Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 742 Report

"Teacher Qian likes to take advantage of small opportunities." Xue Yuantong whispered to Jiang Ning.

She often greedily took the vegetables grown by Uncle Tang and asked Butcher Zhang for pig offal. During every festival, when her mother steamed buns, fried snacks, and made pickles, Teacher Qian always took the largest portion.

Jiang Ning started the electric car: "Indeed, he even cheated Dongdong of his pocket money."

Dongdong is a notorious naughty kid in Pingfang. He was scared away by Jiang Ning's ghost formation this summer vacation, otherwise he would have been a nuisance to the neighbors.

Xue Yuantong explained one by one: "Yes, a few years ago, my family had 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. On his way back, he passed by Teacher Qian's house and 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 indeed dark.”

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

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 satellite dish."

Jiang Ning laughed twice and then closed his mouth.

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

When this little girl was in junior high school, she depended on her mother and lived a hard life in a bungalow. When she went to school, she had to help a group of villains headed by Duan Shigang, such as the little gangster Qiu Die, to do their homework and provide cheating services in exams.

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

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

……

The river dam was bustling with people. It was only four or five o'clock in the winter, and many food trucks were already in place.

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

Teacher Qian did the math and found that it was a bit expensive at five dollars, but with buy one get one free, it only costs two dollars a piece, which is a great bargain!
"Okay, give me some fried rice, one for you to eat here, and one for me to pack up." Teacher Qian nodded and handed over an iron pot.

Originally he was going to take the package away, but since it was buy one get one free, he could leave one for the old lady at home.

As for the money, of course you pay after you finish eating.

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

Before setting up his stall, Lin Zida was mentally prepared to serve customers. When he heard the customers shouting, he didn't complain and quickly poured them a cup of tea.

Teacher Qian took a sip of 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 and said, "What a good poem! What a good poem! The artistic conception of this poem is really great!"

Teacher Qian thinks that Lin Zida is a teachable boy. Now he is reciting poems on the river dam. Old man Tang says he really loves to recite. The damn butcher Zhang calls him a poor guy. Tongtong and Jiang Ning from next door don't even look at him.

"They are really a bunch of wild boars that can't handle fine bran!" Teacher Qian was extremely dissatisfied.

I met a little friend today, and Teacher Qian was in a very good 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. Aren't you studying anymore?"

Lin Zida said nonsense: "Yes, we are students of No. 4 Middle School. Isn't it important to practice in 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. Coupled with his high emotional intelligence, he was able to have a good conversation with Teacher Qian.

Only Zhuang Jianhui, who was disabled but determined, was left frying noodles alone.

His right hand was not yet fully recovered, but as a young man, Zhuang Jianhui had learned to use chopsticks with his left hand during this period, so making fried rice was naturally a piece of cake; it was just a matter of using the spatula twice.

Teacher Qian saw this 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 outside the door every day and has no ambition to make progress!"

Lin Zida thought about it and realized, wasn’t the neighbor he was 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 his interpersonal relationships seem to be lacking." Lin Zida made such a judgment.

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

"Okay!" Teacher Qian got the advantage again and was feeling happy, but when he looked down, he found that the fried rice had turned black.

He wondered: "Too much soy sauce?"

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

Zhuang Jianhui was ultimately unable to finish his words. It was not because he put too much soy sauce, but because the rice was fried too black.

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

Lao Gan Ma is not cheap, a can costs nearly ten yuan!
Lin Zida gave two large spoonfuls as a side dish.

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

Lin Zida added it generously.

"Oh my god, I made money!" Teacher Qian was very happy.

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

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

Zhuang Jianhui is full of expectations and looks forward to being recognized by others.

The second-generation brother, who usually stands above everyone else, now sits there with a nervous ache, waiting for the opinions of ordinary people.

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

Teacher Qian spat it out directly. He 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 even more expensive!"

Teacher Qian took another bite and vomited again.

Before Zhuang Jianhui even asked how it tasted, Teacher Qian scolded, "It's awful!"

He finished the Lao Gan Ma sauce in two bites, took a gulp of tea, and left without looking back and without paying.

Zhuang Jianhui's handsome face was distorted.

Lin Zida was stunned. They were chatting nicely just now, why did they suddenly become hostile?

Don’t you give me any face at all?

He cleared the table and comforted his good brother: "It's okay, don't worry about it. It may be that their tastes are not compatible. These old guys like strong flavors."

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

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

Butcher Zhang usually sells pork in the market. Because of business, he has to suppress his nature. However, once he finishes selling meat, he likes to take his dog for a stroll. Wherever he goes, he is domineering.

"You look familiar, young man?" Butcher Zhang recognized Lin Zida and Zhuang Jianhui.

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

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

Lin Zida attracts customers: "Would you like a bowl of fried rice? We're open today, buy one get one free."

"Okay." Butcher Zhang didn't want to cook tonight, so he said, "You don't have to buy one get one free. Just give me one bowl."

When Lin Zida heard this, he was like, what a loyal man!

He also said, "Uncle, when you finish eating, just give me two dollars and fifty cents."

Butcher Zhang patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are a sensible young man."

Lin Zida was good at chatting, and they were always talking and laughing. Butcher Zhang was very happy: "Hey, you are really talented. If our neighbor was as sensible as you, I would have to burn incense to thank him!"

Lin Zida thought again, isn’t his neighbor Jiang Ning?
"Jiang Ning not only has a bad relationship with the old scholar, but also with this strong uncle." Lin Zida concluded.

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

A few minutes later, Zhuang Jianhui served the fried rice.

Butcher Zhang ate only half a bite and then vomited.

Zhuang Jianhui: "Is it not delicious?"

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

Butcher Zhang cursed: "Not even dogs would eat it!"

He walked away.

Zhuang Jianhui took a few deep breaths to calm down. He said to Lin Zida, "Xiaopang, stop chatting nonsense."

Lin Zida was also quite indifferent: "I just want to get to know her better and build a good relationship."

……

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

Xue Yuantong brought a model airplane and happily climbed up the dam with him.

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

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

Jiang Ning asked: "Why, no one is buying it?"

Lin Zida was ashamed.

Zhuang Jianhui has gradually accepted the reality and admitted: "The taste is not good."

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

Zhuang Jianhui was depressed and thought: "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 would be able to cook delicious food.

She and Jiang Ning had a great time.

Zhuang Jianhui sat on the stool, feeling hopeless.

Lin Zida suggested: "There is no future in self-study. Why don't you become a disciple? Our boss Yang who goes fishing every day is a chef, isn't he?"

Zhuang Jianhui: "It's finally the weekend, so why not wait until tomorrow!"

Lin Zida: "Let me make a call."

Boss Yang has a wide network of contacts and is vaguely aware of Lin Hezhuang's identity. After receiving the call, he rode his electric bike from the farm house to the river dam without saying a word.

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

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he washed his hands and put in his full strength.

Yang Fei was born in a small county town. He was able to marry the daughter of a big boss in the city and he is very capable in housekeeping.

He took the wok, poured in oil, added egg liquid, fried it into seeds, then added rice and stir-fried it…

Finally, add salt and chopped green onions, and a fragrant onion aroma wafts out.

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

Zhuang Jianhui took a bite and fell silent.

Lin Zida: “It’s so delicious!”

Yang Fei chuckled twice: "It must be, otherwise I wouldn't dare to sell it for 18 even if I use free-range eggs."

"Actually, mine is not so bad. I asked someone to find me a chef whose fried rice is much better than mine. Unfortunately, he wants 20,000 a month and I can't afford it." Yang Fei said.

Lin Zida asked: "Is there any contact information? Money is not a problem."

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

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

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

……

"Buzz~" accompanied by the sound of the hollow cup motor, the Mustang fighter took off from the ground, shocking the children around.

The children stood on the ground, looking up at the airplane flying in the sky, and then looked at the pitiful bamboo dragonfly in their hands. One little boy threw the bamboo dragonfly on the ground and cried, "Mom, I want to play with that!"

Xue Yuantong's control skills are now very advanced. She lowered the altitude and controlled the plane to fly over her head. The "buzzing" sound of the plane breaking through the air was resounding, causing the children to scream in anxiety.

Xue Yuantong was in an extremely happy mood. Unconsciously, she had transformed from a little girl who could only watch others play with toys to a happy child who was watched by others while playing with toys.

Jiang Ning seldom took photos before. Firstly, he didn’t like taking photos, and secondly, even if he took photos, he didn’t know with whom to share them.

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

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

Afterwards, Jiang Ning used his mobile phone to take a few photos of Tongtong from a high vantage point, and made her, who was 1.5 meters tall, look like 50 centimeters, and then sent them to Chuchu.

Xue Chuchu was in school, just finished school.

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

As usual, she opened her cell phone to see if Tongtong asked her to bring any food.

Tongtong often asked her to bring some snacks. Sure enough, Tongtong asked her to buy a 6-yuan portion of fried chicken strips, medium spicy.

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

She felt speechless and replied with a string of ellipsis.

After sending the message, she wondered if this reply would make Jiang Ning feel that she was too cold.

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

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

However, Jiang Ning did not expect that after Chuchu came home, she would leak the news to Tongtong, causing Tongtong to ignore him.

He even ate all the fried chicken fillets he bought outside the school.

The lights in the bedroom were on.

"Tongtong, Tongtong." Jiang Ning shouted.

Xue Yuantong was playing on the computer and didn't even look back. He thought to himself, 'He actually took a photo of me like that. He's so mean. He must suffer the consequences.'

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

Xue Yuantong was still a little angry. He slowly turned his chair and put on airs: "Well, if you have something to report, report it. If not, leave the court. Please bow before reporting."

Xue Chuchu, who was standing nearby, saw this and became a little restless. She wanted to go home, but Jiang Ning stopped her with a look.

Jiang Ning bowed: "Now?"

Xue Yuantong: "Well, go ahead."

Jiang Ning smiled: "Chuchu also brought you a portion of yogurt hawthorn balls. Well, I ate them all."