Chapter 187 187. Let’s have another steamed bun [Please give me a monthly ticket]
Song Tan doesn’t know that he already has a large number of potential customers.
At this time, her vegetable sales group has nearly 500 people, and there are basically no divers, all of them are customers who have made multiple purchases.
In April, I am asking almost every day: "When will we continue to sell vegetables?"
Obviously the world has been suffering from bitter vegetables for a long time!
But selling vegetables cannot be rushed.
The Chinese cabbage, which has the shortest growth period, has only grown a few leaves now and has not yet reached its maximum size.
Song Tan had to pretend not to look at the group and stare at Qiao Qiao in class every day.
When Xin Jun came, he actually wanted to eat and escape from the boring waiter career.
But when he got up at six o'clock following Song Tan's biological clock, he smelled the fresh smell in the air, looked at the row of squirrels on the wall that were getting smoother and smoother by the day, and the comfortable scene last night A sound sleep...
"Teacher, do you want polenta?"
Qiao Qiao, who was wearing an apron and holding a large bowl, asked him while standing by the pot.
All Xin Jun’s thoughts were thrown away:
“Eat!”
…
Even though they are all farmhouses in the mountains, this farmhouse and my own farmhouse have completely different routines.
In my farmhouse, it is impossible to rest before twelve o'clock at night.
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 rooms turned off the lights, and the whole village became quiet.
He didn't plan to go to bed so early, but he fell asleep while looking at the iPad on the table. I woke up automatically at around five o'clock in the morning. My mind was clearer than ever before, but my body was languid, as if it was relaxed from the inside out.
It can be seen that going out to work is a fairy life, but being at home is like a social animal!
So he sent a message to her mother early in the morning:
[Mom, I have come to this boss’s place. 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 his house, and the harvest time is coming soon. I’ll wait here for now. 】
Mama Xin couldn’t hear the message prompts when she was fast asleep, so he didn’t have to choose the time to send the messages.
Who knows the next moment there will be a message reply:
[Okay! Remember to build a good relationship and make more purchases. Mom wants to expand our villa. But son, come back as soon as you're done. You're not at home. Mom did the accounting until after eleven o'clock last night. No one was there to deal with the fact that the egg delivery guy didn't come in the morning... Alas, the store manager, the manager and the accountant all... He said that they have a heavy workload and need to increase their wages - son, you can save your mother 10,000 yuan a month! 】
The 59-second long voice ruthlessly explained how Xin Jun worked as a cow and a horse at home.
He got up from the bed numbly, squatted in the grass outside the yard with a toothbrush cup in hand and rinsed his mouth. When everything was ready, holding a bowl of yellow and sticky corn grits, he felt alive. .
Therefore, he took another hot and noisy big 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 course rhythm of ordinary students. Otherwise, I will spend two days with him to see his ability, and then the salary will be calculated after the official start of the class two days later. How is it? "
He sincerely wants to teach Qiao Qiao well, but it will definitely not work according to the student's schedule.
After all, Qiao Qiao still has to work at home and learn to cook, so academic qualifications and certifications are secondary.
Nowadays, everything he learns is essentially to add weight to his future life, so he needs to adapt his learning methods and time.
Song Tan was overjoyed: "Okay! Teacher Xin, you will arrange it!"
The more cautious you are, the more caring you prove. Everyone knows this.
Song Sancheng and Wu Lan were overjoyed: "Teacher Xin, your salary will be calculated in two days. From now on, you will be our Qiao Qiao's teacher - come and have a bun!"
Xin Jun took it over with a smile: "Actually, I like you guys to eat." At this time, the seventh cousin also smiled: "Here, eat another steamed bun!"
This is a traditional northern steamed bun, vermicelli, egg and lard residue, plus previously frozen milkvetch powder!
Delicious!
Xin Jun took it with difficulty - he felt that although he was full, he could still eat!
Qiao Qiao blinked: "Aren't you going to have class today?"
Xin Jun nodded: "Yes, the teacher wants to see how Qiao Qiao's work is done first."
< br>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 her wages."
"Teacher, will you pay me the salary after the inspection?"
Ah this.
Xin Jun praised Qiao Qiao's thinking and logic, and then said seriously: "Your sister is the principal, and she wants to pay the teacher my salary. It is the teacher's job to teach Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao’s salary is earned by working for her sister while going to school.”
In this long paragraph, the three characters change back and forth, which makes people confused.
Qiaoqiao nodded immediately:
"I understand! The teacher can get paid by teaching Qiao Qiao, and Qiao Qiao can get paid by working for her sister. My sister is both the principal and the boss."
Now, Xin Jun was really surprised: "Qiao Qiao "Qiao is so smart!"
On the other hand, he felt regretful: "If I could go to school earlier..."
If I could go to school earlier, maybe a boy with such a mental disorder but a complete logical thinking would be better. Now you can go out to work.
For a farmer, being able to go out to work alone has proven his ability to survive alone from all over the country! He also grew up in the village and knew the importance of this matter.
But Song Tan knew in her heart: Qiao Qiao was quite smart before, but she was not so smart as this. Look at the increasingly black hair and rosy complexions of Wu Lan and Song Sancheng...
The strands of aura she drew from practicing every night were still useful after all.
However, Song Sancheng shook his head at Xin Jun's regret:
"Teacher Xin, our family was very poor in the early years. If Qiao Qiao wanted to go to school, she could only be sent to a school outside— —”
The village primary school has been gone for several years. It was sent to the town and they probably took the money. However, the town’s primary school stipulated that students from nearby villages must live in the school after the third grade.
When he was eating, brushing his teeth, washing his hair, and taking a shower, he moved so slowly that he couldn't keep up.
Secondly, come back once a week, how dare Song Sancheng!
"A kid like him will definitely be wronged when he goes out. He is afraid that he will be bullied without even knowing it. My mother and I are reluctant to let go."
"It's good like this. The children are also happy, and we are relieved.”
Song Sancheng certainly does not want to spoil his children and ignore the future for the sake of temporary stability. The couple originally planned to teach a little by themselves at home.
Although I don’t teach much, I can always learn it after decades of study.
Qiao Qiao... He is fair and good-looking, well-behaved, and easy to coax and deceive. Just put it in a closed school outside. Parents wouldn’t dare!
This is to make up for yesterday.
Come, come, my gay group recommendation book is here! This time I give an introduction to my serious recommendation——
Qin Xi’s “The Proud Son-in-law of a Boudoir”
The introduction was given by Xixi, but I think her introduction level is the same as mine, and she can be called a sleeping dragon and a phoenix.
(End of this chapter)