Rebirth in 1984, starting from beekeeping in the mountains

Chapter 82 Are you using this to seduce people? (Subscribe)

On the dead-end road shrouded in darkness.

This dark, thin and wretched figure finished his speech three times in a row.

He immediately handed over something that looked like a magazine, turned on the flashlight, and shone it over.

With this photo, the picture immediately appeared.

It is indeed a magazine, but it is not a single magazine, but a collection of pages, and they should all be just the covers of the magazines.

It is printed in color, and both the paper and the color printing technology are quite crude.

As for the color printed pattern.

They are all beautiful women with seductive postures and revealing clothes.

It is far from the standard of later generations.

But in this era, it is indeed a strictly forbidden picture.

Looking at the text on the cover, most of them should be from Hong Kong, but a small part is from Japan!
As soon as this scene appeared.

Wang Tong, the hot-blooded rookie, suddenly widened his eyes, then immediately turned his head to the left as if he had been electrocuted.

But this end was tilted.

But with the corner of my eye flashing, I couldn't help but secretly glance over here.

Watch this scene.

The dark, thin and wretched figure chuckled: "These are just some of them. If you want to read them, you can order them. They are only 60 cents a copy! I guarantee you will enjoy them if you buy them!"

As he spoke, he pulled Fang Hongan and Wang Tong towards the stall.

But I never expected that a hand would suddenly reach out.

Then, a disdainful voice sounded coldly:

"That's all? How dare you say that?"

The dark, thin and wretched figure froze, and he looked over in surprise, and saw Fang Hongan raising his eyes and looking at the magic weapons for attracting customers in his hand with a look of disgust.

Without waiting for him to speak, Fang Hongan's sarcastic voice sounded again: "If I'm not mistaken! These are the ones you are most proud of! The ones that are ordered at cost are much worse in quality than these! You are just selling sheep's heads and hanging dog meat!"

"My……"

His trick was exposed, and the dark, thin and ugly stall owner was embarrassed and shocked.

I secretly thought that I had made a mistake.

Originally, I thought these two hot-blooded country bumpkins were obviously from the countryside.

At this age, if the family conditions are not good, he probably hasn’t even found a wife yet.

Just right for slaughtering!
Unexpectedly, the black guy was still okay, but the guy in front of me, his tone was too full of contempt.

Listen, that means he doesn't think highly of this stuff at all.

the other side.

Looking at the stupid, skinny, and wretched stall owner and Wang Tong in front of him, Fang Hongan smiled faintly and was ready to end this farce.

These days, it seems that this is all the Emperor's uncle can do.

If we go deeper, this wretched stall owner might not be on this dead-end road anymore.

For someone like Wang Tong who has never seen the world, the lethality is indeed very strong.

For someone like him who has lived two lives, even the skin and fur defense cannot be broken.

Seeing the dark, skinny, wretched stall owner looking cute and dumb, Fang Hongan deliberately teased him and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother! Listen to me, these are too boring! If you have connections, find someone to go to Yangcheng or Pengcheng and find a way to get some of the magazines that Amei secretly sent over, and print according to what is on them, it will be much more exciting than these!"

After saying that, Fang Hongan prepared to leave.

When the dark and thin stall owner heard this, he suddenly pulled Fang Hongan back and said, "Amei's? Yes! Yes!"

Having said that, he immediately turned around and ran to his stall to start looking through things.

After a moment, he brought out a pile of books, picked up one from the pile, and then rushed back quickly.

Excitedly, he turned on the flashlight and shone it again.

As a result, when Fang Hongan took a look, he found that this was indeed Amei's, but it was indeed a black girl, and the mark was made with black ink.

Immediately, he couldn't help but curl his lips in disdain again: "Who likes to look at black girls! You should look for those with blonde hair, blue eyes and big waves! That's more eye-catching!"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

"Brother, you are right!"

The wretched stall owner nodded repeatedly, muttering, "Why didn't I think of that! Judging from how good this black girl is, if it was a blonde..."

"hiss!"

He couldn't help but gasp, his face full of anticipation!

Seeing his increasingly wretched face, Fang Hongan grinned and was about to leave.

I glanced in the direction of the wretched stall owner's flashlight that was shining on the ground, and was involuntarily attracted by a book that flashed past my eyes.

He turned his gaze back to the book.

The book is very thick and is about the normal 32-page size.

At the top is a row of English letters, and further down is a row of large characters on the cover: "Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary of Modern English-Chinese"

Fang Hongan's heart moved, and he retracted the step he had taken.

1984 was the eighth year since the resumption of the college entrance examination.

This year, the biggest challenge for high school students actually comes from the sensational changes last year.

In 1983, an announcement from the education department listed English as a college entrance examination subject for the first time.

With this as the guide, English has become a compulsory foreign language course almost all over the country.

Hunan Province is no exception.

The sudden change is undoubtedly a huge challenge for high school students studying in remote mountainous areas in poor areas like Xin County.

The lack of teaching staff, learning materials, supplementary teaching materials, etc. has caused a huge gap between the English scores of students in these poor mountainous areas and those in developed areas.

Of course, Fang Hongan knew all this clearly, not because he wanted to take the college entrance examination.

He didn't even finish junior high school, and even after being reborn, he never considered going to college.

The main reason he could think of these things was because he had a brother-in-law who was in high school.

Fang Hongan's father-in-law has five children, and his wife Lan Wenxiu is the fourth.

After Lan Wenxiu, she had a younger son.

She is three years younger than Lan Wenxiu and is currently in her second year of high school.

Compared with the elder brother-in-law who looked down upon Fang Hongan from the beginning, this younger brother-in-law has always had a pretty good relationship with Fang Hongan.

When her father-in-law's family opposed Lan Wenxiu's relationship with him and did not allow her to see him, it was through this brother-in-law who secretly sent messages to maintain contact between the two.

That's how the two of them overcame numerous difficulties and finally got together.

Fang Hongan's brother-in-law is not only a nice person, but also has good academic performance.

Except English, of course.

Oh, in fact, his English level is among the best in the whole school.

But this excellence was only limited to the rural high school he attended, where even his English teacher found it difficult to speak a long English sentence fluently.

Not to mention compared with big cities like the provincial capital Xingcheng, it can't even be compared with county towns.

This is quite distressing for my brother-in-law who has always wanted to go to college.

In his previous life, after his wife died, Fang Hongan lost contact with his brother-in-law.

It was only by coincidence that we met later at a construction site in the same city.

After some inquiries, I learned that this young man, whose eyes were full of hope, unfortunately failed the exam because his English score was too poor.

I repeated the exam for several years but still couldn't get past that level.

After several setbacks, he became a frustrated mud worker with no light in his eyes.

……

The first time I saw this "Oxford Modern Advanced English-Chinese Dictionary".

Fang Hongan thought of his brother-in-law.

With the experience of his previous life, Fang Hongan knew very well that in a situation like his brother-in-law's, it would be helpful if he had some tutoring books or reference books for self-study.

It will definitely be helpful for improving his English performance.

Last year, the news came that English would be made a compulsory subject in the college entrance examination.

The young man said so himself.

I want a dictionary reference book that I can use to study on my own.

However, this book is hard to find in such a remote mountainous area.

The young man could only sigh helplessly.

But now, I unexpectedly came across him at this black market stall selling the Little Emperor's Uncle.

Fang Hongan had never learned English in his previous life and knew very little about English books.

But according to his understanding, in this era, the value represented by the word "Oxford" should still be quite large.

On the other side, as soon as Fang Hongan stopped, the wretched stall owner immediately noticed it, and the wretched smile on his face immediately reappeared.

"Brother! What book have you picked?"

"If you don't like the atlas, I have a lot of good books here!"

He thought Fang Hongan was interested in a small banned book with pornographic words in its title, so he walked over and prepared to take it out and sell it to Fang Hongan.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hongan pointed directly at the Oxford Advanced Learner's Dictionary and asked, "How much is it?"

"You want this one?"

The wretched stall owner didn't expect that Fang Hongan wanted this book. He had picked up this book when he went to collect books from a family half a year ago.

When I collected the books, I paid more than ten yuan for a whole bag of books. After I came back, I found that the thickest book in the bag was this foreign book.

But he still cried out that he had been cheated. This book had been sold on the black market for half a year and no one had even glanced at it.

He always used it as a cushion on top of the bricks.

These are still on the bricks.

But when he met the buyer, the wretched stall owner couldn't tell the truth. He rolled his eyes and immediately said with a smile: "Brother, you have good eyesight! This book is..."

He had planned to brag about it in a mysterious way no matter what.

Unexpectedly, Fang Hongan didn't give him a chance: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a foreign language dictionary. If you can sell it, you would have sold it long ago! You use it as a seat cushion, and I'll just use it to hold the corner of the table. I'll give you fifty cents. If you can sell it, sell it. If not, forget it!"

Having said that, he raised his eyes and was about to leave.

"No!"

Seeing Fang Hongan's straightforward words and quick movements, the wretched stall owner quickly reached out to stop him: "Add ten cents! Just ten cents! How about sixty cents!"

"I can't give it to you!" Fang Hongan swept his hand away, "You can keep it as a cushion for sitting!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Fifty cents is fifty cents! Here you go!"

The wretched stall owner was afraid that Fang Hongan would regret it, so he turned around, took the book and stuffed it back to him.

Fang Hongan took the book and read it through. Seeing that the quality was better than he expected, he nodded and took out fifty cents and handed it over.

The wretched stall owner took the money and immediately smiled happily on his face.

He was ready to tear up a roll of cigarette out of this book, but he didn't expect to be able to sell it for fifty cents.

This was a big surprise for him.

(End of this chapter)