Adults understand restraint, Teacher Ouyang: "Drink some water and then go back."

Teacher Ouyang hurriedly drank some water and rushed off.

Chen Haiyang found it strange; isn’t there a water dispenser in Class 8?

Teacher Ouyang walked through the corridor with a stern face, surely without his lectures, the students in Class 8 would regret it, right!

Surely, the class atmosphere would be very gloomy, right!

"Serves them right!"

With a feeling of successful vengeance, Teacher Ouyang stepped into the threshold of Class 8.

Chen Qian was standing on the podium, loudly explaining: "For the Nth delay, the athlete’s speed is..."

He noticed the sunlight at the door was blocked, and turned his head, meeting Teacher Ouyang’s shocked gaze.

"Teacher, you’re back?" Chen Qian greeted casually.

Teacher Ouyang stood at the door, his shock, anger, and doubt tangled together.

At this moment, Chen Siyu softly said to her tablemate: "Yuxia, doesn’t he really look like the husband in those AVs who comes home early from work?"

...

School’s out.

Jiang Ning rode an electric scooter with Tongtong back home.

Tongtong sat in the back seat, feeling the breeze: "Jiang Ning, Jiang Ning, Yang Sheng told me that if we play badminton, you’d definitely thrash me, do you think she’s right?"

"She’s right."

"I don’t believe it!"

Jiang Ning: "Then why do you ask?"

Tongtong: "Alright then."

Approaching the bungalow, the river dam became extraordinarily crowded, with vendors and wandering pedestrians almost filling the road, looking around, there were hundreds of people.

This area clearly isn’t an official market, nor is it officially sanctioned, yet slowly, it’s evolved into a free market where vendors congregate, quite magical.

Selling clothes, vegetables, rabbits, snacks, eggs, cured meat... and even someone holding up straw targets selling sugar-coated haws, a vast array.

It’s not even 4 o’clock yet, the slanting sunset in the west, human bustling is unparalleled.

Jiang Ning slowed down the scooter, moving forward, Tongtong sat at the back seat, quickly negotiating a deal for sugar-coated haws with an aunt holding up a straw target.

Jiang Ning was really impressed by her.

"Eat!" Tongtong placed the sugar-coated haws near his mouth.

Jiang Ning took a bite, sour and sweet.

His Divine Sense extended forward, a little farther away, there were three fish sellers, each guarding a bucket, Jiang Ning took a look at their gear and knew they were not professional sellers, but fishing men selling their catches.

"I caught these fish all in other people’s ponds, over two pounds of grass carp, selling at 8 bucks a piece, okay?" said a brother in his thirties or forties.

An aunt pointedly remarked: "Not cheap, right? Regular fish sellers even help with cleaning, but with your fish, I have to clean them myself at home, that’s tough!"

"Exactly, last time at the vegetable market I saw some for 3 bucks per pound!" said an old man.

The aunt bargained: "6 bucks, give me two."

The fishing man wasn’t happy: "With that price, I’d rather sell back to the boss, I’ve fished so many times, first time selling fish, I’m not doing it for money..."

The aunt insisted: "Yeah, if you’re not doing it for money, sell to me!"

"Not selling, how can it be 6 bucks? I’d rather dump them myself!" The fishing man waved his hand.

The aunt looked for a while, then left.

Old man: "These are not wild."

The fishing man nearby said: "You should just set a higher price, some people always want to haggle no matter how cheap."

"Well, keep looking, someone will recognize the value." The fishing man sat on the stool.

Jiang Ning said to Tongtong: "Do you want to make money?"

Tongtong was eating sugar-coated haws, without hesitation: "Of course I do, do you think I’m a person who sinks into playing LOL every day?"

"Alright, I have a business idea."

Jiang Ning rode the scooter a little further, reached the fishing man’s stall.

Not everyone is transactional, there was a sharp-eyed uncle who spent 8 bucks to buy a fish.

Jiang Ning asked about the price.

The fishing man enthusiastically introduced.

Tongtong waved the hundred-dollar bills: "I’ll take them all!"

The three fishing men were shocked, this girl was small, yet so bold!

They exchanged glances: "Leave me two, I still want to eat them myself!"

Then they grabbed black plastic bags, started packing, they packed so excitedly, originally planned to keep two fish but ended up selling them all.

Only over two-pound grass carp, there were 16, plus 5 three-pounders, and 12 over one-pounders, more than twenty black bags stuffed full.

Spent a total of 232 bucks.

Jiang Ning took Tongtong off, pulled out a clean fertilizer bag from under the scooter seat, packed everything in, and casually carried the fertilizer bag, rode off.

The fishing men watched in disbelief: "Is he so strong?"

That bag must weigh dozens of pounds!

Tongtong proudly: "He’s super strong!"

Jiang Ning single-handedly carried the fertilizer bag, rode the scooter with one hand, and headed home coolly.

Tongtong immediately jumped off the scooter, moved several big basins into the yard.

Jiang Ning untied the fertilizer bag, then the black bags, the grass carp still lively.

Jiang Ning opened a bag, slapped it to knock them out.

Xue Yuantong put on skin gloves for killing fish, and began helping them reincarnate.

Jiang Ning went to rural tourism.

Lin Zida and his team had a plastic basket, a pigeon was eating corn underneath, he pulled the string, the basket fell, covering the pigeon.

Lin Zida happily danced, overwhelmed with achievement!

Yet the pigeon, calmly continued to eat corn inside the basket, no awareness of being caught at all.

Lin Zida’s sense of achievement instantly diminished greatly, questioning life: "Ah Ge, what do you mean?"

Jiang Ning came over and asked: "Is your old fried rice cart still here?"