Carrying a Jurassic on me
Chapter 266 - 126: Paper is also Very Valuable -1

Chapter 266: Chapter 126: Paper is also Very Valuable -1

People from other places may not know about Sancha River Town, but everyone in this small town, especially those in school know exactly how students take exams.

Exam questions are sourced from various materials by teachers preparing them meticulously.

Occasionally, a teacher might exhaust all means to obtain a mock test paper from a reputed key school, which brings immense delight to the whole teaching staff like they have found a hidden treasure.

Given that the exam questions are prepared ourselves, naturally, the test papers are also printed in our school.

When it comes to printing, every school in the town only possesses one mimeograph machine. The process requires carving the test paper templates on wax paper with an iron pen and then printing these papers overnight using the mimeograph machine.

As a result, after each exam during a new semester, students assess their teachers’ ’calligraphy skills’. If a teacher’s handwriting is unreadable or sloppy, they can expect to be quietly criticized by the students.

Despite the somewhat primitive printing methods, the number of exams is never scarce.

Whenever exams are approaching, all the teachers hover around the machine, waiting their turn. Especially before significant examinations such as monthly, mid-term, or final exams, the test papers are printed overnight and immediately brought to the exam room.

Consequently, the students taking the exam can always smell the pungent ’scent of ink’ the moment they receive the paper. They also have to be cautious not to sweat on the papers and avoid rubbing it, to prevent the words from blurring.

And after the test, inevitably, everyone’s palms are stained with ink.

Given the capability, the schools could, during junior high school and high school, print a complete set of essential study materials for students with this technology.

So, the students who went to school then know exactly how much paper a school of that size used each term, considering the sacred number of mimeograph printed test papers and materials they had used.

"How can this paper be worth so much?" Xu Xiaoyan gawked at the pile of money on the bed which she had been counting since that afternoon into the night, remarking to herself once again.

"Wake up, girl, we have only sold half, the other half is still waiting to be sold!" Yan Fei, who was practicing writing next to her, couldn’t stand it any longer and reminded her.

Through the connection of Xu Xiaoyan’s former head teacher, the several schools in the town had purchased almost half of the paper Yan Fei had brought. They had already received the money.

The girl started counting the money over and over again since she got it. Yan Fei looked at her and felt a headache for her.

"Ah! Yes, this is only the money for the half that’s been sold..." Xu Xiaoyan was still astonished.

The fact is, she had seen more money before. The thing is, this money was earned through her own effort - she had merely contacted her elementary school grade five head teacher.

Furthermore, they both hadn’t anticipated that so much money could be made from selling these papers.

"Think about it, even scrap paper sells for a few dimes per catty! Look at the weight of all our papers, all of which are unused. It’s perfectly normal to sell for so much!" Yan Fei tried to make her understand.

Initially, he too underestimated how much these papers would sell for. Given that these papers were gotten for free, it was natural to undervalue them.

Now that a part of the paper has been sold and they got the money, he realized these papers were not as cheap as he had initially thought.

It was indeed a lot of money. Even though they only sold half of the paper, they already made thousands of yuan.

Don’t forget they have stock in a small warehouse. An informal calculation shows that about three to four cubic meters of such packed paper is enough for a ton, which sells for hundreds of yuan. Let alone new paper.

"Hmph, you are just skilled at wisdom after the event!" The girl came back to earth and disdainfully said to him. "But with this much money, I can’t take half of it. It’s better if you keep it! If I hold onto this much money, even if it is only half, I’m worried I wouldn’t be able to sleep well!"

"Okay, anyway I said all this money is your pocket money. Just ask me for it when you want to spend it! I’ll keep it for you." Yan Fei said and prepared to take away the money.

"Hold on, let me count it a little longer!" The girl immediately stopped him. "The more I look at it, the happier I feel! Wait for the paper to be all sold, then you can buy some cows! With so much pocket money, I don’t know when I would finish spending it!"

"If you want to buy cows, we will buy them. The money won’t grow by just sitting there, but after buying cows, it will gradually increase. But you also need to buy some clothes and learn how to spend money. When you go to university in the future, you can’t be as stingy as before. It would be shame on our Yan Family if you don’t know how to spend money when you have it," Yan Fei boasted shamelessly.

In fact, he doesn’t spend much money himself. He is just willing to pay when it’s necessary.

"Pah! Who belongs to your Yan Family? You act so old-fashioned when you are still so young..." Blushing, the girl glanced sideways at him. Under the light, she looked somewhat coquettish.

Yan Fei just sat there grinning foolishly.

"That’s it, put it away, we have to go to the county town tomorrow! Maybe our school uses even more paper, and they might buy all the remaining paper at once!" The girl was somewhat embarrassed by his gaze, so she started getting him to move along.

Yan Fei obediently collected the money. Their things have always been yours is mine, and mine is yours, they had never thought about distinguishing ownership.

The next morning, Yan Fei woke Xiaoyan up. She barely opened her eyes and had dark circles under her eyes, showing that she had a restless night due to the sudden joy of making money.

Even so, when it was time to leave after breakfast, she did not forget to remind Yan Fei to bring some paper samples to show her teachers at school.

The weather was hot, there were not many people in the car, they sat in the back, with the wind blowing in through the window, Yan Fei was a bit dissatisfied: "If I knew it would be like this, I wouldn’t have listened to you, why take a bus? The bus is too slow"

"We are carrying stuff! I don’t want you to be too tired. When we have money in the future, you don’t have to push yourself too hard everyday. Just concentrate on your studies when the school starts, and let them handle the ranch and liquor stores." As the new semester approaches, the girl becomes increasingly sentimental and less active than before.

"And you don’t need to go to the provincial city as often anymore, it’s too far. If you want to go, take the bus, and don’t stupidly run there yourself. In the future, when we have money, we’ll install a telephone so that I can call you."

Thus, they slowly made their way, with the girl constantly murmuring along the way.