Reborn 1980 The Thousand Gold Peasant Girl

Chapter 181
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Wen Xiaoyan bought a chicken from the market and returned to the small shop. Although the New Year was over, there was still a lot of money Ning Qiu gave her.She still remembered Ning Qiu's instructions to buy some meat dishes for sister Xu to cook from time to time.

Sister Xu is good at everything, but she is usually too frugal.It was only later that I found out that she wanted to save money to buy a house.Although it is convenient to live in Ning Qiu's store, it is not a long-term solution.

Sister Xu said that people must have their own nest, otherwise people would say that the golden nest and silver nest are not as good as their own dog nest.Besides, she still has a child, and Xiao Miao grows up year by year. Sister Xu hopes that her daughter can have a room of her own in the future.

Wen Xiaoyan was very envious after hearing this, if her mother could treat her so well, maybe...

Just looking at the ground in front of her toes, Wen Xiaoyan was thinking as she walked.

Suddenly a shadow appeared in front of her, blocking the sunlight in front of her, and a pair of shiny black leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.

Wen Xiaoyan raised her head slowly, and in the backlight she saw the boy raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently at her.

"Wen Xiaoyan, long time no see."

The calendar turned to 93, and Ning Qiu was 15 years old.

93 seems to be a good year, and the three dessert shops in Luoyang are booming.The farmer's market at home has expanded again, and the business is still booming.According to this situation, it is estimated that the loan will be repaid this year.

Wen Xiaoyan entered the second year of junior high school, her grades were stable, and she seemed to become more cheerful and optimistic.

Every two or three months, Ning Qiu would write a letter to Mu Ye, telling him about his recent situation, and asking about the machine by the way.Mu Ye did indeed send her a lot of information, including the price of the machine.

Seeing those prices, Ning Qiu only felt flustered.Even if she pays off the loan and re-mortgages, it is estimated that she will not be able to borrow so much money.Soon Ning Qiu thought of a solution, he could buy several of them first, and then develop step by step.

With a goal, there is motivation. Without delaying her studies, Ning Qiu quickly hoarded funds.

On September 1993, 9, Ning Qiu successfully entered the third year of high school.

By the way, this kid Yun Yuanchu was admitted to the Public Security University in the imperial capital.

"Those policemen are so useless! I am worried for them! I think I must be better than those people as a policeman!" These were the boy's exact words.

Having said that, that school is not easy to take the exam, and the requirements for scores are very high.

However, Yun Yuanchu's college entrance examination results were only five points behind the top scorer in the provincial college entrance examination. With a gap of five points, none of the top three scored.But it was also the well-deserved No.1 of the Ninth High School, which made that kid so embarrassed at the time.

On November 11 of the same year, accompanied by Uncle Ma, Ning Qiu went to the bank to pay off the loan.Not to mention how light it feels to be debt-free.

In December, the Farmers Market underwent a second expansion.The family restaurant has also become famous in Fuyuan County, and the size of the store has also doubled.Under Ning Qiu's suggestion, they undertook the banquets for weddings and funerals.

Ning Qiang is studying accounting at night school, and wants to help his parents after graduation.

In January 1994, with capital invested by Ning Cheng, Xiashan Village was established, Xiashan Village Joint Stock Company.Although Ning Qiu felt that it was perfunctory to directly transfer the name of the village, he really couldn't find a more suitable one.

Of course, the general manager is the village head Zhang Changwang, and every villager in Xiashan Village is a shareholder.

The company hired professional and technical personnel to make unified planning for the village and teach villagers scientific and effective planting methods.

In May 1994, Ning Qiu was two months away from the college entrance examination.

"I can not make it……"

Zhao Yanan stared at the ceiling with straight eyes.The hand holding the pen trembled slightly, almost foaming at the mouth.

"Me too, I feel disgusted when I see the test paper now, what should I do!"

"Stop talking, I'm going to throw up if you keep talking."

Complaints abounded in the small building, several girls were either lying on their stomachs or staring up at the ceiling in a daze, all of them had nothing to love.

However, there was another one who maintained a normal sitting posture, kept writing on the test paper with a pen in his hand.This person is not Ning Qiu, but Yao Hanxin.

"You can't take it with just this amount of measurement? Hey...it's a good thing you didn't come to our class." Yao Hanxin said while shaking her head, as if she had come here.

"What happened to your class?" Zhao Yanan asked.

"Speaking out will scare you to death! Our class has to double the number of questions! And the difficulty is much higher than what you are doing now."

"No way! Could it be that your class teacher wants you all to go to the school in the imperial capital?!"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be the school in the imperial capital. Anyway, I hope that some of us can rank in the province."

"terrible……"

Ning Qiu smiled and put down the pen, "Okay, I'll cheer you up, what do you want to eat?"

Zhao Yanan jumped up, "Can I order?! Can I make whatever I want?!"

"Of course, tell me! What do you want to eat?" Ning Qiu waved his hands boldly.

So many delicacies popped up in Zhao Yanan's mind, sweet, spicy, and crispy, and he didn't know which one to choose for a while.

Just when she was struggling, Zhang Chenhong who was next to her took a step ahead. "I want fried chicken! Just the kind you made last time."

"Yes! I want to eat too!" The others also echoed.

"Okay."

A few months ago, the gas was turned on in the small building, and Ning Qiu remodeled the kitchen by the way.Now there are pots and pans in the kitchen, and there is a double-door refrigerator.

"However, the fried chicken has to be marinated, and it will take about an hour before it can be eaten."

"Just wait, isn't it just an hour?"

Ning Qiu went to the kitchen to marinate the chicken, and the girls also put down their pens to take a break.

Huang Li asked, "Has your class prepared for the cultural performance in a few days?"

Zhao Yanan glanced at Ning Qiu in the kitchen, and replied casually. "The monitor of our class played and sang by himself."

Yao Hanxin raised her eyebrows, "So good?! Playing the guitar?"

"No, it's a piano!"

"Oh... I see, it's the pushy Huang Peipei, right?"

"Yes! That's her! Do you know what she's going to sing?"

"what?"

"The sound of the waves is still the same, it is the song that is very popular now."

"Oh, I have."

Ning Qiu refrigerated the marinated chicken, and just heard an ear when it came out.

"What is the sound of the waves still, novel?"

The girls were dumbfounded, "No way, Ning Qiu, you don't even know this!?"

"Know what? Should I know?"

"The sound of the waves is still the same, it is a very popular song now! It can be heard in the streets and alleys!"

I heard Sun Juan over there already humming, "The crowing of the moon is always a thousand years old, and the sound of the waves still does not disappear from the original night..."

Ning Qiu frowned and gave a two-word evaluation.

"Good soil."

For her strange aesthetics, several friends are no strangers to her.

Although Ning Qiu's aesthetics made the friends feel helpless, but her craftsmanship definitely grasped the stomachs of several people.

A fried chicken was gutted by six girls. If the bones were edible, Ning Qiu felt that they would never leave them.

The art performance in the third year of senior high school is a tradition of the Ninth Middle School. Firstly, it is to let the senior high school students get a temporary relief from the huge pre-exam pressure, and of course it is also a farewell to their alma mater.

At that time, senior one and senior two students will also come to watch, in order to motivate the students of the two ages.

The cultural performance was arranged on Saturday afternoon. Considering that tomorrow is Sunday, the two classes on Friday afternoon from senior one to senior three will arrange some irrelevant content.

After lunch, in the classroom of Class 3, Senior Three, everyone was reading books, memorizing questions, and brushing test papers as usual, doing what they should do, except the monitor, Huang Peipei, who was not in the classroom.

(End of this chapter)