On the morning of the 12th, we will take Chinese and math exams, and in the afternoon we will take English and politics exams.
On the morning of the 13th, we will take the history and geography exams, and the last biology exam in the afternoon.
On the 14th, there was a break and the teachers started grading the test papers.
For the four subjects taken on the 12th, the teachers who were quick at grading papers had almost finished grading them and had started grading and ranking the students.
By the 14th, most teachers were nearing the end of their grading work. Not only had they finished grading the exams, they had also begun entering and reviewing the scores, ensuring that every mark was accurate.
At the same time, the ranking work is also in full swing. The teachers have made a preliminary ranking of the candidates based on their total scores.
Zhang Qiurui felt that the midterm exam paper was very simple, and it seemed that every question was within her grasp. In the future, she was a graduate of a 211 university, and her memory was further strengthened after traveling through time. The courses in this era were much simpler.
For Zhang Qiurui, this midterm exam was simply an easy practice to lower the pressure on his classmates.
Zhang Qiurui had no idea how the teacher graded the test papers or ranked them.
Now the family is facing its first large-scale shipment of mushrooms.
Now, seven days have passed, and the first, second and third batches of planted mushrooms are facing another harvest.
In the past, Zhang Qiurui did not sell their mushrooms in one day. These days, they picked some similar-looking mushrooms every day and sold them on the black market. These days, they earn two or three yuan a day.
Even so, by the 14th, there were nearly 60 kilograms of mushrooms ready to be picked.
"Mingqi, we picked too many mushrooms this time. I can't sell them all by myself. You come with me to the black market to sell them. It will be a bit of exercise for you." Early in the morning, after Zhang Qiurui picked the mushrooms and saw that there were several baskets, he said to Zhang Mingqi who was helping to sort the mushrooms.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Mingqi put down the work in his hands, looked up at the piles of plump and round mushrooms that exuded a faint earthy and fungal aroma, and a hint of surprise and expectation flashed in his eyes.
"Okay, let's go early, maybe we can get a good price." Zhang Mingqi had seen her aunt sell mushrooms on the black market several times before, and she felt that they were very fresh and not as dangerous as her uncle said.
"One pound is 15 cents. If someone thinks it's too expensive and buys more, I can lower the price. It all depends on the customer, but the price can't be lower than 1 cent." Zhang Qiurui gave instructions while carefully packing the mushrooms into several large backpacks. Each basket was filled to the brim, yet stable.
Zhang Mingqi stood aside, listening carefully to his aunt's teachings, nodding from time to time to show that he understood.
She was both excited and nervous. This was her first time going to the black market with her aunt. She didn't know what kind of people she would meet or what would happen.
"Alas! If the eldest and second brothers were here, you two girls wouldn't have to go to the black market to sell mushrooms.
Anyway, you two, be careful. I'll meet you outside." Zhang Wenmin felt a mixture of emotions. He was proud of his younger sister and niece's bravery and independence, but he couldn't help but worry about their safety.
After having a simple breakfast, Zhang Mingqi and Zhang Qiurui set off for the black market, carrying heavy bamboo baskets.
The early morning sun shines through the sparse leaves and falls on them, bringing a touch of warmth.
On the way, Zhang Qiurui introduced the situation of the black market to Zhang Mingqi from time to time and told her who she could sell their mushrooms to.
As they walked and talked, they soon arrived at the entrance of the black market.
Many vendors and buyers have gathered here, and it is very lively.
Zhang Qiurui found a familiar spot, put down the bamboo basket, and started arranging the mushrooms.
Zhang Mingqi stood aside, carefully observing her sister-in-law's every move, learning how to deal with buyers.
After a while, several buyers gathered around and began to ask about the price and quality of the mushrooms.
With a smile on his face, Zhang Qiurui skillfully introduced his own mushrooms, while observing the buyers' reactions and adjusting the prices in time.
Zhang Mingqi watched silently from the side, silently noting down every move and word of his aunt.
As time went by, the number of mushrooms in the bamboo basket gradually decreased, and Zhang Mingqi gradually adapted to the rhythm here.
Zhang Qiurui asked her to set up a small stall at the other end and let her start trying to communicate with some buyers. Although she was still a little unfamiliar with the skills, she was able to sell some mushrooms independently.
"Mingqi, why are you here? Are you selling mushrooms?"
"Zhou Tan, why are you here? I... this..." Zhang Mingqi's cheeks flushed red when she saw her classmate, and she felt a little helpless. She unconsciously pulled the basket down.
"Your aunt is here too!" Zhou Tan saw Zhang Qiurui in the distance. She was enthusiastically selling their mushrooms to the visitors. She was very smooth and experienced. It was obvious at a glance that she was an experienced hand.
Maybe Zhang Qiurui felt someone was watching her, she turned around and saw Zhou Tan standing next to Mingqi's stall. Mingqi looked embarrassed, and when she saw that her mushrooms were almost sold out, she packed up her stall and walked towards them.
"Zhou Tan, why are you here again? Aren't you here out of curiosity to see the black market?" Zhang Qiurui walked over and asked.
"I was just passing by and came to take a look. Qiu Rui, you go ahead..."
"Yes, that's right! Zhou Tan, don't tell anyone that we are selling mushrooms on the black market. Do you have any way to sell our mushrooms faster?" Zhang Qiurui knew that Zhou Tan's mother worked in the commune, and she had a hint in her mind.
"Are these mushrooms grown by your family? Can mushrooms be grown? What is the yield?" Zhou Tan looked at Zhang Mingqi and Zhang Qiurui in surprise, with curiosity and confusion in his eyes.
He had never heard that mushrooms could be cultivated artificially. Looking at the mushrooms they were selling, they were fresh, juicy, and delicious. In the past, this was a delicacy that could only be found in the mountains.
Zhang Qiurui smiled softly, a hint of pride in his eyes. "Of course we can grow them! Mingqi and I came up with this idea together. We were just trying to plant them at first, but we didn't expect it to actually work, and the yield is quite good. So, we're thinking of selling them on the black market to bring in some income for our family."
Zhou Tan nodded after hearing this, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "The vegetables and mountain products purchased by the commune are all purchased in the name of the production team below. There is no precedent for purchasing from individuals.
If your family produces a large amount of mushrooms, once the commune purchases them and others find out, that would be undermining socialism.
If all your production teams grow mushrooms, you can sell them to the commune in the name of the production team. Each household can record their production and then divide the money up after they take it home."
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