Teacher Li took out 20 yuan from the cabinet next to him and put it on the table.

"Take this money, you must know that any difficulty is temporary. My teacher once taught me that if a child is determined to leave his hometown, he will not pay it back until he succeeds in his studies. Today I will give this sentence to you. I hope you will

Be able to remember it."

When Chen Qi saw the 20 yuan on the table, he shook his head like a rattle:

"Teacher Li, I can't accept this money. You see, I bought peaches for a few days and have made a lot, which is enough for our family. Don't worry, I will definitely remember the words you gave me today and will definitely study hard.

of."

Li Baotian was happy when he heard the student's assurance, but he still pretended to be dignified:

"I give you the money, just take it and don't worry about it. Today I made it impossible for you to sell the peaches, just think that I bought these peaches. If you plan to be a surgeon in the future, then be more cheerful.

If something unexpected happens when our surgeons are operating, or the condition goes beyond imagination, the surgeon needs to make an immediate judgment and response. How can there be time for you to waste time? By the time you finish waiting, the patient will be dead.

”

Chen Qi really doesn’t want the money. If the money is hot to his hands, he will feel uneasy.

But according to the teacher's words, it would be useless if he didn't take the money. He knew that this little old man still had a big temper and couldn't make him angry.

"Hey, Teacher Li, according to your words, you used to do surgery in the provincial capital?"

"Yeah, it's a pity that I haven't touched a scalpel for many years. Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."

Li Baotian waved his hand, turned around and took out a thick, tattered book from the bookcase:

"This is "Practical Surgery" edited by Professor Huang Jiasi. The surgical knowledge points in it are more comprehensive than textbooks, and there are also some of my insights and experiences. You can take it and have a look, but we have agreed whether to lend it to you or not.

”

Obviously, this is Teacher Li’s favorite book.

Huang Jiasi's name is well known to everyone who is engaged in surgery. He was a great contemporary of Qiu Fazu. The "Huang Jiasi Surgery" published after his death is almost a copy for every surgeon.

If he hadn't died too early and not caught up in the right time, he would have been able to become a god like Qiu Fazu.

Chen Qi had read "Huang Jiasi Surgery" in his previous life. He also had a set of skills, and the content and knowledge points were much more advanced than this surgical book published in the 1970s, but that's not how it worked out.

"Okay, I just happened to have no books to read when I got home. Thank you, Teacher Li, haha."

Li Baotian felt relieved when he saw the student accepted his kindness: "By the way, where are you going to go next?"

Chen Qi blinked and said innocently:

"With the teacher's financial support and some money from selling peaches and eels, I want to buy some food to go home. My family eats sweet potatoes every day, and my younger brothers and sisters look like sweet potatoes."

Li Baotian laughed loudly after hearing this. He felt that this student seemed to be much more interesting after half the summer vacation.

"Buying food, the teacher has no choice. A large part of my food stamps have been sent back to the provincial capital. By the way, why don't you go to Pigeon Market to buy them? They don't take food stamps there, but the price will be a bit more expensive."<

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"Pigeon City?"

Chen Qi was a little confused: "Teacher Li, I want to buy food. If I don't buy pigeons, I can't afford it."

"Stupid, Pigeon Market refers to the black market. You can buy everything here, including food, cloth, even bicycles and radios. Every morning at the foot of the mountain to the north of Fushan Park, you can try your luck.

."

Chen Qi understood this explanation.

In 1981, it was still an era when everything had to be paid by ticket, but if the quota on the ticket was used, it could not meet the material needs of the majority of people.

Where there is demand, there will be a market, so the black market came into being, where everyone can exchange what they have and get what they need.

Chen Qi now has money but no tickets. It is obviously impossible to buy something in a state-owned store.

Without a ticket, he can't even eat a bowl of noodles from Lanxiang Restaurant, so Pigeon Market is the best choice.

"Okay, then I'll go to the Pigeon Market tomorrow morning."

That night, Chen Qi still stayed in the dormitory of the medical school. Before dawn the next day, he quietly climbed out of the iron gate and walked to Fushan Park without disturbing the guard, Master Wang.

Speaking of Fushan Park, it is very famous. It is a small mountain in Yuezhong City.

During the Yue Kingdom, Goujian's palace was located here, and there are still ruins of the "Yuewang Terrace" on the top of the mountain. Later, the "Yuezhong Fuya" of all dynasties was also located on the south side of Fushan Park.

After liberation, Fushan Park was turned into a leisure park for citizens. The southern slope of the mountain is quite lively, while the north side of Fushan is relatively deserted with few people passing by, so it has become a natural black market trading place.

The place is easy to recognize. Once you mention Fushan Park Pigeon Market, everyone knows where it is, saving you the trouble of giving directions.

When Chen Qi arrived at the black market, his genius was bright, and he saw that both sides of a path along the foot of the mountain were filled with things, ranging from food to daily necessities, small household appliances to various meat and poultry.

There are even some antique dealers selling all kinds of porcelain, ancient jades, ancient books, etc., but Chen Qi doesn't understand these and doesn't believe that he is lucky enough to pick them up.

Counterfeiting of antiques has been around since ancient times, and it reached a peak during the Republic of China. Whoever buys it will be fooled.

Chen Qi first came to a place selling rice. When the seller saw a customer coming, he quickly asked in a low voice:

"Xiao Guanning, do you want rice? This is late rice, a bag weighs 100 kilograms, and is not sold in bulk."

Rice is a key strategic resource controlled by the government and is not allowed to be sold privately. Therefore, there are no farmers selling it outside the vegetable market. You have to go to grain stores or the black market.

Chen Qi grabbed a handful of rice and looked at it. He felt that the rice was plump and white, so he asked: "How to sell it?"

"With food stamps in the grain store, a pound is 1.8 cents. I don't need tickets here. It's more expensive and costs 3 cents per pound."

100 kilograms of rice is 30 yuan, and workers only have a ration of 30 kilograms a month, which is equivalent to a worker's three-month ration. This business can be done.

There are a lot of sweet potatoes and corn in the mountains, but little rice.

Whenever there is some rice, it is stored as a treasure. Only during the New Year and festivals, or when important guests come, are they willing to cook a dry meal. Usually, at most, they just soak some rice into the sweet potatoes and cook sweet potato porridge. This is all a disease.

Dinner order.

Chen Qi readily took out 3 big unity cards, and the seller was happy when he saw it, "The money belongs to me, the rice belongs to you, let's settle everything."

Chen Qi was almost crushed to death by carrying 100 kilograms of rice on his back. Now his body is as thin as a beetle, and he cannot do physical work at all. He needs a lot of supplements.
Chapter completed!