An hour passed quickly. When the bell rang, Song Zhou closed the book and started today's business.
"Take a look, the Song family's secret sauce is paired with fried skewers, it's guaranteed to be so delicious that your tongue will drop!"
In fact, there was no need for Song Zhou to shout.
After setting up the stall for the past three days, there are already many loyal customers who are waiting to eat his fried skewers every day. For only 50 cents, you can buy a lot of vegetarian dishes, and add two spoons of spicy sauce to dip the steamed buns. That's a lot of fun.
Some people even take the fried skewers home so that their children can also improve their meals.
"More sauce? No problem. I'll give you an extra spoonful and go back and eat it slowly."
Sauce doesn't cost much, so Song Zhou was quite generous.
In just two hours, all the ingredients he brought out were sold out, and there were only three steamed buns left, which was just enough for himself as lunch.
There are still many people complaining about not buying it.
"I'm sorry, comrade, this is just a small business. You can come early tomorrow and I will greet you first."
After greeting people with a smile, Song Zhou went to the doorman to borrow a broom to clean the place as usual, and he also didn't forget to throw two boxes of cigarettes to them.
Today's profit is 26 yuan.
Follow the address on the note and go to the faculty dormitory where Liu Zhenguo lives.
Made of red bricks and cement, with a layer of white lime painted on the outside, this two-story building has been built for four or five years, and the lime on the outside has fallen off. There is a drainage ditch in front of the building, where people usually brush their teeth and rinse their mouths. At that time, all the water can be collected to water the flowers.
Walking inside, there is a stove made of cement bricks on the balcony of every household. Teachers usually cook here. There is also a wire on it for drying clothes.
When Song Zhou came in, he happened to see Jiang Guohua wearing a vest and holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand playing chess with an old man under the shade of a tree. There were many onlookers nearby giving advice. The scene was intense.
Song Zhou stood obediently not far away.
Jiang Guohua inadvertently looked up and saw Song Zhou.
"Song Zhou? When did you come? Okay, let's play. My student is here, let's go first."
Following Jiang Guohua back home, Song Zhou put down the fruit in his hand, took out his book, and asked humbly.
The weather in July was unbearably hot, and the wind blowing outside the window also carried a bit of heat. It was easy to make people upset, and the vest was soaked with sweat in a short time.
"Go wash your face, it's too hot today."
Jiang Guohua put down his pen and said.
They were the only two men in the house. Song Zhou simply took off his half-sleeves, washed his face, and then cut the watermelon he brought.
"Teacher Jiang, try this watermelon. It's quite sweet."
"Well, it's really sweet." Jiang Guohua looked at Song Zhou with a smile and said, "You are quite smart, you can draw inferences from one instance and you have a good memory. If you could concentrate on your studies last year, you would definitely be admitted to college. It's a pity."
"But the prodigal son never comes back in exchange for gold. It's not too late for you to wake up now. If you can maintain this state of study, you will definitely get good results next year!"
"Come on, let's move on to this question."
…
Unknowingly, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. After bidding farewell to Jiang Guohua, Song Zhou returned to the village.
After taking a few gulps of cold well water, Song Zhou felt much better, and then he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and walked leisurely to the Houshan Reservoir.
Erheizi and Dahai were still here as usual, but instead of catching fish, they were picking out the wild products in their baskets in the shade under the tree, sorting and cleaning them according to the method Song Zhou taught them yesterday.
But while they were working, there were several young people around them who showed contempt, and the leader was Jiang Dong.
Yesterday, he went home and talked with his sister Jiang Xue, and learned that it was his sister who took the initiative to give Song Zhou a chance, and his parents had already acquiesced to the matter. After all, this matter was disgraceful, and there was no need to make the whole street aware of it.
Secondly, if Song Zhou can really get into college, coupled with the relationship between the two families, it may not be a good thing.
In rural areas, if something like this happens, you will usually try to cover it up, especially if the Jiang family is a girl.
The most important thing is that he, Jiang Dong, is also getting a wife, and he cannot be affected by this matter.
This made Jiang Dongkong angry but had nowhere to vent his anger.
"Heizi, Brother Xiaozhou said that this kind of mushroom is poisonous. Do you want to eat people to death?"
Dahai quickly picked out a few colorful mushrooms from Erheizi's basket.
"I forgot, I'm too stupid."
Jiang Dong squatted beside him, smoking a cigarette and said angrily: "I wonder if you two are short-minded. These mushrooms are everywhere in the mountains and plains. Why should people spend money to buy them from you?"
"Brother Xiaozhou said yes."
Erheizi's answer was quite simple, but it made Jiang Dong very angry.
"He's your father, do you believe anything he says? Let me tell you, this thing is not valuable at all in the county. There are a lot of people selling this thing in the market, and people are too lazy to buy it. That kid must be I’m fooling you!”
Jiang Dong didn't like the Song Zhou thief.
I even regretted why I didn't do it yesterday.
"Then I don't understand. Anyway, Brother Xiaozhou must be right."
Dahai agreed and Erheizi nodded honestly, leaving Jiang Dong speechless.
These two boys are the same as each other. They have been wearing the same pants with Song Zhou since they were young.
"With his virtue, can he help you make money?" Jiang Dong said disdainfully: "Bah!"
Erheizi and Dahai knew what happened to the Song Zhou family and Jiang Dong family, but they didn't say much.
There was silence.
"Jiang Dong, I heard from my mother that you are also planning to marry a wife?" Dahai asked casually.
"Don't mention it!"
Jiang Dong became furious when he mentioned this matter.
"The woman asked me for a bride price of 400 yuan, and also asked for a house in the county. You also know the conditions of our family. Although my father is a village chief, his life is not as good as yours. How can I get a wife? "
Four hundred yuan for a suite.
This is indeed a large number.
Jiang Dong was so worried that he sat on the ground and sighed, full of guilt.
Speaking of which, even if things like Song Zhou hadn't happened, the girl wouldn't have gone to college. The family situation was not good, and his brother's wife would have to drain his family's money, so how could he still have money?
I'm so worried!
Just as he was thinking about it, Song Zhou's voice came from not far away.
"Heizi, Dahai, I'm here to give you money."
Distribute money?
Erheizi and Dahai were a little puzzled. Jiang Dong and others next to them craned their necks to hear clearly.
Jiang Dong, in particular, wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
