peerless teacher

Sun Mo didn't intend to show off the scarcity of the giant's medicine pack, but was really worried that what if Zheng Qingfang was in poor health and was frightened to death by the giant that popped out suddenly?

"Hehe, I remember."

Zheng Qingfang actually wanted to invite Sun Mo to take a bath together, but if he did so, he might be mistaken for wanting to enjoy his ancient dragon-capturing hand, so he didn't say anything.

"Uncle Zheng, I think you look good. Don't change your food recently, just keep eating like this."

Sun Mo activated the Divine Insight Technique, and because his proficiency has reached the master level, when he looked at Zheng Qingfang, he spontaneously gave a maintenance plan, including diet, exercise, and even bed arrangements. It can be described as comprehensive.

Sun Mo took a piece of paper and wrote it down.

"Little brother, your calligraphy is quite beautiful."

Zheng Qingfang is worthy of being an old man who likes calligraphy and painting, and he didn't care about the capacity of Sun Mo's writing at all.

"so so!"

Sun Mo's handwriting is blackboard style, which is used to write blackboard writing on the blackboard. In the eyes of people in this era, it is fresh and interesting, but it has absolutely no artistic value.

"Uncle Zheng, follow this recipe and eat three meals a day for at least three months, and don't stop practicing moderately!"

Sun Mo explained, and walked behind Zheng Qingfang: "I'll give you another massage!"

Zheng Qingfang didn't want to bother Sun Mo at first, but as soon as the kid put his hands on his shoulders, Zheng Qingfang lost his resistance in an instant, as if falling into a cloud, and he felt comfortable floating up.

Sun Mo first used the blood circulation technique to clean up the toxins in Zheng Qingfang's blood, and then gave him a full set.

When it was done, Zheng Qingfang slumped on the recliner like noodles.

"Help your master to clean it!"

Under the maid's attire, Sun Mo washed his hands and face.

Half an hour later, a refreshed Zheng Qingfang appeared in front of Sun Mo. Not only was his face flushed, but his voice was full of spirit.

"Amazing, really amazing."

Zheng Qingfang was filled with emotion: "Little brother, it's really thanks to you that I can live up to this old life."

Ding!

Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +100, friendly (560/1000).

"Uncle Zheng is serious."

Sun Mo shook his head.

"Ha ha!"

Zheng Qingfang didn't say any more. Some kindness should be kept in his heart for the rest of his life: "By the way, did you encounter any difficulties during your sudden visit this time? If I can do it, I will definitely accept it."

It wasn't that Zheng Qingfang was direct, but that he felt that with his relationship with Sun Mo, there was no need for so many politeness, and Sun Mo's business was his own business.

"There are several business owners who want to use farmers to coerce Zhongzhou Academy to raise prices!"

Sun Mo said the matter again.

"These profiteers, earning so much money, are still not satisfied. They really deserve to die."

Zheng Qingfang patted the table after listening.

As a ruler, Zheng Qingfang first considers the interests of farmers. After all, this is the foundation of a country. As for businessmen, they are fat sheep raised in captivity. wave.

"I think someone behind the scenes is ordering them to make trouble."

Sun Mo was vaccinated first, and in all likelihood, it was that Prince Li Zixing.

"No matter what kind of background these profiteers stand behind, if they do this kind of thing, they must be prepared to accept punishment."

Zheng Qingfang's tone was very tough, and he was also giving Sun Mo a reassurance that I, Zheng Qingfang, took care of this matter.

"Uncle Zheng, I have some selfish intentions. I want to help the Zhongzhou Academy through this crisis, but more importantly, I am still grievances for those farmers. Why have I worked so hard to grow vegetables for a year and burn them for a year?" The charcoal is only earned in the end, and most of it is earned by those middlemen."

Sun Mo has seen this kind of news too much.

The watermelons, grapes, and all kinds of vegetables grown by farmers are purchased by merchants for a few cents, and even the prices are too low, so no one cares about them, and they rot in the fields. But once they enter the supermarket, ordinary people want to buy them. That would be expensive as hell.

What garlic you are ruthless, ginger you army, isn't it all speculation!

But Sun Mo also understands that businessmen do business to make money, and who would do business without profit?

Of course, in modern times, Sun Mo had no choice but to be led by the market itself, but in Kyushu, the government has the final say, if they say kill your head, they will kill you.

"What do you want to do?"

Zheng Qingfang saw that Sun Mo had ideas, and motioned him to speak out.

Sun Mo didn't hide anything, and told Zheng Qingfang his plan.

"Okay, just do as you say."

Zheng Qingfang readily agreed.

Sun Mo had achieved his goal, so he bid farewell and left.

Zheng Qingfang originally wanted to ask for a painting, but seeing that Sun Mo was so busy, he was too embarrassed to ask, so he took out the Sanzang's Journey to the West and the Girl's Spring Rain, and continued to admire it.

Recently, Zheng Qingfang couldn't eat or sleep if he didn't admire these two famous paintings for a while every day.

After dinner, Zheng Qingfang asked his servants to prepare bath water: "Go and call Qi'er!"

Zheng Qingfang wanted to take a bath with his grandson, but who knew that the servant came to report and the young master was practicing calligraphy.

"Study? Are you reading miscellaneous books?"

Zheng Qingfang snorted coldly, he didn't believe that playful bastard could practice calligraphy patiently, he must have acquired a new pornographic novel and was fascinated by it.

If you don't learn well at such a young age, will you still have it when you grow up?

Zheng Qingfang rushed to his grandson's study room, and was about to reprimand him, but he saw a little fat man standing in front of the desk, writing seriously.

Whoa!

A gust of wind blew over the paper on the table and spilled it all over the floor.

Zheng Qingfang looked down, and although the words on the paper were ugly, it was obvious that they had worked hard.

"Isn't it? Are you really practicing calligraphy?"

Zheng Qingfang was surprised, and he found that his grandson had an extra serious air, which is really rare.

The little fat man was so engrossed that he didn't even know that Zheng Qingfang was coming.

"what happened?"

Zheng Qingfang retreated quietly, asked the servant, and soon, he knew the answer.

In the afternoon, Young Master Sun met Sun Mo in the study, went to the toilet, locked himself in the study, and started practicing calligraphy.

"Sun Mo?"

Zheng Qingfang slapped his head in frustration, how could I forget this, I can ask him to be a tutor for my grandson!

Maybe my naughty grandson, under Sun Mo's training, can turn his back on his evil ways and become sensible and eager to learn.

……

Fatty Zheng Qi'er was practicing calligraphy, and as he was practicing, he burst into tears.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?"

The calligraphy practiced by the little fat man came from a book called Yu X Tuan, which was also an erotic novel, and the most exciting part was written, but he found that he had no response at all.

This... This is obviously useless!

I haven't been to a brothel yet, and I haven't tasted the taste of a famous prostitute. No, I want to practice and train my body to the point where it can stand up to the sky.

So in the following days, Zheng Qier began to exercise hard.

Sun Mo didn't know that the halo of a famous teacher he unintentionally released was changing a teenager's daily life.

……

In the early morning, the chirping of insects and birds makes the villa area appear more tranquil.

Sun Mo likes this environment. He gets up, brushes his teeth, and then goes to the backyard for morning exercises.

"is the teacher here?"

Li Ziqi and Lu Zhiruo knocked on the door with some ingredients.

"Why are you here?"

Sun Mo was surprised.

"Of course it's to take care of the teacher's daily life!"

Li Ziqi grinned, and went to the kitchen. After a while, a sumptuous breakfast was prepared. For this meal, she asked the five chefs at home for advice.

Sun Mo touched Lu Zhiruo's forehead, and opened the bronze treasure chest.

A time badge has been obtained.

After struggling for a few minutes, Sun Mo finally chose to upgrade the Wind King Divine Step. This is a light skill. After learning it, the movement speed can be increased several times.

Ding!

"Congratulations, your proficiency in Wind King God Step has been raised to the specialization level."

The three of them had breakfast together, went to the teaching building, and then parted ways at the entrance of the building.

The two girls went to listen to teacher Yan's animal psychic class, while Sun Mo went to the medical practice class, but in the middle of the class, there was a huge commotion on campus.

More than 1000 people, shouting slogans, poured into the campus.

"There are old people on the top, and young people on the bottom. No one cares about starving to death!"

"The leaders of Zhongzhou eat meat, we eat shit!"

"Let the Minister of Logistics, Sun Mo, go away, we don't want to lead with ulterior motives."

These more than 1000 people, looking at their clothes, were all farmers facing the loess and their backs to the sky. They shouted hoarsely, revealing a sense of sadness and resentment.

Swish!

A total of three hundred eyes in the lecture theater fell on Sun Mo.

Even the students know that the logistics director of Zhongzhou Academy is Sun Mo.

"Sun Mo is in big trouble this time!"

"I heard that he rejected the three business owners forcefully. Look, the revenge will come immediately."

"Let's see how he solves it this time? If it doesn't work out, his reputation will be ruined."

The teachers are also watching.

An Xinhui, who got the news, rushed over immediately.

"Everyone, uncles, what are you going to do?"

An Xinhui's brows were furrowed, the peasants went on a parade, if the news got out, it would have an impact on Zhongzhou Academy's reputation.

Several representatives came out with helpless expressions on their faces.

"Principal An, we can't afford to eat anymore. I heard that you are in favor of a price increase, but was rejected by that Minister Sun?"

The person who spoke was an old man in his fifties named Yu Sheng. As soon as he opened his mouth, he pulled An Xinhui into his side and made Sun Mo a target.

"Who told you that the price will increase?"

Lian Zheng also came, upon hearing this, he questioned him angrily.

"Mr. Lian, we choose the best vegetables and charcoal, and supply them to Zhongzhou University as soon as possible. Have you ever neglected them in these years? Now, the price of rice and food in the market has risen, and we just follow it up a little bit." , can't it?"

Old man Yu is very tough, even though he is a farmer, he is not afraid of these teachers, because even if you are upset with me, you can't beat me, right?

The identity of a farmer is old man Yu's natural amulet.

Just like Sun Mo, beating up a businessman is for nothing, and he can even say that he is rich and unkind. Can you let him try beating up a farmer?Guaranteed to be blackened into carbon the next day.

In Kyushu, farmers are a vulnerable group and need to be taken care of. This is political correctness.

Chapter 271