Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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The freshly released mathematics classification exercise book caused quite a stir in West Castle Middle School.

Others have also seen the fresh classification methods that the principal Zhao Dannian saw.

Not only the students in the Huilu class, but also the freshmen of the first and second grades of high school, and even the teachers of the school, all tried their best to find the mimeographed papers and copy them down seriously.

In the second week, students from several nearby township middle schools traveled long distances just to copy a copy of the exercise book.

Yang Rui knew that this was a student or teacher who went home on the weekend and spread the news.

Regardless of the lack of communication equipment nowadays, the delivery of certain messages is not slow at all. Things like this can improve the success rate of exams. In the eyes of many people, they are like the elixir, even if they don’t need it. To inform relatives and friends' children quickly.

However, the excitement of other people did not affect Yang Rui. He still carried out his plan unhurriedly, running every morning to exercise, reading English in the morning, copying something during class, or mailing it out, or giving it to Wang Guohua and the others. Mimeo, gather together to teach and solve doubts in the evening.

Among them, he puts the most emphasis on physical exercise, followed by self-study of English and problem-solving teaching, and he puts the last position in copying articles for money.

In this life, Yang Rui didn't want to waste it. Before the high-calorie food invaded the canteen, he tried to develop six-pack abs that he could not even think of before.

As for making money, although Yang Rui has some ideas, he lacks the basis for putting it into practice and can only accumulate first.

Fortunately, it is not an environment where money is all-powerful at the moment, and the pressure to make money is far less than that of a postgraduate student.

Moreover, the stores of state-owned enterprises are small and cramped, and the poor service environment makes shopping a tedious and even painful thing.

Private transactions in real estate are not yet allowed, and there is no stock regime to allow people to invest. Although the policy of opening stores and factories has been loosened, it is still quite risky in the Mainland. If not, you will go to jail.

Yang Rui's goal of making money is only to improve his life, at best, to improve the teaching environment in the township.

To achieve the former, one article is enough.

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Yang Rui’s first manuscript fee comes from "Mathematics for Middle School Students", a popular science book newly launched in 1981. It is mainly readers of middle school students and middle school mathematics teachers. The threshold is low, but the number of lines is not small, and it is a middle school. Directly managed by the Association, a national journal sponsored by Beijing Normal University, the remuneration for a thousand-word manuscript has reached 25 yuan, which is in the middle of popular science magazines.

Yang Ruibiao's "A Brief Talk on Common Most Value Problems in Analytical Geometry", with a total of remaining characters and graphics, finally received a total of 22 yuan for the manuscript.

At this time, the average worker’s monthly income is only 30 to 40 yuan. Yang Rui’s weekly living expenses are 2 yuan plus 7 catties of food stamps. Among the students, he is already a local tyrant. 22 yuan is equal to his three-month food expenses. Quite a lot.

From this day on, Yang Rui did not hesitate to change his lunch to a small restaurant in Xibao Town.

People in 1982 did not know how to use cooking oil for cooking. Genetically modified, clenbuterol, and other products that modern people talk about do not exist. In small restaurants, even clear oil, fatty meat and seasonings are put. It's very economical.

In the eyes of Wang Guohua who eats, this is absolutely stingy, but in Yang Rui's eyes, it is a very healthy way of eating.

If he wants to exercise, he has to consume a lot of protein, and the school cafeteria does not provide much food at all except steamed buns and vegetable soup. As for the taste, it is even more incomparable.

Yang Rui only went there for two days, and the boss remembered this handsome young man who wanted meat dishes for every meal, but only needed lean meat and not fat.

On the third day, when Yang Rui came back alone, the boss prepared the food and brought it out by himself. After putting it on the table, he smiled and passed a cigarette, and said, "Little comrades come to work in the town? City people?"

Yang Rui shook his head, pushed the cigarette back, and said with a smile: "I am a student above. I haven't worked yet and I don't know how to smoke."

"It's better not to smoke. It's better not to smoke." The boss smiled and put away the cigarette, and then asked: "Then you are a new transfer student?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Students from the middle school in the township, there are only a few people who have money to eat in our restaurant. They are not the same as yours. Didn't we just meet each other? I guess you are from outside." The boss is a little bit. Small belly, habitually patted, at the age of about 30, only one line of eyes squinted.

Yang Rui picked up the bowl, took two bites of rice unceremoniously, and said, "I have made some money recently, so I will improve my food."

"Then you can make a lot of money." The boss's eyes lit up, and he poured a cup of tea for Yang Rui, pushed it to him, and said with a smile: "His surname is Shi, it's noble, it's okay to call Lao Shi or Gao Zi."

Yang Rui frowned and put down the bowl, thinking: Your surname is Shi Gui, who runs a restaurant, and let me call you Lao Shi...

What's wrong...

The boss looked at his expression and smiled helplessly: "The name is from my parents, and I can't help it. No, I've been thinking about finding other ways recently, this little brother, what ways are there, please give me some advice, I I will never treat you badly."

This can also build relationships...Yang Rui smiled admiringly, and honestly said: "I published an article in a magazine, and someone paid the manuscript fee."

The boss looked at the dishes on the table. One meat and one vegetable were served with rice. It costs 3 yuan, which is only a week’s worth of meals in ordinary people’s homes.

In the town, people who run transportation make a lot of money, but when they come to the restaurant to order food, they dare not say that they want meat every time.

The boss couldn't help but said in surprise: "The cost of manuscripts is so high."

"It's quite a lot." Yang Rui took two mouthfuls of rice, and after swallowing it, said: "Multi-words, 22 yuan, just enough to eat for a week."

The little boss stopped patting his stomach immediately, and said carefully: "You have made 22 yuan, so are you going to eat it all in a week?"

"How about it?" Yang Rui took it for granted. He was originally a fat man with no flesh and no pleasure. Now he is physically strong and consumes more. From a nutritional point of view, to maintain muscles and body lines, it is even more difficult to eat badly.

The little boss was stunned by what he said, and after thinking about it, he said, "Otherwise, it's not good to put the money in the bank?"

"Save it and wait for inflation." Yang Rui shook his head disdainfully, sympathizing with the little boss's financial management. The year 1984 is coming soon, and there will not be many families with half of the asset value remaining.

The little boss talked about inflation twice and patted his head and said: "The inflation you mentioned is a capitalist thing. Our country has neither foreign debt nor domestic debt. How can there be inflation."

Yang Rui laughed dumbly, but he couldn't refute it after thinking about it. What they are talking about is the standard propaganda caliber of the country. It is really not easy to refute it with the domestic framework. If it is not based on the domestic framework, it is to find trouble for yourself.

Therefore, Yang Rui smiled altogether, and ate his head.

Seeing that he stopped talking, boss Shi Gui stood up embarrassedly, took two steps, then turned his head, and said, "Little comrade, will you continue to eat tomorrow?"

"Eat." Yang Rui was increasing the amount of exercise, and there was no oil and water in his belly.

Boss Shi Gui silently clenched his fist, but said: "I think it is troublesome for you to come over to eat every day. Otherwise, what do you want to eat, write a list, and I will deliver it to you at noon every day for five days."

Yang Rui raised her head in surprise: "You mean, delivery?"

"Well...it's almost what it means." The little boss was thinking about the meaning of takeaway.

Yang Rui said strangely: "Are you not in trouble?"

"If you make money, you can't be afraid of trouble." Boss Shi Gui put his belly up and raised his head.

"Is this what you just thought, or did you do it before?"

"Isn’t there no fixed customers before." Shi Gui was a little embarrassed and touched his forehead and said: "People in the town love to go to the People’s Restaurant for meals. They are not as delicious as I do, but they are state-owned and the storefront is more beautiful. , People think there is face..."

Yang Rui looked around. In a small restaurant with a total of five tables, the curtain was still greasy, and it was indeed indistinguishable from beauty. Of course, in his opinion, the people's restaurant in the town is not much better.

Shi Gui didn't wait for his answer, and asked in a low voice, "Well, little comrade, why do you love to eat in my restaurant?"

"You don't receive food stamps." Yang Rui said of course. The small restaurants in the town can buy agricultural products that don’t require a ticket from the farmer’s market. As long as you give a little more cash, you can save food stamps. They are also more competitive than state-owned restaurants.

Shi Gui patted his thigh and said, "Yeah, I still don’t charge food stamps or extra money when I deliver food to you. You only need to book for five days with me... for four days, and I will give it to you on time every day. The meal is delivered, covered with a quilt to ensure it is warm."

He thought Yang Rui was worried about asking for more money.

Yang Rui stopped his chopsticks and said, "Then you have to make sure you are more attentive than what you are doing now."

"That's for sure."

"Can you get beef?" Beef is the representative of high-protein and low-fat. It tastes good. People who practice martial arts in ancient times and people who practice muscles in modern times like it.

"Beef...yes, it's expensive." Shi Gui said a few words, a little hesitant.

"According to today's amount, you give me a meal of beef every day, and I will set it for one month." Yang Rui took out the remaining 14 yuan from his pocket, took more than one piece of change, and kept the rest. 13 yuan was shot on the table and said: "This is a deposit."

Shi Gui quickly put it away, and said, "If you want beef, you will get 3.5 yuan per meal."

A tin of canned beef is only two dollars and eight, three or five dollars a meat and one vegetarian can be described as a luxury.

However, Yang Rui nodded, thinking that he still had a steady stream of manuscript fees.

After the first takeaway contract was negotiated, Shi Gui excitedly went to get paper and pen and asked Yang Rui to write the menu.

Yang Rui looked at his back and felt very moved. This man with a bad name had the thinking of the trendy of the times.

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