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Chapter 187 187. Have another bun

Song Tan didn't know that he already had 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.

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 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 no choice but 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 and sound sleep last night...

"Teacher, do you drink polenta?"

Qiao Qiao, who was wearing an apron decently, was holding a big bowl and standing by the pot and asked him.

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, almost 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 put his iPad on the table and fell asleep while looking at it. He woke up automatically at about five o'clock in the morning, his mind was clearer than ever before, but his body was lazy.

, as if relaxed from the inside out.

It can be seen that going out to work is a fairy life, but at home, you are a social animal!

So he sent a message to her mother early in the morning:

[Mom, I have already arrived at the 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 home and it is almost the harvest time. I will wait here for now.



Xin's mother 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 make good connections and buy more. Mom wants to expand our villa. But son, come back as soon as you are done. You are not at home. Mom took care of the accounts until about eleven o'clock last night. I will deliver them in the morning.

There was no one to deal with the eggs before they came... Alas, the store manager, manager and accountant all said that they have a heavy workload and need to increase their wages - son, you can save mom 10,000 yuan a month!]

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

He numbly got up from the bed, squatted in the grass outside the yard with a toothbrush in his 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 big, hot and noisy 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 pace of ordinary students' courses. Otherwise, I will stay with him for two days to see his ability. After two days, the class will officially start and then the salary will be calculated.

How about it?"

He sincerely wanted to teach Qiao Qiao well, but it would 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.

Now, 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 make the arrangements!"

The more cautious you are, the more thoughtful you are, 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 for food."

At this time, the seventh cousin also laughed: "Come, eat another steamed bun!"

These are traditional northern steamed buns, vermicelli, egg and lard residue, plus previously frozen milk vetch mince!

So 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."

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 salary to the teacher. It is the teacher's job to teach Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao's salary for working,

It’s because Qiaoqiao worked while going to school and earned it by working for her sister.”

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

Qiao Qiao nodded immediately:

"I understand! Only when the teacher teaches Qiaoqiao can he get paid, and Qiaoqiao can also get paid when he works for his sister. My sister is both the principal and the boss."

At this time, Xin Jun was really surprised: "Qiao Qiao is so smart!"

On the other hand, I felt regretful: "If I had gone to school earlier..."

If he could go to school earlier, boys with such mental disabilities but complete logical thinking might be able to go out to work now.

For a farmer, being able to go out to work alone has proven his ability to survive on his own to people from all over the country! He also grew up in the village and knows the importance of this matter.

But Song Tan knew in her heart: Qiao Qiao used to be quite smart, but she was not so smart as this. Look at Wu Lan and Song Sancheng's increasingly black hair and rosy complexions...

The strands of spiritual energy she drew from practicing every night were still useful after all.

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

“Mr.

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 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 bath, 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. His mother and I are reluctant to let him go."

"It's good like this. The children are happy and we feel relieved."

Of course, Song Sancheng didn't want to spoil his children and ignore the future for the sake of temporary stability. The couple originally planned to teach them something at home.

Although it is not taught much, you can always learn it after decades of study.

Qiao Qiao... He is fair and good-looking, well-behaved, and easy to coax. He is just left in a closed school outside. Parents don't dare!

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