After collecting the IOU, Jiang Yiyi stood up. Cui Yong said, "The glass cover is ready. I'll send the tricycle over to you."

Jiang Yiyi did not refuse his kindness. She came here by bicycle and could not ride a tricycle back in time.

The two of them left the rented yard, and Brother Liu happened to come to deliver a frying pan. Cui Yong couldn't contain his excitement and told him that Liang Xiaoliu had confiscated the motorcycle.

"You are really good, you borrowed so much money in one night."

"Sister Jiang helped me borrow it."

Did Jiang Yiyi help you borrow it?

Brother Liu was very surprised, six hundred yuan is not a small amount, and Jiang Yiyi actually borrowed it in one night.

But he was only surprised for a moment. To be able to rent such a large yard after only selling cold noodles for a few days, it must have required extraordinary courage and connections.

Fifty frying pans were too eye-catching, so Brother Liu did not deliver all of them at once, but only fifteen.

I went back and pulled it twice more and brought all the rest over.

Everything is ready, the stove is dried and ready for use. The only things that have not been solved are the cucumbers for daily use and people who make cold noodles.

Cucumbers are easy to sell. There is a morning market in the county town. It is not easy to find people who can make cold noodles. You have to be down-to-earth and hardworking. Don't be so cunning.

Liangpi is simple to make and can be learned quickly. The person who asked her for help was cunning, and if she went out on her own after learning, she would have no advantage.

"Brother, sister-in-law, do you know anyone who is down-to-earth and hardworking? It doesn't matter if he is a little older."

"There is one in our village, a widow with only one daughter who is also married. She is good at work and not too old, just in her early forties."

Zhou Fen said.

"Brother, go back and ask mom to ask her if she is willing to come and work. We will provide her with food and lodging, and pay her 30 yuan a month. Also, ask mom and dad to help find other people like her and recruit a few more."

Jiang Jinfeng immediately rode his bicycle back, and Jiang Yiyi went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy twenty peppers, and came back to boil chili oil. She also bought some vegetables and meat to make noodles with gravy.

Gu Yunchi hasn't come back yet, so he should be selling the cold noodles. I made more today on purpose and will keep them for Gu Yunchi to sell after he finishes delivering the cold noodles.

Soon, Jiang Jinfeng came back carrying Widow Zhou. Widow Zhou was carrying a bag and bedding in her hands, and she looked neat and tidy.

Jiang Yiyi was very satisfied and said, "I have only one request, you can't tell anyone about the process of making cold noodles. I will write a contract later. If you tell anyone about it after you sign it, you will be sent to the public security bureau."

Widow Zhou was not a talkative person, so this request was no problem for her. After listening to the content of the contract, she signed it readily.

Jiang Yiyi let her choose a room to stay in.

Widow Zhou picked the room closest to the edge, put her baggage and bedding in it, and came to help with the cooking.

The noodles were freshly rolled, and the more you eat, the more you eat. Jiang Yiyi had a small appetite, so she was full quickly. She mixed the noodles in an enamel pot and sent them to Jiang Jin.

"Little sister, I'll go."

Jiang Jinfeng said this as he ate the last few mouthfuls of noodles. He had a big appetite and usually ate three or four bowls of noodles. He had just finished one bowl.

"Big brother, enjoy your meal. I'll go take it away. I have something to say to you, little brother."

Hearing that she had something to say to his younger brother, Jiang Jinfeng stopped rushing to go and said, "Tell my younger brother that starting tomorrow, your sister-in-law will bring him meals."

Jiang Yiyi responded, put the enamel pot in a net bag, hung it on the front handlebar, and came to the gate of County No. 1. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Jiang Jin finally came, looking a little unwell.

"sister."

"Being bullied?"

Jiang Jin shook his head, his eyes slowly turning red, "I didn't do well in the first mock exam."

He has worked very hard. He studies every day except for eating and only sleeps four or five hours a day, but he still didn't do well in the exam. He doesn't know how to face his elder sister and his family.

"Which subject?"

"I only got 60 in math."

Jiang Jin hung his head very low. It was said that if one was good at math, physics and chemistry, one would not be afraid to travel around the world, but he was not good at math.

Jiang Yiyi really wanted to teach him. She was a top student when she was in school, but she dropped out of school in her second year of high school in this body and could not teach Jiang Jinru at all.

"Has it always been bad?"

Jiang Jin lowered his head even lower, his voice was tinged with tears, "I can still get 80 or 10 in the exam before then."

"If you didn't do well in an exam once, don't say anything. Adjust your mood, sort out the wrong questions, and see where you went wrong. If you don't know the answer, ask the teacher."

Jiang Jinxiao sniffed and nodded.

Jiang Yiyi handed him the enamel pot and said, "Eat first, then go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep. If you still can't adjust well after lunch, stay at the rented house at night. My brother and his wife live over there. I'll ask my brother to pick you up after school."

"No."

If his eldest sister hadn't come to bring him food, he didn't want to face her. He felt so sorry for his family. His parents and eldest brother worked hard on the farm to support his schooling, and his eldest sister even married herself to raise money for his tuition, but he didn't learn well.

Jiang Jin couldn't eat, so he finished his meal with difficulty, gave the enamel pot to Jiang Yiyi, and turned back to the dormitory.

Looking at his slumped shoulders, Jiang Yiyi was worried that Jiang Jinru was really under too much pressure and couldn't adjust, which would affect his college entrance examination. She didn't want to change Jiang Jinru's fate because of her transmigration into a book.

She walked into the guard room and asked, "Uncle, is there a good math teacher in our school? A senior in high school."

The security guard knew that Jiang Yiyi didn't want to eat, so he naturally answered every question. "Yes, Mr. Zhang Xiang from the senior class is a national outstanding teacher."

"Thank you very much, sir."

After leaving the school gate, Jiang Yiyi bought a watermelon and went to the teacher's dormitory. At that time, the teachers still lived in bungalows. She asked where Teacher Zhang Xiang lived, parked her bicycle at the door, and went forward to knock on the door with the watermelon in her hand.

"Who is it?"

The voice of inquiry came from the courtyard, and the door was opened at the same time. The person who came in was Zhang Xiang's wife, who was also a teacher, but she was only teaching junior high school. She looked at the young girl outside the door and looked at her for a few more times.

"I'm looking for Teacher Zhang Xiang."

"Lao Zhang, someone is looking for you."

Zhang Xiang came out from inside the house. He was about forty-five or forty-six years old and wore glasses.

"I'm Jiang Jin's sister from the senior year class. I came to see you and ask you for something. It's a very important matter."

He is the head teacher of his class. Even if the students in his class have problems, they should go to the head teacher of their class. Instead, they go to him. Could it be that there is a conflict between him and the students in his class? Zhang Xiang frowned, "Come in and talk."

Jiang Yiyi walked in, put the watermelon on the coffee table, and went straight to the point, "Look, I want you to help my brother with math. He didn't take the test this time and only scored over 60."

Zhang Xiang relaxed his brows when there was a conflict between students. There was still more than a month before the college entrance examination. Having a conflict at this time would greatly affect the students' mood.

Just as I refused, I heard Jiang Yiyi say, "I won't let you make up for it for nothing. I will pay you on a daily basis, one dollar a day. You only need to make up for him for two hours at night."

Zhang Xiang's words of refusal remained in his throat. At one yuan a day, he could earn almost fifty yuan before the college entrance examination, which was more than his monthly salary.

But he is a national outstanding teacher after all. If his students don't do well in the exam, it may affect his reputation. Money is important, but reputation is more important.

"My brother usually scores 80 or 10 on exams, but he may have been under too much pressure, so he didn't do well this time. I would like to ask you to give him some advice while you tutor him so that he doesn't have to be under so much pressure."

Eight or ten can consider it, but I don't know whether what the girl in front of me said is true or not.

Zhang Xiang pondered for a while and said, "I'll go downstairs to find out. If it's really as you said, ask your brother to come over after the evening self-study class tomorrow night."

"good."

Jiang Yiyi stood up, and Zhang Xiang motioned to his wife to give the watermelon to Jiang Yiyi, but his wife didn't say anything. Having been a teacher for many years, she could see that Jiang Yiyi was not lying. Since the tutoring class would start tomorrow, the watermelon might as well be left there. It wasn't that she was greedy for a watermelon, but the tug-of-war was heard by the teacher who lived next door.