"Okay!" After washing her hair, Yi Anan reached out to grab the hair on her shoulders.
Zhan Nanhui handed the Mao 껛 to her.
"Thank you!" Yi An'an said, scrubbing her hair with her hands.
Zhan Nanhui quickly returned to his original seat, lowered his head and continued reading.
In order to dry her hair, Yi Anan moved the charcoal stove into her shack, which was warm.
Yi Anan sat in front of the stove, combing her hair while thinking about Mingyue's pickling of pickles.
After pickling the pickles for a while, you can sell them and make some hair ornaments at the same time. At least you won’t have to worry about food money for the week.
But there is really no way to make money by doing this. She has to find a way to make money as soon as possible.
Yi An'an thought of the self-study series of books that Chen Sisi was holding today. She remembered that this set of self-study books was hard to get back then. The state only printed a part of it, called "Algebra", which was published by Xinhua Bookstore. At that time, you couldn't buy it even if you queued up all night.
The book "Algebra" from the set of books that Chen Sisi took today.
It seems that she really misunderstood Zhan Nanhui that day, and Chen Sisi got this set of books.
There is still half a month before the college entrance examination. If she can find someone to cooperate in printing, she can sell as many as she can. It will still make more money than selling pickles.
Yi Anan made up her mind. The next day, she took the set of four algebra books to the town to find a printing factory.
"This is a state-owned printing factory. They print publications for the state, not for individuals. Hurry up and go wherever you can!" When the guard heard that Yi Anan wanted to print her own books, he pushed Yi Anan out.
Yi Anan frowned and was about to explain when she heard a man's voice behind her: "What's the matter so early in the morning?"
The guard hurried forward, called out to the factory director, and explained, "Director Feng, this guy is here to cause trouble, saying he wants to print books himself!"
The man who came was a man in his forties or fifties, the director of the printing factory. He was dressed as a cadre, riding a bicycle, and took a look at Yi Anan.
Yi Anan hurried forward, stated her purpose, and took out the algebra book.
Director Feng's eyes lit up when he saw the algebra book.
"Where did you get this book?" Director Feng asked quickly. "This is a treasure. I have been waiting in the Xinhua Bookstore in the provincial capital for three days and couldn't buy a single copy. How did you get it?"
Director Feng quickly took a look at it and was stunned: "This is not a recently published book, but an old one?"
Yi Anan nodded: "This is my book. I heard that students taking the college entrance examination are looking for this book, so I thought about cooperating with Director Feng."
Director Feng quickly said, "Oh, I've been looking for this book for a long time. It's really timely. How many copies do you want to print?"
Yi Anan glanced at Director Feng and said, "Shall we go in and talk?"
Director Feng quickly invited Yi Anan in.
Yi Anan walked in and glanced at the guard.
The guard smiled helplessly.
Director Feng has been looking for this set of books. The paper and dyes are ready, and all he needs is typeset work.
Director Feng did some calculations and figured that if all the workers in the factory worked day and night to typeset and publish four books, it would take a week. So Director Feng decided on the spot to publish only one volume, so that a sample book would be available tomorrow. Two hundred copies could be printed in one day, and at most three volumes could be printed.
In the entire county, there are only more than 5,000 people who signed up for the college entrance examination, but Yi Anan set the price at ten yuan per book. This price is not affordable for ordinary people.
"Isn't this price a bit higher?" asked Director Feng.
"Not high. We only print a hundred copies, ten yuan each. But if it's over a thousand yuan, we'll take half a cent. You just print and I'll be responsible for sales. If you're afraid of taking risks, this matter has nothing to do with the printing factory." Yi Anan said.
Director Feng was stunned for a moment, then he understood what Yi Anan meant.
"We can't get the authorization for this book due to the short time, so we have to take a risk. Director Feng, this is a state-owned factory and we can't break the rules. I'm just an ordinary citizen and I'm not afraid, so I'll take the risk and give you 50%!" Yi Anan said.
Director Feng hesitated for a moment. This Yi Anan is really brave!
But three thousand yuan can catch up with the income of the printing factory in half a month, and Director Feng sees this as a long-term cooperation in the future.
After all, the college entrance examination is over this year, and there is still next year. Now this book is the only self-study series of mathematics, physics and chemistry published in the world, and it is very precious.
If you can't get the official copyright, you can secretly print some and sell them, which will make a lot of profit.
"But I can't explain to the factory..." Director Feng said in a low voice.
"You can set up another name..." Yi An'an stepped forward and whispered to Director Feng.
People in the 1980s were too honest, but Yi Anan had her own way of making money.
Director Feng was a little embarrassed, but in the end he looked at the book and nodded.
This is a golden opportunity. Three thousand dollars is not a small amount. I have to give it a try. And most importantly, his daughter is going to take the college entrance examination this year, so he went to the provincial capital to buy this book. He wanted to fight for his daughter and the future of his child.
That night, Yi Anan did not go home, but stayed in the printing factory, watching the workers typeset and print.
The next day, the version was finalized and quickly put into production.
Yi Anan first moved the ten books printed in the morning to the entrance of an alley not far from the bookstore. When she saw someone coming out of the bookstore, she took a few books and tried to sell them. Although the prices were high, they sold very quickly and all ten books were sold out immediately.
Yi Anan was afraid that the people in the bookstore would target her, so she immediately moved the second batch to another place and sold them while changing places. By the evening of that day, all 200 books of that day were sold out.
In order to reassure Director Feng, Yi Anan immediately gave him one thousand yuan.
Director Feng's hands began to tremble as he looked at the one thousand yuan.
As the director of a printing factory, he only earned 50 yuan a month. This 1,000 yuan was nearly two years' salary for him.
And Yi Anan only needs a little time.
"Speed up the printing tonight!" Director Feng said, "You sold so many books today, I'm afraid the people in the bookstore will notice us, so let's shorten the time. I'll have people hurry up to print tonight and tomorrow, and finish it by tomorrow evening. This way we can still produce a hundred books, but the time will be shortened by half, and the risk will be shortened by half."
Yi Anan nodded.
She had originally planned to go home tonight to check on the pickled vegetables, but now it seems that she can't go back!
Yi Anan didn't go home all night, and Zhan Nanhui became a little anxious.
In the evening, I stood at the entrance of the village of Zhannanhui Station, looking at the way back to the city. After waiting for half a day, I didn't give up and went to the bus stop.
The last bus, the only bus in 껩놆, had already arrived and left 깊, but there was no sign of Yi Anan.
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