately.

Came to the third grade (2) class.

As soon as I entered the class, I immediately found that many students cast their eyes in surprise.

Obviously, at noon, the fact that I was specially recruited by the school when I was only 10 years old was known to my classmates.

They also know the relationship with He Yushui.

Jia Geng didn't care, looked at the students and nodded with a smile, and came to the desks of the two sisters.

He Yushui was teaching Yu Haitang a physics problem.

"Sister Yushui, are you busy?"

"Bang, where have you been, and you are only coming back now?" Seeing Jia Geng returning to the classroom at this time, He Yushui couldn't help but say something to him.

It has been an hour and a half since the stick left the cafeteria and came back now.

Can you stop her from worrying?

"Yes, your sister is worried about you to death. She doesn't think about eating and drinking. I'm worried about you."

Yu Haitang looked at Jia Geng amusedly, teased him, and let him in.

"It's okay, don't worry about me." It’s just riding around in a random circle!”

Jia Geng sat between the two sisters, looked at Yu Haitang, and said with a smile: "Student Yu, you haven't mastered such a simple law of conservation of momentum, so you should worry about yourself."

"Ah? You, you know this too...

Yu Haitang subconsciously froze for a moment, and then realized that Jia Geng was specially recruited by the school, and he did very well in the test papers of the nine subjects, so he asked, "Since you are so good, how do you answer the questions?"

"This is simple..."

Jia Geng doesn't hide anything, teaching her to maintain a good relationship at the same table can also reduce boredom at school, right?

However, just as he was about to continue answering the question, the politics teacher soon came in.

"Students, class has begun."

Jia Geng was taken aback for a moment, it was not yet 2 pm, and the bell hadn't rang yet.

Following the explanation of the politics/politics teacher, he understood a little bit.

The teaching level may not be as good as (Zhao Le's) many teachers in later generations, but the attitude is very serious.

Seeing that the students still didn't understand, they didn't say anything to vent their emotions like "you are the worst class I taught".

Instead, explain it again, asking students to remember the problem-solving ideas and how to remember the main points.

Jia Geng thought to himself, no wonder the class had to start early, and the end of get out of class was delayed by five minutes.

The level of teaching is not very good, and it can only be made up with time.

After the first political/political class in the afternoon, there is 30 minutes of exercise time between classes.

"Bang, I didn't quite understand the questions just now, so please explain to my sister.

After class, Yu Haitang took out physics problems for Jia Geng to judge.

"Sister Haitang, I saw you in politics class just now, and you looked like you were still looking at these physics problems. Are you afraid that you didn't learn politics well?"

Jia Geng looked at the physics problem, did not give her an answer, but asked her a question first.

Could it be that what the teacher said in the class just now was quite boring, so she had to continue thinking about how to solve the physics problem?