The rough guy in his 60s was easily manipulated by the queen of the apocalypse

"You knew you were plotting against me behind my back. I heard it all!"

Xia Ye: ...Okay, you can't talk about people behind their backs. Xia Ye has figured out this old man's temper, so he doesn't blush or get nervous.

"You've arrived just in time. Come quickly and hold the child. I'll go pick some vegetables."

After saying that, she stuffed the child into the old man's arms. It was more effective than gagging him. He immediately stopped talking and just focused on holding the third child.

Having seen strong storms and waves, Xia Ye said that this small problem was easy to solve.

Xia Ye was responsible for selecting vegetables, Wu Chong was responsible for kneading the dough, Wu Yuan was responsible for chopping the meat, Qi Yunjing was responsible for mashing garlic, and Old Xu was looking after the children. In short, no one was idle. After everything was done, Xia Ye prepared the stuffing.

Seeing that it was almost time, Qi Yunjing went to pick up Xiao Mingyuan and Xiao Minghao. Xia Xiaojun and San Ya had also finished school, so everyone started making dumplings. Two large curtains were full in total. There was no other way, with so many people, it was like a cafeteria.

Xia Ye likes to use a bowl to hold some dumpling soup, put three or four dumplings in it, and eat the dumplings while drinking the soup. She can only eat ten or eight dumplings in total and feel full. As for these big men, each of them has a plate of dumplings as a base.

"Starting next week, we will go to the university to give lectures. Each of us will have seven classes. We can arrange our schedule freely, just one class a day."

Xia Ye was enjoying her dumplings and her eyes widened when she heard this.

"I'm still working on my experiment, so I don't have time to give a lecture!"

"I can't help it. I actually had classes scheduled last year, but you were pregnant then, so I just postponed them for you. This year, I can't postpone them. There are only seven classes. You can arrange your time accordingly, and I can stagger them with you. It's up to you."

Xia Ye just felt unwell. It was not that she was rejecting it or wanted to make trouble, but the main thing was, if she was asked to teach, what would she talk about?

Old Xu didn't know what Xia Ye was thinking, and he kept mumbling, saying that the students were studious, that the school leaders were enthusiastic, and that the food in the cafeteria was very good...

Xia Ye took a deep breath and let her make up a story to see how she could get through the class happily.

The old man has a relatively regular schedule. After dinner, he goes back to rest when it’s almost time.

Wu Yuan, Wu Chong and Qi Yunjing all had a drink. During the meal, Wu Yuan asked Xia Ye if he wanted to keep the second courtyard that they had seen for the last time today.

"No, I don't have enough of this house. I've also told Liu Ming that if there is good land or an idle factory building with clear property rights, I would like to get one and see if I can build a factory or something in the future."

"Why not? Besides, your current job is pretty good, why do you want to start a factory?"

"Working doesn't affect my side job. Besides, I earn a fixed salary at work. I have many children, so I have to earn more money to support them."

Xia Ye did not take the offer for the house again. She knew at a glance that the house belonged to Wu Yuan and the price would definitely not be high if he sold it to her. Xia Ye knew very well how valuable such a courtyard house would be in the future, so of course she would not buy the house from Wu Yuan and she would also tell him not to sell the house again.

She still remembered the conversation between Wu Yuan and Wu Chong. The rent for two houses would be less than one thousand a year, but the rent for three houses added together would be almost the same.

She had to admit that everyone around her was quite wealthy. She only had a proper courtyard house with two entrances today, but Wu Yuan, Wu Chong, and even the old man all had properties returned.

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The next day, Xia Ye went to work as usual, thinking about continuing her experiment. There were no qualitative experiments at this stage, so Xia Ye took advantage of the convenience of her work to research some effective skin care products.

I believe that after policies change in the future and more and more people's living standards improve, if Xia Ye can really develop good cosmetics, she will definitely not have to worry about sales.

As soon as she arrived at the laboratory, the dean called her and asked her to go back for a meeting.

Xia Ye knew that fainting was not the same as death, so she was summoned.

She returned to the hospital full of resistance and held a small meeting of three people, including the dean, the old man and her.

"Principal, I only know a little bit of medical skills. I really can't teach others, and I don't know how to teach. How about letting Mr. Xu teach 14 classes? He has experience and can definitely teach better than me."

Mr. Xu: ..., he is such a wicked person, he is always blamed for everything.

"I can't take classes either, I'll learn naturally when I go there. At worst I can just recite a few prescriptions and let them figure it out on their own. If that doesn't work, I can just let them tell me if there's anything they don't understand and I'll just give them the answers. The class will be quick and it'll be over in a hurry."

"Okay? Isn't that a bit bad?"

"What's wrong with that? You can either raise a question and ask them to form a temporary group to discuss it. When they come up with a result, one class period will be enough. You just need to manage your time well and come up with a correct answer in the end. It's like adjusting the ratio of certain medicinal materials. No one will say a word when you ask them. If you don't believe me, just try it.

By the way, remember to bring a butt pad when you go to class, the chairs over there are quite hard."

Dean: ..., shouldn’t he be here, listening to two people discussing how to slack off? One dares to impart his experience, while the other is just listening and learning seriously. Poor students.

Xia Ye finally believed in Mr. Xu's lies. On another Monday, Xia Ye entered the gate of a medical college with the intention of "teaching and educating" him.

It was just as the old man said, the school leaders really welcomed her, their eyes were glowing with joy.

One class a week is still acceptable if you think about it carefully.

But the facts prove that ideals are full and reality is skinny.

In the students' inherent impression, professors seem to be elderly people with gray hair.

As soon as the school notified everyone that a professor would come to give a lecture today, the lecture hall was immediately packed.

Xia Ye was somewhat excited and came early, but as soon as he entered the classroom, he was mistaken for a student.

"Student, please find a place to sit down quickly. Don't stand at the podium!"

A woman wearing glasses, about 40 years old, who looked like a teacher, pointed at Xia Ye and scolded him loudly and dissatisfiedly as soon as Xia Ye stood on the podium, as if she was filled with dissatisfaction.

How long had it been since Xia Ye had been pointed at and spoken to loudly like this? She herself couldn't remember.

As the teacher finished speaking, the entire lecture hall fell silent in an instant, and everyone's eyes fell on Xia Ye.

"I'm Xia Ye, and today is my class."

Xia Ye himself felt that his temper had improved, and he could even patiently explain such a sentence.

I thought that everything would be fine after a clear explanation, but the female teacher walked towards the podium angrily, asking questions as she walked.

"Which class are you from? What did your teacher tell you? Don't you know that the professor we invited here today is here? How dare you mess up here!"