Chen Qiang walked out of Chen Ruji's warehouse with the newspaper on his back.

The focus of the reports in several major newspapers today is still on the Central East Road incident. After Zhang Shaoshu of the Northeast took over the Central East Railway by force, the situation has become increasingly serious. The Soviet Union has not yet made any substantial moves, mainly because the Communist International holds a conference in Moscow.

For the Soviet Union, this was a united conference and a victorious conference, so there was no time to use force against the Central and Eastern Railway. Now that the meeting was over, the Soviet Union would inevitably spend energy to deal with this incident.

Chen Qiang is not a history student. He doesn't know this history, and he can't even explain the roughly process. However, he is in this era now and he also has newspapers in his hands, so Chen Qiang can learn from the newspaper what happened on the Middle East Railway.

"Oh!" Chen Qiang sighed, which was helpless against the country being bullied by the great powers, and he also lamented that the quality of newspapers was really poor in this era.

At this time, newspapers were printed on one side. The reason for printing on one side is that if the quality of the paper is not good, the characters will be penetrated to the other side if they print on both sides.

Of course, there are also papers that can be printed on both sides, but that is imported paper. Imported paper can be printed on both sides, but the price is about four times that of domestic paper. Using two sheets of domestic paper to print two single sides is cheaper than using imported paper to print on the front and back sides.

In 1861, before the publication of Shenbao was founded, the Shanghai Xinbao had the greatest influence and sales volume in Shanghai. Shanghai Xinbao used double-sided imported paper. After the publication of Shenbao in 1872, Shanghai Xinbao went bankrupt because Shenbao used single-sided paper and the price was only one-quarter of that of Shanghai Xinbao.

The industrial level of old China was not good, and even paper that could print double-sided newspapers could not be made.

Chen Qiang reads newspapers while selling them. The advantage is that he knows words and knows the contents in the newspaper, and can always sell the newspapers.

During lunch, Chen Qiang learned from a newsstand that the newspaper had started printing numbers again.

There are outs every day, which is not uncommon. When encountering emergencies, there may be many outs in a day.

When Mr. Sun Yat-sen was seriously ill, the whole country paid attention to him. The newspaper would print a copy of the number every hour. The content of the copy was whether Mr. Zhongshan used vomiting last hour, what was his pulse per minute, and how many breaths per minute were he breathing per minute, which was almost the live broadcast of Mr.’s condition.

Back to the point, Chen Qiang ran to Chen Ruji's gate as fast as possible. Like yesterday, there were nearly thirty newspaper boys waiting here, and new newspaper boys were constantly coming.

Everyone is not stupid. If you grab a single account, you can earn one cent more, and if you have more, you can earn two or three cents. If you have less money, you can earn more money quickly. Why not do it?

This time, Chen Qiang was ready to win the extracurricular position. He even arched his body slightly so that it would be faster when starting.

Finally, the door opened, and the newspaper boys rushed into the door in a mess. The situation was more intense than the large color TV that was snatched 10% off on Black Friday.

Chen Qiang has also taken out the sprinting posture of a 100-meter sprint.

Among the newspaper boys, the fifteen-year-old Chen Qiang is considered older, and Chen Qiang is from a rich family. With the genes of Shandong men, he is born taller than children from poor families. If he squeezes around among the crowd, his health will not suffer.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Qiang squeezed out of the crowd and ran towards the warehouse.

"Who is that? He ran so fast!"

"Why can't catch up with him? Why can't you run so fast?"

The newspaper boy behind wanted to catch up with Chen Qiang, but found that he was getting farther and farther away from Chen Qiang.

Sprinting is a skill. The speed difference between those who can run and those who can’t run is very big. Those ordinary people who have not received professional training will run for 100 meters, regardless of speed, they will run without technical content.

To put it another way, if there is no difference between professional athletes' sprint and ordinary people's sprint, then what else do you need to do?

Chen Qiang had already practiced sprinting, and after 100 hours of training last night, he was at ease when he sprinted. With a few breaths, Chen Qiang was the first to rush into Chen Ruji's sorting warehouse.

"I want two stacks!" Chen Qiang took out the money directly.

On the contrary, the warehouse guy was startled. He had never seen a newspaper boy running so fast. Everyone else was still halfway through, and Chen Qiang had already arrived.

"You're going to have the newspaper." The guy handed the newspaper to Chen Qiang, and asked, "You're running like a flying man, what's your name?

Chen Qiang comes here to go to the newspaper every day and is familiar with him, but the guy doesn't know what his name is.

But Chen Qiang knew that this guy's surname was Chen and was the owner of Chen Ruji.

"Brother Chen Wu, my name is Chen Qiang, we are our family." Chen Qiang immediately got close to this guy named Chen.

"So it's my family!" The guy's expression became much more kind, at least the original contempt in his eyes had been reduced a lot.

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Chen Qiang went home after selling out the account, more than an hour later than usual.

As the sky became darker, Chen Qiang lit the broken oil lamp, and the faint light illuminated the entire straw shed. Chen Qiang leaned on the grass and enjoyed the silence for this moment.

Chen Qiang suddenly remembered a scene in "Shawshank Redemption". The protagonist Andy helped the prison guards avoid taxes and then obtained some beer. Andy did not enjoy it. He just sat in the sunset and watched his inmate drink beer quietly, enjoying the false freedom.

Chen Qiang felt that he probably had this mentality now. In this strange era, strange places, and strange environment, he was quietly enjoying this false tranquility!

How can there be true tranquility in this chaotic world!

Chen Qiang sighed. He had no beer here, but there were four buns.

It is meat buns, vegetables and pork stuffing, and the cheapest one among all pork stuffing buns.

Today, Chen Qiang made an extra money and he added two cents. He bought four meat buns.

After coming to this era, he hasn't tasted meat!

Chen Qiang took the bun and bit it down, and the oil and water rolled out, and it flowed out.

Chen Qiang couldn't bear to waste, so he licked the oil and water on his hands, then lowered his head and looked at the meat filling.

Green vegetables are really the cheapest vegetables.

The white fat pork actually shone with a crystal-colored light under the oil lamp.

Fat meat... so fragrant!

If Chen Qiang had been in the future, he would never have eaten this white fat meat. It would be too greasy and had too high cholesterol. It would easily lead to "three highs" after eating it. If he bought a bun and found that there was so much fat meat in it, Chen Qiang would definitely scold the boss who sold the buns for being too unconscience.

However, in this era, ordinary people generally lack oil and water, and fat buns are the best. The more fat the buns are, the more it means that the boss is honest in business, and the lean meat is more, which makes people feel that the boss is unscrupulous.

This is a pig that does not eat feed, this is a pig that has never eaten hormones, this is a pig that does not have clenbuterol. It is very likely that this is a free-range pig. Even fat meat is more delicious than the pigs that come from pig farms in the future!

Chen Qiang, who had not cut the meat for several days, tasted the oil again, and was still full of pork oil, but Chen Qiang felt a different touch.

The next second, tears came out of Chen Qiang's eyes uncontrollably.

"Has I actually reached this point? I'll feel moved when I eat fat pork!"

Desolate, helpless, lonely...

At this moment, all the negative emotions were finally released completely, turning into a painful torture that lingers in Chen Qiang's heart.

He was not that strong at first, and he came to a strange era. Facing a strange environment, he had no relatives and was in danger of peace. His heart was always tense.

Now, he has passed the confusion he had just passed through, and has gradually smiled at the freshness of this era. His tense heart has finally relaxed, and his emotions have finally been released.

After crying, Chen Qiang became much more awake.

He wiped away his tears strongly, then picked up another meat bun, bit it hard, and let the oil flow out from the corner of his mouth.

"Since I have come to this era, I must live well! I must be strong and live like a young strongman!"

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Chapter completed!