Today is the final exam. It takes two days to take a variety of subjects, big and small. It's a torture for students.
But before the exam, Wan Feng gave them good news: the goods he prepared for his classmates to earn money for the New Year had arrived.
Although they didn't know that Wan Feng had prepared things for them that could be exchanged for money for the New Year, the students were still excited, which greatly eased the depressing atmosphere before the exam.
The examination process was very easy for Wan Feng. Even though he didn't take classes seriously for a few days, it didn't stop him from writing like a god.
After all, a lot of what he had learned was still in his mind. Although some of it had been forgotten due to the passage of time, what was left was enough for him to cope with this low-level grade exam.
Chen Xin thought Wan Feng would punish her for cheating, but she didn't expect that he would hand in his paper before she even got there.
This made her very depressed.
There were four exams in total on the first day. As soon as school was over in the afternoon, Wan Feng drove Luan Feng's two-wheeled cart to Yuan Yimin's house.
Yuan Yimin's father stayed at the factory late in the winter. Yuan Yimin took Wan Feng to the west room of his house where no one lived. Pointing at a cardboard box on the kang, he said, "Here, these things, my dad said this is half of the stuff you wanted. The other half will be brought back in two days. I haven't seen what's inside."
The cardboard boxes were all sealed and had not been touched. Yuan Yimin did not lie.
The boxes were large, seven or eight in total, and very heavy, each weighing at least seventy or eighty kilograms.
Yuan Yimin and Wan Feng moved all the boxes onto the cart and took it back to Luan Feng's house.
If there is anything new, Luan Feng will guarantee to be the first to satisfy those who are kind enough, and she will not refuse to do so.
Because she opened a box before Wan Feng moved the boxes into the house.
"What the hell is this?"
Luan Feng stared at the colorful things in the box in a daze. The box was full of square red papers of different sizes with beautiful "Fu" characters printed on them.
This should be the big and small "Fu" characters that are posted on the wall during Chinese New Year. The only difference is that there are two carps on both sides of the character, a big ingot below, and four running scripts "May everything go as you wish" on the front.
Luan Feng pondered for a long time but still couldn't figure out why Wan Feng made so many "Fu" characters, but these "Fu" characters were ten thousand times more beautiful than those handwritten ones in previous years.
"Why do you make so many "Fu" characters? Where are you going to stick them? You don't need so many even if you're just pasting them on the wall?" Luan Feng asked worriedly.
She had already calculated that even if she pasted all five rooms and the porch with these characters "Fu" (meaning "blessing"), it would still not be enough.
"Who told you to paper the wall? Help me carry it into the house."
The door of Luan Feng's room was just the right size to accommodate the box. After much difficulty, she managed to lift the box into the room and place it against the wall.
"Let's put the ground down first. I'll bring my classmates to clean it up tomorrow."
Seeing so many boxes, Wan Feng realized that he might have too many things and was indeed a little worried.
But when he thought that it was only 460 yuan, he was no longer worried. If these classmates couldn't digest it, he would take it to the county town on the 26th or 27th of the twelfth lunar month and ask Xia Qiulong and his gang to help sell it.
"Today is the first day of the twelfth lunar month, and the day after tomorrow is the third day of the twelfth lunar month, the day when the Black Lagoon market opens. You have to prepare some clothes and a few ski jackets for me."
"What?"
"Go sell it. Why is your head becoming more and more wooden?"
Luan Feng stuck out her tongue and said, "Okay, my big man, you'll have plenty to sell when the time comes."
"Don't let anyone mess with these things, you hear me?"
"I promise not to let Li Erman and the others move."
"I'm afraid you'll move! If you don't fiddle with it, I guarantee no one else will."
Judging from the messy rolling of Luan Feng's eyes, this guy would have changed his last name if he didn't touch Wan Feng.
Sure enough, when Wan Wanfeng arrived at Luan Feng's house, these boxes had obviously been opened, but the things inside were not in a mess. Perhaps they had no interest in searching after seeing that the things inside were almost the same.
The exams will continue on the afternoon of the 6th. After the last two subjects, the students will have two days off, and then go to school to arrange the winter vacation.
After school at noon, Wan Feng informed the Waqianshanhou team that those who participated in this plan should gather at Luan Feng's house in the afternoon. There were about a dozen people. The other teams gave up because they were far away from Wahou.
Luan Feng's house is just enough for more than ten people, there won't be enough room for more people.
At the same time, he told the other students participating in the event to gather in the brigade yard at 7 o'clock tomorrow morning. Wan Feng repeatedly reminded them to wear more cotton clothes.
At around noon, all eleven classmates from the Wahou, Wahou and Shanhou areas notified by Wan Feng arrived at Luan Feng's house.
The mystery was finally solved at this point.
All the boxes were opened, and they were full of red, green and colorful things.
"This...this is Spring Festival couplets?" Jiang Jun said uncertainly. Although the things in the box did look like Spring Festival couplets, they were completely different from the Spring Festival couplets that his family used to post during the Spring Festival.
These Spring Festival couplets are beautifully printed, and the paper even gleams with a faint sheen, far superior to the red paper sold at three and a half cents a piece at the supply and marketing cooperative.
Moreover, the top and bottom of these Spring Festival couplets are printed with beautiful patterns, either two big carps, a treasure pot or a big ingot.
"Yes, these are Spring Festival couplets. This is a project I prepared for you to earn some pocket money for the New Year. Whether you can wear new clothes and set off firecrackers during the New Year depends on it."
Yuan Yimin was also a little confused. This guy asked his father to print this thing.
"Will this sell? Will anyone pay for this?"
Wan Feng laughed heartily: "Of course they can be sold. Who doesn't put up Spring Festival couplets and Chinese characters for blessing during the Chinese New Year?"
"But every family buys their own red paper and has someone write for them."
Wan Feng nodded. "Yes, that's how every family celebrates the New Year. So let's do some math first. You need red paper to write couplets, right? Generally, a family needs two pairs for the front door, one for the side door, and at least two pairs for the small doors inside. A family with five rooms would need four pairs for the side doors inside. Am I right?"
Everyone nodded.
"That's not all. There's also the couplet for the door: 'Look up and see happiness, go out and see happiness,' 'A rack full of golden roosters, a pen full of fat pigs,' plus at least five horizontal scrolls with large and small blessing characters. Do you think a piece of red paper will do the trick?"
Jiang Jun shook his head first: "My father usually buys two pieces of red paper for Chinese New Year, and sometimes it's not enough."
"Two pieces of red paper cost seven cents, and then you have to find someone to write the couplets. Of course, if you can write them yourself, I didn't say anything. But having someone write the couplets for you is a favor, isn't it? Don't you have to consider their face? If they write for you, you owe them a favor. Don't think it's not a favor. The person who wrote the couplets has to spend money on the pen and ink, so it's a favor, unless you bring your own pen and ink. Although this favor is not big, it's probably worth three or two eggs, but three or two eggs still cost four or five cents, right? Assuming you bring your own pen and ink, does that mean your pen and ink have no value?"
Everyone nodded again.
"Now add up the red paper and favors lost, and ten cents is fine, right?"
"No problem." Jiang Jun answered quickly.
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