Rebirth Daily Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 970 Evil Woman (5K)

Friday afternoon, second class, physics class.

At this time of year in the past, Teacher Ouyang would have abandoned his students and gone to Ancheng to teach part-time, but unfortunately, he has now been sanctioned by the school.

Teacher Ouyang is in his forties and he doesn't dare to quit his job. Firstly, he is afraid of losing his pension, and secondly, he is afraid of losing his position. If he continues to give tutoring lessons, his qualifications will not seem so impressive.

I had no choice but to stay in school to teach physics, and attend tutoring classes during the winter and summer vacations.

I just wanted to live a peaceful life, but ended up being targeted by the physical education teacher!
So before class, Teacher Ouyang specifically explained that this class would be about comprehensive questions in dynamics, and if you missed it, he would not teach it again.

This is to curb the physical education teachers.

When he stepped into the front door of the classroom, he took a quick look and saw that, except for a few arts and sports students who had left, all the other students were staying in the classroom.

He is quite satisfied.

However, he was dissatisfied with the noisy classroom.

Teacher Ouyang frowned and scolded: "Hasn't the class bell rung? Why can I still hear people talking?"

Cui Yu cheered: "Because you have ears, teacher."

Teacher Ouyang stared at him sternly.

After a while, he said, "Do you have any problem with me?"

When he said this, the students in Class 8 thought he was really shameless. We definitely have objections to you going to cram school every week for the past year and a half.

Teacher Ouyang: "If anyone has a problem with me, you can just get out!"

Wu Xiaoqi walked away holding the basketball, and said politely, "Thank you, Mr. Ouyang."

Gong Jin in the back row: "Is he always like this?"

Wang Yong: "His family is engaged in teaching materials, and their connections are complicated."

"No wonder."

Teacher Ouyang suppressed his anger and looked at Cui Yu: "You have a problem with me too?"

Meng Gui helped to cover up: "He must have no problem with you, otherwise he would have left directly."

Teacher Ouyang withdrew his intimidating gaze. After all, he was the teacher and had some authority.

He began his lecture, operating the projector to project a classic dynamics problem of "an athlete pushing an object on the ice."

'There is a fixed vertical baffle on the horizontal ice surface. A skater with a mass of M is standing still facing the baffle. He moves a stationary block with a mass of M=4.0KG to...'

Teacher Ouyang’s teaching level is good and his explanations are detailed and meticulous, but many students still don’t understand.

For example, Chen Siyu, seems to be listening to a foreign language, so stupid that he wishes he could be hanged.

Teacher Ouyang: “This part is relatively simple. As long as you master the basic laws of conservation of momentum and energy and do a few more questions, you will gradually master it.

He changed the subject: "For example, my son, he is a year older than you, he has been the best at physics since he was young, he has now been announced to be admitted to a 985 university, he is meters tall..."

Teacher Ouyang boasted wildly about his son's glorious deeds.

Suddenly, the afternoon sun shone on Lu Qiqi's manicure, and the reflected light flashed on Teacher Ouyang's glasses.

Teacher Ouyang glanced at Lu Qiqi and said sarcastically: "Some girls dress up gorgeously and even do manicures. Are you here to study? I think you are here to attract attention!"

After hearing this, Lu Qiqi became very angry.

She replied, "According to what you said, isn't Yun Tingting from Class 3 the same type as me? Your son even confessed his love to her a while ago."

Teacher Ouyang's face turned pale. Of course he knew who Yun Tingting was. She played badminton downstairs every day. For an old generation like him, this was simply fickle!
He argued: "My son will never date her!"

Lu Qiqi said disdainfully: "Of course not, Yun Tingting rejected him."

Teacher Ouyang threw the book away and left angrily!

The students were confused. No way, our teacher is gone?

So what next?
Acting monitor Wang Longlong shouted, "Chen Qian, do you know how to solve this problem?"

Chen Qian showed no sadness or joy on his face: "No problem."

Wang Longlong was happy: "Great, come and give the lecture to everyone!"

So Chen Qian pushed his black-framed glasses and stood up, looking like a knowledgeable scholar.

Chen Qian is a truly hard-working scholar. His talent is not particularly outstanding and he is totally inferior to Lin Zida and others who are in the top ten of the grade. Much of the knowledge he has mastered is acquired through studying bit by bit, so his foundation is very solid. Now he can even reach the score line of Tsinghua University.

Chen Qian’s ability to give lectures is also very good, but that’s all.

Even a fool like Chen Siyu still can't understand.

The other students were very happy because our Class 8 had successfully achieved internal circulation.

Teacher Ouyang returned to the office angrily and picked up his mobile phone to call his son.

Senior Ouyang is playing basketball on the playground. Although he was successfully admitted to the university, school will not start until September. His family conditions are okay. Although his father is not a good person, he does make money from tutoring, so he does not need to work during the summer vacation.

His main task now is to get his driver's license and then come to No. 4 Middle School to play. After all, there are many interesting people in the school, including the girl he likes.

The tall and handsome senior Ouyang dribbled past the defense, and the female students applauded and cheered him on, giving him water and snacks.

"Oh, these days are so wonderful!" Ouyang felt that these few months were probably the most wonderful days in his life.

Suddenly, a school girl shouted, "Ouyang, your phone is ringing!"

Ouyang left the basketball court, answered the phone, and then received severe criticism from his father, who scolded him severely.

Ouyang looked unhappy: "I like whatever I want!"

Then just hang up the phone.

Teacher Ouyang was so angry that smoke was coming out of his head.

Chen Haiyang, who works in the same office, has thick black hair and holds a thermos cup of wolfberry in both hands: "You don't have class this period?"

Adults know how to restrain themselves. Teacher Ouyang: "Just drink some water and go back."

Teacher Ouyang quickly drank some water and left in a hurry.

Chen Haiyang was puzzled. Aren’t there two water dispensers in Class 8?
Teacher Ouyang walked in the corridor with a sullen face. I'm sure the students in Class 8 will regret not having him teach during this period!

I guess the atmosphere in the class must be very gloomy!

"That's right!"

With a sense of success in revenge, Teacher Ouyang stepped into Class 8.

Chen Qian stood on the podium and was explaining loudly: "After the Nth push, the athlete's speed is..."

He noticed that the sunlight at the door was blocked, so he turned around and met Teacher Ouyang's shocked gaze.

"Teacher, you're back?" Chen Qian greeted casually.

Teacher Ouyang stood at the door, his shock, anger and suspicion entangled together.

At this moment, Chen Siyu whispered to her deskmate, "Yuxia, does he look like the husband in the AV who gets home early from get off work?"

……

After school.

Jiang Ning took Tongtong home on an electric scooter.

Tongtong sat in the back seat, enjoying the breeze: "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, Yang Sheng told me that if we played badminton, you would definitely beat me up. Do you think she's right?"

"that's right."

"I do not believe!"

Jiang Ning: "Then what are you asking?"

Tongtong: "Okay."

As we approached Pingfang, the dam became extremely crowded. Hawkers and strolling pedestrians almost filled the entire road. At a glance, there were hundreds of people.

This area is clearly not a market, nor is it officially permitted, but slowly it has evolved into a free market filled with vendors of all kinds. It's magical.

They sell clothes, vegetables, rabbits, snacks, eggs, bacon... and there are also people selling candied haws with straw targets. There are all kinds of things.

It was less than 4 o'clock, the sun was setting in the west, and the hustle and bustle of life was incomparable.

Jiang Ning slowed down the car and moved forward. Tongtong stayed in the back seat and quickly negotiated a deal for candied haws with an aunt holding a straw target.

Jiang Ning was really impressed by her.

"Eat!" Tongtong put the candied haws to his mouth.

Jiang Ning took a bite and it tasted sour and sweet.

His spiritual sense extended forward, and a little further away, there were three fishmongers, each guarding a bucket. As soon as Jiang Ning saw their equipment, he knew that they were not professional fishmongers, but fishermen selling their catches.

"I caught all these fish in other people's fish ponds. These grass carps weigh more than two kilograms. Can I sell them to you for eight yuan each?" said a man in his thirties or forties.

An auntie pointed and said, "It's not cheap, other people who sell fish will help kill the fish, but I have to kill your fish myself when I take it home. It must be very difficult to kill it!"

"Yes, I saw some at the vegetable market last time for 3 yuan per pound!" said the old man.

Auntie bargained: "6 yuan, give me two."

The fisherman was unhappy: "I might as well give it back to my boss for this price. I've fished so many times, but this is my first time selling fish. I'm not doing this for money..."

The aunt said as a matter of course: "Yes, if you don't make any money, just sell it to me!"

"I'm not selling it anymore. How can I get 6 dollars for it? I might as well just sell it myself!" The fisherman waved his hands.

The aunt looked for a while and left.

The old man: "You are not wild."

The fisherman next to him said, "You might as well set the price higher. No matter how cheap you sell it, some people just want to bargain."

"Hey, let's take another look. There's always someone who knows what's good." The fisherman sat on the stool.

Jiang Ning said to Tong Tong: "Do you want to make money?"

Tongtong ate the candied haws and said without thinking: "Of course I did. Do you think I am a depraved person who plays LOL every day?"

"Okay, I want a business."

Jiang Ning rode his electric scooter a little further and arrived at the fisherman's stall.

Not everyone is materialistic. An uncle who knew what was good bought a fish for 8 yuan.

Jiang Ning asked about the price.

The fisherman gave a passionate introduction.

Tongtong waved the hundred-dollar bills: "I want them all!"

The three fishermen were shocked. This girl was not that big, but she was so generous!

They looked at each other and said, "Leave two for me. I want to eat them myself!"

Then he picked up the black plastic bag and started packing the fish. In the end, the fisherman was so excited that he sold all the fish instead of keeping two of them.

There were 16 grass carps weighing more than two kilograms, 5 weighing three kilograms, and 12 weighing more than one kilogram. More than twenty black bags were filled to the brim.

The total cost was 232 yuan.

Jiang Ning took Tongtong off, took out a clean fertilizer bag from under the seat, put everything in it, then picked up the fertilizer bag and rode away.

Several fishermen looked shocked and incredulous: "Is it that powerful?"

That bag must weigh at least several dozen kilograms!

Tongtong was proud: "He is very strong!"

Jiang Ning carried the fertilizer bag in one hand and rode the bike with the other, returning home in a leisurely manner.

Tongtong immediately jumped off the electric bike and moved several large pots in the house to the yard.

Jiang Ning untied the fertilizer bag and then the black plastic bag, and the grass carp was still alive and kicking.

Jiang Ning untied a bag and slapped them, making them lose consciousness.

Xue Yuantong put on leather gloves specially used for killing fish and began to help them reincarnate.

Jiang Ning went to a farm house.

Lin Zida and his team made a plastic basket. A pigeon was eating corn kernels under the basket. He pulled the rope and the plastic basket fell down, covering the pigeon.

Lin Zida danced with joy, feeling extremely accomplished!

As a result, the pigeon continued to eat corn in the box calmly, without any awareness of being caught.

Lin Zida's sense of achievement instantly faded, and he began to doubt his life: "A Ge, what do you mean?"

When Jiang Ning arrived, he asked, "Is the truck you used to sell fried rice still there?"

Seeing this, Lin Zida hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, you can use them. The gas tanks are full!"

Jiang Ning: "Okay."

Zhuang Jianhui asked: "Are you going to sell snacks?"

"We got a batch of fish in, let's try selling fried fish."

Zhuang Jianhui did not ask any more questions. He led the way and introduced: "I have all the seasonings, and a few barrels of oil. Some of them have been opened and not used much. You can take them all."

Jiang Ning said without hesitation: "Okay, I'll save some fish for you later."

Zhuang Jianhui smiled and said, "You're welcome."

After getting the key, Jiang Ning rode the tricycle that had been converted into a snack cart towards his own yard.

Tongtong is still killing fish!
Jiang Ning's spiritual sense swept across the snack cart, and he knew all the seasoning configurations clearly.

He took out a sign that said "Fried Fish" and wrote [Small portion 15 yuan, large portion 30 yuan].

He has the technology, so he is not worried about not being able to sell it.

Xue Yuantong picked up the big knife and chopped the fish with a "clang clang clang" sound. He blinked and asked, "Jiang Ning, am I fierce?"

"fierce."

"Hehehe." She laughed foolishly.

Jiang Ning looked at her cute and innocent face and couldn't help but smile.

After cutting the fish into pieces, Jiang Ning got a large basin, poured in cooking wine, green onion, salt, and white pepper, and used a wooden stick to stir and marinate.

As time passed, Tongtong found time to make some sauces, one spicy and the other sweet and sour.

After everything was ready, Jiang Ning rode a tricycle and took Tongtong to make a lot of money.

There was no decrease in the number of pedestrians on the dam.

Jiang Ning stopped at the edge, and Xue Yuantong looked left and right: "Is there a shortage of people here?"

Jiang Ning said calmly: "It doesn't matter, where we are is the center."

A man selling grilled oysters nearby said with an experienced tone: "Young man, confidence is a good thing."

Only after young people have experienced the beatings of society will they know how difficult it is to make money.

Tongtong started to heat up the oil in a pan. Because she was worried that business would be bad at the beginning, she only heated up a little oil and fried a large fish.

The stall was deserted. Some passers-by saw the sign and thought the price was too expensive, so they chose to ignore it.

Only a young man riding a will-o'-the-wisp came with a tattooed girl.

"How much…"

As soon as he asked the question, the young man with the will-o'-the-wisp fire was stunned. Wasn't the person in front of him the one who enslaved them to pull the cart when the river was frozen?
Jiang Ning: "Want a small portion?"

The young man knew the principle of spending money to ward off disaster, so he said with pain: "Big portion, big portion!"

He was afraid of being caught and sold as fish!
Jiang Ning: "Yes, sure."

After the young man paid the money, he met Jiang Ning's eyes and felt inexplicably horrified. He quickly turned his head to the south.

Only the tattooed girl, staring at the fried fish stall and smelling the tempting aroma, actually felt a little hungry.

"We kill fresh grass carp at home."

After Xue Yuantong fried the fish, he served it out: "Spicy or sweet and sour?"

The young man said without even turning his head: "Whatever you want, whatever you want."

"Sweet and sour then."

Xue Yuantong was coating the fish with sauce and then packing it in a box. However, due to his lack of skill, two pieces of fried fish fell onto the not-so-clean chopping board.

The atmosphere was somewhat quiet.

Xue Yuantong glanced at the young man, but he didn't see it, so she naturally put it in the box.

The tattooed girl witnessed the whole process.

But because I was too hungry, I didn’t mention it for the time being.

The fish pieces were fried into a golden color. She quickly picked up a piece, opened her mouth and took a bite. It was crispy, sweet and tasted great!

"Delicious! Really delicious!" The fried fish received praise from the tattooed girl.

The guy next door who was selling oysters didn't take it seriously. He looked at the tattooed girl who was as thin as noodles. He guessed that she had been hungry for three meals in two days, so how could anything she ate not taste good?

The young man rode away on the will-o'-the-wisp, and the tattooed girl said, "Two pieces of fish fell onto the board just now, and you didn't look back!"

The young man felt resentful in his heart: "What can I do if I turn back? He will still pretend to be me."

Tattooed girl: "But it's really delicious."

Jiang Ning told Tong Tong: "Just fill the pot with frying, I plan to study technology."

Tongtong's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

I fried 5 kilograms of fish fillets at one time.

The fish pieces were boiling in the oil pan. When they were about to be taken out of the pan, Jiang Ning took out a small bottle.

It contains black sesame seeds, which are sesame seeds cultivated in Huqi Mountain. One of the varieties is considered a failed variety because of its extremely low nutritional value, but the good thing is that it is extremely fragrant.

Xue Yuantong turned on a low heat, and Jiang Ning sprinkled a handful of sesame seeds into the wok. The fried fish was already very fragrant, and after adding the sesame seeds, the fresh fragrance quickly spread.

A slight breeze blew and was inhaled into the noses of pedestrians nearby.

"What's that smell?"

Yin Yu and Xu Wenyi were walking nearby and followed the scent.

After Yin Yu recognized the two people, he was slightly surprised at first, and then he smiled, a smile of pity for the weak.

Xu Wenyi was surprised: "Jiang Ning?"

"Hello, would you like some fish?"

"Why is this so embarrassing?"

Jiang Ning took out a piece, dipped it in sweet and sour sauce, and gave it to her: "Have a piece."

Faced with the fragrant fried fish, Xu Wenyi couldn't resist the temptation.

The fish pieces with sesame seeds are much more fragrant than those sold to the ghost fire youth.

Xu Wenyi picked up the fish piece, took a bite, and couldn't help but said: "Hmm~"

It smells so good.

The fish pieces are fried very crispy, not crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, but crispy and burnt, even the fish bones are crispy, matched with the sweet and sour sauce, and the extremely delicious aroma, it is full of fragrance.

Xu Wenyi finished eating with a loud crunch.

Her expression was exaggerated: "It's so delicious!! Crispy and sweet!"

Seeing this, the pedestrians behind shouted: "Give me a small portion!"

"I want a big portion!"

"Mom, buy me a super large portion!"

“I want a super large one!”

Several children were crying out in greed.

Jiang Ning's voice swept across the crowd: "Queue up, queue up."

Yin Yu, who was standing at the front of the line, smiled gently upon seeing this.

She turned around and looked at the noisy crowd behind her, her smile becoming even kinder.

She pulled out two bills and said clearly, "Hello, I want all the fried fish."

The crowd at the back suddenly fell silent, their resentment almost becoming reality.

Then the shrill cry of a child was heard.

Yin Yu: "Half sweet and sour and half spicy."

(End of this chapter)