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Chapter 8 Is this really the 1990s?

“Isn’t it a bit too much?”

After Song Xiaodan left, Shen Jiannan, who had not worn his pants, lay in the quilt and said to himself.

Even he did this today and felt it was a bit unauthorized. As soon as he got it done, he asked him for money. He always felt that it seemed a bit different.

However, Shen Jiannan soon put away this meaningless idea. Since Song Xiaodan agreed, it only means that he was very satisfied with his service last night.

"I have to thank that bowl of mutton soup, which is even better than the legendary spicy hot pot."

"Just treat it as a transaction!"

Shen Jiannan, who took shamelessness to the extreme, soon felt at ease. Anyway, everyone is adults, and nowadays, he pays attention to equality between men and women, so it is not reasonable for him to work hard to get rewards for his service.

He got dressed and got up, but when he pulled up the bedding and was about to fold it, Shen Jiannan couldn't feel at ease.

Not pretending.

Shen Jiannan raised his lips and raised a smile, a smile that was both complacent and self-deprecating.

"The essence of value is quantitative existence. It is a quantitative thing, existence, and fact that is universal in nature and human phenomena. As the category of quantitative existence, it has the highest universality and generality, so it is not wrong to say that value is quantitative value.

So what determines the value?

value.

Theoretically, value is the value expressed by various equivalent standards or exchange standards, such as cost, replacement cost, market price, etc.

The value is reflected in the socially necessary labor in the commodity, and its final amount depends on the amount of socially necessary labor time required to produce the commodity. So theoretically, things that are not processed by human labor, such as air, are of no value even if they have value in use to people.

However, in fact, the final decision when determining the amount of value does not depend on factors such as its cost, so the philosophical concept of value is a pseudo-concept."

In a classroom at Huahai University's economics major, Shen Jiannan stood on the podium in neatly dressed in Zhongshan outfit and talked happily.

His smile is like spring breeze, and his powerful tone makes people believe everything he says, so no one finds that this guy doesn't even take textbooks, and no one will know that the words in his mouth are all fallacies.

“Why do you say so?

Have you ever heard of Clivia in Changchun a few years ago?”

Under Shen Jiannan's question, a girl in the middle of the classroom raised her hand excitedly, and she looked anxious and wanted to speak immediately.

"I would like to invite this classmate to speak."

Shen Jiannan smiled and said to the girl who raised her hand.

The girl with her hands raised her face turned red and then stood up immediately, and she said.

"My home is from Changchun. I was in the third year of junior high school at that time. My mother said that the lowest Clivia on the street was 1,500 yuan, and some varieties were 20,000 to 30,000 yuan. Once, I read a newspaper and saw that a crown car could not be exchanged for a pot of Clivia with the "phoenix crown" variety."

"What about now?"

"Now there are dozens of pots of Clivia planted in the yard behind my yard."

As soon as the girl's words fell, the whole class was silent for a moment.

The minimum basin is 1,500 yuan, some are 20,000 yuan, and some are 20,000 yuan, and some are exchanged for a car. Those dozens of basin are not worth at least 100,000 yuan.

"Tan Chunyan, is your family so rich?"

"I'll go, Tan Chunyan, your family is the landlord master."

"Does of pots, that's at least tens of thousands?"

“So rich.”

“…”

The girl who was talking about Tan Chunyan blushed and blushed was no different from cooked shrimps. She waved her hand and said anxiously.

"No, no, those were picked up by my father on the street later, and now no one wants a dollar or a pot."

"No one wants a dollar or a pot?"

"Didn't it mean that a basin is at least 1,500?"

"Why don't anyone want your family to grow so much?"

"My father said that the price was so high before, now I will raise it first. If I can sell it to half of the original price in the future, I will get rich."

“…”

The talk of talking made Shen Jiannan's eyes full of smiles. He liked this feeling of being a role model more and more. He waved his hand to stop the students' discussions, and Shen Jiannan spoke.

"According to my investigation, Clivia was just a common potted plant in some families in 1983, just like the wild chrysanthemums on our campus, but the price rose all the way in the next two years. During this period, the role of Clivia was not other than ornamentality. The planting cost was no different from that two years ago. A touch of soil and a bowl of water could be planted.

So why does it soar to a sky-high price without fundamental changes? And why does it become worthless from a sky-high price without fundamental changes?”

Quiet, extreme quiet.

Why did Shen Jiannan’s two make the students in the class look at him without blinking?

Everyone wants to know this answer, and everyone knows what it means behind the meaning it represents.

But at this moment, a crisp ringtone rang.

"Dang, dang, dang..."

"Students, today's course ends here and is over now."

boom!

Frying the pot.

"Teacher Shen, don't finish the get out of class first, you're telling us."

"Yes, Teacher Shen. Let's talk about it."

"Teacher Shen!"

“…”

The boys in the class looked at Shen Jiannan with a pleading look, and some bold girls rushed to the podium in a coquettish manner and muttered to him to talk again.

The boy was directly ignored by someone. The eager eyes of dozens of girls, the coquettish actions and charming tone made someone blink and blink. They were all beautiful flowers blooming, and they could also be said to be the highest-quality girl of this era.

"Teacher Shen, don't get out of class first!"

"Teacher Shen, let's talk about it again. Why has the fundamentals not changed? Prices have changed so much."

Shen Jiannan's stagnation made some students more bold. Two girls with sweet appearances and trendy dressing simply grabbed Shen Jiannan's arm and shook it.

"Didn't it mean that girls in the 1990s are very conservative? Didn't it mean that girls in the 1990s are very subtle?"

The delicate and boneless voice and the swaying of his arms made Shen Jiannan wonder if he had traveled to the fake 1990s. His hot attitude made him feel a little overwhelmed.

He quickly broke free from the pairs of arms that were holding his own, and Shen Jiannan escaped from the classroom as if he was running for life.

"Ha ha...."

"Teacher Shen is shy."

"Ha ha......"

"Is this really the nineties?"

"Damn it, no wonder Sister Furong would say that the principal would let go of that girl. If I hadn't been determined, I would have fallen. It was so stressful to be a teacher!"

"Xiao Shen, it's over! Come to me for tea when you have time."

Shen Jiannan, who had just walked to the stairs on the second floor of the teaching building, suddenly heard a sound coming from downstairs. He looked at him in the sound and felt a sudden suddenness in his heart.

A tall and burly figure was walking down the last stairs downstairs, but only looking at the back Shen Jiannan could guess who it was. Tang Jiefang, the principal of the school. The only one with erect hair in the school was Principal Tang.
Chapter completed!
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