Reborn in 1977

Chapter 197: Intense Competition

As they were chatting, Zhang Changjiang and Ye Shubao walked in. Yang Xingxiu had arrived earlier but went to her own office on the other side.

This office was for the brigade "cadres," only used by Secretary Yang and the three team leaders. Others worked in different offices.

Although they weren't officially starting work until the day after tomorrow, since the commune had issued a notice, they simply came two days early to do some preparatory work before starting.

Seeing that everyone had arrived and checking the time, which was already 6:50, Chen Fan stopped chatting. After greeting them, he turned and left the office.

Xiao Liewen glanced at Chen Fan's back, silently put the rifle back in the cabinet and locked it, pulled out a chair, sat down, and narrowed his eyes in thought.

This kid learns things too fast. It seems the basic skills are no longer a challenge for him. Next, I need to teach him some real skills.

But he hadn't figured out what to teach yet, so he didn't say much to Chen Fan. He'll wait until he decides what to teach before bringing it up.

Chen Fan came out of the office and hurried to the broadcasting station to turn on the radio. With a few minutes to spare, he first announced the notice about the market.

He tested the microphone, "Hello, hello."

Then he said, "Comrade members, good morning, everyone. This is Chen Fan, the production team's broadcaster. I am now broadcasting a notice, I am now broadcasting a notice. According to a notice from the higher-level commune, the rural market will reopen on March 6th, the seventeenth day of the first month, at the same location in the fifth team of Gan Village. Comrades who need to buy or sell things can go there.

Now repeating, according to a notice from the higher-level commune…"

Chen Fan's voice echoed through the loudspeaker over Lujiawan, awakening countless people from their sweet dreams.

When they weren't working, the members were used to sleeping in, but hearing the notice, they got up, didn't brush their teeth or wash their faces, wrapped themselves in cotton-padded jackets, and went out to chat with people.

"Old Yang, we can go to the market again. Do you want to buy something?"

"Nonsense, the New Year is over. What's there to buy? But going to join the fun is okay."

"If you don't buy, you can sell. Anyway, we're idle. We can weave some baskets and chairs and sell them for a few cents."

"Anything else is fine, but pickles, pickled vegetables, soy sauce, and vinegar can't be taken to sell. Good heavens, however I carried them over there, that's how I carried them back, wasting two bowls of rice for nothing."

"Speaking of selling things, Teacher Chen is the most capable. I heard he made dozens of yuan selling soft-shelled turtle meat last time."

"That's his skill. The soft-shelled turtle meat he makes is really delicious. My wife tried to learn, but she can't make it as good as him."

At this moment, a voice suddenly popped out from the side, "Chen Defa, are you itching for a beating? I don't make it well, then you don't eat it in the future."

The man named Chen Defa immediately put on a stern face, "Can't I say it's not good? Let's go, come back with me, and see how I deal with you."

After speaking, he pulled his wife and went home, then closed the door, and there was no more movement.

The others laughed, "Old Chen is kneeling on the washboard again."

The others also laughed along.

In another team, several people gathered together to discuss, "Teacher Chen made a lot of money selling soft-shelled turtles last time. Do you think we can also do this business?"

"Yes, why not?"

A man smoking a cigarette said confidently, "On the second day of the new year, I went to Teacher Chen's house to pay a New Year's visit. I looked around and saw only one soft-shelled turtle in his house, which Team Leader Zhang used to exchange for charcoal. I also deliberately asked why he didn't catch soft-shelled turtles. He said eating too many soft-shelled turtles is too heaty, and soft-shelled turtles burrow in the mud in winter, making them difficult to catch, so he hasn't caught any."

If Chen Fan were here, he would recognize him as the one who sent the horse whip.

Hearing his words, someone next to him immediately said, "So, Teacher Chen won't set up a stall to sell soft-shelled turtles this time?"

That person immediately shook his head, "With only two days, he has too many things to do, he definitely won't have time."

The others immediately smiled, "Then we can't be blamed for making money!"

Throughout the entire Nanhua Commune, almost dozens of families simultaneously voiced the same thoughts.

I wonder what they will think when they see such intense competition on the day of the market?

…

After Chen Fan finished announcing the notice, he tidied up briefly and went to the front yard.

Walking into the veterinary class classroom, he didn't start the lecture as usual, but said, "I just announced the notice about the market on the seventeenth day of the first month. You all know about it, right?"

The students answered in unison, "We know."

Chen Fan nodded, "There will be no classes on the day of the market. You can arrange your own time. But what I want to say is not this. Secretary Yang just told me that the opening date of the commune's veterinary class has been set, but the spots for studying in the veterinary class have not been decided yet."

Hearing this, the whole place was silent, and everyone stared at him intently.

Chen Fan leaned both hands on the table that served as a podium, looked at everyone, and said seriously, "I also know that some of you were not really the top scorers in the last selection for the veterinary class."

As soon as these words came out, many people couldn't help but lower their heads with blushing faces.

Chen Fan continued, "But it doesn't matter. The past is the past. We have to look forward. What does looking forward mean? I plan to suggest to Secretary Yang and the others that the selection for the spots in the commune's veterinary class this time will still be done through exams.

Including myself, we will all take the exam together, and the top three will go to the commune for further study.

You don't have to worry about me setting the questions. Secretary Yang will borrow the questions from the veterinary station and use the borrowed test papers for the exam. Like you, I don't know the questions either.

But this time is different from last time. Last time, there were female students participating, so the male students behind could be substituted. But this time, we are all male students. Everyone will be treated equally. Whoever gets the best grades will get the spot."

After a pause, he asked loudly, "Do you understand?"

Everyone answered in unison, "We understand."

Chen Fan smiled, "Okay, since everyone understands, let's continue studying. I'll give you two more days. The exam will be held the day after tomorrow. The results will be announced on the spot after the exam, and you can go directly to the commune to report next Monday."

All the students looked serious and nodded lightly.

Although Chen Fan said that they would compete for three spots together, from the beginning, they excluded Chen Fan and only had the remaining two spots in their eyes.

Before entering this veterinary class, they only felt that Chen Fan would have an advantage because he was learning and teaching at the same time.

But after spending more than half a month together, they realized how big the gap between themselves and Teacher Chen was.

Chen Fan quickly entered the role from the initial recitation and was able to answer various difficult questions for everyone. In particular, when practicing on the livestock raised by the members themselves, he was almost always accurate and able to cure them, feeling even more capable than Station Chief Zhou of the commune's veterinary station.

Is there still a need to compare? Let's compete for the remaining two spots!

Thinking of this, everyone began to review, striving to get good grades the day after tomorrow.

…

Chen Fan came out of the classroom and happened to meet Zhang Wenliang. He immediately took his hand and said, "You were training just now, so it wasn't convenient to tell you. I have already mastered the shooting stance you taught me, and Team Leader Xiao has also passed me. When will you teach me the next step of practical shooting?"

The corners of Zhang Wenliang's mouth twitched slightly, "I heard Team Leader Xiao say that you have mastered it. Next time during the militia training, I will teach you how to shoot moving targets."

Chen Fan rubbed his little hands together, smiling from ear to ear, "Then when is the training?"

Zhang Wenliang, "It hasn't been a month since the last training. What are you rushing for? Let's talk about it in two months."