By the time Qin Xia came out with the chicken, Ye Chen had already run away.

"What is this kid doing in such a hurry?"

Qin Xia looked at his back and said.

"I guess he is rushing back to work for the Liu family. There is no other way. He has a short mouth when he eats people, and a short hand when he takes someone else. Why do you think our son is a door-to-door son-in-law?"

Ye Guo sighed and sat helplessly on the threshold, "I shouldn't have agreed to his marriage in the first place."

"How about letting Chen Wazi come back?"

Qin Xia asked tentatively.

However, Ye Guo glared at her, "Don't you know about your own son?

With his character, does he dare to tell the Liu family that he wants to take his wife and daughter out to live together?"

"Besides, our family is so poor. If we come back to live here, wouldn't we be wronging the girl?"

Ye Guo said, knocking the cigarette pole on the threshold, "That's it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

Qin Xia lowered her head helplessly, "It would be great if what he just said was true."

She hoped that her son would be tougher and move out on his own.

But she also understood that Ye Chen did not have the courage or financial strength to take care of Liu Lingya and Jingjing.

…

At this time, Ye Chen had already reached the entrance of the village. He had already thought of a way to make money, but there was nothing he could do.

In this era where you can make money if you are bold, opening a factory is definitely the most profitable way.

But opening a factory requires costs. He is as poor as a ghost now, how can he have the money to open a factory?

Therefore, we can only find some low-cost ways first, such as: writing numbers!

Number writing is a common street psychology game of the 21st century that many people know.

It just requires you to pay a small deposit first, and then write down from 1 to 500 on the paper. As long as you can guarantee that it is good, the deposit will be refunded, and you can also take away free on-site gifts.

If there is an error, the deposit will not be refunded.

In the eyes of many people, this is simply giving away money, because even people who have not graduated from elementary school know how to write 1 to 500.

However, when it comes to actual operation, almost no one can finish writing it!

But the prerequisite for Ye Chen to do this is that he must have attractive enough gifts, otherwise no one will be willing to waste time.

The most fashionable gift in this era is probably canned food, but I don’t have a dime, so I can’t afford it.

When I was thinking about how to get some cans, a voice came from behind, "Ye Chen! Are you back?"

Ye Chen turned around and saw that it was his junior high school teacher, Li Quanlin.

Li Quanlin was riding a bicycle and wore a pair of glasses. He was polite and polite. It was said that he was an educated youth who had gone to the countryside before, but had not returned to the city. He was a few years older than Ye Chen.

"Teacher Li, are you going to class?"

Ye Chen asked politely.

He had a good impression of Li Quanlin. When he was in junior high school, perhaps because of his good grades, he took good care of himself.

But later I heard that when Li Quanlin was teaching in school, he became ill from overwork and died in his forties.

When he was leaving, the students he had taught rushed back from all over to see him off, causing quite a stir.

"Ye Chen, I heard that you were coming back today, so I came to your house specifically to find you!"

Li Quanlin said breathlessly.

"ah?

Find me?"

"Yes."

Li Quanlin adjusted his glasses and said awkwardly, "Ye Chen, let me tell you the truth, I came to you this time just because I hope you can continue studying..."

"Um?

I’m already married!”

Ye Chen said dumbfounded.

Due to financial reasons, I did not continue schooling after graduating from junior high school.

Compulsory education began in 1986, and I happened to graduate from junior high school in 1985.

If compulsory education were available earlier and I could save some money to go to high school, my life might be different.

"No, no, no, it doesn't matter!"

Li Quanlin hurriedly said, "You are very smart and very motivated back then. It is such a pity to give up your studies like this! It was due to financial reasons at first, but now that you have been working for several years, you have paid for your tuition, right?"

"There is an extreme shortage of teachers in schools now. If you go to high school and become a primary school teacher, you will have no problem!"

"As long as you come back, I will pay half of your tuition!"

The more Li Quanlin talked, the more anxious he became, for fear that Ye Chen would not agree.

When Ye Chen heard this, he looked at Li Quanlin with fiery eyes.

It's a pity that he gave up his studies. In theory, whether there are teachers in the school has nothing to do with Li Quanlin. However, it is precisely because of these people who are willing to "meddle in other people's business" that China will be so prosperous in the future!

Ye Chen had to admit that he was not as enlightened as the other party. Now, he just wanted to make money.

"Teacher Li, I really don't have time. Once a person steps out of society, it will be difficult to return to the ivory tower."

Ye Chen sighed, bowed to Li Quanlin, and prepared to leave.

After taking two steps, he suddenly realized something. He turned around and looked Li Quanlin up and down, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.

Li Quanlin was very uncomfortable with this sudden look, and asked tremblingly: "You, what do you want to do?"

"Teacher Li, can I lend you some clothes?"

"Um?"

…

Ten minutes later, Ye Chen persuaded Li Quanlin to change clothes with his.

Ye Chen needed some cans now, but couldn't afford them, so he had no choice but to lie.

Since it is a lie, you have to wear suitable clothes. The suit Li Quanlin is wearing and the briefcase in his hand are just right.

"Teacher Li, do you think I look like a rich young man?"

Ye Chen fiddled with his suit and said.

Li Quanlin didn't answer, just rolled his eyes at him, "Ye Chen, are you serious?

I'll lend you my clothes and you'll come back to school with me tomorrow?"

"Don't worry, Teacher Li, you are so kind to me, how can I still lie to you?"

Ye Chen said swornly.

"Okay, then I will follow you today. If you run away, I will lose a lot of money."

When Ye Chen heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter.

Good guy, I was worried that I didn’t have any helpers, so you came to my door yourself.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to go to the state-owned cannery in our city now. You can come with me."

"Okay, you have money to buy cans, but you don't have money to pay tuition, ugh!"

…

Soon, the two of them rode their bicycles to the Morning Cannery.

Ye Chen stood in front of Qingchen Cannery and said to Li Quanlin: "From now on, you will call me Secretary Chen, do you understand?"

"ah?"

"Stop it. Anyway, when I go in later, you will be responsible for standing next to me and don't say anything."

After Ye Chen finished speaking, he walked towards the door.

Li Quanlin looked confused behind him, what was he doing?

"Stop, what are you doing?"

"Go to your factory director and order a batch of cans!"

A few minutes later, the two of them were sitting in the reception room.

Ye Chen looked natural and even drank tea by the way.

But Li Quanlin was a little panicked and stood in the reception room at a loss.

He was just a teacher in a rural junior high school, and his salary was not high. He was reluctant to buy a can all year round, but just now Ye Chen actually said he wanted to order a batch!
To be continued...