Chapter 742 Report

"Teacher Qian likes to take advantage of small things." Xue Yuantong quietly told Jiang Ning.

He often took the vegetables grown by Uncle Tang and asked Butcher Zhang for pig offal. During festivals, when her mother steamed buns, fried snacks, and made pickles, Teacher Qian always took the most.

Jiang Ning started the battery car: "Indeed, he even cheated Dongdong's pocket money."

Dongdong was a well-known naughty child in the bungalow. This summer vacation, Jiang Ning scared him away with a ghost array, otherwise he would have been a nuisance to the neighbors.

Xue Yuantong explained one by one: "Yes, a few years ago, my family just moved to a bungalow. One day, there was a strong wind. Dongdong picked up a pot and took it to the river dam to sell it to a rag collector. When he came back and passed by Teacher Qian's house, he saw Teacher Qian playing with a spinning top. Teacher Qian sold the spinning top to Dongdong for 10 yuan. In fact, even if the spinning top was new, it only cost 5 yuan."

Jiang Ning: "It's really dark."

Xue Yuantong pecked like a chicken: "Yeah, so Teacher Qian got retribution."

Jiang Ning asked: "What retribution?"

Xue Yuantong gritted his teeth and held back his laughter: "Teacher Qian was watching TV at night and found that there was no signal. Later, I found out that Dongdong picked up his family's satellite dish."

Jiang Ning laughed twice and closed his mouth again.

At this moment, he deeply understood how difficult the living environment of a bungalow was. In his previous life, Tongtong was able to spend three years in junior high school and three years in high school in such an environment.

During her junior high school years, this little girl lived with her mother and lived in a bungalow. When she went to school, she had to help the gang led by Duan Shigang, such as the little girl Qiu Die, to do homework and provide cheating services for exams.

I have to say that her ability to withstand pressure is indeed very strong.

Jiang Ning decided that he could try to squeeze Tongtong and test her potential in the future.

…

The river dam was bustling with people. It was four or five o'clock in winter, and many snack carts were already in place.

Lin Zida saw that Teacher Qian was interested in buying food, and he immediately said, "It's really buy one get one free. Fried rice and fried noodles are five yuan a portion, with eggs and vegetables."

Teacher Qian calculated that it was a bit expensive before five yuan, but buy one get one free, and it was reduced to two yuan a portion, which was a great bargain!

"Okay, have a fried rice, eat one here, and pack one for me." Teacher Qian nodded and handed over an iron pot.

Originally, he was going to pack it away, but since it was buy one get one free, it was just right to leave one for the old woman at home.

As for the money, of course, it was paid after the meal.

After sitting down, Teacher Qian saw the empty plastic table and frowned and shouted: "Where's the tea? Give me some tea!"

Before Lin Zida set up the stall, he was mentally prepared to serve customers. Hearing the shouting, he did not complain and quickly poured a cup of tea.

Teacher Qian tasted the tea and looked at the slowly flowing Huishui River in the north. He cleared his throat and chanted a poem: "The setting sun shines on the river in winter, and the flowing water silently reflects the setting sun!"

Lin Zida clapped his hands: "What a good poem, a good poem! The artistic conception of this poem is really good!"

Teacher Qian felt that Lin Zida was a teachable child. Now he was chanting poems at the river dam. Old man Tang said he really loved to read, and the damn butcher Zhang called him a poor guy. Tongtong and Jiang Ning next door didn't even look at him.

'It's really a group of wild boars that can't eat fine bran! ' Teacher Qian was very dissatisfied.

Today, I met a little friend by chance, and Teacher Qian was in a great mood.

He likes to teach others: "Why do you two come to the river dam to fish every day? Now you have set up a snack stand. Don't you study?"

Lin Zida said nonsense: "Of course we study. We are students of No. 4 Middle School. Isn't it important to practice life now?"

He has a wide range of knowledge. Although he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he has read a lot of books. In addition, he has high emotional intelligence. He can actually chat with Teacher Qian.

Only Zhuang Jianhui, who is disabled but determined, is left to fry noodles by himself.

His right hand is not good yet. As a young man, Zhuang Jianhui has learned to use chopsticks with his left hand during this period. Fried rice is naturally a piece of cake. Anyway, it's just a matter of using the spatula.

Teacher Qian saw it and secretly agreed. He said: "You two are really good. You know how to work and study. Unlike our neighbor, who is about the same age as you, he just sleeps at the door every day and doesn't think about making progress!"

Lin Zida thought about it. Isn't the neighbor he is talking about Jiang Ning?

It seems that this person doesn't have a good relationship with Jiang Ning!

'It seems that Jiang Ning is indeed capable, but he doesn't seem to be good at interpersonal relationships. ’Lin Zida made such a judgment.

A few minutes later, a plate of fried rice was served, and Zhuang Jianhui wiped his hands: "You are our first customer, so I added an extra egg for you."

"Okay!" Teacher Qian got the upper hand again, and was happy. He looked down and found that the fried rice was black.

He wondered: "Too much soy sauce?"

Lin Zida made up for his good brother: "Hahaha, you guessed it."

Zhuang Jianhui's words were finally not spoken. It was not that there was too much soy sauce, but that the rice was fried black.

Lin Zida brought a can of Lao Gan Ma and gave Teacher Qian two spoonfuls.

Lao Gan Ma is not cheap, a can costs nearly ten yuan!

Lin Zida gave two large spoonfuls to help as a side dish.

Teacher Qian was a little unhappy at first, but seeing this, he hurriedly urged: "Another spoonful!"

Lin Zida added generously.

'Damn, I made a profit! 'Teacher Qian was very happy.

He picked up a disposable spoon. Zhuang Jianhui was not an ordinary person. The spoon he was given was a high-quality hard plastic spoon with a frosted surface.

"Not bad, not bad." Teacher Qian had a good eye, and he was ready to taste the food.

Zhuang Jianhui was full of expectations, expecting to be recognized by others.

The second-generation brother who usually stood above everyone else was now holding his head in a knot, waiting for the evaluation of ordinary people.

Teacher Qian took a big bite of the fried rice. It tasted bitter, the rice was raw, and it had a weird smell!

Teacher Qian spit it out directly, and asked with a painful look on his face: "Did you fry it with gasoline?"

Lin Zida burst out laughing, "How can that be possible? Gasoline is more expensive!"

Teacher Qian took another bite and vomited again.

Before Zhuang Jianhui asked how it tasted, Teacher Qian cursed: "It tastes really bad!"

He finished the Lao Gan Ma sauce in two mouthfuls, took a swig of tea, and left without looking back or giving him any money.

Zhuang Jianhui's handsome face was distorted.

Lin Zida was stunned. They were having a good conversation just now, but why did they suddenly fall out now?

Don't you want to give me any face?

He cleared the table and comforted his good brother: "It's okay, don't worry, maybe it's because the food doesn't suit your taste. Old men like them like strong food."

Zhuang Jianhui had a bad start, which seriously affected his mood. His handsome face was a little dark, as if someone owed him money.

During this period, Butcher Zhang took his good dog and strolled to the river dam.

Butcher Zhang usually sells pork in the vegetable market. Because of the business, he can only suppress his nature, but once the meat selling is over, he likes to take his dog shopping and behaves arrogantly wherever he goes.

"You guys look familiar?" Butcher Zhang recognized Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui.

Lin Zida said: "Uncle, I am the one who usually fishes."

Butcher Zhang: "Oh, it's you."

Lin Zida solicits customers: "Want a bowl of fried rice? Opening today, buy one get one free."

"Okay." Butcher Zhang didn't want to open the fire tonight, he said: "There's no need to buy one, get one free, just give me a bowl."

When Lin Zida heard this, he said, "Good guy, you are so generous!"

He was also generous: "Uncle, when you finish eating later, just give me two yuan and a half."

Butcher Zhang patted him on the shoulder: "Young man is sensible."

Lin Zida was very good at chatting and laughing, and Butcher Zhang was amused: "Hey, you are really talented. If that boy from our neighbor were to be so sensible, I would have to burn incense!"

Lin Zida then thought, isn't his neighbor Jiang Ning?

‘Jiang Ning not only had a bad relationship with the old scholar just now, but also had a bad relationship with this strong uncle. ’ Lin Zida came to a conclusion.

Uncle Qiang is an open-minded person, and Lin Zida has a good impression.

A few minutes later, Zhuang Jianhui served fried rice.

Butcher Zhang only took half a mouthful before he vomited.

Zhuang Jianhui: "Isn't it delicious?"

Butcher Zhang didn't say anything. He grabbed a handful and threw it on the ground for the big wolf dog to eat. The big wolf dog turned its head aside and refused to eat.

Butcher Zhang cursed: "The dogs won't even eat it!"

He walked away.

Zhuang Jianhui took a few deep breaths to calm down and said to Lin Zida: "Little Fatty, stop chatting."

Lin Zida was also quite unsympathetic: "I just want to get acquainted with him and have a good relationship."

…

At around five o'clock, Jiang Ning was carrying a wooden sword. Well, it was the wooden sword that cut off Dongdong's sword.

Xue Yuantong took the model airplane and climbed onto the river dam with him happily.

This was the first time that Xue Yuantong showed the model aircraft in front of everyone. She was still a little embarrassed, but when she saw Jiang Ning beside her, she immediately raised her head and chest.

The two planned to cross the crowded river dam and find an open space to take off. They passed by Zhuang Jianhui's fried rice stall and found that there was no customer, but the fried rice stall and oden stall on both sides of them were surrounded by several pedestrians.

Jiang Ning asked: "What, no one buys it?"

Lin Zida was ashamed.

Zhuang Jianhui is now gradually accepting the reality and admits: "The taste is not good."

Xue Yuantong asked him: "Why don't you make something delicious?"

Zhuang Jianhui was depressed and thought to himself: ‘Do you think I don’t want to? ’

Xue Yuantong really didn't understand, because in her opinion, as long as she watched her mother cook once, she could make it delicious.

She and Jiang Ning played happily.

Zhuang Jianhui sat on the stool, feeling hopeless.

Lin Zida came up with an idea: "There is no future in self-study, why don't you become a teacher? Our boss Yang, who fishes every day, is just a chef, isn't he?"

Zhuang Jianhui: "It's finally the weekend, so I can't wait until tomorrow!"

Lin Zida: "I'll make a call."

Boss Yang had a wide network of contacts and vaguely knew the identity of Lin Hezhuang. After receiving the call, he rode a battery car from the farmhouse to Heba without saying a word.

Yang Fei is tall and strong, and always has a smile on his face.

After chatting for a while, he washed his hands and used 100% of his skills.

Yang Fei was born in a small county town. He was able to marry the daughter of a big boss in the city, and his family skills were first-rate.

He heats up the pot, pours oil, adds egg liquid, stir-fries the seeds, then adds rice, stir-fries...

Finally, add salt and chopped green onion, and a green onion aroma will come out.

Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui looked at it and saw that the rice grains were clearly defined. The egg grains were about the same size as the rice grains, and the colors were evenly matched.

Zhuang Jianhui took a taste and fell silent.

Lin Zida: “It’s so delicious!”

Yang Fei chuckled twice: "It must be, otherwise even if it is fried with local eggs, I would not dare to sell it for 18 a portion."

"Actually, I'm okay with this. I asked someone to help me find a chef before, and the egg fried rice cook is much better than mine. Unfortunately, he asked for 20,000 yuan a month, and I can't afford to hire him." Yang Fei said.

Lin Zida asked: "Do you still have contact information? Money is not an issue."

Yang Fei: "Sure, I'll send it to you."

Before taking out his phone, he seemed to have thought of something. He hesitated and said, "Actually, the little girl next door, Tongtong, makes delicious fried rice."

Lin Zida: "You can't compete with the chef, right?"

…

"Buzz~" Accompanied by the chirping of the coreless motor, the Mustang fighter jet took off from the ground, shocking the children around it.

The children stood on the ground, raised their heads and looked blankly at the plane flying in the sky, and then looked at the pitiful bamboo dragonfly in their hands. A little boy threw the bamboo dragonfly to the ground and cried: "Mom, I want to play with that!" "

Xue Yuantong's control skills are now very superb. She lowered the altitude and controlled the plane to fly overhead. The "buzzing" sound resounded through the air, causing the children to scream anxiously.

Xue Yuantong was in an extremely happy mood. Unknowingly, she changed from the little girl who could only watch others playing with toys to a happy child who was watched playing with toys.

Jiang Ning rarely took photos before. Firstly, she didn’t like taking photos, and secondly, she didn’t know who to share them with.

At this moment, he took out his mobile phone, recorded Tongtong's silhouette and the model airplane in the sky, and sent it to the Kuaishou platform.

Before exiting, he glanced at the chat list and seemed to see a message from Brother Liu of AAA Building Materials. He smiled and did not reply.

After that, Jiang Ning used her mobile phone to take a few photos of Tongtong from a high position. She was 50 centimeters tall and she was 1.5 meters tall, and then sent them to Chu Chu.

Xue Chuchu was in school and had just finished school.

The Qingbei class was very quiet. Even after school, classmates Jin Yuanhang and Tao Zhi did not leave and were discussing math problems.

As usual, she turned on her phone to see if Tongtong had asked her to bring food.

Tongtong often asked her to bring some snacks, and sure enough, Tongtong told her to buy a fried chicken fillet for 6 yuan, which was medium spicy.

At the same time, I also received a message from Jiang Ning. After clicking on it, I saw the photo Jiang Ning sent. The photo taken by Tongtong looked like cabbage growing in the ground.

She was speechless and replied with a string of ellipses.

After sending it, she wondered whether replying like this would make Jiang Ning think she was too cold?

So, Xue Chuchu replied: "She will be angry."

Jiang Ning: "It's okay, she doesn't know."

But Jiang Ning didn't expect that after Bold Chuchu arrived home, he would leak the news to Tongtong, causing Tongtong to ignore him.

He even devoured the fried chicken fillet bought outside the school.

In the bedroom, the lights are brightly lit.

"Tongtong, Tongtong." Jiang Ning shouted.

Xue Yuantong was playing on the computer and didn't look back at all. He thought to himself, "It's so bad that he filmed me like that. He must be the one to take advantage of me." ’

Jiang Ning: "I want to tell you something, it's very important."

Xue Yuantong was still a little angry. He slowly turned around in his chair and put on airs: "Well, if you have something to report, you will leave the court if you have nothing to do. Please bow before reporting."

Seeing Xue Chuchu on the side, she felt a little restless and wanted to go home, but Jiang Ning stopped her with her eyes.

Jiang Ning bowed: "What now?"

Xue Yuantong: "Well, tell me."

Jiang Ning smiled: "Chu Chu also brought you a piece of yogurt and hawthorn balls. Well, I finished them."