Chapter 891

Xin Jun settled the matter neatly and efficiently in a few words, but Wu Lan clicked her tongue and shook her head: "I don't understand you young people nowadays. You have money but nowhere to spend it. Is it really worth buying tickets and driving so far just for one meal?"

Zhang Yanping laughed out loud: "What else? Young people nowadays prioritize enjoyment. If it weren't for this drive, how do you think those farmhouse pot-cooked meals an hour or two away from the city center became so popular?"

"Don't you save any money?" Song Sancheng asked the soul-searching question.

Xin Jun paused: "It's not easy."

He spoke earnestly: "You all look at Wu Lei and always feel that he hasn't saved a penny after working for several years, as if he's very incompetent. But in reality, young people like him make up the majority."

"Those from 985 or 211 universities can mostly still pick and choose companies, and through hard work and struggle, they can find a foothold in big cities."

"Those from ordinary universities have no choice in jobs, or can't even find one. Most of the ones they do find don't provide room and board. They squeeze onto the subway early in the morning and don't get off work until the middle of the night. Being this exhausted, it's definitely unrealistic to expect them to cook for themselves."

Then they have to order takeout.

Young people with a salary of a few thousand yuan a month have to pay for this and that, commute, top up their phone bills, pay for Wi-Fi, pay rent, and eat takeout.

Under these circumstances, how can they save money?

As the young man was discussing this for a long time, Wu Lan suddenly realized: "Hey! You should ask Secretary Da Zhu!"

You have so many grandfathers, you must ask your biological grandfather, as for the rest, who exactly are they calling?

In that kind of relationship, it wouldn't be appropriate to arrange for them to stay in the dormitory.

I was just feeling emotional, but I saw that Zheng Bin and Song Sancheng both had red eyes, and their gazes were fixed directly on Wu Lan.

But at this moment, the parents' emotions need an outlet! So I clapped my hands:

Xin Jun gave a bitter smile: "You see, if one can save money, that life must be lived very bitterly."

"That's right!" Song Meide perked up: "You have many grandfathers, tell him to bring a few over, and we can all have a drink together!"

And Xin Jun was happy: "Can I... can I buy more Ultraman figures? I want to give one to each of my students."

Song Tan seemed to recall the past, and at this moment she chuckled: "You should buy more stickers. If each of your students sticks one on, it'll be easier to tell them apart."

The group sat around the warm stove, eating while discussing and deciding on the matters that needed to be settled.

She added: "Tell him to bring more people, bring their family members too, don't be embarrassed! And don't bring anything. Those two boxes of wine given before were so expensive... that adds up to ten or twenty thousand!"

Not to mention anything else, it must be lower than Boss Chang's. It's not like everyone is that rich and free, right?

"Well said! It's a good thing I came home to farm! If I had known there was such a future, I wouldn't have gone to work in the first place, it would have tired me to death!"

Wu Lan:... Secretary Da Zhu's grandfather is probably not an ordinary grandfather!

And so...

Not to mention anything else, using it when hosting a big banquet can save several thousand.

To be honest, that's all a matter of the past life, I don't feel it that deeply.

Now that it's almost the New Year, they haven't mentioned coming back... if they don't come back, they don't come back; if they don't come back for the New Year, I'll have to get a few sheep for the old father.

Wu Lan looked calm: "There will be more goods next year, the probability of them grabbing some is small, and if they still have to come from ten thousand miles away to buy them, then due to the contract, we must raise the price."

Zhang Yanping nodded: "Don't worry, I'll have him notify everyone in the livestream later, and also make an announcement to keep it pinned at the top of the homepage."

"Ask again, how many people is that person from the Imperial Capital bringing? How should we arrange their rooms? Is it okay for them to stay on the third floor?"

But if you say it like that, what kind of frugal life must one live to save so much money in two years!

With such arrangements, everything was taken care of and everyone was happy, so they each notified people happily.

And Zhang Yanping also laughed: "That works, then I'll write it clearly in the announcement—【Must accept having an Ultraman sticker on your face or hand! If you can't accept that, you can have Peppa Pig instead】... right Xin Jun? Can they have Peppa Pig?"

Zheng Bin thought about it, he still liked the pink pig: "Yes! But if they have Peppa Pig stickers while eating the pig-slaughtering feast... will they be reluctant to eat it?"

What about the salary? In Yuncheng, a university teacher's monthly salary is 2400. What can 2400 do? You wouldn't even dare to dig hard if you were truly eating dirt.

The problem came to Secretary Da Zhu's side.

My head hurts! Secretary Da Zhu felt distressed—I know, if I don't arrange this wave well, the grandfather's side will turn the world upside down!

And Professor Song watched all this happily, and at this moment he sighed: "My children don't know if they'll have time for the New Year, so I won't bring them."

Song Sancheng also nodded, the gauze on his head when Wu Lan just came back last time, he nodded fiercely at this moment, and added another sentence:

Just sell it!

For example, if you hadn't found such a tutoring job at the old Song family, I'm afraid you still wouldn't have secured a teaching position—unless you went to the countryside or the county.

Xin Jun's eyes lit up.

I didn't get an 8000 yuan salary right after graduation either, so wouldn't I also have to work overtime burning the midnight oil, and how cheap would the takeout I'm willing to eat have to be?

But once the pig-slaughtering feast is eaten, this address probably won't be a secret anymore. What should we do if people insist on coming to the house to pester us to buy things next year?

When this was said, Qiaoqiao couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Right! I think you really have a future in farming, come back and work hard. Let those people see during the New Year, they said you had no future coming back to farm, isn't this it? You're farming better than any of them!"

I thought about it: "I'll ask, at worst we'll arrange another table. They've been really good to our family, if they don't come, I'll just keep a few jin of pork and mail it to them!"

Wu Lan:...

—When the child first came back, they were still muttering a lot of things in their hearts. They didn't take the 60,000 yuan he had saved too seriously...

So the topic turned back to the beginning: "Try to get all of Xin Jun's fans to come, don't let them not come, we can send a car to pick them up after they get off the train or high-speed rail. That silly child has been waiting."

Not to mention, with your drinking capacity, Grandpa... let's not even talk about it!

But Uncle Biao looked depressed: His son originally planned to come in the second half of the year, but something came up with his father-in-law and he had to go back temporarily.

Speaking of this, Song Sancheng became proud again: "We'll drink this good wine when we host guests for the New Year!"

No, the group thought silently: They will only eat until they look like Peppa Pig.

Okay!

Not to mention bringing their families, the time before the New Year is the busiest, so it's not easy to get away. If it were a few students, they would probably come, but seeing that they haven't made any moves during this period, I don't know if they've made plans for the future yet.

Although it's not as good as the homemade wine, it's also very good, and the brand is famous, prioritizing wealth!