Chen Qiang could understand the behavior of expelling newspaper boys in major middle schools.

For example, if you sell a teaching aid at the entrance of a middle school in later generations, the school may not drive you away. But if you sell a martial arts novel or a comic, the possibility of being driven away will increase several times.

What's more, things like Fengyue tabloids are probably considered unhealthy books in the eyes of teachers. Even now, if you dare to sell small yellow books at the school gate, the teacher will definitely dare to call the police.

This is true for teachers. They always use some very direct but effective methods for students' grades. For example, grade directors take turns squatting at the entrance of Internet cafes near the school. Maybe an elderly director will squat with you and slap you twice before getting back to school when he wins.

However, the school drove away the newspaper boys, but it ruined Chen Qiang's job and destroyed Chen Qiang's plan to replenish nutrition.

"Forget it, selling Fengyue tabloids to those students is also a profit of black-hearted money. If there is a big bull in the Republic of China who is damaged by Fengyue tabloids, wouldn't it be my fault?" Chen Qiang sighed in his heart.

Chen Qiang can take it and let it go. Anyway, selling romantic tabloids is not a glorious thing. If it weren't for being too poor, Chen Qiang wouldn't bother to touch this thing.

Fortunately, Chen Qiang can still get the extras.

In this turbulent autumn, the most unnecessary content is the content. No warlords from the east, west, south and north are staying honestly. The financial crisis in Europe and the United States is also causing trouble. For Shanghai citizens who enjoy peace, the content in this newspaper is really lively.

...

As autumn begins, the weather turns colder and the day becomes shorter and shorter.

Before dawn, Chen Qiang had already stood up, left his broken straw shed, and headed for Chen Ruji.

Chen Qiang was in a good mood because last night, when Chen Qiang was performing sprint training in the training space, he ran within 11 seconds and within 70 in 100 meters many times.

Electronic timing is used in the training space. According to the technical level standards of track and field athletes, electronic timing can meet the national second-level athletes by running within 11.74 seconds. In other words, Chen Qiang is now at the level of a national second-level athlete.

A national second-level athlete who can meet the standards at the age of fifteen will be a very good result even in later generations, and it must be something specialized in sports students.

There is already ten times the time in the training space. If Chen Qiang sleeps for 8 hours a day, he can train in the space for 80 hours. In more than a month, he can compare to other people's training for a year.

In addition to the training space, proper training methods are also a very important factor. Even later sports students would not be able to receive high-level training if they did not attend sports school. Whether in junior high school or high school, the level of physical education teachers is not as good as professional coaches.

Chen Qiang had already practiced 100-meter sprint when he was an athlete, but for him, this was just a way to regain his former state.

This is like playing a game. The newbies who play the first time don’t know anything. They don’t know how to add points, how to match equipment and complete tasks after practicing the account. But if they play the second time, it will be different. The process of adding points in the equipment is clear, and the experience of leveling and brushing will be much faster than that of newbies.

"This body is still too thin. If the nutrition can keep up, I can at least 0.5 seconds now. It's not okay to eat tofu every day. I have to eat some meat to replenish my body. Autumn is here, and the fish should be fatter. After selling the newspapers, go to the dock to see if there are any cheap fish."

"Also, I'm not a professional sprint coach after all. With my training level in sprint events, it's almost the limit now. If I want to make progress, I have to hire a senior track and field coach. But the employment price of senior track and field coaches is a bit expensive."

The senior track and field coach in the training space has surpassed Chen Qiang's training achievement in track and field events, but the consumption of 5 points per hour has made Chen Qiang a little discouraged.

Chen Qiang sells newspapers and runs at most 30 kilometers a day, which means completing three ten thousand meters, and can get 300 points. Chen Qiang has 80 hours of training time every night. If all senior coaches are hired, it will take 400 points, which is simply not enough to make ends meet.

"My current points can only hire senior coaches in stages, such as hiring two-hour senior coaches, practicing for five or six hours by myself, and hiring two more senior coaches..."

Chen Qiang thought about Chen Ruji who came to Anli all the way, then entered a large bag of newspapers, took out one and began to scan the newspaper's title.

"Liu Changchun ran the best results in the Far East in China, Japan and Germany", this title immediately attracted Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang looked at the content of this news carefully.

Zhang Shaoshuai from Northeast China invited athletes from Germany and Japan to Shenyang to compete with Chinese track and field athletes. Among them, the German track and field teams who participated in the competition had participated in the 9th Olympics, and the Japanese players who came to participate were also members of the Japanese national team. The Chinese track and field teams were formed based on Northeastern University.

In the 100-meter sprint race, Liu Changchun won the second place with a time of 10.8 seconds. The first place was taken away by German sprinter Lurat Bill. His result was also 10.8 seconds. Before the finish line, Rurat Bill led Liu Changchun by an inch, so he won the championship.

In the manual timing era, the score is only calculated to the first place after the second. When the 100-meter sprint reaches the finish line, 0.1 second means a gap of about one meter, which means that the two have the same score, but the actual gap may reach 1 meter.

After all, German player Rurat Bill was a world-class sprinter at that time. Liu Changchun was already very good at being comparable to him. Compared with this, Kenjiro Okamyo, who is currently the number one sprinter in Japan, was left far behind by Liu Changchun.

"The manual meter is 8 in 10 seconds, and the electronic timing needs to be increased by 0.24 seconds, which is 11 seconds, 04. From this point of view, Liu Changchun is definitely capable of running within 11 seconds of the electronic timing. It is only 1929 now, and he is already so fast!"

Chen Qiang sighed in his heart. The joy of the national second-level athlete just reached the level of national scrutiny was immediately washed away without a trace.

Chen Qiang originally thought that national second-level athletes were already very fast in this era, but after seeing Liu Changchun's achievements in the newspaper, he couldn't help but sigh that there was someone else's place beyond his own.

"I can't mess with myself yet, I have to continue working hard. The higher the level of the 100-meter sprinter, the more difficult it is to improve the grades. I am far behind Liu Changchun! If I want to improve my grades to within 11 seconds, I have to work harder!"

...

After selling out the newspaper, Chen Qiang came to the fish market in the area of ​​the French Concession in Xiaodongmen.

Shanghai is surrounded by the river and sea. Dozens of fishing boats come from the Zhoushan Islands every day. The fishing boat club is now unloading goods at the Xiaodongmen Fishing Wharf and then wholesale to the "Shanghai Fresh Industry Farmers Association" and is uniformly allocated to various fish shops in each district of Xiaodongmen.

This "Shanghai Fresh Industry Association" is actually controlled by a gang. The president of the guild Huang Zhenshi is the apprentice of Huang Jinrong, one of the "three tycoons" in the old Shanghai. He monopolized the entire fish market in the old Shanghai and can be regarded as the "fishing tycoon" in the old Shanghai.

Chen Qiang came to the fish market in the afternoon. At this time, the good fish had been bought by others, and the rest were left by others. Although it was still fresh, the quality was definitely much worse than in the morning, and of course the price was much lower.

Chen Qiang spent some money to buy two broken fish from a fishmonger, and walked happily towards the direction of home.

"It's a fairy-like day to pick up some firewood and use my old pot to squat fish soup."

Chen Qiang walked out of the concession and entered the scope of Zhabei. Before he could reach the slum, he met an acquaintance...

He was a young man in his twenties, living in a slum, and a rickshaw driver. Of course, he didn't have his own car, so he could only go to the cart shop and paid the money every day.

"Brother Zhuzi, are you back after handing over the car?" Chen Qiang said hello.

"It's Chen Qiang!" Zhuzi smiled, and his fatigue could be seen from his smile.

Zhuzi looked at Chen Qiang's backpack and asked, "Are you still selling newspapers?"

"Selling newspapers and making a living, right? The business is pretty good today. I went to Xiaodongmen to pick up two fish that I don't want." Chen Qiang pointed to the two fish in his hand and then asked, "Brother Zhuzi, you came back so early today, it seems that the business is good!"

"Just be sloppy. I met a customer who chartered a car. I used my car for a whole morning and paid the bill and gave me some rewards. I handed over the car in advance and came back." Zhuzi said and looked at Chen Qiang, then said, "Chen Qiang, I see you have grown a little bit again recently."

Chen Qiang smiled and said that he was accustomed. He had eaten much better in recent times than before. At least he wouldn't be hungry, so he just rushed to the point.

Zhuzi continued, "You kid has grown up, otherwise you should stop selling newspapers. I will introduce you to pull rickshaws, which is more profitable than you can sell newspapers."

"I want to pull a cart, but I don't want it. In this journey of coachman, I won't think about doing it in my life." Chen Qiang shook his head.

"Why?" Zhuzi asked.

Chen Qiang told Zhuzi about his experience. He was already on Gu Siye's blacklist because he hit the car.

"So that's the case. The car dealers in the Chinese world in Shanghai are all land signs of Gu Si Ye. If Gu Si Ye doesn't let go, there is really no car dealer to ask you." Zhuzi pulled a long voice and continued, "But if you want to pull a rickshaw, you won't have a chance."

"Brother Zhuzi, do you have a solution?" Chen Qiang's eyes lit up.

Zhuzi nodded. He did not keep it in hiding, but said directly: "Although the car dealer in the Chinese world doesn't want you, you can go to the car dealer in the concession to try it! The people who drive rickshaws in Shanghai are under the jurisdiction of Gu Siye. There are even Gu Siye's people in the British concession, but Gu Siye cannot control the car dealer in the French concession. It is Jin Jiuye's territory. You can try it at Jin Jiuye's car dealer."

"That means I can still go and pull a rickshaw!"

After hearing Zhuzi's words, Chen Qiang suddenly felt like he was in a dark and bright future.

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Chapter completed!