Weak Rebellion

"You two are going to live together?" Zhuang Yi stuck his head out from the upper bunk and asked in confusion?He had heard from Jiang Mingkang a long time ago that he had a house in the village in the city, and he was renting out some of it now, and he planned to move out when the smell in his room was almost gone.But he didn't know that one of his roommates was actually Xu Lang. Who was Xu Lang? Jiang Mingkang, who didn't join the student union, definitely didn't know that Xu Lang was the top talent in their finance department, and his admission score was the highest in his freshman year. One, I heard that his math and English scores are all perfect.That's a full score, the only full score in mathematics this year.

"Haha, it's similar to cohabitation. I rented a bedroom in Mingkang's house." Xu Lang laughed loudly, "I've been buying things recently. Those who didn't know thought we were newly married." He poked Jiang Mingkang said, "Daughter-in-law, can you cook? I bought a whole set of pots and pans."

Jiang Mingkang was ashamed, the food he cooked was alright, but if it was amazing, forget it. "Don't worry, I'm still very good at making instant noodles." Jiang Mingkang wasn't annoyed when Xu Lang called him his wife. They were a group of old men who occasionally joked around like this.Even if he naturally likes boys, he would not think that Xu Lang is the same as him. Xu Lang is a straight man at first glance, and he is also the kind of straight man who is unyielding.

"I'm already very thin, but I don't want to eat noodles. I heard that our school

There is a food club, why don't you go and learn. Unknowingly, Xu Lang rummaged through that pocket and found a brochure with colorful and exquisite pictures printed on it. In the most obvious position, the three big characters of "Gourmet Club" were deliberately enlarged, and Jiang Mingkang could see it clearly at a glance.

"Is there such a club? I've already signed up for Taekwondo. I'm afraid I don't have time to sign up for one." Jiang Mingkang read the brochure seriously. He didn't want to learn to cook for Xu Lang, but for Xu Lang. The obsession with eating made him want to improve his cooking skills. After all, he has the farming system in hand, so he is lucky if he doesn't make good use of it.

As for the Taekwondo club, it's all for self-protection. He is too weak. If Jiang Leren is cornered by him one day and finds someone to kidnap him, at least he still has the ability to resist. If something happens to him, He only had to be beaten.

"Societies are just for fun. You see, I signed up for five." Xu Lang showed Jiang Mingkang the club brochures he had applied for.

What the hell is the Mathematical Society?Is there such a society?I don’t study enough at ordinary times, and I still use the rest time to continue learning? ?

There is also this martial arts club, he also went to sign up at that time, the person who admitted took a look at him, and directly asked him to go to the taekwondo club, saying that their martial arts club has relatively high requirements, and it is not suitable for a thin person like him to practice. This is blatantly despised.Then why did they want Xu Lang?Xu Lang is not fatter than him, he is taller, stronger, um, has more muscles than him.

The last one is the basketball club, which is quite normal, they are all people who love to play basketball.After a while, he will also apply for a basketball club.

Calligraphy and Painting Literature Club, this one looks quite normal, I guess Xu Lang likes to draw and write.

But what the hell is the last gem association?Could it be the Hongxue Research Society or something like that, who returned Baoyu, and he returned Lin Daiyu.

"Brother Xu, you have a wide range of hobbies. I'll go out for a walk in a while to see if there are any clubs to apply for." Jiang Mingkang said enviously. Whether it was before or now, his hobbies seem to be fun. How to make myself comfortable, I never thought about cultivating some hobbies of my own.

The two chatted for a while, and went to the cafeteria to have dinner together. Xu Lang accompanied Jiang Mingkang to apply for both the basketball club and the food club, but Jiang Mingkang was a little puzzled why when he applied for the food club, the senior sister who received him had a slightly different look. strange.

It wasn't until he went to the food club to participate in the activities that he realized why the senior sister had weird eyes. There were only three boys in the food club. Except for him who looked normal, the other two were fake girls.

Apart from this, Jiang Mingkang is very satisfied in other aspects. The seniors in the food club are all foodies. There is a big kitchen in their club, and there are three activities every week. Everyone will come to the food social chat for the ingredients. Experience, Jiang Mingkang fell in love with this place once he came here.

Seeing Jiang Mingkang and Xu Lang going out together, Zhuang Yi frowned slightly. Why did he feel that the two were not in tune?Could it be that I was too much troubled by my friends recently, and now my mind is full of soy milk.

It's just that even if he has doubts in his heart, he can't ask. After all, this is a very private matter. Jiang Mingkang came back very late at night. When he came back, he took a bunch of fruits and vegetables and a bag of snacks, saying that Xu Lang bought them for him. Yes, let's eat together.Zhuang Yi looked at it for a long time and didn't eat those sweet and greasy chocolates and small desserts. No matter how you look at them, they were all for his girlfriend.

None of the old men in the same dormitory liked to eat snacks, so Jiang Mingkang had no choice but to enjoy a bagful of his favorites to himself.

Jiang Mingkang's morning market stall was quickly set up. On the first day, he didn't bring many things, which he usually eats. A small basket of tomatoes, a small basket of cucumbers, and baskets of water radishes and green radishes , and took some broccoli.These dishes are common in vegetable markets, and he didn't stand out when they brought them out.

For the convenience of transporting vegetables, Jiang Mingkang also bought a small cart, and he took his vegetable basket early in the morning to occupy space.He had been optimistic about the location a long time ago, and he also greeted the stall owner next to him, asking him to save a little space for him.

His neighbor is a long stall selling fruit, and there is a small pickup truck parked behind him all the time. Every time he pulls it, there is a cart full of fruits. They are all seasonal fresh fruits, and they have always bought good ones.

"Brother is here, come here, I've reserved a place for you." Gu Shan is a rough man who sets up a stall in this urban village all year round. His family of three lives on his fruit stand.A row of iron shelves has been set up in front of his pickup truck, with baskets of fresh peaches on it.Jiang Mingkang's booth is right next to him.He unloaded the baskets one by one and set them up.

"Brother Gu, why haven't you seen my sister-in-law?" Jiang Mingkang asked.

"Take Brother Dong to eat fried dough sticks. Have you had breakfast?" Gu Shan asked while eating his breakfast with a pancake fruit in his hand.

"I've eaten." Jiang Mingkang smiled and showed his little crescent eyes. At first glance, he looked like a well-behaved child. Gu Shan felt that this child was very good. When he came to ask about the stall next to him, he agreed immediately, and he also wanted one. good neighbour.

In the morning at the end of summer, the sun came out very early, and Jiang Mingkang's head was hot after the sun was exposed to the sun in a short while. Gu Shan met and gave Xu Lang a sun umbrella that was not often used, "This sun umbrella is usually placed in the car. You won’t need it either, you can use it when you set up a stall in the future, and put it back in the car when you close the stall.”

Jiang Mingkang froze for a moment, took the sun umbrella, and said, "Brother Gu, thank you."

"There's nothing to be thankful for. Hurry up and open it up, and you'll be master in a while." Gu Shan urged.

As soon as the sun came out, people of all colors, pulling carts and carrying shopping bags, began to flock to the morning market.

The quality of Jiang Mingkang's dishes is definitely not to be picky, and he didn't ask for a high price on the first day of the stall, which is basically the same as the price of those greenhouse vegetables in the morning market.His vegetable stall is a little different from other vegetable stalls, and there is a small sign in front of his vegetable stall.

The inspiration for this billboard comes from his original advertisement for renting out a house. There was a photo of a vegetable field on the sign, and an old man stood in front of him, holding a huge cucumber in his hand.Usually the ground cucumbers in the morning market are only the size of a palm, but the cucumber in the photo is as thick and big as a chair leg.

Below the photo was written "The farm grows its own vegetables, no pollution, no chemical fertilizers, no pesticides, pure green food."

Jiang Mingkang knows that the concept of green food has not been fully publicized yet, but everyone is no stranger to this term. Green, organic, and pollution-free are often advertised on TV.He also wanted to give it a try, to see if the uncles and aunts at the morning market recognized his green vegetables.

There was a lot of traffic in the morning market. Jiang Mingkang's vegetables were not expensive and of good quality, and people soon gathered around.Among these people, most of them saw that the vegetables were fresh and of good quality. Only a few people asked whether the vegetables were really green and pollution-free?And the people who ask are basically uncles and aunts, young people don't care, just buy it and leave.

The uncles and aunts are Jiang Mingkang's biggest customers. He took the trouble to explain again and again, saying how good his dishes are, and how much he eats has many health benefits.In the photo of his advertisement, it was his grandfather, and this cucumber was planted by his grandfather. These are all true, and it is also true that eating this vegetable is good for the body.However, the vegetables he sells are not grown by Mr. Jiang. The sources of vegetables are all from the farming system, but this cannot be said.

Jiang Mingkang's propaganda is not false propaganda.

The morning market opened at 9:8, and he sold out several baskets of vegetables before [-]:[-].All the dishes were sold, and Jiang Mingkang helped out at Gushan's stall for a while.His brother Dong was only four years old, and it was Pi's time. Most of the time, his wife had to keep an eye on the child, and the situation couldn't be taken care of. Jiang Mingkang's playing hands like this was a timely help for Gu Shan.

As soon as 9 o'clock arrived, the managers of the morning market came to urge the merchants to close the stalls. Jiang Mingkang stretched his waist and felt extremely comfortable.On the first day of practicing the stall, I was a little busy, and even got the wrong money several times. Fortunately, the uncles and aunts who sell vegetables are very good, and he returned all the extra money he found out.Jiang Mingkang thought about it. Tomorrow, he can get some special dishes and put them in a box, so that everyone can buy vegetables and give change by themselves, so that people who come to buy vegetables will remember him better.

After closing the booth, Jiang Mingkang went home, changed his clothes, and took a shower. He hadn't officially moved here yet, and there was nothing in the house. After tidying up a bit, he went back to the dormitory with his bag on his back.Before he reached the dormitory, he received a call from Jiang Yushan.

Zheng Baoqin and Jiang Yushan said that they hoped that Jiang Leren and Jiang Mingkang would also live together, so that after a few years of contact, their relationship would naturally be much better.When Zheng Baoqin said these words, her eyes were slightly red, and tears were rolling in her eye sockets, how pitiful she looked.Jiang Yushan's heart softened immediately, and he also hoped that his two sons could live in peace. The family property he worked so hard for needed to be managed by the two brothers.