Song Tan didn't know that he already had a large number of potential customers.
At this time, her vegetable selling group had nearly 500 people, and there were basically no lurkers; all of them were multiple-time customers.
Entering April, I asked almost every day: "When will we continue to sell vegetables?"
It is obvious that the world has been suffering for a long time!
But selling vegetables is not something that can be rushed.
The pakchoy, which has the shortest growth period, has only grown a few leaves now and has not yet reached its full size.
Song Tan had no choice but to pretend not to watch the group chat and watch Qiao Qiao attend class every day.
When Xin Jun came here, his main purpose was actually to eat the food and escape from the boring life of a waiter.
But when he got up at six o'clock according to the biological clock of the Song Tan family, smelled the fresh air, looked at the row of squirrels on the wall that were becoming more and more sleek, and remembered the comfortable sleep he had last night...
"Teacher, do you drink corn porridge?"
Qiao Qiao, who was wearing an apron formally, was standing by the stove with a large bowl in her hand and asked him.
All of Xin Jun's thoughts were thrown out of his mind:
"eat!"
…
Although they are both farmhouses in the mountains, the working schedule of this farmhouse is completely different from that of my own farmhouse.
In my own farm house, it is impossible to rest before midnight.
The waiter can start work at nine o'clock, but as one of the bosses, he has to go out to purchase some dishes that cannot be delivered at seven o'clock.
What about here
After nine o'clock in the evening, the lights in almost all rooms were turned off and the whole village became quiet.
He had not planned to go to bed so early, but he fell asleep while looking at his iPad on the table. He woke up automatically at five in the morning, his mind was clearer than ever, but his body was lazy, as if he had been relaxed from the inside out.
It can be seen that working outside is a fairy-like life, but staying at home is like being a social animal!
So he sent a message to her mother early in the morning:
Mom, I've come to the boss' place. It's really a remote mountain village, and transportation is very inconvenient. But I also heard that the boss's family grows a lot of things, and it's almost harvest time. I'll wait here first.
Mother Xin couldn't hear the message alerts when she was asleep, so he didn't have to choose a time to send the message.
Who knew that the next moment there would be a message reply:
Good! Remember to build good relationships and purchase more. Mom wants to expand our villa. But son, come back as soon as you are done. You were not at home. Mom was doing the accounts until 11 o'clock last night. The egg delivery person didn't come this morning and no one took care of it... Alas, the store manager, manager and accountant all said that they have a heavy workload and need a pay raise - son, you can save Mom 10,000 yuan a month!
The 59-second voice message mercilessly illustrates how Xin Jun works like a slave at home.
He numbly got up from the bed, squatted in the grass outside the yard with the toothbrush cup in hand to rinse his mouth. When everything was ready, holding the bowl of yellow and sticky cornmeal, he felt alive again.
Therefore, he picked up another hot and steaming big bun for himself, and said in a vague tone:
"Song Tan, it's like this. I don't have enough teaching experience, and Qiao Qiao can't follow the pace of the average student. How about I spend two days with him first to see his ability, and then calculate the salary after the official class starts in two days?"
He sincerely wanted to teach Qiao Qiao well, but it would not work according to the student's schedule.
After all, Qiao Qiao still has to work at home and learn cooking, so academic qualifications and certifications are secondary.
Nowadays, everything he learns is essentially to add weight to his future life, so he has to be flexible in his learning methods and time.
Song Tan was overjoyed: "Okay! Teacher Xin, you make the arrangements!"
The more cautious one is, the more attentive one is. Everyone understands this.
Song Sancheng and Wu Lan were overjoyed: "Teacher Xin, we will pay you in two days. From now on, you are Qiao Qiao's teacher - come and have some buns!"
Xin Jun took it with a smile: "Actually, I'm attracted by your food."
This time, the seventh cousin also smiled and said, "Come, have another bun!"
This is a traditional northern big steamed bun, made with vermicelli, eggs, lard, and previously frozen astragalus crumbs!
It’s so delicious!
Xin Jun took it with difficulty - he felt that although he was full, he could still eat!
Qiao Qiao blinked: "No class today?"
Xin Jun nodded: "Yes, the teacher wants to see how Qiao Qiao's work is done first."
Qiao Qiao looked at Song Tan in confusion: "But my sister said that she is the boss and she is responsible for checking Qiao Qiao's work and paying her salary."
"Teacher, do you pay me after the inspection?"
Ah this.
Xin Jun praised Qiao Qiao's logical thinking, and then said seriously: "Your sister is the principal, and she has to pay me a salary. It is the teacher's job to teach Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao's salary is earned by working for her sister while attending school."
In this long passage, the three characters keep changing, making it very confusing.
Qiao Qiao nodded immediately:
"I understand! The teacher can only get paid for teaching Qiao Qiao, and Qiao Qiao can also get paid for working for her sister. Her sister is both the principal and the boss."
This time, Xin Jun was really surprised: "Qiao Qiao is so smart!"
At the same time, he felt regretful: "If I had gone to school earlier..."
If he could go to school earlier, this boy with mental disabilities but complete logical thinking might be able to go out to work now.
For a farmer, being able to work alone outside the village has already proved his ability to survive on his own to the people in the surrounding area! He also grew up in the village and knows the importance of this matter.
But Song Tan knew: Qiao Qiao was quite smart before, but not this smart. Looking at Wu Lan and Song Sancheng's increasingly black hair and rosy complexion...
The strands of spiritual energy that she attracted from her nightly practice were ultimately useful.
However, regarding Xin Jun's regret, Song Sancheng shook his head:
"Teacher Xin, our family was very poor in the early years. Qiao Qiao wanted to go to school, so we had to send her to a school outside—"
The village primary school has been gone for many years. If we send our children to the town, people will probably accept them if we pay. However, the town primary school has a rule that students from nearby villages have to live on campus starting from the third grade.
When eating, brushing teeth, washing hair and taking a bath, he was very slow and couldn't keep up.
Secondly, how could Song Sancheng dare to come back once a week
"A kid like him will definitely suffer if he goes out. He might even be bullied without knowing it. His mother and I can't bear to let him go."
"It's fine this way. The child is happy and we feel relieved."
Song Sancheng certainly didn't want to spoil his child, and he didn't consider the future for the sake of temporary stability. The couple originally planned to teach the child a little at home.
Although we don’t teach much, you will eventually learn it if you continue for decades.
Qiao Qiao... He is fair and good-looking, well-behaved, and easy to coax and deceive. Parents don't dare to put him in a closed school outside!