Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 34 The teacher selling vegetables on the street
Fifteen students will participate this time, so the old party secretary also arranged a "brick machine".

Although it is a brick for pulling bricks, at least the children say that they don't have to walk to the village.

The meeting point is at the school, and the brick machine is waiting there early.

He is also an uncle of the Wang family, and usually makes a living mainly by sending red bricks to the villages. Although Yang Zhengdong is not familiar with them, he knows them all.

"Uncle Guisheng, have you eaten yet? Eat some at my place!"

Yang Zhengdong greeted warmly.

"No need for Zhengdong, I ate it early in the morning. You hurry up and leave me alone, I will clean the carriage, so that the children don't bump into it."

Wang Guisheng refused with a smile, put the car on the side of the road outside the school, picked up a big broom and cleaned up the broken bricks and dust left in the car.

"That's fine, you do it first, they probably won't arrive until the party, don't worry!"

It's only six o'clock at this point, and the exam time is nine o'clock. Since the exam location is at the Township Lianban Primary School, it will take at least four or ten minutes, so preparations start early.

Because he was the only teacher and principal (self-appointed) in the primary school, and he needed to lead the team to the exam. The old branch secretary was worried and would follow him this time.

After breakfast, he tidied up, and then began to organize the things he had brought this time, and put them at the door, chatting with Wang Guisheng casually, waiting for the children to come over.

After seven o'clock, the children came one after another, and the old party secretary also came over with a paper cigarette. Every child moved a small bench into the car. There was no room for them to sit in the car, so they had to bring their own stools.

Yang Zhengdong helped the old branch secretary into the car, then moved two large baskets out from the door, and put them in the car with ease. Everyone obviously felt that the car sank suddenly. Teacher Yang's two baskets must be heavy. .

"Zhengdong, what are you doing?"

The old party secretary watched Yang Zhengdong bring two baskets covered with grass, and couldn't help asking.

"Grandpa branch secretary, I know, I know, this must be the vegetable grown by Teacher Yang!"

Yang Xiaohong, a fifth grade student, rushed to speak before Yang Zhengdong could answer.

"That's right, Xiaohong, you've already learned how to answer quickly. Tomorrow, the teacher will prepare a set of questions for you."

Yang Zhengdong laughed and joked. After two weeks of running-in with these students, he has gotten along very well, and non-classroom jokes are also common.

"No! Teacher Yang, your question is too perverted. It's either Xiaoming or Xiaohong. You have to plant trees, or walk, and you have to melt the salt into the water. Isn't this a waste of money, teacher! I...Okay, I'll go back and do it!"

Yang Xiaohong is from Yang Zhengdong's family, but the bloodline probably goes back to his grandfather's generation.

According to her seniority, Yang Xiaohong must be called Uncle Yang Zhengdong. This kid is smart, but only partial to Chinese, and doesn't want to use her brain to do arithmetic problems. The surprise training these days has made her suffer a lot.

"Well, that's right. You have to do arithmetic problems when you enter junior high school. After the fifth grade, you will be an older child. You need to increase your amount!"

Yang Xiaohong retracted her head with a sad face, the other students were laughing, and only Teacher Yang could laugh, so she took care of all the students.

"When did you grow vegetables? Why do you bring so many vegetables? Do you feed these little things? Don't have diarrhea during the exam!"

The old party secretary saw that the excitement was over, so he answered the question and asked about Yang Zhengdong.

"The vegetables Mr. Yang grows are very delicious, and you won't have diarrhea if you eat too much. We all eat much better!"

Sun Yanfeng, the fourth grader, also learned to rush to answer this time.

"Oh? Give me a taste!"

Yang Zhengdong took out a tomato that was bigger than a fist and handed it to the old party secretary. It was juicy and the bright red color looked appetizing.

"Do you want it?"

Yang Zhengdong looked at a group of children and asked.

"I want to eat cucumber!"

"I want carrots!"

"I eat tomatoes!"

.........

A group of children immediately chattered.

The vegetables he planted all bear fruit a few days ago, and the large quantity makes Yang Zhengdong a little worried.

There can be dozens of tomatoes on a tree, and they are all bigger than a fist, and the branches are bent when they are pressed.

That’s not enough. The key is that tomatoes bloom and bear fruit in turn. If you don’t pick the new fruits behind them, they won’t grow.

Yang Zhengdong gave this group of brats extra meals between classes, which were tomatoes, cucumbers, radishes, etc. that could be eaten raw.

But he couldn't finish it at all. He ate it today and it would grow back tomorrow, so he was heartbroken because of this.

It's not that he bought these two big baskets today, he just planned to take the opportunity of the exam to sell some in the village, otherwise he wouldn't be able to eat it all, and it would all be wasted.

In particular, these vegetables are delicious, several times stronger than ordinary vegetables, and he is reluctant to rot in the ground.

"Your tomatoes...delicious!"

The old branch secretary took a bite, his mouth was full of tomato juice, the sweet and sour taste was very refreshing.

He has never eaten such a delicious tomato in his life, it tastes better than any other fruit.

"It's delicious, go to school to pick it when you're old. I'm worried if there are too many knots. These little guys can't eat less every day. It's a pity in the rotten field!"

"So you got these two baskets and plan to sell some in the commune?"

The old party secretary gnawed on the tomato with his mouth full of juice, and he guessed Yang Zhengdong's thoughts immediately.

"Commune" is an old saying, a product of a special era, but it actually refers to the village.

"Yes, if you can sell a little, you can count a little, and subsidize the child's food!"

Yang Zhengdong replied with a smile.

"You and your grandpa are both good teachers. Generations of people in Mengxi Village have been blessed by you! I'll find someone to do this. Your fifth uncle hasn't had much trouble recently, so I'll ask him to sell it to you!"

The fifth uncle mentioned by the old branch secretary is his youngest son, who is only in his early 30s this year. He has just married for a few years. He mainly stays in the village and also serves as the security director of the village committee. He is a strong man.

"That's a good idea. If Uncle Wu cooks, he can wholesale the vegetables from me. I'll give him the wholesale price, and he will keep whatever he earns. Or he can take a cut of the selling price. It depends on what Uncle Wu thinks is appropriate."

Yang Zhengdong was looking for such a person, the old party secretary recommended him exactly what he wanted, so he agreed immediately.

"If you give him any money, just help you sell it. His family should go to school soon. Does he have the face to ask you for money?"

The old branch secretary waved his hand and said.

"This can't be done, Grandpa Seven, Uncle Fifth is not here to help, it's cooperation! Cooperation requires mutual benefit for both parties, and he should earn money for his hard work. There's nothing to say about serious money! Uncle Wu's family Don't people have to live?"

Yang Zhengdong did not agree with the words of the old party secretary.

"Then you just look at it and give it some. He has nothing but strength, so why not get an extra egg for the children!"

The old party secretary didn't bother to fight. He might think that a dish can't make much money. If Yang Zhengdongfei wants to talk about cooperation, he can just let them go.

Yang Zhengdong also saw that the old branch secretary thought he was just making trouble, and there was no need to explain it. Now that he went back to discuss with Uncle Wu, he didn't talk about it.

Although the children love to eat snacks, the tomatoes are too big, and they are usually full after eating one tomato or one cucumber, so although they ate some in the two big baskets, the weight hardly changed.

After sending the children in to the examination room, and helping them check the school supplies, Yang Zhengdong came out and brought two large baskets to the intersection of the village, and set up a stall next to the old department store.

Shizi Street is the center of the township street. Less than 500 meters to the west is the township government, and five to 600 meters to the east is the Township Liaison Primary School and Township Middle School.

The old party secretary and Wang Guisheng were waiting there, worried that a student who had a problem in the middle of the exam could not be found.

Yang Zhengdong laid out a stall next to the old department store with his back, sorting out all the vegetables.

There are not too many people during this time period, but because it is located at the intersection, there are still people coming and going here, especially the township government and school teachers are relatively concentrated, and many people come to ask questions after a while.

"These tomatoes look good, young man, how much is a catty?"

"Two dollars!"

"What? How much?"

"Master, two yuan a catty!"

An old man came over first, saw the red, big and juicy tomatoes on the stall, and was the first to ask the price.

It's just that Yang Zhengdong's quotation was too high, which frightened him all of a sudden, and he asked again in surprise.

"Young man, you must sell things honestly! Tomatoes worth two yuan a catty are no different from grabbing them. People sell them for more than 3 cents per catty. Are your tomatoes inlaid with gold?"

The uncle was not calm anymore, and said like a cannonball.

"Master, our tomatoes are really different from other people's. We guarantee that they have not been treated with medicine or chemical fertilizers. They are pure green food. You can take one and try it. If it is not delicious or not as good as other's, you can Throw it straight in my face!"

Yang Zhengdong wasn't angry either, it was quite normal to do business, and he felt that the price he wanted was really not high, and the tomatoes were definitely worth the price.

"Then I really tasted it?"

The uncle picked up the tomato and asked in doubt.

"Try it, no money!"

"Ok!"

The uncle rubbed the tomato in his hand twice against his body and took a bite, the juice splashed out from the corner of his mouth immediately, a sweet and sour taste filled his mouth, it turned out to be that indescribably delicious.

He ate tomatoes weighing about a catty in two mouthfuls, and couldn't help but licked his lips, looking like he still couldn't get enough of it.

"Master, is the taste okay?"

Yang Zhengdong asked with a smile, and the onlookers could tell that the old man's food was delicious.

"It's not bad! The taste is amazing. I've eaten tomatoes for so many years, old man, and I haven't eaten such delicious ones. Your tomato variety is unusual. Is it the latest variety?"

The uncle is also a talkative person, so he directly chatted with Yang Zhengdong about the breed.

"Yes, it is absolutely the latest variety, the only one in China, and it takes more effort to take care of it, from planting to transplanting, watering, interrupting, and pollination!"

Yang Zhengdong didn't talk nonsense, mainly because he couldn't say anything, he didn't care about the tomatoes after they were planted, they were all grown by himself, and others wouldn't believe it.

"Not bad, not bad! Are other dishes of this standard?"

"Surely, sir, do you want to try cucumbers or something?"

As Yang Zhengdong said, he handed over another cucumber. It was juicy and juicy, with thorns on the top. It looked very pretty, and it was also big.

"The tomato was too big just now, and I was so full after eating it. I broke off a piece, and let others taste the rest. You all try it. This dish tastes amazing! They are all neighbors for decades, and you know it too I never tell lies!"

This Uncle Li became a fan immediately, and advertised his dishes, but these people should be familiar with each other. Hearing what Uncle Li said, they all picked up the cucumbers and tasted them separately.

"Huh? This cucumber is really extraordinary!"

"That's true, I have never eaten such a delicious cucumber in most of my life!"

"This taste is absolutely amazing! After eating it, other cucumbers will lose their taste!"

"I want to buy ten catties of pickled vegetables!"

"Pickles are too wasteful, it's better to eat them raw!"

"Cold salad is also good, I think this cucumber is delicious!"

"I heard that people in the city put tablets on their faces..."

"Old Chen, let's get down at your age, your face is wrinkled!"

"Go away to Lao Li, be careful when you turn around, I will report to Lao Zhao!"

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