On Saturday, the story of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" finally ended with Huang Rong, disguised as a beggar, teasing the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River.

The classmates, including Teacher Xiao Han, laughed out loud at such an interesting plot. Chengwenge's laughter was the most special, like a "quacking" duck mixed in among the chickens.

There was nothing I could do about it, he was three years older than most of his classmates and his voice had already changed.

In the past, whenever he made a sound, it would cause laughter, but now it is no longer the case, the whole class already recognizes him.

Because a few classmates who were bullied actually came to him, and the results were very good. In front of the tall Cheng Wenge, the bully chose to be soft and apologize, and there was no need to fight violence with violence.

Classes 3 and 4 and 3 and 5 now have a harmonious relationship, and they crowd together when listening to stories, making the other classes in the third grade envious.

Teacher Xiao Han is so happy. The reason is very simple. Class 3 and 5 have been ranked first in the third grade for one and a half semesters. It should be a great thing for the students to follow a class like this.

The two monitors, Zhang Chunmei and Shen Xiaorong, had more contact with each other and gradually made friends. Now they talk about everything.

Shen Xiaorong became more and more interested in Huang Han, especially after learning that in this midterm exam, Huang Han was only one point lower than herself.

She often inquired about Huang Han's situation with the class leaders in Classes 3 and 4. She already knew that Huang Han had to sell tea eggs at night to supplement the family income. It was incredible to learn that Zhang Chunmei actually took two female classmates to help.

She secretly thought, is it appropriate for a little boy to sing "Velvet Flower"? Is it possible to sing it almost as well as in the movie? Could it be Zhang Chunmei bragging for Huang Han?

After she found out when Zhang Chunmei and the others went to wait for Huang Han at the entrance of the cinema, she made a plan in her mind and planned to go to the entrance of the cinema in the evening.

It's just that her parents are busy at work, and it's hard to say whether they have time. It's just a luxury to expect her father to take her out on the streets. There are only a few times in my memory, so she can only discuss it with her mother.

Huang Han sang "Olive Tree" yesterday, and it was really popular. He came up with the idea of ​​attracting customers by singing songs that were difficult to hear on the radio, and gained the confidence to maintain the business of selling tea eggs.

I believe that even if someone soon comes to sell tea eggs in front of the cinema, I don’t need to worry about competition.

First of all, there is no price competition. Even if other tea egg sellers only sell them for 4 cents each to grab business, don’t worry.

After all, there is a singing bonus here, and a penny will not cause most people to watch, listen to the song, and then go to the side to buy other people's tea eggs.

This is actually the benefit of not having huge profits. People who just started doing business are all poor. They are forced by life to make a little money. The profits are already very meager and there is basically no room for price reduction.

No one will complain about losing money to suppress competitors, and no one can lower costs anymore.

Even if there are more people selling tea eggs in the future, they will all rely on their abilities. Huang Han believes that with the popularity he has accumulated, it won't take long to sell 150 tea eggs at night.

The newcomers are selling tea eggs in front of the cinema. Maybe they don’t dare to show up to grab business when they are selling. They should wait until they are sold out in a few seconds before showing up.

This is not to be taken for granted. Families that are reduced to selling tea eggs cannot be awesome. They should be disadvantaged groups. How can they dare to bully the market? It is common sense to make a little money by taking advantage of the popularity.

If Huang Han was not a time traveler, this family would definitely belong to the vulnerable group. It would be too slow to hide from trouble, so how could he dare to stir up trouble?

If someone really uses rogue tactics, someone from the Liu family who lives behind Huang Han's house works at the police station. His son-in-law is the police station instructor, and he manages this area of ​​the city.

There are not many reasons to arrest people these days, and the economy has not yet begun to develop. At this time, the police at the police station cannot be a protective umbrella for evil forces.

As long as Huang Han identifies the other party as responsible for the attack, he will have a witness.

For this kind of little gangster who has no family background but dares to fight fiercely, the police station will deal with it immediately.

Huang Hancai is in the third grade. He is short with thin arms and legs. He is not in a hurry. He patiently accumulates wealth and waits patiently to grow taller and stronger. He also uses this rare opportunity to study again to make his foundation more solid.

He is still reading and practicing calligraphy. Today, of course, the content of his calligraphy practice is the lyrics of "Olive Tree". In the evening, Huang Han is going to send a few copies of the lyrics to a few repeat customers.

With the teacher's tacit permission, and with the hints of the squad leader and class cadres, the students in the two classes who listened to the story had long been accustomed to bringing some small gifts to Huang Han to express their gratitude.

It is no longer limited to snacks, stationery, homework books, and even blank paper can be used as gifts.

Huang Han's current classroom has many different letterheads and various work diaries. It is estimated that the parents of his classmates brought them home from work, but he doesn't know whether they are receiving them or stealing them.

To say stealing is too ugly.

This is not surprising, "everyone can take it" is not a lie.

Most of the paper and work diaries used by students during this period came from the public sector and came from the workplace of the students' parents. I believe that those born in the 1970s who lived in cities should have this memory.

During this time, Huang Han practiced calligraphy and there was never a shortage of paper for wrapping tea eggs.

Cheng Wenge saw Huang Han sitting next to him today. He talked a lot and praised the taste of crayfish. He told Huang Han that his father just invited two colleagues to drink at home last night.

Cheng's mother cooked two kinds of meat dishes and a few vegetables. Unexpectedly, everyone loved crayfish, and basically didn't use chopsticks for other dishes.

Finally, the two uncles asked him where he could buy such delicious crayfish.

Of course, Cheng Wenge proudly told his two uncles that this thing was impossible to buy and was a gift from his best friend.

In fact, after talking for a long time, Chengwenge didn't even get to the point.

That was because his parents strongly requested Cheng Wenge to invite Huang Han to his home on Sunday. Cheng's father and Cheng's mother had already started to prepare.

Huang Han is so popular that today's classmates not only know that he is a great storyteller, but also know that his academic performance is among the best in his grade.

Birds of a feather flock together, and now Huang Han is often surrounded by good students, most of whom have bars on their arms.

Cheng Wenge had begun to worry about losing this friend whose grades were out of reach. He basically did not take the initiative to talk to Huang Han in school. Instead, Huang Han took time to come to his seat every day to help him solve problems, recite texts, and chat a few words.

Seeing that Chengwenge was hemming and hawing as he spoke, Huang Han was very surprised and asked:

"Cheng Daxia, you are acting strange today! We are all best friends, do you need to hesitate when speaking in front of me?"

"Am I still your best friend now?"

"This is false. I don't count that boy Liu Xiaoming. He is my neighbor and I grew up together. I count you in school."

Cheng Wenge was very happy after receiving the reconfirmation. He said: "Then your promise to go to my house tomorrow must count, right?"

"Chengwen Pavilion, there is no need to be like this. Have you ever heard that the friendship between gentlemen is like water? There is no need to be so deliberate when I go to your house to have fun and have a meal!"

"My parents have prepared it at home and will cook many delicious dishes for lunch. Unfortunately, they cannot make the most delicious crayfish. But the sweet and sour pork ribs made by my mother are really delicious."

This kid was stubborn, and Huang Han knew he couldn't refuse anymore, otherwise it might hurt his self-esteem.

I had no choice but to agree: "Okay, you will pick me up at nine o'clock tomorrow, but you have to tell your parents that there is no need to prepare anything specially. You can eat whatever you have at home."

"Don't worry about it. I can't control it. I can't help them if they want to do it."

"By the way, does your dad like to eat crayfish?"

"I like it. After my two uncles came home yesterday, my father praised me for making him look good, and asked me why I thought of bringing back such delicious food.
Chapter completed!