Reborn in the red age

Chapter 110 Professor Wang, do you think we have to pay the fee?

After listening to Qingfeng Li's explanation, the expectant looks in their eyes dimmed.

Looking at the patches on the two people's clothes, Li Qingfeng still sympathized with them. After thinking about it, he decided to tell them a way to make money quickly: "If you want to make money, you don't have to stick to translation. There are many other jobs that are not as profitable as translation." There are few ways, but you just need to be willing to show your face."

"What way? My wife and children don't have enough to eat at home, how can I care about my face? As long as it doesn't break the law, I dare to do anything."

Hao Aiguo is the most in need of money. He still has a wife and two sons to support in the countryside. Without him as a strong laborer earning work points, I don’t know what his mother will do this year.

Li Sanxi next to her had almost the same idea. Both of them stared at Qingfeng Li with bright eyes, waiting for Qingfeng Li to speak.

Seeing the two people's eager looks, Li Qingfeng didn't hold back and directly said his own way: "I wonder what you two think about repairing other people's home appliances?"

"Repair home appliances?"×2
The two looked at each other, wondering what Qingfeng Li's words meant.

Among the remaining three people who had been listening, Song Youwei heard what Li Qingfeng said and couldn't help but said: "Is what you said feasible? Nowadays, people are not rich, how can there be so many appliances for repairs? ah"

"Yes, why do I feel that repairing home appliances is unreliable? Besides, we don't know how to do it." Zhang Dayong also agreed.

Glancing at the five people who were puzzled, Li Qingfeng smiled and lit a cigarette, and then started to talk about the secrets inside: "Don't look at Sijiu City as a small place. There are many poor people in other places, but Sijiu City is really No, there are still many radios and TV sets in Sijiucheng now."

"Since it is an electrical appliance, it will break down. There are not many home appliance repairmen nowadays, and many of them keep their own identities. They only want to keep company, and will not go out on the street to start repair business."

"There were so many televisions and radios distributed in the past few years. Repairs and assembling books. If you go to someone to borrow them or go to the library to search, you will definitely find relevant books. Today's home appliances are simple in structure, and most of them need to be replaced if they are broken. Just the accessories. Since you guys can go to college, I believe you can learn how to repair it soon."

"This is a legitimate way to make money. You get a handicraft meal. You can get a few yuan for repairing a radio. As for a TV, the income will be even more. You have to pay for repairing a TV." It’s about ten yuan”

"As long as you are willing to put aside your face and go down the street to ask for door-to-door repairs, there will be no business. In my opinion, this is much faster than being a translator, and it doesn't take much effort. You can get started after reading a few books."

After Qingfeng Li finished speaking, several people fell into deep thought, sitting on the bed and thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

"I have never seen a TV, and I don't dare to let anyone repair it. What if someone makes me pay for the repair?" Li Sanxi weakly asked a question of her own.

Hearing this, Qingfeng Li smiled: "What did he ask you to pay for? The thing is already broken, even if it hasn't been repaired, why should he ask you to pay for it? I'm not afraid of this matter even going to the police station."

After a few people thought about it, the more they thought about it, the more they felt that this thing was more reliable. At least it was much more reliable than translation. They could make a lot of money by relying on their craftsmanship, and there was no risk.

After some discussion, I decided to do it. I will go to the library to read tomorrow and go out on the street to shout.

The sudden resumption of the college entrance examination not only left no time for students to prepare, but also insufficient preparations on the part of colleges and universities.

When the class officially started the next day, the textbooks had not been distributed yet. They were all mimeographed handouts printed by the professors themselves.

The classroom was full, with more than 40 students holding handouts and looking at the teacher on the podium with burning eyes.

Wang Fuzhi looked at the eyes of the students who were eager for knowledge, and his passionate pride burst out from his old body. Even with a head full of white hair, his voice was still powerful in class.

The students in the classroom were listening carefully and taking notes seriously. Even Qingfeng Li was pretending to take notes in his notebook.

Jingle Bell,
After the get out of class bell rang, Wang Fuzhi did not leave the classroom in a hurry, but stood on the podium waiting for students to come up and ask questions.

The students did not let Wang Fuzhi's hopes be disappointed. One by one, they picked up the notes in their hands and gathered around Wang Fuzhi to ask questions about their doubts in class.

Li Qingfeng looked at the studious students and sighed deeply. This was the first class. Is it necessary to take such a test?

Universities in this era are real universities, with a strong learning atmosphere. Walking in any corner of the school, you can see students studying seriously all the time.

All books in the library will be emptied before noon. If you want to borrow the books you want to read, you have to queue at the door at six o'clock. After seven o'clock, there will be a long queue at the door of the library.

The teachers these days are also good teachers. In the evening, teachers and professors will come to the dormitory to preach and teach everyone. Sometimes when people come together, the dormitory directly becomes a classroom and they teach everyone in the dormitory.

Qingfeng Li slept in the dormitory of the Department of Humanities and Physics because he was a scrap material, so he was able to escape at night.After four days of burning the midnight oil, Li Qingfeng finally translated the basics of the computer book.

"Don't call me. I translated until midnight last night. I'm so sleepy now. Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll do morning exercises with you." In the morning, he felt someone calling him in front of his bed. Qingfeng Li muttered a few words in a daze, then turned over body and continued to sleep.

Nowadays, the country advocates a balance between work and rest. The body is the capital of revolution. Colleges have to run and do exercises every morning.

No matter whether it is winter or summer, you have to run around Weiming Lake every morning. You will be given a ticket for every run. If you don’t have enough tickets at the end of the term, credits will be deducted.

Hao Aiguo, the eldest brother in the dormitory, saw Qingfeng Li lying on the bed unable to get up. He shook his head helplessly: "Qingfeng, you haven't done any exercises for three days in a row. If you continue like this, your credits will be deducted at the end of the semester."

"It's okay, I'll work for our professor and let him solve the credit issue for me when the time comes," Li Qingfeng said vaguely without even opening his eyes.

Seeing what Li Qingfeng said, Hao Aiguo couldn't persuade him anymore. He shook his head, put on his shoes and ran downstairs with the others in the dormitory.

Listening to the slogans while jogging downstairs fading away, Qingfeng Li took a deep breath, curled up and continued to sleep.

When they came back from running, Qingfeng Li had just gotten up, put the translated manuscript into his bag, and ran to the cafeteria with his roommates in the dormitory.

Looking at Hao Aiguo who was reluctant to buy a bowl of porridge, a steamed bun, and even a side dish in the morning, Qingfeng Li sighed deeply. He didn't know when the big brother's hard life would end. He hoped to wait until the weekend. Maybe he will have good luck.

Seeing the bell ringing for the end of get out of class, Old Man Wang was still writing furiously on the blackboard on the podium. Li Qingfeng felt anxious in his heart. Little old man, please finish it quickly. I am also anxious to go to the toilet and talk to you about the royalties. .

He wanted to remind him, but looking at the hungry classmates around him, Qingfeng Li couldn't open his mouth and could only wait for Old Man Wang to finish speaking.

The class dragged on until the bell rang. Li Qingfeng looked at Old Wang's leaving figure with a sad expression, and picked up the books for this class from his bag again.

Fortunately, Comrade Jiang didn't drag the class. Qingfeng Li, whose bladder was about to explode, waited for the bell to ring, put the textbooks on the table away, and ran to the toilet with his body bent.

After coming out of the toilet with a happy face, Qingfeng Li straightened his clothes and walked towards Old Man Wang's office at a fast pace.

At this time, Old Man Wang was discussing teaching issues with the class teacher Jiang Yiping. When he saw Qingfeng Li coming, he quickly let Qingfeng Li in.

"Professor Wang, the basic computer translation has been completed. Do you have time to look at my translation now?" Li Qingfeng took the translated manuscript out of his bag and handed it to Wang Fuzhi respectfully.

Hearing that the computer basics were completed so quickly, Wang Fuzhi raised his eyebrows in surprise. After happily taking over Qingfeng Li's translated manuscript, he asked Li Qingfeng to sit down and rest for a while while he took the manuscript and started to compare it. stand up.

Qingfeng Li and Jiang Yiping did not dare to disturb Wang Fuzhi who was reading the manuscript, so they could only sit awkwardly on the sofa.

Waiting is always boring. After sitting for a while, Qingfeng Li wanted to find something to do for himself. I don't know what Qingfeng Li was thinking, but he actually took out his cigarette case and gave it to Jiang Yiping.

Jiang Yiping was obviously stunned when he faced the peony cigarette that was handed to him. He didn't expect that a student would dare to hand a cigarette to his class teacher.

He glanced at Qingfeng Li displeased, stretched out his finger and tapped Qingfeng Li a few times, then took the cigarette, and the two of them smoked in silence in Wang Fuzhi's office.

About an hour later, when Li Qingfeng was impatient to wait, Wang Fuzhi finally finished the inspection and closed the manuscript with satisfaction.

"Qingfeng, your English is really good and your translation is really good. It has completely reached the level of a professional translator." Wang Fuzhi closed the manuscript and came to the sofa with a smile and patted Qingfeng Li on the shoulder, writing in his eyes Full of appreciation.

Jiang Yiping was the first batch of college students after the founding of the People's Republic of China. They studied Russian and their English level was not high. When they heard what Wang Fuzhi said, they quickly said happily: "Oh, really, then this is really a good thing. From now on we will No need to trouble teacher, you can come and translate for us yourself.”

"Yes, with a talent like Qingfeng, I will be able to offload my translation work in the future and devote more time to teaching." Wang Fuzhi nodded happily, thinking that he would have more time to teach students. And feel happy from the bottom of my heart.

Seeing that the teacher and the student were openly talking about putting more burdens on themselves in front of him, Li Qingfeng felt that he needed to remind them that he was not free: "Teachers, I'm sorry for the translation. No objection, but Professor Wang, look at this, should our fees be settled?"

While talking, Qingfeng Li rubbed three fingers and signaled Wang Fuzhi to give him money.

(End of this chapter)