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Chapter 231 Can you cook two dishes for me?

What does four hundred yuan mean to a high school student?
Zeng Yunde, the vanguard scout of the Zhang family army, said so.

"Spend the 400 yuan Xiaofan gave me constructively. Take 300 yuan for yourself and spend another 100 yuan to buy important information. Good steel should be spent on the blade."

After completing this task, I made a net profit of three hundred.

Before the bell rang, he hurriedly asked someone to find out what class Jiang Nian was in. The cost was 0 yuan, and the reimbursement was yuan, so he wrote it down in the notebook first.

When the second evening self-study ended, Zeng Yunde rushed out of the classroom. He was so excited when he went up to the fourth floor that he realized something when he stepped into the corridor on the fourth floor.

This is the floor for the Science Olympiad class!

I am a science B-level student, and there are two huge chasms between me and the Science Olympiad that cannot be crossed. So, is Jiang Nian, whom Xiaofan wants to inquire about, from the Olympiad class?
Zeng Yunde is a very rigorous person. He began to reflect on why he made such a low-level mistake and did not pay attention to the floor in advance.

After thinking about it, I came to a conclusion. None of the people who played basketball with Brother Xiaofan were good at studying, so I didn't think much about it when I heard the other party's class number.

I originally thought that I would be in the science parallel class on the third floor at most, but I ended up working my way up to the Science Olympiad.

After a moment's silence, he hesitated.

It doesn't matter if you are in a parallel class, but who dares to barge into the Olympiad class? But then again, speed is of the essence. If you delay until tomorrow, you will definitely be scolded.

After all, there is no news that can't be bought with four hundred dollars.

After thinking for a while, he mustered up the courage to approach Olympiad Class 3. He walked along the corridor without looking around, but found that there was no single boy.

In the corridor, five boys were playing Jenga.

It was a game where boys embraced boys, not much different from nesting dolls. There was no purpose, no rules, just laughter and moving the cricket pupa forward and backward.

This was different from his impression of a top student, but it didn't matter. He was relieved when he saw an acquaintance, just like a long drought meeting a sweet rain.

"Hu Nianzhong, what a coincidence, come with me."

Two minutes later.

Hu Nianzhong was pulled to a corner, looking somewhat unhappy. This former junior high school classmate had a rather tough attitude towards him and did not take him seriously.

"What's up?"

His tone was quite cold, and he planned to leave after listening to him.

Zeng Yunde grinned and spoke.

"Do you have a cell phone? Open your payment code. I want to ask you something."

Hu Nianzhong raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, why does this scene look familiar?

Scoring twice belongs to yes.

Ten minutes into the third evening self-study session, Jiang Nian rubbed his temples.

All six examination papers have been corrected, excluding those that were made carelessly. If you don't understand something in math, physics, or chemistry, just ask Li Hua, the reading machine.

Don't want to read? Just give me a punch and I'll read.

I'll hit wherever I can't.

Seeing that it was still early for school to end, he took out the newly issued Chinese exercise book, opened the first reading comprehension, and focused on the novel story.

Relax first and combine work and rest.

Jiang Nian heard the noise and looked up to see Hu Nianzhong coming in from the front door. He didn't pay much attention to it, and then turned around to see what the squad leader was doing.

Oh, do homework.

Why haven’t I seen this tutorial book before?
Li Qingrong stopped writing because of his stare, and she didn't continue writing until Jiang Nian turned his head away.

I had just finished writing the rest and was about to turn the page.

Suddenly, Jiang Nian turned his head again without any warning.

Li Qingrong: “.”

After Hu Nianzhong walked through the aisle and returned to his seat, he couldn't calm down.

Well, I made two hundred dollars in an unexpected way.

The questions he asked were quite detailed, but he didn't know Jiang Nian well, so he picked out some things he could talk about and ended up talking about his grades.

He originally thought that this old classmate would leave, thinking that it would not be a loss for him to get a hundred dollars.

Unexpectedly, when the evening self-study class bell rang, Zeng Yunde gritted his teeth and gave him another hundred yuan. He only had one request, to say something useful and not to fool around.

Hu Nianzhong agreed, and then analyzed Jiang Nian's promotion results in detail.

Zeng Yunde collapsed immediately and wanted to curse, but he saw the grade leader Ji Ming coming up the stairs and swallowed back the words he hadn't said yet.

With a panicked look on his face, he ran away with his tail between his legs.

Perhaps he was trying too hard to cover up his mistake, and was scolded by Ji Ming after he had only taken a few steps.

Zeng Yunde was already feeling guilty, as he had taken the young master's money to complete the mission. After being scolded, he immediately lost his temper and ran towards the corridor.

There was a teeth-grinding noise at the stairs, probably someone fell.

Hu Nianzhong didn't write a single word on the seat.

He thought about how he made money a few days ago and how he was bribed twice. A vague question came to his mind: what exactly are the rules?
Can people who break the rules get more?

Class 105.

Zeng Yunde returned to the classroom with a grin on his face, and immediately asked someone to change seats with him. He sat down next to Zhang Xiaofan, not caring about his dizzy body.

"Brother Xiaofan, thank you for fulfilling your mission. We won a great victory in this battle!"

"Oh? Tell me in detail." Zhang Xiaofan became excited.

He needed spiritual nourishment right now. He had just exhausted all the energy he had put into imagining a powerful attack on Jiang Nian. He couldn't imagine how he could win, after all, he didn't know Jiang Nian. It just so happened that he had just dozed off when the pillow came.

Zeng Yunde swallowed his saliva. Bad news, there was no great victory.

The world is really not the same as it used to be. Even the Olympiad class is cheating. He took my 200 yuan and said nothing but useless nonsense.

Hu Nianzhong was a quiet boy in junior high school. But when he entered high school and the Olympiad class, he became like a big dye vat.

It’s so bad, damn!

Damn, good students are more evil than a bad student like me.

Now he has lost two hundred dollars in funding and has obtained a total of 0 intelligence. If he tells the truth, he will definitely not be able to save his mother, so he can only make it up.

As a bad student, this ability to lie with open eyes is almost innate. And it has been growing through practice, and now it has become perfect.

"Brother Xiaofan, listen to me." Zeng Yunde opened his mouth and started.

With the goal of aligning the granularity with Fan Shao, we integrate limited information resources, empower information more, and reach key paths at high frequencies through deep connection and potential energy accumulation to accurately meet Fan Shao's spiritual needs.

To put it simply, [do something that Brother Fan likes to hear].

"He has no girlfriend, so no one can catch up with him, but his grades are pretty good, almost 600. He's probably too poor, because his entire body is not as expensive as one of Brother Xiaofan's shoes."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan felt relieved.

"I knew it."

Zeng Yunde also talked a lot and felt very happy.

"Brother Xiaofan, why don't we play Mortal Kombat offline? Bring a few people to compete with him. It's late at night outside of school, so there's a lot to be done."

"You're an idiot. Do you want to be fired?" Zhang Xiaofan glanced at him.

"Oh, that's right, he's from the Olympiad class." Zeng Yunde scratched his head, "That's not right, Brother Xiaofan, we don't fight, but we can just stop him, right?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan was speechless.

"Do I need you to teach me? That's hilarious. If I could fight like that, I would have taken a few athletes to block Jiang Nian outside the school and beat him up."

"Why not?" Zeng Yunde asked curiously.

Zhang Xiaofan slapped him on the head and said angrily.

"What's the use of asking you about me?"

After slapping Zeng Yunde on the head seven or eight times, Zhang Xiaofan continued talking about the same topic.

"I didn't know him well, I just knew a few things about him. I was in middle school at that time, and I heard that there was an idiot who was playing one-on-three on the basketball court."

"In the end, they were forced together by the adults on both sides to reconcile. I still remember that there was a guy named Le or something, who was also an idiot."

Zeng Yunde was confused, since he didn't know him anyway.

"Oh, who cares? Brother Xiaofan wants to punish him, and I'll be the first one to do it."

Zhang Xiaofan was impulsive, but he was not a fool. He just looked down on these people and treated them as toys to play with. It was okay to be impulsive occasionally.

But once he goes beyond his "comfort zone", he will immediately become alert.

He was deeply influenced by his father and knew when to be aggressive and when to hold back. He avoided using his weaknesses to touch other people's strengths, but instead crushed them.

"Let's talk about it later. Please help me check if he has someone he likes."

"You really can cook?"

"What? You want to get married?" Jiang Nian was doing his homework with his head propped up while chatting with Li Hua. The evening study session was about to end. "I could flip the spoon when I was eight years old."

"What kind of strength is that? Is it true or not?" Li Hua looked at me with disbelief.

"My grandfather was a cook before he retired. When I was a kid, I didn't like studying very much." Jiang Nian stopped writing and said, "My mother wanted to send me to the countryside so that I could learn cooking and suffer a little."

"Guess what, my skill at flipping the wok is only second to my grandfather's in one summer vacation."

Li Hua couldn't hold it in, "Fuck, the bloodline has awakened, right!"

"almost."

"Then next time I come to your house, can you cook two dishes for me?" Li Hua twisted his body, "By the way, what can you cook? Let's take a look at the menu."

"Let me give you two medicines." Jiang Nian was speechless.

Zhang Ningzhi was trying to hold back her laughter, her shoulders shaking slightly, and she couldn't help but ask.

"What can you do?"

"I can make something you like. The menu supports manual filling." Jiang Nian's expression changed instantly. Anyway, he didn't need to really cook two dishes, so he just picked something nice to say.

If you coax Zhizhi a little, won’t there be drinks for tomorrow?
Zhang Ningzhi smiled and felt happy again. As expected, happiness really depends on comparison. With Li Hua as a prelude, the effect of coaxing people was outstanding.

After school, Jiang Nian met Xu Qianqian on the third floor.

"Is your class going to write a challenge?"

"What the hell?" Jiang Nian was a little confused.

"Our class teacher said so tonight," Xu Qianqian said, "The class leader will take a group of people to the rival class and read a letter of challenge."

"You have to write it on red paper or something like that. Our class's opponent is your class."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian said "Oh" nonchalantly.

"So what are you doing?"

Xu Qianqian thought for a moment and said, "I am a member of the masses."

(End of this chapter)