"Wang Shi, Zhou Tan, who of you two would like to be the deputy monitor?" Li Xin also felt that Zhang Qiurui's proposal was quite appropriate. A man and a woman working together would not be tiring, and the boy was a native of Sha County, so he could be responsible for class affairs.
Wang Shi's eyes flickered slightly when he heard this. He knew very well that the deputy monitor had a heavy responsibility. Not only did he have to assist the monitor in handling daily affairs, but he also had to set an example in the class and lead everyone to make progress together.
"Teacher, I am willing to be the deputy monitor. I have always hoped to contribute more to the class. I believe that through my efforts, I can work with you to create a more harmonious and progressive class environment." Wang Shi's voice was clear and firm, and his eyes flashed with confidence and determination.
"Okay, Wang Shi, you will be the deputy monitor.
In addition, this is the class schedule for this semester, which is posted on the bulletin board at the back of the classroom. Please remember to check it and arrange your study and life time reasonably.
Besides....” Li Xin said as she handed the class schedule to Wang Shi, asking him to help post it.
Afterwards, he chattered on about some other trivial matters, leaving Mingqi and Wang Shi alone, and let the others go home. The first day of classes would start tomorrow.
"Qiu Rui, thank you for recommending me to be the deputy monitor. I've made you my friend and I'll protect you in Sha County." Wang Shi was just a teenager, but his words were filled with a sense of arrogance that should not be underestimated, as if he was already an adult who could stand on his own and protect his friends.
Zhang Qiurui couldn't help but smile after hearing this and said, "Okay, I won't be polite to you when I have difficulties in the future. We will be sisters from now on."
"It's not sisters, it's brothers," Wang Shi emphasized.
"Mingqi, the head teacher wants to talk to you about something, so I'll go back first." Today is the first day of school. They have to pay tuition, clean the house, introduce themselves to each other, and elect class leaders. It's only ten o'clock now, and Zhang Qiurui is still thinking about reselling things on the black market.
The house that Zhang Wenmin rented was only fifteen minutes away from No. 1 Middle School at his leisure. If he ran back, he would be there in eight or nine minutes.
Not knowing what the head teacher wanted to tell Mingqi and Wang Shi and how long it would take, she ran home to save time and went to the kitchen to get out a backpack and a burlap bag.
After opening the transaction supermarket, Zhang Qiurui clicked to recharge two yuan, and she instantly had two yuan less in her pocket. Then she clicked to buy the flash sale products without hesitation. This month's flash sale prices were ten kilograms of rice and ten kilograms of meat.
After he thought about it, ten kilograms of rice and ten kilograms of pork belly appeared in the backpack, and the rice and pork belly were divided into bags of one kilogram each, which made it convenient for Zhang Qiurui to sell them to others.
Then, he had an idea and touched the rice and meat purchased from the trading supermarket. Zhang Qiurui then put the rice and meat into the backpack provided by the trading supermarket.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Qiurui showed a look of joy on his face, and secretly sighed that this trading supermarket was very nice.
After taking out the things again, putting them in a sack and covering them, she left the house, locked the door, and headed towards the black market.
The black market was about fifteen minutes' walk from the house they rented. Zhang Qiurui walked quickly towards them with excitement and anticipation.
When we arrived at the alleys of the black market, it was still early this time, and there were obviously more people than when we came yesterday at noon. Not only were there many people selling things, but some people even set up small stalls with eggs, vegetables and pickled vegetables on them. More people were carrying bamboo baskets and asking those well-dressed people whether they wanted to buy anything.
Most of these vendors sell wild game hunted in the mountains, or they sell game that someone catches so they can run away.
"Do you want some mushrooms? These mushrooms are picked by our family in the mountains. They are very fresh. They taste delicious whether you stir-fry them or cook them into soup." As soon as Zhang Qiurui entered the alley of the black market, he saw a thin middle-aged man with sparkling eyes selling his mushrooms to a woman in her thirties.
The woman was wearing a white shirt on the upper body and black trousers on the lower body. She had an unknown watch on her hand and was holding a vegetable basket in her left hand with a piece of cloth on it. It was obvious that she was a wealthy person in the city who came here specifically to buy vegetables.
The woman stopped and glanced at the bamboo basket in the middle-aged man's hand. It was filled with various kinds of mushrooms. Some were as bright as rubies, while others were plain and unpretentious with a natural khaki color. They indeed looked quite tempting.
"Oh? These mushrooms are quite interesting. Are they all edible? Are they not poisonous?" The woman seemed to be interested in the middle-aged man's mushrooms. "How much are they?"
When the middle-aged man heard that there was a chance, he quickly held up two fingers and said with a smile: "Not expensive, not expensive, 20 cents per pound. If you buy more, I can give you a discount."
"It's too expensive. I'll buy a little at ten cents per pound." The woman shook her head without moving, waiting for the man to reply.
"Okay! One cent per pound is one cent per pound." The middle-aged man thought about it, gritted his teeth and sold it. He hadn't sold a few pounds today. If he couldn't sell it, it would rot by tomorrow and he would have to eat it himself.
Sell as much as you can now.
Zhang Qiurui observed the scene silently, thinking to herself. Although she had no interest in mushrooms, this trading scene gave her a deeper understanding of the black market trading methods.
"Mushrooms? Mushrooms?" Suddenly, Zhang Qiurui had a flash of inspiration, as if something flashed in his mind, but he didn't have time to catch it.
Instead, I saw that the woman had already bought mushrooms and put them in the basket.
From the corner of the basket that was opened, Zhang Qiurui discovered that the woman had bought mushrooms, some vegetables, a few carrots, and eggs, but no meat.
Zhang Qiurui's attention remained focused on the flash of inspiration she had just experienced. As she slowly followed the woman's steps, she tried to recollect the thought that had just flashed through her mind. She realized that behind this seemingly ordinary mushroom transaction, there might be some hidden business opportunity or information that she hadn't noticed.
"Auntie in front, do you want some pork?" Zhang Qiurui, who couldn't think of anything, shook his head, quickly caught up with the woman buying mushrooms, and whispered in her ear.
"Oh! Do you have pork?" When Xin Zhao heard someone asking her if she had meat, she immediately became alert, stopped and turned around, but when she saw that Zhang Qiurui was just a little girl in her teens, disappointment appeared on her face again.
In this season of relative scarcity of supplies, it is not easy to find someone selling pork on the black market, not to mention in this era of great prosperity but uneven distribution of supplies.
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