The next day was the day Jiang Cong went to school to report. He took his teacher qualification certificate, the school's assignment certificate, his diploma, his ID card and other necessary things.

In the morning, Qin Man was still asleep. He got up early and made some food for her and kept it warm on the stove before going out.

As soon as Qin Man got up, she had something ready to eat. After she had eaten her fill, she opened the door, moved the table to the door, and began to sew beads in the sunlight.

As for Jiang Cong, he walked to the No. 1 Middle School in the city, then entered the school and went all the way to the Academic Affairs Office to meet the principal and the dean of studies.

Arriving at the door of the principal's office, Jiang Cong knocked politely. There were several teachers sitting inside, who were older than him.

"Hello, Principal Cheng, I am here to report as a new teacher!"

"Come in!"

The principal was a middle-aged, fat man wearing a pair of gentle glasses. If Qin Man saw him, she would definitely say that it turned out that all principals in the world were born with the same temperament.

As soon as Jiang Cong came in, someone brought him a stool and poured him tea in a stainless steel teacup.

"Thank you, you've worked hard!" Jiang Cong thanked politely.

Afterwards, he handed his information to the principal, who laughed after reading it.

"You are a highly recommended graduate from our city's No. 1 Normal School. I heard that you performed very well in school and got full marks in professional knowledge every year, so you were assigned to teach at our city's No. 1 Middle School. These teachers are all class teachers in the school. This teacher, Ms. Nie, is the class teacher of the third grade of the first grade you will teach in the future. She is a Chinese teacher. You can exchange ideas with each other!"

Teacher Nie was about thirty years old, with a smile on his face, and looked very easy to get along with.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang. I'm glad to be your colleague in the future!"

"Hello, Mr. Nie. If there are any shortcomings in the future, please forgive me!"

The two stood up and shook hands with each other, and they were acquainted.

At that time, junior high school students only needed to study Chinese, mathematics, politics and history. English seemed to have been added to the junior high school curriculum in the late 1990s. There was no biology and geography, only a textbook called Nature.

There are also some supplementary classes, such as music, sports and painting!

"Xiao Jiang, please fill in the employment information and I will create an employment document for you. Then I will also discuss your salary with you!"

The principal took out a file bag from his drawer, gave him a pen, and asked him to fill in the information.

Seeing this, the other teachers felt it was inconvenient to continue disturbing them and they all got up and left.

"Then Principal, we will leave first, you two can chat slowly!"

"Okay, see you tomorrow!"

After everyone had left, only Jiang Cong and the principal were left in the office.

"Teacher Jiang, this is what I mean. You have just started working, and your salary for the first semester is 56.50 yuan per month. After this semester, your salary will be raised to 62 yuan. As you stay in school longer, your salary will increase year by year. Our No. 1 Middle School is a key middle school of national strength, so the treatment of teachers is very good. The fact that you can be assigned here is enough to prove that you are outstanding. I hope that you can teach all the knowledge you have learned to the next generation of our motherland in the future. That is the hope for the future development and construction of our motherland!"

"Principal, don't worry. I will do my job well and teach every student well!" Jiang Cong assured.

The two had an official conversation, Jiang Cong filled out the information, received the math textbook for this semester, and then the teaching office distributed several filing books and a box of black water-based pens, and Jiang Cong could go home.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are the first days of school. The main thing is for students to register, and only the class teacher needs to be present. The opening ceremony will be on the 3rd, and the job of allocating seats to students will also be done by the class teacher.

On the way home, Jiang Cong went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables. He saw the carp on the fish stall and found it was quite fresh. Thinking that Qin Man had not eaten meat for a while, he bought a fish and made her some carp and tofu soup.

At that time, carp was 80 cents per pound. I bought one weighing more than a pound and spent one dollar.

Then he bought a piece of soft tofu for five cents, and a few side dishes before going back.

Qin Man was still sewing beads seriously. At her current speed, she could only make ten pieces a day at most. She had to ensure the quality, so she couldn't go any faster.

"I'm back. How was the report?"

Qin Man could hear his footsteps and knew he was coming back without even looking up.

"It's going pretty smoothly. The principal is a very kind person, and the class teacher I teach with is also very kind. By the way, my salary for the first semester is 56.5 yuan a month, and it will increase to 62 yuan a month next year!"

Jiang Cong reported to her happily, and one could hear the excitement in his tone.

"That's great, Teacher Jiang. The salary is so high. Congratulations!" Qin Man flattered him.

"That's not high. The head teacher makes seventy a month!"

"Of course the class teachers are taller. They work harder and have more things to worry about!" Qin Man said with a smile.

"Yeah, you're right!" Jiang Cong agreed, put the vegetables in the kitchen, and found a bucket and filled it with water to keep the carp.