Era: 1979 From mountain man to richest man

Chapter 161 When you go out, you give your identity to yourself
Luo Qian originally thought there was something wrong, but she didn't expect that Song Chaoyang agreed simply.

The teacher's dormitory in the school is actually very small, and can only accommodate a bed and a desk.

To cook, you need to be under the eaves.

Fortunately, the school has a teacher's meal group, and you can buy lunch meals there every day with a ticket.

But breakfast and dinner are all things you need to take care of yourself.

Some teachers who are afraid of trouble will buy an extra portion at noon and then heat it up and eat it in the evening.

Some simply order noodles or cook some porridge.

Of course, some people will be like them now, a few people get together, go out to buy groceries, and then go back and cook a meal together.

However, this situation is still relatively common among their young teachers.

Seeing Song Chaoyang agreeing, Luo Qian immediately called the others and hurried to the vegetable market to buy vegetables.

When I returned to the rental house, I greeted everyone at home and told them that the school teacher would be coming over later.

And they don't seem to have anything else to do now.

It can also be seen that the economic conditions of this group of teachers are also uneven.

But before she could read, she heard a knock at the door.

The image of a group of teachers testing her knowledge came to mind involuntarily.

It turned out to be a young teacher.

"It's bigger than our classroom."

Students always feel a little out of place with their teachers.

"Yes, this is too big."

At first she thought it was a serious old man coming over.

Don't be nervous.

Song Chaoyang looked at his watch and found that it was still early.

The little girl took a deep breath, as if she mustered up a lot of courage, nodded, and then followed Song Chaoyang out.

To be honest, she had never seen the young teacher before.

But she was still a little uneasy about the teacher's stereotype.

Song Chaoyang briefly glanced at several people's pockets and found that they were mostly vegetables.

Thinking of this, her whole body felt numb.

So Song Chaoyang didn't say anything.

I already want to read the book quickly and memorize all the knowledge in it.

But considering that there are so many teachers in this group, they probably plan to cook more dishes.

Song Chaoyang greeted the little girl Song Yu:

When she was studying in the commune, the teachers were all elderly men who were strict and serious.

Then someone sighed:
"Wow, this is the first time I've seen what it's like inside."

Only Luo Qian had a fish weighing five or six kilograms and two kilograms of pork.

Song Chaoyang noticed the little girl's discomfort and smiled and said to her that these were all young teachers, and one of them solved her reading problem.

"Come on, come in." Song Chaoyang greeted them.

I had only heard before that if students in the class were doing poorly, their teachers would go to their homes to complain.

Although the teaching quality is not very good, it pays great attention to the dignity of teachers.

The little girl was still a little nervous when she heard that a teacher from the school was coming.

The little girl was a little surprised to hear that the teacher was not an older man with a serious face.

Luo Qian took the lead, and the others followed into the room.

She hasn't even gone to school yet, and the teacher has come to her home first.

As soon as they entered the room, everyone immediately started looking around.

Opening the door, Song Chaoyang saw Luo Qian and the other five standing at the door with several pockets of stuff in their hands.

To avoid being asked today and making a fool of myself in front of the teacher.

Hearing the word "teacher" makes me feel uncomfortable all over.

"Let's go and greet them together. There are probably several of them inside, all of whom will be your future teachers."

Luo Qian also looked curious.

I don’t know what it’s like to get along with each other.

One even bought a sack of potatoes.

There is simply no time to cook dinner on weekdays.

He asked Song Chaoyang:
"Don't you live here? Why don't you have anything?"

Song Chaoyang introduced:

"The front is the facade, the middle is the warehouse, and the yard at the back is our living area."

"The storefront and warehouse are empty and not in use for the time being."

After hearing Song Chaoyang's words, Luo Qian said:
"It's too big. It feels like there's enough room for students in one class."

Others also nodded:

"It's just..."

"Just such a facade is countless times bigger than our dormitory."

"I'm afraid it's not cheap to rent this place..."

"I'm so envious to live in such a big place..."

"..."

Song Chaoyang listened to their chatter but did not answer the conversation.

Instead, he greeted them all:

"Come on, let's all go to the backyard."

After saying that, he led Luo Qian and asked her to follow him towards the back.

On the way to the backyard, Song Chaoyang introduced his little girl to them:

"Let me introduce you, this is my sister Song Yu."

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the little girl Song Yu.

As soon as Luo Qian entered the door, she noticed the little girl standing next to Song Chaoyang. She showed a bright smile to the little girl, and then praised:
"This girl is so beautiful."

"Call teacher." Song Chaoyang patted his nervous sister.

The latter quickly shouted hello to Luo Qian and several other teachers:

"Hello teacher!"

"Haha, don't be so serious." Luo Qian saw that the little girl was a little nervous and said to her quickly.

The little girl returned a smile.

I feel that this young teacher is indeed much kinder than my original teacher.

At least you won't have a straight face all the time.

"Have you filled out all the information for your team?"

"It's done, I'll take it all with me."

"Okay, just bring her to me when you sign up tomorrow."

"Leave all other matters to me then."

"Not your class?"

"No, but don't worry, it won't be a bad class."

After chatting for a few words, they were already in the backyard.

At this time, the elder sister who had boiled water had already prepared several bowls of sugar water.

I wanted to find tea just now, but found that Song Chaoyang was not prepared at all.

There are only two teapots for making tea.

So I simply used the eating bowl to soak it in sugar water.

These days, the reception level is considered to be of a high standard.

"Teachers, please have a seat." Brother-in-law Liu Yong brought chairs and stools in the room and asked everyone to sit down. The eldest sister brought everyone sugar water and invited:

"Drink some water, please."

All the teachers also felt the enthusiasm of the Song family.

Saying polite again and again.

But they also had some doubts.

The brothers Song Chaoyang and Song Yu both looked like they were from the city, but Song Xue and Liu Yong looked like they were from the country.

When she asked Luo Qian just now, Luo Qian just said that Song Chaoyang was a friend.

You must know that Luo Qian's friends are probably also the children of cadres in the city.

This made other female teachers a little confused.

But it’s hard to ask now.

I can only thank you and sit down.

He drank the sugar water.

They felt very hot when they were outside just now, but now they felt cooler in the yard.

Luo Qian couldn't help but praise Song Chaoyang:
"Your little courtyard is really nice. It doesn't even feel hot on such a hot day."

Song Chaoyang grabbed some peanuts, melon seeds and candies from the room.

He asked all the teachers to eat, and then said to Luo Qian:
"The houses here are very high, and the walls in the courtyard are also high. The sun does not fully shine in except at noon, so the temperature is not as high as outside."

"It's really nice." Only then did Luo Qian realize that this house was indeed twice as tall as an ordinary house.

I always felt like something was wrong before, but it turned out to be here.

Probably only this kind of house, which was originally used as a facade, would be built so high.

I guess I thought of such a design just to store things cheaply.

The other teachers who were with me also felt extremely comfortable here.

They all started to praise each other:
"Just looking from the outside, who would have known that there is a whole other world inside."

"The small courtyard at the back is indeed more suitable as a living area than the front."

"The fact that this place can maintain this temperature in the summer must have been a lot of thought during the construction."

"It's much better than the dormitories in our school."

"It's more comfortable to rent a house outside the school."

After hearing this, a teacher suggested:
"How about we make an appointment to rent a house outside?"

"There are only five of us in a place like this, so there should be no problem at all."

After finishing speaking, some of them turned their attention to Song Chaoyang and asked:
"By the way, Comrade Song, how much does your house cost to rent?"

Song Chaoyang did not hide anything and said to them:

"I rented it for a long time, so I was given a discount. Anyway, after getting it, it will cost less than 800 in three years."

"Ah... so expensive!" After hearing the amount, everyone was shocked.

The teacher who just proposed to rent a house together said:
"Eight hundred, I can't make that much money in a year..."

Song Chaoyang smiled after hearing this and said to her:
"These shops like mine are relatively more expensive, while others are much cheaper because they don't have water and electricity connections."

The teacher quickly waved his hand:

"Forget it, we don't get that much money as teachers."

"Although the dormitories in the school are smaller and the conditions are more difficult, they are free of charge."

Other teachers also complained:

"Hearing this amount, I feel like I can afford a dormitory in school."

There was also a look of envy towards Song Chaoyang in his eyes. Someone who could afford to rent such a house must be extraordinary.

Either he is already very capable, or his family has a strong background.

So someone curiously asked:
"By the way, Comrade Song, what unit do you work in?"

Song Chaoyang responded to them:
"I am currently a contracted writer with Oriental Publishing House."

When I heard that he was a contracted writer from Oriental Publishing House, a teacher immediately slapped him on the thigh:
"Oh, oh, I understand, Teacher Luo is also writing a book, and you are from the same publishing house."

Song Chaoyang smiled and nodded:

"Yes, that's right, we are indeed from the same publishing house."

"Hey, that's not right. Being a writer is just a part-time job. What is your main job?" At this time, a teacher immediately realized something was wrong and asked in confusion.

Hearing this question, Song Chaoyang didn't show off and said that his job was as a farmer.

He was originally there to support the little girl so that others would not look down upon her.

Moreover, someone in his previous life also said that when you go out, your identity is given by yourself. Now Song Chaoyang doesn't want to let pigs eat tigers, so there is no need to say that he is a farmer.

Then I heard him say:
"This is my current job, and I also insist on translating some foreign manuscripts."

"At the same time, I am also preparing for next year's national college entrance examination."

Everyone else was stunned when they heard what he said.

They all turned their attention to Luo Qian.

It was as if he wanted to confirm the authenticity from her mouth.

After all, the two jobs Song Chaoyang mentioned were indeed too high-end and out of reach of ordinary people.

Writers do not write essays, and they also know that translation is definitely not something that can be done with an English dictionary.

Luo Qian saw everyone's eyes turned to her, so she said:

"He is a full-time writer."

"And he is a Grade A contracted writer from Oriental Publishing House."

"The royalties are at the top level."

Luo Qian didn't mention Song Chaoyang's works because she didn't hear Song Chaoyang say it himself.

This aspect was taught to her by her family’s education.

If someone doesn't intend to fully explain everything, don't make your own decisions.

"Writer and translator, so awesome!"

"A Grade-A contracted writer from Oriental Publishing House, still full-time!"

"Awesome, awesome, awesome!"

"Let me just say, our Teacher Luo's friends are definitely not ordinary people."

As soon as Luo Qian finished speaking, others began to praise her one after another.

"That's nonsense! What does it have to do with me if someone is capable?" Luo Qian rolled her eyes at the others.

Then he set his sights on Song Chaoyang again.

"Teachers, to put it bluntly, I am just a book writer. Don't praise me. You think that my sister is studying in school and has to rely on everyone to take care of her."

One of the liveliest teachers immediately responded:
"It's easy to talk about. Since he is Teacher Luo's friend, we will definitely take care of him."

She also revealed:
"This year, Teacher Huang and Teacher Lin are both leading a new class of junior high school students. When the time comes, the classes should be divided into their own classes."

Song Chaoyang's idea just now was indeed correct. There was indeed the little girl's future class teacher here.

So he laughed and said:

"Then I have to show off my cooking skills tonight."

"Let's have a relationship with the head teacher first."

Hearing his words, everyone laughed.

Luo Qian even said to Song Chaoyang:
"You're a great writer, so you'd better eat what we do."

Only then did Song Chaoyang realize that people didn't believe that he could cook.

At this moment, the little girl on the side couldn't hold it in any longer. She said to several people:
"The food cooked by my third brother is delicious."

After hearing what the little girl said, everyone else looked at Song Chaoyang curiously and asked in disbelief:

"Really? Is it true or false?"

At this time, Gou Wazi beside him said proudly:

"It's true. My third uncle's cooking is the most delicious. If you don't believe it, you'll know after you eat it at the right time."

(End of this chapter)