Being able to open a snack bar in front of the school is naturally relevant.
For example, in later generations, those who can supply school uniforms or contract school cafeterias are all related households.
When Xu Erlong heard about this relationship, he paid attention to it, handed over the cigarette, and wanted to chat more with the young boss to get some useful information.
Unexpectedly, when the other party accepted the cigarette, he remained tight-lipped and did not answer Xu Erlong's words at all. He only talked about him.
Xu Erlong analyzed it.
In this case, either this brother-in-law is a clear-minded person and can use the principal's name to open a store here, but he will never have any other relationships to avoid causing trouble to the principal.
In another case, it could be that he is the principal's brother-in-law. This kind of relationship is purely bragging to put some money on his face. In fact, he is not very familiar with him. Maybe he has never even met the principal himself. It is completely
It's a tiger skin used as a banner.
Xu Erlong stopped wasting time here. He went out from here, started wandering around the campus, and went to talk to the old man in the communication room guarding the school gate.
I was chatting with the old man in the reception room for a few words, getting close to a fellow villager, and was about to brag for a while, when I saw a man in his forties or fifties wearing a blue long coat and blue long sleeves.
Year old man comes over.
Behind him, he was dragging a basket, which looked like some scraps of paper.
"Lao Yang, please open the door." The other party said.
The old man in the reception room opened the school door.
The other party dragged the basket out of the school gate.
Xu Erlong smelled the strong smell of ink at the end of his nose, and saw the man's palms and sleeves covered with black ink marks from the corner of his eyes.
"Uncle, let me give you a push." Xu Erlong stood up and stepped forward enthusiastically.
"Ah? You help me?" The other party was a little surprised.
"Yes, I have nothing to do here anyway, so I can help you push it." Xu Erlong stepped forward and helped pull the basket.
Although there aren't many things in this basket, it's quite heavy.
Everyone should have an impression of the paper in books. It seems that there are not many books, but it is very heavy.
In the radish basket were a pile of scraps from cut paper.
Someone helped drag the basket, and the other party asked Xu Erlong politely: "Young man, it seems that you are not a student of our school. Why are you squatting at the door of the reception room?"
"Uncle, you have good eyesight. You can tell at a glance that I don't look like a student." Xu Erlong said with a smile: "I just came to see my sister. She is studying in this school. I am here to send her living expenses."
"Oh, so what class does your sister study in and what's its name?" the other party asked.
Xu Erlong replied calmly: "My sister's name is Xu Xiaoling. She is in Class 3. She is a very quiet little girl. You probably don't know her either."
"Probably so." The other party chuckled: "There are indeed too many students in the school. Except for those who are too naughty, I really can't recognize them all."
Xu Erlong knew that he could not recognize them all. Even if he was a teacher, it was impossible for him to recognize all the students in the school.
Besides, judging by his dress, he is not a teacher at all, just a school janitor.
"By the way, what's your name, teacher? What do you do in school? Maybe you are my sister's teacher." Xu Erlong said generously.
This time, the other person was a little embarrassed: "I'm not a teacher, don't say that. I just print papers in the school's mimeograph room."
Xu Erlong was secretly happy. Sure enough, his judgment just now was correct.
These days, the printing industry is lagging behind, and schools all use manual mimeographing.
The teachers used wax paper to engrave the test questions on the wax paper, and then printed them out one by one with a mimeograph machine.
Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that the papers of that year exuded the fragrance of ink.
If you don't pay attention, your hands will be covered with ink when making the paper.
Xu Erlong's idea was to establish a relationship with the school administrator and see if he could get some school papers.
After all, these days, there are no teaching aids, no Huanggang Secret Volume, no teaching aids on new concepts and the like.
If you want to practice some questions, you have to rely on the school teachers to make up some questions for students to practice on.
If the teacher's own skills are poor, he may even make mistakes.
This is also the basic reason why teachers with poor standards cannot teach students well. Once they make a mistake, everyone is wrong.
If what I studied is wrong, what will I use to take the college entrance examination?
The two of them were talking, and Xu Erlong helped him push the basket to a place where scraps were collected.
This is a private scrap collection station. It probably has some private relationship with the school janitor here, so the school janitor brought these scraps of paper here for processing.
Xu Erlong took a look at this scrap collection station.
Judging from the layout, this is really school business, and most of the things piled here are scrap books and notebooks.
There are also some old toothpaste casings, glass bottles, wires and the like on one side, but books and papers make up the majority.
Seeing people weighing people on scales, Xu Erlong stood away knowingly and walked farther away.
Otherwise, watching people collect money will always make them feel uncomfortable.
Although I deal with some scraps of paper in private, the school probably doesn't care about it, but when I see it being sold for money, I can't help but be gossiped about.
He stood aside and flipped through the old papers and books, and he really found out some interesting things.
There are many scrapped papers here, from all disciplines.
After all, because printing is all done manually, errors are inevitable, the ink is uneven, the handwriting is unclear, or the ink smudges are too large, so it cannot be used.
Xu Erlong had another suspicion in his mind.
He originally came here to see if he could take the path of being a principal.
After losing hope, he came up with the idea of finding a better teacher and getting some information.
As a result, when he met a school janitor who was doing mimeographing, he thought that he could start with the janitor and give him some money to get some mimeographed papers.
But now I see that even this one can be omitted.
He can directly search for these scrapped papers at this waste collection station, sort out a few more scrapped papers, and he can always make a complete one.
So, after walking back with the school janitor for a while, Xu Erlong handed him a cigarette, said a few polite words, and everyone went about their own business.
Xu Erlong returned to the scrap collection station and began to discuss business with the people at the collection station.
The scrap collection station purchases these waste items, sorts them into categories, and then sells them to various related factories for reuse.
The money earned is the difference in price.
Xu Erlong was willing to pay five times the purchase price to buy the scrap materials.
The proprietress of the scrap recycling depot was naturally happy to do so. It required no effort or trouble. She could just resell the goods and earn five times the price difference, so why not do it.