Song Tan Jishi

  Song Tan didn't know that he already had a large number of potential customers.

   At this time, her vegetable selling group has nearly 500 people, and there are basically no dives, all of them are customers who spend multiple times.

   Entering April, I am asking almost every day: "When will we continue selling vegetables?"

   Obviously, the world has been suffering for a long time!

   But there is no rush to sell vegetables.

  The Chinese cabbage with the shortest growth period has only grown a few leaves now, and it has not yet reached its maximum age.

  Song Tan had no choice but to pretend not to watch the group, and stared at Qiao Qiao in class every day.

  When Xin Jun came, he was actually for the food and to escape the miserable life of a waiter.

  But when he woke up at six o'clock following the biological clock of Song Tan's house, he smelled the fresh smell in the air, looked at the row of squirrels on the wall that were getting smoother and smoother, and the comfortable and sound sleep last night...

   "Teacher, do you drink polenta?"

  Jojo was wearing an apron and was holding a large bowl at the moment, standing by the pot and asking him.

   All Xin Jun's thoughts were thrown away:

"eat!"

  …

  Although they are all mountain farmhouses, this farmhouse and my own farmhouse have completely different routines.

   At my own farmhouse, it is less than twelve o'clock at night, and it is impossible to rest.

  The waiter can go to work at nine o'clock, but as one of the bosses, he has to go out to buy some dishes that cannot be delivered at seven o'clock.

  What about here?

  After nine o'clock in the evening, basically all the lights in the rooms were turned off, and the whole village became quiet.

  He didn't intend to go to bed so early, but he fell asleep while watching the iPad propped on the table. I woke up automatically at five o'clock in the morning, my mind was clearer than ever, but my body was lazy and crisp, as if I had been relaxed from the inside out.

   It can be seen that going out to work is the life of a fairy, but living in your own home is a social animal!

  He sent a message to her mother early in the morning:

  【Mom, I have already come to this boss. It is indeed a remote mountain village, and the transportation is very inconvenient. But I also found out that the boss has planted a lot of things at home, and the harvest time is coming soon, so I'll wait here first. 】

  Mother Xin couldn't hear the notification when she was asleep, so he didn't have to pick a time to send the message.

  Who knows, there will be a reply in the next moment:

【good! Remember to establish a good relationship and buy a lot. Mom wants to expand our villa again. But son, hurry up and come back when you’re done. You’re not at home. Mom made the accounts until past eleven o’clock last night, and no one took care of the one who didn’t come to deliver the eggs in the morning... Alas, the store manager, the manager and the accountant all said , Their workload is heavy and their wages need to be raised—son, you can save mom 10,000 yuan a month! 】

  The 59-second long voice ruthlessly explained how Xin Jun worked like a cow at home.

  He numbly got up from the bed, squatted down to the grass outside the yard to rinse his mouth with a toothbrushing cup, and waited until everything was ready, holding this bowl of sticky yellow corn grits, he felt alive.

  So, he picked up another steaming steamed bun for himself, and said vaguely:

"Song Tan, it's like this. I don't have enough teaching experience, and Qiao Qiao can't follow the rhythm of ordinary students' courses. Otherwise, I'll spend two days with him to see his ability, and the salary will be calculated after the official class starts two days later. How about it?"

  He sincerely wants to teach Qiao Qiao well, but he definitely can't follow the students' schedule.

   After all, Qiao Qiao still has to work at home and learn how to cook, so education and certification are secondary.

  Nowadays, everything he learns is essentially for gaining weight in his future life, so it is even more important to adapt the learning method and time.

  Song Tan was overjoyed: "Okay! Teacher Xin, you can arrange it!"

  The more cautious you are, the more careful you prove. Everyone understands this truth.

  Song Sancheng and Wu Lan were overjoyed: "Mr. Xin, why don't you calculate your salary in two days? From now on, you will be our Qiao Qiao's teacher—come and have a steamed stuffed bun!"

  Xin Jun took it with a smile: "Actually, I fell in love with you guys."

   Now, Seventh Cousin also laughed: "Come on, have another steamed stuffed bun!"

   This is a traditional northern big steamed stuffed bun, vermicelli, egg, lard residue, plus previously frozen milk vetch mince!

   It's delicious!

  Xin Jun took it with difficulty—he felt that although he was full, he could still eat!

  Jojo blinked: "Don't you have class today?"

  Xin Jun nodded: "Yes, the teacher wants to see how Qiao Qiao's work is done first."

   Qiao Qiao looked at Song Tan in confusion: "But my sister said that she is the boss, and she is responsible for checking Qiao Qiao's work and then paying wages."

   "Teacher, will you be paid after the inspection?"

   Ah this.

Xin Jun praised Qiao Qiao's thinking logic, and then said seriously: "Your sister is the principal, and she is going to pay the teacher and me. The teacher teaches Qiao Qiao, and it is the teacher's job. The salary for Qiao Qiao's work, It’s because Qiao Qiao earns money by working for her sister while going to school.”

  In this long passage, the three characters change back and forth, making people confused.

  Jojo nodded immediately:

   "I understand! The teacher teaches Qiao Qiao to get paid, and Qiao Qiao can get paid to work for her sister. My sister is both the principal and the boss."

   Now, Xin Juncai was really pleasantly surprised: "Qiao Qiao is so smart!"

   Regretted again: "If I had gone to school earlier..."

  If he could go to school earlier, this kind of mentally handicapped boy with complete logical thinking might be able to go out to work now.

  For the farmer, being able to go out to work alone has proved his ability to survive alone! He also grew up in the village and knew the importance of this matter.

   But Song Tan knew in his heart: Qiao Qiao was very smart before, but he was not so smart. Look at Ulan and Song Sancheng's increasingly black hair and ruddy complexion...

  The wisps of aura she drew from her practice every night were still useful after all.

  However, Song Sancheng shook his head for Xin Jun's regret:

   "Mr. Xin, our family was very poor in the early years. Qiao Qiao had to go to school, so he had to send it to a school outside—"

  The village primary school has been gone for many years, and if it is sent to the town, it is estimated that the money will be collected. However, the primary school in the town stipulates that students in the nearby villages have to live in the school in the third grade.

  Eating, brushing his teeth, washing his hair, and taking a shower, he moved slowly, unable to keep up.

  Come back once a week, how dare Song Sancheng!

   "A baby like him will definitely be wronged if he goes outside. He might not know if he is being bullied. My mother and I are reluctant."

   "It's good like this, the children are happy, and we can rest assured."

  Song Sancheng certainly didn't want to spoil his children, and didn't think about the future for the sake of temporary stability. The couple originally planned to teach a little at home by themselves.

  Although I don’t teach much, I can always learn it after decades.

  Jojo... He is fair and good-looking, well-behaved, and easy to coax and deceive. Just put it outside and seal it in the school, parents dare not!