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In 1991, Nandu.

"The world passers-by are rushing and falling, and the grudges and resentment of life and death can see through the white-haired people; the world is rolling and infatuated, and the love is deep and dispersed, and sometimes, leaving half sober and half drunk, at least you follow you in your dream..." The deafening music came from the "Yanwu Card" recorder and resounded throughout Zaolin Street, Nandu.

This song is the main song of Hong Kong and Taiwan female singer Sally Yeh's latest album "A walk for a free time". It is now sweeping across China and is everywhere.

Accompanied by high-pitched music, the retro streets are lined with shops and pedestrians are rushing.

At this time, Baihe rented a bookstore---

"Uncle Mao, settle the score!" Chen Tianlang was wearing a sporty old school uniform with blue and white stripes, leaned comfortably against the wall, threw a snow-white "Ashima" cigarette to the owner of the rented store, and took out a handsome one and held it in his mouth.

Next to him, Chen Tianlang's two younger brothers, Fatty Guo and Wang Shitou, were like "Hmph and Ha". They strode forward and poured out all the martial arts novels and romance novels in the three schoolbags.

Fatty Guo’s original name is Guo Gang, and Wang Shitou’s original name is Wang Lei. Both of them are childhood friends who have played with Chen Tianlang since childhood, and are classmates. Therefore, they have a close relationship. Often, Chen Tianlang has some ideas, so he likes to discuss with them and go out to make some money and spend money together.

At this moment, on the counter, colorful novels piled up into small hills, such as Liang Yusheng's "The Crazy Warrior and the Ghost Witch", Wolongsheng's "Flying Swallow Shocking the Dragon", Gu Long's "The Two Sages", Jin Yong's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Hong Kong and Taiwan Qiong Yao's "Several Sunset Red", Sanmao's "The Story of the Abandoned Learning", etc., nearly a hundred copies.

The boss, Uncle Mao, held the black-framed myopia mirror on the bridge of his nose. He glanced at the 16-year-old boy who was not even full of hair and smiled and said, "It looks like the business is good. He has already drawn 'Ashima' for four or five yuan, but I still smoked 'Big Front Door' for one or two yuan."

Chen Tianlang raised his sword eyebrows, spit out a beautiful smoke ring, and smiled and said, "Count it, there are 100 books in total. According to what we agreed before, you rent me one dime a day, and the rent is paid one month. The total number is 300 yuan!" As he said that, he threw out a roll of big and small fur tickets tied with rubber bands.

Uncle Mao immediately took the money with a smile, skillfully untie the rubber band with his hands, spitted a mouthful of saliva on his hands, and began to count the money.

The maximum face value of the banknote is 10 yuan, and the minimum is only one cent or two cents. They are all wrinkled and dirty. I don’t know how many people have passed by, but Uncle Mao doesn’t think it is dirty at all. He dips his thumb from time to time, and his black and thin face is red and counts quickly.

"You are still capable, Tianlang! I will rent you one cent here, and you will rent it to those students for two cents. I will earn 300, and you will earn 300, and you will not even have to pay the capital!" Uncle Mao said sourly after counting the money.

Thinking of how hard I worked to buy new books, and then I was so tired that I placed it in a bookstore for rent like a dead dog, and I earned as much as this hairy child in a month, Uncle Mao always felt uncomfortable.

Chen Tianlang glanced at him and said to himself, I will make more money than you, old ghost.

It turned out that he did not rent these novels to school at a unified price of 20 cents. Chen Tianlang listed some novels with more "chewing" content separately and rented them for 30 cents a day.

For example, the fake Wolongsheng's "Evil Immortal Lu Piaopiao", "Yuhu Gorgeous Baby", "Jianghu Yanfuxing" and so on, these books are deeply loved by male students, "solving their worries" late at night, popularizing "physiological knowledge" and helping them "grow up".

Of course, as an excellent lessor, Chen Tianlang also considered the needs of girls' customers, so Aunt Qiong Yao's book "The Heaven of Fire" which is more "abusive" has become the key recommendation target.

Based on the occupancy rate in the past two months, this book "The Heaven of Fire" has become the romance novel with the highest rental rate for many girls. Any girl who has read this book is shy the next day, and she didn't even dare to read the handsome Chen Tianlang when she returned the book.

Of course, these are all small money, and for Chen Tianlang, the biggest income is the transaction of "hand manuscripts".

It’s very simple. Hire someone to copy some of the more “passionate” stories in some books, and one copy is sold for 50 cents.

Why did we start to eliminate those unruly students, and tore off the wonderful part of the book "Hmph Haha" in the book and take it out when we are "lonely". Later, Chen Tianlang felt that this kind of business had great potential, so he hired gunmen to copy it. Unexpectedly, he made more money than usual.

In other words, in fact, Chen Tianlang and his brothers made a total of more than 500 yuan this month, which was definitely a big sum in 1991.

You should know that in 1991, a factory with good performance in Nandu City had a formal worker's salary of only more than 130 yuan. A 100-square-meter ordinary house could be bought for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

A middle school student earns 500 yuan a month, and it will be absolutely scary to say it out.

After paying the bill, seeing that the time was almost over, Chen Tianlang threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his toes, and said to Uncle Mao: "Uncle, the books you have almost finished reading, it's time to buy more goods. Don't be reluctant to purchase goods, the more goods you make, the more you make."

"You kid, you have to teach this principle!" Uncle Mao looked through the rented books to see if there were any tearings inside. On the title pages of many books, he wrote in big red seals: Those who tear the books will die.

"Next time I will prepare some new ones for you, which are all good works by Hong Kong and Taiwan martial arts masters. I will surely be fascinated by you guys."

"Well, it's better to have more of the Hum Ha Books from Wolongsheng, which is easy to rent."

"I know it's easy to rent, but that kind of book is easy to teach bad people. It's okay for adults to read it, but it's not good for children to read it. What if something goes wrong if it doesn't hold it back."

"Haha, Uncle Mao, you are also a conscientious businessman. But these days, everyone is rushing to make money to do business, and there are also a few conscientious businessmen who are promiscuous. All businessmen are not traitors, and only those who are traitors can make money."

"Little bastard, what book do you read are full of bad ideas?"

"Didn't you read Li Zongwu's "Hao Hei Xue"?"

"If you don't go to school well, just read some messy books. Don't learn bad things from him!" Uncle Mao said to Fatty Guo and Wang Shitou with a smile.

"It's too late, uncle! We have been so bad with him that we are hopeless!"

"Yes, even if there is a magic pill, it can't be saved!"

"Okay, I'm talking for nothing." Uncle Mao showed an unspeakable expression, skillfully put thirty dollars in his pocket, and saved the private money for playing mahjong and ballroom dance, and gave the rest to his wife for the rest.

Chen Tianlang smiled. Uncle Mao was a typical bitch and wanted to set up a archway. If he really had a conscience, he shouldn't have entered the book of tracing from the beginning.

"Okay, Uncle Mao, we will leave first if there is nothing to do. We will wait until you buy the goods before coming. I wish you a prosperous business!" Chen Tianlang took a copy of Nandu Daily without paying, and smiled and took Fatty Guo and Wang Shitou to leave Baihe Bookstore.
Chapter completed!