The Science Fiction World of Xueba

Back at Wang Chongqing's home, it was almost ten o'clock. Wang Chongqing was still interested, and excitedly pulled Pang Xuelin to continue discussing the problem of nonlinear functional analysis.

Qin Wenhui was a little strange: "Xiaohui, what happened to your father?"

Wang Muhui said: "Mom, you didn't listen to tonight's report meeting. If you go, you will know. Teacher Pang is even more powerful than we imagined. He has completely stunned the professors of the Mathematics Department of Lincheng University." ..."

Wang Muhui blah blah blah blah blah blah, but Qin Wenhui felt more and more unbelievable the more she listened: "Girl, is that an exaggeration? Why do I sound so mysterious!"

Wang Muhui said: "Mom, look at my dad's enthusiasm, don't you understand? Dad is now asking Mr. Pang as his teacher!"

"Hmm...it seems a little..."

Qin Wenhui was thoughtful.

It wasn't until nearly eleven o'clock in the evening that the discussion between Wang Chongqing and Pang Xuelin was forcibly ended by Qin Wenhui on the grounds that Pang Xuelin had to get up early the next day to go to the wholesale market to buy goods.

The next morning, Pang Xuelin got up at 5:30, changed back to his military coat, and then rode directly to the wholesale market.

This time Pang Xuelin took 500 yuan to go out, and the travel expenses plus postage, he now has a total of more than 320 yuan left.

Except for the fifty yuan left for emergency, the rest of Pang Xuelin was used to buy New Year pictures, wall calendars and old almanacs.

100 New Year pictures, 70 cents a piece, 1 yuan retail price, 50 copies of the wall calendar and 50 copies of the old almanac, 1 yuan and 5 copies, 2 yuan retail price, with the rest of the money, Pang Xuelin bought a small folding table, And a folding chair for setting up a stall. In addition, Pang Xuelin also bought a lot of red paper, brushes, and ink.

After packing these things, Pang Xuelin rode his bicycle directly to Qinglin Town, which is seven kilometers away from Lincheng.

Qinglin Town is the nearest town to Lincheng. The market opens on the first, fourth and ninth lunar calendar. Today is the fourteenth day of the twelfth lunar month. When Pang Xuelin arrived, it happened to be eight o'clock in the morning, and the market was already crowded with people.

He found a corner to set up a booth, and then wrote a few big characters on the red paper with a brush.

[New Year pictures are one piece, wall calendars and old yellow calendars cost two yuan a copy, and handwritten couplets cost one yuan each. Anyone who buys one of the New Year pictures, wall calendars, and old yellow calendars will get a 20% discount on the couplets. If you buy three at the same time, you will get a 50% off on the couplets discount】

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At 7:30 in the morning, Wang Muhui yawned and came out of the room.

Qin Wenhui was making breakfast while Wang Chongqing sat on the sofa and read the newspaper.

Wang Muhui was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Dad, where is Teacher Pang?"

Wang Chongqing raised his head and said, "Teacher Pang went to the market early in the morning to stock up."

"What? Oops!"

Wang Muhui slapped her head, brushed her teeth and washed her face quickly, then went back to her room, changed her clothes, picked up a shoulder bag and went straight out: "Mom, I won't have breakfast."

"Hey, girl, you don't go to work this weekend, where are you going early in the morning?"

Qin Wenhui came out of the kitchen with a spatula.

"Teacher Pang is going to the market in Qinglin Town today, I want to go and have a look!"

"Hey, Xiaohui..."

Qin Wenhui had no time to stop her, and Wang Muhui had already gone downstairs.

"Old Wang, why don't you stop me!"

Qin Wenhui turned around and frowned.

Wang Chongqing said lightly: "There is nothing to stop, let this girl learn more from Teacher Pang, it's good."

Qin Wenhui said: "But, what if Xiaohui falls in love with her? It hasn't been two days since Teacher Pang came to our house, and Xiaohui is already older than Teacher Pang..."

Wang Chongqing raised his head and said with a smile: "This is not bad! Xiaohui can really be with Teacher Pang,

It's Xiaohui's blessing! "

Qin Wenhui was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and said, "Will Xiaohui go abroad next? That's not what you said before!"

Wang Chongqing put down the newspaper and said, "Wen Hui, after listening to Mr. Pang's lecture yesterday, I realized something."

"What's up?"

Wang Chongqing said: "A small pond can't trap a real dragon. Some people are destined not to be in the pond. As long as Mr. Pang continues to develop according to the current situation, within five years, he is fully qualified to run for an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences!"

"What? How is this possible!"

Qin Wenhui's face suddenly showed horror.

...

At nine o'clock in the morning, Wang Muhui hurriedly got off the urban and rural bus from Lincheng to Qinglin Town.

At the end of the report meeting last night, Zhang Hewen specifically told Wang Muhui to keep an eye on Pang Xuelin for the past few days.

It's just that after shopping in the wholesale market for a whole day yesterday and listening to the report meeting for more than two hours at night, Wang Muhui fell asleep and woke up again to find that Pang Xuelin had gone out.

This made Wang Muhui startled.

She is still skeptical about Pang Xuelin's identity, and she is not even sure whether Pang Xuelin is really going to be a hawker selling new year's goods.

If she missed the opportunity to expose Pang Xuelin's secret due to negligence, Wang Muhui would regret it to death.

Therefore, she didn't eat breakfast. After going out, she went straight to an urban and rural bus station two kilometers away from her home, and took a minibus to Qinglin Town.

As an intern reporter of "Lincheng Daily", she followed the old reporters in the newspaper to run news from time to time. Wang Muhui was no stranger to the large and small towns around Lincheng.

It was Wang Muhui who told Pang Xuelin the opening time of the market in this small town.

Qinglin Town is not very big, that is to say, there are two intersections with a total length of less than one kilometer.

But now that the New Year is approaching, the market is already overcrowded, and since Pang Xuelin does not know where Pang Xuelin is setting up a stall, Wang Muhui can only walk along the road, looking for one stall after another.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and half an hour later, Wang Muhui was so anxious to find her, she still didn't see Pang Xuelin.

Could it be that he lied to himself when he said he came to the market?

Or did he not come to Qinglin Town to go to the market at all, but went to other places?

Wang Muhui frowned slightly.

After two days of contact, although she still had some doubts about Pang Xuelin's real identity, she already had a certain liking for Pang Xuelin.

She hoped that Pang Xuelin was telling the truth, not what she had guessed in her mind, that the other party actually had other plans.

Wang Muhui walked forward step by step with the flow of people, and was about to leave Qinglin Town when a booth suddenly appeared in front of her.

This stall can be regarded as one of the most remote corners of the entire market, but at this time, the three floors inside and outside were full of people.

There were bursts of applause from time to time among the crowd.

"Ping'an bamboo grows for thousands of years, and rich and noble flowers bloom poinsettia. Good! This little brother writes well, and the couplets are also good! I have couplets and New Year pictures. Give me another wall calendar and old almanac. It's five yuan in total. , I’ll give you six yuan, six or six Dashun, and you won’t have to look for it.”

"Brother, give me a pair too, I'm in business, just give me a pair of couplets that attract money..."

Wang Muhui didn't pay much attention, and was just about to leave, when suddenly, a familiar voice came from inside the booth: "Okay, old man, how about I write you a couplet like this? The management of Guangcha Sanjiangke, trade Hong collects wealth from all over the world..."