When Lin Xiaozhe came, he brought a truckload of supplies. The poverty alleviation supplies for Dou Niu would not be delivered until the road was open for a few days, but Lin Xiaozhe brought a truckload of meat and vegetables in his own name, which should have been unloaded by now.
"Okay, that saves me the trouble of cooking. I'll go get the bowls."
Xu Yuan quickly took out her rice bowl. Along the way, Xu Yuan told Lin Xiaozhe which of these children came from poor families, which were smart and had the potential to go to university, and which were mischievous troublemakers. She knew each child's family background and personality very well.
It's clear that she has absolutely no problem being a female teacher for ten years.
Lin Xiaozhe planned to hand over all the profits from this transaction to her to handle.
"I plan to use the proceeds to rebuild the school, including the playground, according to the standards of primary schools in major cities."
"Oh? That must have cost a lot of money." Xu Yuan knew that it had cost over 100,000 yuan just to build this dilapidated school, mainly because labor costs are very high now.
Lin Xiaozhe expressed his relief, saying that if the donations were insufficient, he would use his own money to make up the difference.
As soon as we reached the center of the village, we saw an elderly man cooking. He usually cooks for weddings and funerals in the nearby villages, charging 200 yuan per table, but today he's cooking for everyone without asking for a penny.
Most of the female livestreamers from the small village were just looking for a scenic spot to sit and stream, asking for gifts. Only Lin Xiaozhe genuinely cared about the situation in the disaster area.
There were many people queuing up next to the communal pot of food, and several female anchors looked on with disdain from afar.
"Is it edible?"
"It feels unhygienic."
"But I'm starving to death."
"My assistant has already bought me a boxed lunch and will be back soon."
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