Pingjiang is a flat city. The vast plains give it almost infinite development space. The city's buildings expand in all directions, so that the city center is quite sparse.

The wind is very strong in the city. No matter which intersection you stand at, you can feel the wind coming, as if standing in a wave of air. Vehicles that do not abide by traffic rules and pedestrians that do not abide by traffic rules are rushing around like rolled up sand and stones.

Yang Rui walked down the round-head commuter car, feeling the chaotic wind, and seeing the chaotic streets. The tricycle that solicited passengers and the cargo truck were blocking in front of the bus station, and grabbed the passing people to bid; the gangsters in jeans or green army pants stared at the crowd with their glasses, grabbed the apple of a vendor and stuffed it into their mouths; the two to four-story buildings were scattered around, and they could see the dry clothes, green plants and pigeon cages.

What is interesting is that the styles of clothes people wear are surprisingly consistent, and the colors are mostly gray. Think about it carefully, the same is true for Xixian and Xibao Town, but because there are fewer people and fewer spacious commercial streets, it is impossible to feel them.

Occasionally, a girl in a red or yellow dress will pass by, regardless of her appearance and figure, which will make people shine.

This is a gray city.

Gray air, gray street, gray clothes, gray bicycles, gray vehicles, gray buildings, gray mood and gray sky.

The noise in his ears and the chaos seen in his eyes made Yang Rui frown. Apart from its huge scale, Pingjiang was not as prosperous as the county towns in later generations, but more chaotic and dirty than the county towns in later generations.

"It's better to live in the countryside than living here." Yang Rui rubbed the black gray, shook his head, and found a tricycle to go to No. 1 Middle School in the city.

Resource cities have never been a livable place, but wealth is often gathered. From time to time, you can see several cars that are obviously individual on the road. Most of them are military signs, but the people inside often cannot see any soldiers.

Privileged cars are the symbol of the times. In days when there are no private cars, if you don’t find a powerful license plate, the problems you encounter when driving will be much more troublesome.

The tricycle pulled Yang Rui directly to the No. 1 Middle School guesthouse, which was only one step away from the No. 1 Middle School gate. You can check in as long as you have a letter of introduction from a national unit.

Shi Gui trotted to greet him, smiled and took Yang Rui's bag, and said, "It's not easy to walk on the road? I always say that people who build roads have never been repaired. I have already booked the room. You can rest for a while and I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Don't worry, you can get the documents and go to the bus station to pick up the books. There are our books in that book pavilion?" Yang Rui relaxed a little, handed the pickup order to Shi Gui, and began to observe the surroundings.

In terms of sales ability, he may not be as good as Shi Gui, but his vision is at least not bad.

The advertisements outside the book pavilion were very conspicuous, but the colors seemed to be as gray. Because of the scarcity of colorful pigments, Yang Rui did not consider this layer when designing the poster at the school. He thought that the provincial capital would at least be as brilliant as ordinary cities in later generations, and felt that gray advertising paintings were not bad.

I never thought that the current provincial capital would look so dilapidated.

Shi Gui didn't feel any problem and said with a smile: "Everyone with big pictorials sells new concept English. I have sold nearly 200 books in the past two days, so the sales volume has increased a little."

"Did you name the Great Pictorial?"

"It's very conspicuous when Boss Jia from this book Pavilion is not there? Many students come to see the paintings on it, and as they look at them, they buy one."

"Yes, it's just... it should be more conspicuous. I brought a new ad, which added the slogan of the second volume of the new concept English. Let's buy some bright watercolors and crayons, and make the ads colorful at night."

Shi Guild stopped and said, "Is it necessary? The advertising is good now."

"We have to tell you that the second volume of the new concept English has arrived. Our situation is bad enough. If I don't find a way to expand sales, I can't hold on." Yang Rui said half-jokingly, and said, "I owed the bank 12,500 yuan before printing the second volume of the new concept English. It's what you said, I can sell 500 copies every day."

"Ah...yes, that's right." Shi Gui couldn't help but tremble when he heard 12,500 yuan. It was not worry, but trembling with excitement.

According to profit sharing, if he could really sell 20,000 new concept English, he would say he could make at least 1,000 yuan, but it would be a lot of money.

There are people selling watercolor pens and crayons near the school. The two spent a night decorating the drawing paper brought by Yang Ruixin into colors.

The next morning, Shi Gui rode a tricycle and started delivering goods around.

Pingjiang is a big city, but this is from the perspective of the 1980s. At this time, Beijing was only on the scale of the Second Ring Road, and the capital of Hedong Province was so large that it was just that walking could not be used as the main mode of transportation.

Yang Rui was waiting in the book pavilion closest to No. 1 Middle School, chatting with Boss Jia while waiting for the arrival of sales time.

This is a brand new experience, a bit like waiting for students to come to the door after posting small advertisements, but it is not the same, because the current work is not familiar to him.

He is familiar with teaching and biology. He can copy and write textbooks while copying, but he doesn't know about sales.

Fortunately, the red characters "New Concept English Volume 2 Arrived" played a role.

When noon came, without Yang Rui shouting, a student came to the door and asked: "Where is your new concept English volume 2?"

Yang Rui immediately gave it to him.

Jiefang Printing Factory is an old factory. The printed "New Concept English" is a white paper with a few big words in New Concept English on the cover, followed by the notes in the first or second volume. The inner page is also the simplest typeface, which looks ordinary.

The student who got the book read it for a while and asked, "Is it true?"

"The content is true." Boss Jia replied with a smile.

The student showed a stern expression and began to look down, obviously trying to confirm the content.

Even the new concept English is priced at 80 cents, which is a weekly consumption for ordinary students. You have to understand it before you can buy it.

However, there are very few textbooks and tutoring books nowadays, and the choices of students are far less abundant than those of later generations.

As more and more students read books, the book pavilion was surrounded by people.

But no student paid.

Yang Rui's expression became more and more serious. For him, this was definitely not a good phenomenon. He not only wanted to sell the books, but also wanted to sell the books quickly.

If the students here are hesitating whether to pay, maybe they can guess whether most students are hesitating whether to pay.

"Please give me a new concept English volume 2." Another girl with her schoolbag came to the book pavilion. She lowered her head and said, then looked at Yang Rui quietly from the corner of her eyes.

There are fewer TV and TV programs nowadays, and there are fewer live events, so there are not many opportunities to meet a handsome guy.

Yang Rui was very proud. We worked so hard to run bench presses, just for a good figure? So he smiled and then reached out to get the book.

Then, I caught the empty space.

"Sorry, all the books are here. Just wait a moment." Yang Rui pointed to the people around him, with a smile on his face. Seeing the young and cute female student always makes people feel better.

"It's okay, I'll wait for them to finish watching." The female student smiled shyly at Yang Rui, then took a shy step back, and inadvertently swept her eyes at the others.

A boy closest to her seemed to feel the pressure, looked around, looked at the book in his hand, and suddenly said, "So many people?"

"Well, have you chosen?" Yang Rui said angrily.

The boy glanced at the bookshelf in the empty book pavilion, glanced at the cute girl who was "eyed" and suddenly made a decision: "I bought it, is it a 8 yuan?"

"right."

"To you." The boy paid Boss Jia, and he held a book on the second volume of the new concept English, turned around and left.

The young and cute girl turned her eyes and glanced at the girl on the right.

As if it was a chain reaction, the girl who was staring at her decisively took out one yuan 8000 and gave it to Boss Jia, put the new concept English in her bag and quickly left.

One student after another started paying, but no books were returned from beginning to end.

Maybe some students want to wait, but seeing that the "New Concept English Volume 2" in the book pavilion fell into the hands of other students, no one was willing to return it.

More and more students decided to pay, and some people discussed buying together, but no matter how they decided, no one handed the book back to the book pavilion.

"Didn't you have any books?" The cute girl mustered up the courage and asked Yang Rui directly.

"Sorry, I prepared a total of 30 books today, and I thought there were quite a few. If it was sold out, you can come and have a look in the afternoon." Yang Rui felt excited when he said this.

Shi Gui found about 40 book kiosks to distribute the goods in total, each book kiosk of 30 books. If all of them were sold, it would be 1,200 books. Even if this number was half discounted, it would perfectly meet Yang Rui's requirements.

What's more, maybe I can sell some books in the afternoon.

Soon, all the new concept English volume 2 sold out. Someone naturally picked up the remaining new concept English volume 1 and asked, "Is this a set?"

"Yes, the first volume of the new concept English is more suitable for beginners. It is from the simplest word part to the difficulty of the second grade of junior high school, and the second volume is probably the difficulty of the high school." Yang Rui explained briefly.

The talking boy accidentally opened the white paper, quickly turned back halfway, and started to read it carefully.

Gradually, more and more people picked up the first volume.

As Yang Rui said, the most suitable volume for students is the first volume of the new concept English. Especially if students lack a foundation, reciting or reading the first volume will have good results.

Although some students gave up on buying the first volume—they felt that the first half was too simple to waste, some students still started buying the first volume.

When the flow of people became sparse, only a few books remained in the first volume of the unsold new concept English that Boss Jia had.

"Sold it!" Yang Rui sat on the stool with his last person away. He felt more laborious than doing two sets of experiments, but he was in a very refreshing mood.

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Chapter completed!