Rebirth to 90s: Start from Scratch

Zhang Qianxiu went to sign up after all.

After eating, Zhang Qianxiu, Ge Qingshan, and Zhang Aibing went together.

The registration process went smoothly, all the necessary materials were available, and the money to be paid was not bad, and the procedures were completed quickly.

After all the procedures were completed, Ge Qingshan took Zhang Qianxiu directly to the principal's office.

The principal is called Liang Xingxue, a man in his early fifties, a little bald, wearing a pair of glasses, and full of the breath of intellectuals.

This was just beginning of school, Liang Xingxue's work was also relatively busy. When Zhang Qianxiu and the others went, there happened to be a school office staff reporting the situation.

When Liang Xingxue saw Ge Qingshan, he immediately asked the staff to go to work first. He stood up with a smile on his face and walked up: "Old Ge, you are here, please sit down! Two people, sit down!"

Liang Xingxue was busy pouring tea again.

"Old Ge, you come here once, but let our school shine!" Liang Xingxue said with a smile.

Looking at the expression on the principal, Zhang Qianxiu was also a little surprised at the identity of the master. Liang Xingxue was also the principal of the County No. 1 High School at any rate, and his status was not low. To calculate it, he should be at the same level as the head of the Education Bureau.

Ge Qingshan pointed to Zhang Qianxiu and said: "I didn't want to cause you trouble. This is my apprentice, Zhang Qianxiu, a freshman in your first high school. For some reason, he doesn't have time to come to class, so I have to trouble you and give it to him. Convenience."

Without saying anything, Liang Xingxue said immediately: "No problem, it is our honor for the students of Old Ge to come to us."

"When you are divided into classes, leave a place for your old senior students in the top class. As for the time of class, you can arrange for your little brother. If there is anything you don’t understand, you need to make up the class. Even if you say, I will follow Teacher says."

Zhang Qianxiu became more and more surprised. The No. 1 Middle School sometimes accepts some related households, but under normal circumstances, these students simply cannot enter the top class. The top class is the place where the teachers of the No. 1 middle school are the most concentrated.

And before Ge Qingshan had spoken, Liang Xingxue had already agreed to arrange for the teacher to make up lessons.

Although Zhang Qianxiu does not need a teacher to make up lessons for himself.

Ge Qingshan waved his hand: "If you make up a lesson, you don't need to deliberately arrange it. I know that some teachers in your school run their own cram school. If he can't keep up, I will let him enroll in a cram school by himself. You only need to make a little arrangement for his class time. Just a moment, I came to you, there is something wrong already, and I asked you to arrange this, arrange that, the mistake can be even greater."

Liang Xingxue hurriedly said with a smile: "Old Ge joked, our education work is also to train the next generation for the country. It is our duty to teach every student well!"

Ge Qingshan nodded slightly: "This is true, and I hope you can take it as a warning in the future! Okay, as school just started today, I won't bother you much, and leave first."

"Ge Lao, then you go slowly, I will visit Shudetang another day." Liang Xingxue immediately stood up, nodded and bowed to each other.

After waiting for Ge Qingshan and others to walk away, Liang Xingxue sighed, swallowed again, rubbed his hands, and went directly to the Academic Affairs Office.

The dean of the Academic Affairs Office and Liang Xingxue are old friends, and they speak more casually: "Lao Liang, what kind of wind is this that blows you over? Are you so leisurely today?"

Liang Xingxue was not in the mood to joking, and said solemnly: "Old Chen, remember a person's name, Zhang Qianxiu, and he will be assigned to the top class at that time, and he will say hello to the top class teacher. From now on, Zhang Qianxiu will teach normally. If he doesn't come, don't worry about it. Try to take care of his study progress. If you don't have enough time for class, you will find a way to make up lessons for him."

The dean of the Academic Affairs Office was taken aback. Moreover, he took such care and asked doubtfully: "Lao Liang, what is the background of this Qianxiu?"

"Old man Ge's apprentice." Liang Xingxue took a breath and said: "Old man Ge came to me in person, and I almost didn't get frightened at the time."

The dean of the Academic Affairs Office changed his expression slightly: "Master Ge from Shudetang?"

"Who do you think it is?" Liang Xingxue couldn't help but muttered: "Old man Ge's apprentice, if he pursues an official career in the future, he has a boundless future."

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Zhang Qianxiu and his party went downstairs. For the first time, Zhang Qianxiu became curious about the identity of the master, but the master didn't say anything, nor was he embarrassed to ask.

Zhang Aibing was still a little confused at this time. He originally thought that this matter would be very troublesome, but he didn't expect to say a few words and it would be over.

Especially when the principal said that he wanted to put his son in the top class, I was even more happy.

As he went downstairs, a voice came: "Grandpa Ge, Uncle Zhang!"

The three of them looked back and saw that it was Su Yuwei, jogging over and carrying a schoolbag, which looked heavy.

Ge Qingshan stopped, his face showing kindness: "Have you finished signing up?"

"The morning report is over. There are a lot of things at school. I went to get the book ahead of time. Hehe..., I won't use it for the next two days." Su Yuwei said, stuffing the schoolbag to Zhang Qianxiu: "Help me take it, it's so heavy!"

Zhang Qianxiu was carrying his schoolbag, and it was indeed not light. It is estimated that there are still ten or twenty catties.

"It's better if you are young! Energetic." Ge Qingshan said with a smile.

"I think Grandpa Ge is good for you, you are at ease." Su Yuwei said and looked at Zhang Qianxiu, and said, "Will Zhang Qianxiu come to school, right?"

"He is still young now, whether he comes to school, he is old-fashioned at a young age, and that's not good." Ge Qingshan said.

"I think so!" Su Yuwei said, turning her head and said to Zhang Qianxiu: "Xiaodi, my name is Sister Acoustics."

"Girl!" Zhang Qianxiu said with a smile, "How did you think about it this morning?"

"It's boring!" Su Yuwei felt that Zhang Qianxiu didn't listen to her and felt bored.

Su Yuwei went back to Shudetang with him. When Hu Jine saw Su Yuwei, he was very happy, and pulled him to talk.

Zhang Qianxiu was a little speechless, feeling that he was not so close in the eyes of his mother.

After staying in Shudetang for a while, I rushed to pack the lottery ticket.

Because I signed up to study today, Zhang Qianxiu would definitely not be able to go to boarding, and I can't stop going to school in the future. I still have to go to school every other day. This way, the time will be even more busy.

Zhang Qianxiu pondered for a while and planned to buy furniture in the afternoon.

In Zhang Qianxiu's opinion, buying furniture is a very simple task. Give them money when they see it, and let them move back.

But when I saw it, I realized that the current furniture is actually not good-looking, and there is almost nothing I like.

The two families in the county town who bought furniture went around, but finally returned empty-handed.

Seeing that Zhang Qianxiu came back so soon, Su Yuwei did not buy anything, so she made a suggestion: "If you can't buy what you like, then ask someone to do it. You can do whatever you want. No one cares about you when you are a dragon chair."

Zhang Qianxiu thought for a while and felt that it would be good to do it by himself. He nodded and said, "Then I will go to the market and buy some wood and make my own furniture."

Zhang Qianxiu drove to the timber market again.

The timber market in the county town is not small, it is almost becoming a small market. The main reason is that farmers now have no economic resources. Apart from crops, they can only go to the mountains to chop down trees and sell some game products. However, these are still prohibited. Yes, there are not many people who can do it.

The location of the timber market is also relatively biased, and there are not too few people. Many of them are wood scalpers.

The market sells pine, cypress, cedar, chrysanthemum, and bamboo. The price is not expensive in Zhang Qianxiu's opinion. A big tree is only a few dollars, and the thick-armed bamboo is a few cents a piece. You can make a set of furniture. In fact, it doesn't cost much.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know much about what kind of wood to use to make furniture. After asking a few people, I found that everyone said that both fir and pine wood can be used. Then pine wood can be used. Anyway, I don't know how long it will take.

Zhang Qianxiu is very casual about buying this kind of things. Most people who come to sell lumber sell one or two pieces and carry them on their own.

Zhang Qianxiu asked about the price casually, and gave him almost the price he shouted, and negotiated so that they could help send it. From the beginning, he decided what kind of wood to buy. In less than ten minutes, he had already bought seven or eight pieces.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know how much he needed to use, and he was ready to gather seventeen or eight roots and go back.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't make a counteroffer like this. He bought the wood when he saw it were straight and big. The price was almost 20% higher than the usual price. A lot of people immediately surrounded him: "Little brother, do you want me, the wood? Package delivery! Cheap price."

"Boss, my fir, good furniture."

"boss……"

Zhang Qianxiu was a little depressed when he was surrounded, and shouted: "I want pine wood, and no others. I'm sorry everyone! Let us let us let us let us."

Everyone shouted a few words and saw that Zhang Qianxiu had no intention of letting go, so they dispersed, regretting that they didn't carry the pine to sell today.

The crowd dispersed, and occasionally there were people who came up to ask questions. There were pine trees. Zhang Qianxiu just looked at it. As long as he met his requirements, he would buy it.

"Boss, do you want me to have red sandalwood?" an elderly voice came with a slightly cautious voice.

Zhang Qianxiu looked back and saw that he was an old man in his eighties, rickety with his back, holding a small wooden stick in his hand. There is a fork on the top of the stick, which is shaped like "Ya". Many people buy trees. People would take this kind of stick, and on the way to carry the tree, they would use the stick to rest on the tree for a while when they were tired.

Zhang Qianxiu didn't know the price of rosewood at all, but this did not prevent him from knowing the price of rosewood.

In the last life, Zhang Qianxiu saw news that some of the small-leaf red sandalwood from Brother A San had sold for hundreds or even thousands of dollars per catty, and a ton was worth several million.

This solid wood furniture, any stool weighs more than ten kilograms, right? That's tens of thousands!

In the previous life, Zhang Qianxiu had complained about it, and ordinary people couldn't understand the life of a rich person.

Now that Zhang Qianxiu heard that there was red sandalwood, he was also very curious: "Old man, where is your tree? Let me see."

The old man led Zhang Qianxiu to look at the tree. When he reached a corner, the old man said to an old woman sitting on an old wood: "Old woman, get up and let the little boss look at the tree."

The old woman hurriedly stood up trembling, Zhang Qianxiu hurriedly reached out and held her hand: "Be careful."

Zhang Qianxiu is really afraid of her falling over this old woman's silver hair.

The old woman said with a smile, "Hidden, thank you! It's okay, look at the wood, look at the wood."

"Good!" Zhang Qianxiu turned his head to look at the red sandalwood, but he was still very disappointed in his heart. The wood is gray and gray, and it looks like the old wood that has been placed for many years.

The wood is not too big, about the size of a bowl, and not very long, about two or three meters, obviously sawn off.

As far as this looks, I don't want anything worth millions of dollars a ton, but I still feel disappointed in my heart.

Zhang Qianxiu had never seen red sandalwood in his previous life, let alone the finest red sandalwood in red sandalwood. He actually didn't know whether it was red sandalwood or not.