Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 100 I won't tell you the reason
"Did you say this side dish? I bought it!"

Wang Dong was taken aback by Yang Zhengdong's question, and then replied.

"This side dish tastes really authentic, where did you buy it? I'll buy some when I go back!"

Yang Zhengdong took another bite of diced radish, it tasted sour and sweet, it tasted sour and sweet, not bad at all compared to the famous century-old shop "Liubiju" in his previous life.

"On the opposite side of the wrong, an old man sells it. I heard that it was an old employee of the pickle factory. Later, the pickle factory collapsed, so I made some side dishes and sold them. I also eat well, so I want some to go with it every day. Gifts, I heard from him that the business is not doing well now, if it doesn’t work, I will close the shop and go to work.”

Fatty Wang pointed to the outside, and said with a small door face, Yang Zhengdong looked along, and there was a banner hanging on the door, with the word pickles written on it.

"It would be a pity to lose such an authentic pickle technique! Go back and ask if you can buy his recipe or learn from him. This pickle is really good."

Yang Zhengdong said with a regretful face.

"Is this really so good? I don't think anyone buys it. Most people use their money to buy meat. Who will eat this pickle!"

It's not that Wang Dong doesn't believe in Yang Zhengdong, he knows Yang Zhengdong's culinary skills and can make him praise that this pickle is definitely unique, but he is still a bit puzzled when it comes to making pickles.

"What you see is only the Linchuan area, because everyone has just transitioned from pickles to meat, so naturally no one wants to eat pickles anymore. But it doesn't mean that no one eats pickles in the city. If everyone eats more meat, they will still eat pickles. I miss pickles, this thing can be made into a century-old restaurant if it is done well!"

Yang Zhengdong explained patiently.

"Okay, if you say yes, it will definitely work. I will go over to talk to the old man in a while. In addition to pickles, he also has skills in making chili sauce and beef sauce. The taste is also very good. If you want to take them, I will take them all!"

Wang Dong nodded and said.

"Okay! Listen to me, you must be right. If you want to learn, you must study hard and learn the skills. If it doesn't work, I will ask Aunt Cheng Zhi to come and learn. I think you will learn faster than you!"

"You're looking down on people a little bit!"

"Wrong, it should be said that I have never looked down on you!"

"Let's talk about breaking up!"

"Whatever you want!"

Yang Zhengdong and Wang Dong were teasing, while Feng Wenjing and Feng Shaoran were watching with their mouths covered and enjoying themselves.

"You are looking down on Fat Master. I have to learn how to pickle vegetables. Just follow what you said and build a century-old shop!"

Fatty Wang said angrily, stood up and went back to the counter to sulk himself.

"Brother, is he okay?"

Feng Wenjing said in a low voice.

"It's okay, don't talk to him, it'll be fine in a while!"

At this time, three bowls of steaming pan noodles were served. It was the first time for the two girls to eat this kind of noodles, and they were instantly overwhelmed by the deliciousness of the pan noodles.

Sure enough, before the noodles were finished, Fatty Wang came over again, licking his face, and discussed with Yang Zhengdong about opening a branch.

Yang Zhengdong roughly talked about what he knew in his previous life, about chain restaurants, and Wang Dong recorded it very carefully. It seems that he really plans to dig deeper into the pan mei industry.

After listening, Yang Zhengdong took out a small red book from his pocket and handed it to Yang Zhengdong. When he opened it, it turned out to be a passbook.

"What's the situation?" Yang Zhengdong asked.

"Last month's business dividend, have you forgotten what we said?"

Wang Dong said casually.

"so much?"

Yang Zhengdong looked at it, and there were more than 3000 yuan, which means that Fatty Wang's turnover in the first month of opening the store was 200 yuan. According to five yuan for a bowl of ban mian, that means he sold a total of [-] bowls of ban mian?On average, there are more than [-] bowls per day. Is this pan mee so popular?

He was a little surprised, no wonder the fat man looked too indulgent, more than 200 bowls a day, doesn't it look like being crushed by an elephant.

"Continue to invest in it, I won't need it for the time being!"

Yang Zhengdong looked at it and handed the passbook back.

"Hey, I knew it, so I won't give it to you for now. You have been listed as a shareholder when I registered, and I will permanently hold 15% of the shares!"

Fatty Wang took the passbook with a smile, and said.

"You black fellow have too many crooked minds, it's unreal!"

Yang Zhengdong looked like an alien, looked at Wang Dong who was smiling like a Maitreya Buddha in front of him, and finally choked out a sentence.

"Haha... we brothers are with each other!"

After finishing speaking, she hummed an unrecognizable tune, and went back to the counter to sit happily.

Yang Zhengdong felt warm in his heart while eating the pan noodles. Although he laughed and scolded each other, there was never a gap in the true love.

Feng Wenjing's aunt's house was very close to Wang Dong's pan noodle shop, Yang Zhengdong sent them back, seeing that it was past five o'clock, he beckoned a three-wheeled car and headed to Lao Zhu's house.

"Yang Zhengdong, I'm going to scratch you to death!"

Arriving at Lao Zhu's house, before she could sit down, Zhu Xiaoya rushed forward with bared teeth and claws.

The legs in the small skirt sat directly on his lap, and then scratched his head and face in various ways.

If it wasn't for Teacher Qian, who was not far away, I believe that this girl is 100% going to talk about it, and she has had this problem since she was a child.

"Forgive me! Heroine..."

"I was wrong……"

"Scratch and disfigure again..."

"My hairstyle..."

"........."

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly begged for mercy, mainly because of Da Xia, the clothes of both of them were too thin, and this posture was too unsightly.

"Okay, you made a fuss when your brother came here, you might as well go back and read a book if you have the time!"

Teacher Qian slapped her on the back as soon as she came over, and Zhu Xiaoya climbed down reluctantly, and even hummed at him twice.

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly sat up straight, pulled the shirt out from the waistband of his trousers, and sat up straight. This tossing made him choked.

He was sweating because of the turmoil in this summer, Zhu Xiaoya is still so careless at this age, he really regards his teacher as a saint, Yang Zhengdong secretly slandered in his heart.

"That's right! The exam is coming tomorrow, and you haven't prepared well yet?"

Yang Zhengdong tidied things up neatly, and then spoke uprightly.

"Do you still have the face to criticize me? For the past half a month, do you know what I've been up to? I can't eat well or sleep well every day, and my dark circles have come out!"

Zhu Xiaoya was so angry that she put her face less than ten centimeters away from Yang Zhengdong's eyes, pointed at her two big watery eyes and shouted.

"You can be a master if you have to endure hardships! It's only half a month, and people have been preparing for the exam for at least half a year... Don't bite people! Oops... hiss!"

Yang Zhengdong leaned back, and then he planned to start teaching and educating people.

Who knew that Zhu Xiaoya didn't follow the routine at all this time, she just gnawed her small white teeth, Yang Zhengdong was so frightened that he dodged backwards and hit the wall, his face was deformed due to the pain.

"Xiaoya, can you be a little more ladylike as a girl!"

Seeing the two of them fighting, Teacher Qian couldn't help but patted his forehead and said with a sigh.

"Can a lady be eaten?"

Zhu Xiaoya, who was picked up by Yang Zhengdong and put aside, tidied up her clothes and said indifferently.

"You have so many reasons, how can you marry someone with such a temper in the future!"

Teacher Qian was very happy, looked at Zhu Xiaoya who was not concerned, and said bitterly.

"You have already found me a good man, why am I still in such a hurry, my brother doesn't dislike me, does he?"

Zhu Xiaoya turned her head, looked at Yang Zhengdong and said with a smile, but those two rows of small white teeth looked cold no matter how you looked at them.

"You girl, why are you so thick-skinned? You follow your father, thick-skinned!"

Teacher Qian simply ignored the scolding, and went to sit on the sofa angrily.

"Stop making trouble, hurry up and tell me if I need to give you some counseling? So that you will be happy when you go to the battlefield tomorrow!"

Yang Zhengdong hurriedly changed the subject, he couldn't discuss his relationship with the little kid, if he couldn't explain clearly, he might as well just find her some work!
"No, I did the last simulation three days ago. I got the first place in the class and the second place in the school. Our homeroom teacher, you didn't see her expression. She looked like an alien in her eyes, and she almost took a knife to kill me." Dissected!"

Zhu Xiaoya said triumphantly.

"Don't be proud, this study is sailing against the current, you must know that there are strong players and strong players..."

"Oh, stop! Why do you all have the same problem as teachers, you are not enough to educate others every day!"

Before Zhu Xiaoya could finish speaking, she interrupted with disgust and said angrily.

"You kid..."

Teacher Qian also said helplessly.

"It's this age, maybe it will be fine in two years!"

Yang Zhengdong smiled and whispered to Teacher Qian.

"Yang Zhengdong, what are you saying bad things about me again? You think I really don't understand, are you rebellious at this age? Do you know my personality?"

Looking at the tsundere girl who looked like a little white swan, the two could only nod helplessly at the same time.

"Where is the test tomorrow?"

Yang Zhengdong changed the subject and asked.

"One middle school!"

"Have you seen the examination room?"

"Been there!"

"Shall I take you there tomorrow?"

"That's necessary, otherwise why did I ask you to come?"

"All right……"

Yang Zhengdong found that every time he talked to her, he was a little bit autistic, mainly because he had nowhere to reason.

At this time, Lao Zhu came back from school, saw that Yang Zhengdong had arrived, greeted him with a smile, and handed him a red book.

"What's the situation today, all the red books, graduation certificates?"

Yang Zhengdong took it over and took a look. It had the graduation certificate of Linchuan County Vocational Education Center written on it, which seemed to be his graduation certificate.

"Yes, I know you're here today, so I brought it back for you first!"

Lao Zhu sat down and took a sip of water and said.

"Okay, what time is the ceremony tomorrow?"

"It starts at 09:30 and ends at about [-]:[-]. The main thing is to take a group photo with the graduation certificate and have dinner in the class at night!"

"What's your situation, Lao Zhu? Isn't Yang Zhengdong going to accompany me in the exam?"

Zhu Xiaoya sat on the side feeling unhappy, pouted and protested.

"It's still too late to send you to the exam and come back. Besides, isn't it different for your mother to accompany you?"

Lao Zhu rubbed his forehead and said helplessly.

"Of course it's different!"

Zhu Xiaoya rolled her eyes and muttered in a low voice.

"Why? Didn't your mother always accompany you during the exams?"

"This time is different!"

"Why is it different?"

Yang Zhengdong was also a little curious, but Lao Zhu asked on his behalf.

"Because...because...I won't tell you!"

"???"

"........."

　Thanks to the book friend [Danglu Liquor Selling Xiaomeiya] for the monthly ticket reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)