Chapter 17 Teenager, you really have strange bones

Wang Chen washed and went to bed after eating. It was not because he was too ambitious, but because he had no right to speak on this matter.

In any case, he raised the question whether Huang Wenyu and Lao Wang were driven by the east wind over the west wind, or by the west wind over the east wind.

At present, Huang Wenyu is more likely to overwhelm Lao Wang. Naturally, he has no pressure.

Besides, although there are many medicinal materials on the mountain, they are all the wealth left by several generations or even more than ten generations, and they will be dug up one day.

And there must be followers in the later period. Don't think of the rural people as too simple. After all, everyone has no hatred for money.

When the market becomes transparent, the profit will not be so high. At that time, Wang Chen should consider what to do next.

There was no talk all night. The next morning, no one came to sell medicinal materials. At noon, people came one after another.

Because he had to go to school in the afternoon, Wang Chen didn't do anything anymore, but helped collect herbs and sell snacks.

After lunch, Wang Chen and Wang Wen fried a pot of pickles, and then filled one bottle with a bottle of malt cream. Wang Chen made a bottle of oil chili with a small can of bottle, and the smell came out as soon as the oil was poured.

Wang Wen, who was arguing for food, was also put in a bottle. The two brothers and sisters received three yuan of living expenses from Huang Wenyu.

The cost of living is actually the money to buy stationery. If there is a power failure, we also need to buy candles.

Wang Wen pouted and felt that his family was starting business now, and his mother was a little stingy when she returned three yuan.

Wang Chen quickly pulls her away. Huang Wenyu is probably on fire at the moment. He dares to ask for money, isn't he?

Besides, the money at home is used for business. Sooner or later, it will be changed into medicine. It will be sold out.

After taking the money, the two brothers and sisters sat at home and waited for other partners to gather, and then went to school together.

Sure enough, before three o'clock, Zhao Ping and Liu Tao came with schoolbags on their backs. Not only did they come, but they also came along with some herbs to sell.

After finishing weighing and taking the money, a group of people marched toward the school in a big way.

Zhao Ping held a yellow wattle stick in his hand. It was long and thin. Two symmetrical twigs were left at the thick end, and half a foot was left behind as the handle. When he waved it in his hand, it was accompanied by the harsh wind.

Wang Chen felt that there was something wrong with the goods. He had brought them with him in the last school, so he naturally stayed away from him.

Zhao Ping saw Wang Chen dodge, "Brother, do you want to play? This is the treasure I found this morning. Do you think it looks like a big sword?"

After saying that, he also learned to dance from the action dance on TV, but Wang Chen looked like a draught.

"No, no, play by yourself!"

Wang Chen expressed that he was afraid, but he had better stay away in case he was injured by mistake.

The big sword is not suitable for you to play now. It's growing!

Wang Wen also hid far away, "Zhao Ping, you are a melon child. You also bring a stick to school. Aren't you afraid to make contributions to the teacher? Be careful that the teacher uses this stick to beat you!"

Zhao Ping didn't care and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? I'm sure I won't take the stick to school. I'll hide when I get there."

After saying that, the goods also made a lonely look like snow, "If I didn't blow with you, if I had this stick in hand before, the rape in the two mile area would not survive tonight. I just hurried to school, or I would show you how powerful I am!"

Wang Wen curled his mouth and pointed to the core of the problem

Watching Wang Wen and Zhao Ping bickering, Wang Chen tried to stay away from them as far as possible. It is estimated that there will be martial arts programs later.

Liu Tao is much better. This guy just sold the medicinal materials and bought several packs of spicy strips to take with him. He eats while walking, and he is still breathing cold.

"Diced meat, don't eat any more. When you finish eating this thing, light it up."

Wang Chen kindly advised.

Liu Tao doesn't care about that. His mouth is full of hot sticks, and the oil in his mouth flows to his chin.

"Don't worry about it, brother. My biggest dream before was to buy a lot of spicy noodles when I made money, and eat enough at one time!"

After saying that, I think it can't express his determination. "This life is perfect until I can't shit!"

Wang Chen: "..."

Teenager, you really have strange bones!

There is a doggerel in Yizhou that describes that the road is difficult to walk and has no name, but Wang Chen still remembers the content.

The uphill foot pole is soft, and the downhill foot pole is short, so it is easy to walk on even roads, and it is difficult to turn in corners.

Although it is nonsense, it is no doubt that the mountain road here is difficult.

Wang Chen's home is close to the road. Although it is easier to walk than the path, it also has to go uphill and downhill to turn.

Moreover, the road has not hardened at this time, which is extremely dusty.

Encounter goods like Zhao Ping and Liu Tao, get the dust and dust together to make a small sharp point, and then run up and kick it up.

Wang Chen used to play like this, kicking out more dust than anyone else, and the dust flew far away.

But now I don't play. As a reborn person, I should pay attention to my identity.

Several people fought and clamoured forward. Occasionally, there were classmates who lived in the same direction on the road. More and more people gathered, and finally a large crowd of people came to Wu.

When Zhao Ping and Liu Tao saw more people, they began to get rusty. They bragged about how much money they had earned and how many snacks they had bought in the past two days, and they were stunned by other teenagers.

Those who wanted to be more vivid ran to Wang Chen and asked him. Wang Chen was naturally not afraid of many people. He patted them on his chest and promised that it was true.

Not surprisingly, by the time we got to school, these guys basically knew about collecting herbs at home.

Wang Chen watched more and more leeks, and his heart was also happy. The green light was really dazzling!

As the only middle school in the town, Wang Chen's school covers a large area of about four or five acres.

There are two stone lions at the school gate, which are carried from the grave of the landlord and the rich man. They look very ancient, but they always feel a bit scary.

There are not many buildings. One teaching building, one teacher's dormitory, and two rows of old classrooms are converted into student dormitories.

Juniper and plane trees are also planted sporadically in the corners. The flowers in the flower beds are all contributed by students, such as ophiopogon japonicus, peony, chrysanthemum, and peony.

The only teaching building was built the year before last. It has three floors, four classrooms on each floor, and several laboratories and warehouses on such a small scale. It can be seen that there are not many students.

The playground was not hardened either. It was all paved with ashes contributed by the teachers. When the students stepped on it again, it was no worse than the cement floor.

The only disadvantage is that it can't rain. When it rains, it will be muddy.

The students' dormitories are all houses with earth walls. The lime on the walls has almost fallen off, and the doors are broken.

If it rains heavily, it rains heavily outside, and light rain falls inside.

Wang Chen and his classmates were in good time. In the past, the seniors had to prepare their own beds and chairs for class.

Now they just prepare their own quilts. In order to avoid being stolen, they have to schedule two students every week to guard the bedding.

Wang Chen stood at the gate of the school, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar school, he could not help feeling a bit.

When I was young, I was so stupid that I wanted to grow up!