Upon arriving home, the three of them counted the money as usual.

Under the dim light, the same ledger was still being prepared by Zhao Antao.

“我们一共买了20副鸡架和10块鸡排。鸡架5毛钱一副,鸡排平均1块8一块。

We gave the driver a chicken frame, and we ate a chicken cutlet ourselves.

鸡架18*3+1*1.6=55.6块钱。

鸡排9*3.5=31.5块钱,一共收入87块1毛钱。

But after deducting the cost of goods, which is 28, the profit is 59.1 yuan.

Zhao Antao turned to the previous page of the ledger and said:

"In addition, we spent 15 yuan yesterday on oil, pepper and other seasonings."

It cost 150 to make the stroller...

However, these two factors cannot be combined into today's costs.

Hua Yuansheng's gaze drifted to the table: "So, if we sell chicken cutlets for another two or three nights, we can earn back the cost of the food cart?"

"Correct!"

After more than half a month of stability, I can earn about two or three yuan every morning by selling tea eggs.

You can earn over 30 yuan by setting up a ring toss game at night.

Now, with the added income from chicken cutlets and chicken frames...

Hua Yuansheng is confident that he can earn back the tuition fees for his two granddaughters!

He nodded in satisfaction and stood up: "Grandpa will make you some noodles. Eat your fill and go to bed early."

……

"How many times have I explained this word? Why can't you still understand?"

The English teacher glanced at the students who had been called on to answer questions with a look of exasperation, her gaze suddenly falling on the back of the classroom.

"Hua Antao, tell me, what does this word mean? How do you change it to the verb form?"

Holding her notebook, Hua Antao answered without hesitation, "Its verb forms are divided into the infinitive and the past tense..."

Seeing that Hua Antao gave the correct answer without hesitation, the English teacher smiled with satisfaction.

"Yes, Hua Antao, you've made great progress. Keep it up."

Ever since my sister reminded me that I really don't fall asleep while standing during English class, I've realized that...

As soon as English class started, Hua Antao took the textbook, test paper, and workbook she needed for the class to the back of the classroom.

After all, she was sitting in the first row, and if she stood up, she would block the students behind her from seeing the blackboard.

So these past few days, whenever the English teacher looked up, she could see Hua Antao holding a notebook, her little face tense, her eyes fixed on the blackboard. Her serious little appearance made the teacher wish she could teach for another 500 years!

An Yining was greatly shocked.

As her deskmate, she witnessed Hua Antao's entire journey from dozing off in English class to waking up with the help of physics problems, being called to the English teacher's office, and then standing up to listen to the lesson as if divinely inspired.

Even Hua Antao doesn't sleep during English class anymore, so what reason does she have not to work hard?

Hua Lichu turned her head and gave her sister a thumbs-up.

Hua Antao smiled happily, which strengthened her resolve to stand and listen to English lessons from now on.

From this point on, Class 4 of Grade 1 began a strange mode.

Each class has different students who stand at the back of the classroom to listen to the lecture.

The seats are in the back row, so you can stand and listen to the lecture.

After observing for a few days, the grade head approached Qiu Jianying and asked, puzzled:

"What's going on in your class? Are the students being disobedient?"

Although things aren't as strict as they were a few years ago, such a large-scale... it wouldn't be good if word got out that this was corporal punishment of students!

Qiu Jianying was a little confused.

Corporal punishment of students?

she is not!

She didn't!

"Then why are so many students being made to stand as punishment in every class?"

Qiu Jianying then understood and explained helplessly, "There was no punishment of standing. The students were afraid of falling asleep in class and felt that standing would keep them more alert, so they stood up spontaneously."

The grade head was shocked. Could this really be possible?

Qiu Jianying nodded, "Yes, that's exactly it!"

As the echo of the school bell faded, Hua Lichu's tense nerves, which had been taut throughout the lesson, finally relaxed.

It has to be said that the difficulty of all subjects in high school increases several times over compared to junior high school.

She wearily rubbed her temples and relaxed her eyes.

He then stood up from the chair, lazily stretching his stiff limbs.

Because it was almost the weekend, the wholesale snacks had sold out, and no one was coming to buy anything else.

After all, there was nothing left to sell.

While relaxing, Hua Lichu reviewed the key points the teacher had covered in the previous lesson in her mind.

Suddenly, as if she had sorted out some of her thoughts, she quickly picked up her notebook and started reorganizing her notes.

Inside the classroom, the sounds of turning pages, scraping desks and chairs, and soft conversations blended together.

Some, like Hua Lichu, quietly organized their notes, while others engaged in group discussions and heated debates.

Some people lean against the window and gaze into the distance to relax their eyes.

Several minutes later, Hua Lichu suddenly slapped her forehead, looked up from her notebook, and stared at the timetable at the far side of the blackboard.

"Oh no, I haven't collected all the Chinese language workbooks yet."

However, Chinese class doesn't start until tomorrow afternoon, and the last class this afternoon is PE. She can drop her off then, so it'll be in time.

While urging the group leaders to collect the workbooks, the group leader of my group happened to be nowhere to be found.

Hua Lichu had no choice but to collect the homework herself.

The student in the last row, needing to urinate, waved his workbook.

"Class representative for Chinese, I've put it on the desk, could you please come and collect it?"

After saying that, he grabbed a few sheets of paper and slipped out of the back door.

Seeing the other person's eagerness, Hua Lichu found it somewhat amusing.

I walked to the last row and put away my workbook.

As a result, when I turned around, I accidentally bumped into someone.

The other person seemed afraid of bumping into her and took several steps back, but accidentally stepped on a ballpoint pen on the ground.

He was about to slip and fall to the ground.

Hua Lichu quickly reached out and grabbed the other person's arm.

It was too late; the other person had already plopped down on the ground.

"Are you OK?"

Yang Ying shook her head.

He braced himself on the ground, trying to get up.

Hua Lichu quickly went over to help her.

Unexpectedly, a look of pain flashed across Yang Ying's originally flushed face.

"Does it hurt a lot? Should I take you to the infirmary?"

As soon as he said this, Yang Ying immediately rejected him vehemently.

"No, no need, I'm fine, I'm fine."

The classmate next to him, seeing that the culprit was his own pen, apologized repeatedly.

Hua Li frowned and looked at Yang Ying: "Are you really alright?"

"No~"

"OK then……"

Hua Lichu took a few steps forward, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Turning around to look back, I found that Yang Ying was walking normally, and she didn't seem to be in any danger.

But when she helped her up, the pain on her face didn't seem fake.

I can picture the obvious tension on the other person's face when they heard about the infirmary.

Hua Lichu had a sudden feeling that something was wrong!

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