Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

Meng Zezhi's life in Linjiacun is quite comfortable. Apart from going to sea during the day to work harder, and occasionally sneaking out to earn extra money at night, he has two cheap daughters-in-law to take care of him for eating and drinking, so he can't worry about it.

Soon it will be the end of August.

As early as the beginning of the month, Lin Sanyi went to work in the food processing factory in the town.

Meng Zezhi was going to take Lin Xiaolu to report to the technical secondary school in the city.

The luggage was packed quickly.

The bedding was arranged by Lin Dayong and his wife, and the second child's family helped buy two sets of new seasonal clothes and toiletries. Lin Sanyi borrowed ten yuan from someone and bought a fountain pen and a fountain pen for Lin Xiaolu. and a bottle of ink.

With the role model of the predecessor, the relationship between the four brothers and sisters is quite harmonious.

Even the commune sent 30 yuan over.

Meng Zezhi used the money to hold a fairly sumptuous school entrance banquet, which was quite lively.

"Okay, you guys go back, we're leaving."

In the evening, Meng Zezhi took Lin Xiaolu into a large truck loaded with seafood sent by the state-owned aquatic products supply and marketing company.

They need to stay in the county for one night, and then transfer to the bus early tomorrow morning, and they are expected to arrive in the city tomorrow afternoon.

Everyone in the village came to deliver: "Be careful on the road!"

"Okay." Lin Xiaolu waved excitedly.

The car swerved and drove onto the flat road. Meng Zezhi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, unpacked one, and handed it to the driver: "Master, smoke."

The working environment of fishermen drives them to use smoking and drinking to keep out the cold, strengthen their courage, relieve fatigue and pass the time. Meng Zezhi was inevitably affected by the heavy smoking addiction in his predecessors.But the predecessor smoked the old dry tobacco, also known as leaf tobacco.

Every family in Linjia Village grows seven or eight pieces of tobacco in their private plots, and they process their own tobacco leaves and roll their own shredded tobacco...

Meng Ze knew that it would be difficult to change too much in a short period of time, so he still tried to follow the living habits of his predecessor as much as possible.It's just that when you're away from home at the moment, human relationships are inevitable, and the old Hanyan is not convenient to carry, and the cigarettes are obviously higher-grade.

"Yo, Daqianmen." The driver obviously knew the goods, he readily accepted the cigarette handed over by Meng Zezhi, and lit it again in his hand.

While swallowing the clouds, he glanced at Lin Xiaolu who was sitting in the back seat, and said leisurely, "Brother is so lucky!"

"That's not it." Meng Zezhi smiled from ear to ear: "My daughter's grades are good, and she has always been in the top ten in the exam. At first, when the teacher said that she could try to apply for a technical secondary school, I was a little bit nervous. Don't worry, luckily I passed the exam... If only the three bastards in my family would be half as relieved as my daughter..."

The driver was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Brother, your heart is really big."

I heard that the annual tuition fee of the municipal technical secondary school is 50 yuan, plus living expenses and other miscellaneous expenses, it will cost 150 yuan a year at least.

Three years is 450 yuan. If it was in Linjia Village, it would be enough to marry a wife, build a beautiful green brick house, and give birth to two fat and white sons.

Of course, he didn't say that reading is bad, but that also depends on the person.

If the person sitting in this car was a boy right now, he would definitely be envious, but the person sitting here was a girl.

What's the use of a girl confessing? Sooner or later she will marry into someone else's family.

As the old saying goes, this is called fetching water from a bamboo basket in vain.

Meng Zezhi didn't understand what the driver said until he got to school.

Lin Xiaolu applied for the accounting major. This year, the municipal technical secondary school admitted five students in Qi County, and only Lin Xiaolu was a girl.

A total of [-] students were enrolled in the accounting major of the Municipal Technical Secondary School, ten of whom were girls, but only four came to report.

The key is self-evident.

Except for Lin Xiaolu, the other three girls who arrived first appeared to be from pretty good families, all wearing brand-new military uniforms, and their parents were well dressed.

But Meng Zezhi's father and daughter are a bit out of place.

Meng Zezhi didn't feel embarrassed, put down his things, took out the cigarettes in his pocket, and went up to him.

As the saying goes, don't hit people with smiling faces. People in this era are still very simple, and they have a sense of superiority, but they don't look down on people.

"This is your daughter, she looks so handsome."

"It's not as tall as your daughter, who is about the same height as me."

……

This is how friendships between parents are built.

The atmosphere became lively in an instant, even with Lin Xiaolu she was not so restrained, and she was able to insert a sentence or two from time to time.

At the end, one of the mothers asked, "By the way, why are you the only one sending the child off? What about the child's mother?"

Meng Zezhi was making Lin Xiaolu's bed: "The child died when he was very young."

She was stunned for a while, and she didn't expect to accidentally poke at someone's sad thing. She immediately changed the subject: "Then it's very hard for you to raise the child by yourself."

"Fortunately, the future of a child is bitter but sweet!"

"That makes sense." She smiled: "By the way, are you a daughter too?"

Otherwise, who would be willing to send the child to school? Just by looking at his clothes, you can tell that the family conditions are not very good.

"It would be great if there was only one child. There are three older brothers above her, and each of them is worry-free." Meng Zezhi said casually.

"Huh?" Everyone's astonishment was exactly the same as that of the truck driver.

It's just that the former is disapproving, while the latter is gratifying, and it is Meng Zezhi's enlightenment.

The more she looked at Meng Zezhi, the more friendly she felt. She looked around, wondering if she could be of help.

As a result, after looking at it this way, she really found something wrong. She said, "Hey, you didn't buy a kettle for your child?"

"How to say?"

"The school dormitory has no private bathroom. If you want to take a shower, you have to go to the public bathhouse. It's a bit far from the dormitory. Every night after evening self-study, you can go there with a kettle to get hot water. For example, I prepared two kettles for my children. In winter, two pots are used at once, one pot is used at night and the other pot is used in the next morning, which is just right.”

"I really didn't think about it." Meng Zezhi said, "This is also the first time for me to send my child to school."

"My niece graduated from here, and she told me all of this." She said in detail: "And this cafeteria..."

"Hmm... okay..." Meng Zezhi listened carefully.

After everything was settled, Lin Xiaolu took Meng Zezhi to the school gate.

Meng Zezhi took out 20 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Lin Xiaolu: "This is for your living expenses for this month. Don't be reluctant to spend it. I will send you two hot water bottles in a few days."

The food in the school cafeteria is quite cheap. A bowl of millet porridge costs 15%, a deep-fried dough stick [-]%, sesame flatbread [-]%, Yangchun noodles [-]% each... No food stamps, no matter how much a child eats , but also more than [-] yuan to go.

"Thank you dad." Lin Xiaolu threw herself into Meng Zezhi's arms, speechless with excitement.

Compared with those girls in the same village who had no chance to go to school at all, and her female classmates who dropped out of school after graduating from elementary school and stayed at home, she is undoubtedly happy.

Meng Zezhi patted her head: "Okay, study hard, don't disappoint father's painstaking efforts."

"En." Lin Xiaolu nodded solemnly.

After leaving school, Meng Zezhi found a hostel to stay for one night. Early the next morning, he headed straight to the black market with his storage space.

When he got there, he walked around the street with a large sack on his shoulders, and naturally someone followed him following the smell.

When he arrived in a small alley, he put down his things, and the people behind him immediately surrounded him.

"Big brother, is it seafood?" A middle-aged woman asked impatiently.

"En." Meng Zezhi poured out all the contents in the sack.

All are high-quality dry goods, dried shrimp, dried small yellow croaker, dried cuttlefish, dried conch, dried oysters, dried mussels...

He sneaked into the sea to catch them at night, and after processing them, he dried them in a sun array.

nice one.

Everyone couldn't help but shine their eyes.

"How did you sell it?"

"A piece of dried shrimp is a catty, a dried small yellow croaker is [-] cents a catty, a dried cuttlefish is [-] cents a catty...dried mussels are [-] cents a catty, if you have a ticket, you will get a [-]% discount."

"So expensive?" The middle-aged woman tried to bargain.

"It's not expensive. Three catties of fresh shrimps only cost one catty of dried shrimps. The fresh shrimps on the market cost [-] cents per catty. You may not be able to buy them," Meng Zezhi said.

"What kind of ticket do you want?" Someone asked again.

"Cloth stamps, oil stamps, food stamps, industrial stamps...all are needed. Cloth stamps are worth five catties a foot, and oil stamps are worth three catties..."

"I have an industrial voucher, give me two catties of dried shrimp and two catties of dried cuttlefish."

"I have a cloth ticket, give me five catties of dried mussels."

……

Hearing what the big guy said, the middle-aged woman couldn't care less about bargaining, and said immediately: "I have food stamps, and I want two catties of dried cuttlefish..."

After two days of small-scale sales, I finally hooked up a big customer.

"How much do you have?" The other party was a young man, straight to the point, without asking him where the things came from.

"There must be four to five thousand catties." Meng Zezhi added: "By the way, there are more than ten catties of sea cucumbers inside."

The young man's eyes lit up: "I want it all, the price, you have to give me a [-]% discount."

"Okay." Meng Zezhi was also very straightforward: "But you have to get some watch tickets for me."

"no problem."

The next day, Meng Zezhi went to the city technical school with a lot of things.

"Here's the kettle, here's the balm, here's the cream... and here's the watch."

It will take a year for the Lu family to find her, and it is still too late to support Lin Xiaolu from now on.

"Watch?" Lin Xiaolu was holding a lot of things, dumbfounded.

She saw this watch in the hands of a male classmate in her class, and she heard that it cost 120 yuan a piece.

"Take it, don't lose it, your brother and they all have it."

He sent Lin Dayong to be an apprentice, bought a bicycle for Lin Erde, and sent Lin Sanyi to the factory for 300 yuan, so that Lin Xiaolu could go to a technical secondary school.

"No," Lin Xiaolu said, "Father, where did you get so much money?"

"Consultation money from seeing a doctor." Meng Zezhi never drafted his words.

"Consultation fee?" Lin Xiaolu was skeptical.

"Well, your father is very powerful, you will know later." Meng Zezhi vaccinated her: "Okay, class is about to start, you can go back."

"OK then."

Without saying anything or asking anything, Lin Xiaolu forced herself to believe it.

Meng Zezhi was not in a hurry to return to Linjiacun. He stayed in the guest house for a week, and finally checked out of the guest house on September [-]th, under the scrutiny of the waiter, and then went to Rongsheng Hall.

Rongshengtang is the most prestigious traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy in Ding City and even in Hu Province.

When he arrived, the sitting doctor in the pharmacy was talking with a middle-aged man.

"...how is the old man?"

The middle-aged man frowns: "I'm afraid it won't last long, alas, this is a prescription, please take three medicines."

"Okay." The doctor sitting in the hall took the prescription and glanced at it. It was a prescription for warming and relieving pain.

He walked to the medicine cabinet, and the guy in charge of grabbing the medicine immediately gave up his position.

Meng Zezhi took advantage of the situation and ranked behind the middle-aged man.

"Okay." The doctor sitting in the hall handed the medicine he had grasped to the middle-aged man.

"Excuse me, Doctor He." The middle-aged man only said, "How much?"

"Wait a minute." The guy on the side was very discerning and took the abacus and fiddled with it.

Meng Zezhi handed over the prescription: "Doctor, grab the medicine."

Dr. He originally wanted to chat with the middle-aged man for a few more words, but seeing this scene, he had to look away and took the prescription from Meng Zezhi's hand.

"Good word." The moment he saw it, he praised it sincerely.

Then he continued to look down: "Four qian for raw Astragalus membranaceus, one tael for Morinda officinalis... six qian for safflower..."

He let out a 'huh', this prescription is weird, and the dosage is obviously wrong, probably because the person who prescribed the prescription didn't want to reveal the real prescription.

He asked, "Do you have to pack them separately?"

"En." Meng Zezhi replied.

"A total of six yuan, seventy-three cents." The guy at the side stopped fiddling with the abacus.

"Okay." The middle-aged man immediately took out money from his pocket.

really.

Doctor He couldn't help but asked, "What disease is your prescription used for?"

Meng Zezhi raised his eyebrows calmly: "Uremia."

"What?" The middle-aged man suddenly turned his head to look at him.