Chapter 82: Professor La Fang Goes Down

  While on the road, Qiu Ye couldn't help but ask Fang Haibo: "Uncle, don't you think it's embarrassing to be a small peddler?" Qiu Ye thought that Fang Haibo was a teacher and teachers generally had more conservative ideas and were less receptive to new things. She had always been worried that Uncle would hinder their future business.

  Fang Haibo looked at Xiaoye with a puzzled expression, walking and saying: "Why do you think it's embarrassing? What my godfather just said is true, I really don't have the ability to become one of those who get rich first. This isn't about being conservative in thought, but rather that I'm not that kind of person. I've already found a position for myself, I'm more suited to a simple and stable job like a teacher, so that's why I chose to come here and be a university professor."

  "So you support me starting my own small business?" Qiu Ye asked closely.

  "This is what I think, if a person's mind is active, they should strive for a better life, like you, using your own hard work to get the rewards you deserve, this is what you should have. Fang Haibo said his views on business people nowadays, but seeing Xiao Ye's delighted expression, he added: "However, at what age should one do what kind of thing? At your age, you should still prioritize learning, small businesses can only be a sideline, if one day your sideline affects your studies, I will also ask you to return to the right path without hesitation."

  "Dry dad, you don't trust me, do you not trust your own educational level? How could my studies be worse?" Qiu Ye's flattery was loud and clear, but in his heart, he thought that if there really was such a day, he would definitely move his career from the surface to the underground, and absolutely wouldn't let parents strangle it in the cradle.

  She's someone who has lived a life, she knows what the society is like later on. University enrollment expanded year by year, university graduates are as common as cow hair. In the end, employment became a problem, although at her age, when she graduated from university, university graduates were not that worthless, but also not as highly valued as in the 90s, or as rare as in the 80s. So at that time, for someone like herself who has no power and no influence, it's not certain if they can find a satisfactory job. She thinks that now it's better to earn enough money first, then when she graduates from university, her range of choices will be much wider. If she really doesn't like it, why work at all? Being a rich and idle rice weevil isn't better?

  But such an idea is not suitable for telling parents now, so it's just fine if you have a number in your heart.

  When he arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, Fang Haibo didn't leave, but stood behind the stall, watching Xiaoye do business. He had never seen his own children selling things before, so he thought it was fresh and wanted to take a look.

  At first, Qiu Ye didn't pay attention to it, just watching was fine, this was also an opportunity for her to show off her business talent, but she didn't expect today to be so strange, she had been standing here for a long time. And there wasn't even any business coming in.

  College students are no different from usual, taking their lunch boxes to the cafeteria to eat, but why do they look here today? However, they just come to buy meatballs and tea eggs. Qiu Ye is deep in thought, determined to find out the reason that affects her business.

  "Xiao Ye, isn't your rice ball popular at all? How come not a single one has been sold for such a long time?" Fang Haibo was also puzzled on the side. Usually, when he heard the kids describe buying rice balls, business was good, but today why wasn't anyone buying?

  Qiu Ye heard Fang Haibo's voice. Suddenly enlightened, he found the culprit who had been affecting his business all along - his godfather.

  She turned around and looked at Fang Haibo with a pout.

  Fang Haibo saw Gan Guniang like this and carefully asked: "Xiao Ye, what's wrong?"

  "Hmmph, dry dad, you have to compensate me for my loss." Qiu Ye pouted unhappily.

  "Why?" Fang Haibo was somewhat perplexed. This pill can't be sold, what does it have to do with me? Why should I compensate for it?

  "Because you're standing here, you're a university teacher, basically all the students know you. Think about it, if you're here, would they still dare to come and buy meatballs?" No wonder just now several students were clearly heading for my stall but turned around and ran towards the cafeteria when they got close.

  "Oh, I have such a big influence? Then what do you think, Xiaoye? Should I hide to one side and let you handle it?" Fang Haibo also realized that his identity might be affecting Xiaoye's business, so he acknowledged his mistake in a good temper and actively asked for correction.

  Qiu Ye's eyes rolled and she thought of a better idea, pouting at Hai Bo: "Uncle, you said it yourself, if you do something wrong, you have to take responsibility for it. You can't just run away."

  "What do you think we should do?" Fang Haibo asked Qiu Ye with a deliberately gloomy face.

  "You made it so I couldn't sell any dumplings, of course you have to take responsibility and help me sell them all." Qiu Ye said matter-of-factly.

  "Do you want me to spend money to buy all the buns?" Fang Haibo raised an eyebrow and asked.

  "Of course not, Dad, you've become silly. Our family's Maruko, if she buys it back herself, won't she still not make any money?" Qiu Ye looked at Fang Haibo with a "you're very silly" expression, then said: "I'm asking you to call out together with me, so that all the students know, you're here selling Maruko, not supervising them and not allowing them to buy Maruko."

  "How much is it?" Fang Haibo was experiencing this for the first time, so he was a bit at a loss.

  Qiu Ye looked at Gan Dad with a pitiful gaze, only to be knocked back by Fang Haibo's brain crash, and had to say: "I'll teach you once, follow me and shout."

  "Take a look, take a look, Qiu's Sichuan spicy balls and sauce-flavored balls, delicious and affordable!"

  Qiu Ye called out in a loud voice on one side, then looked at Fang Haibo, waiting for him to recite it as well.

  Fang Haibo opened his mouth, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shout it out. Qiu Ye shook her head and sighed like a little adult, which amused Fang Haibo.

  "Dry dad said this is really not okay?" Fang Haibo suddenly blurted out an English sentence.

  Qiu Ye didn't react for a moment, instinctively nodding her head, and only later realized what her godfather was going to do.

  Fang Haibo got a definite answer and stood up straight, adjusted his eyes, as if standing on the podium so naturally, and started speaking in English.

  “dhere.”

  This little stall has become the focus of everyone again. Just now, many students who passed by were all English majors, and these two sentences are still understandable in English.

  Qiu Ye couldn't stay idle either, as many of her classmates didn't speak English. So she started calling out in Chinese, and soon the alternating between Chinese and English became a scenic spot here.

  Although everyone was curious and watching, after all, no one had ever seen a university professor selling meatballs before, so everyone just watched without taking any action.

  Qiu Ye looked at this anxiously, you said usually so casual, now isn't it just seeing a university professor? Why is it like a mouse seeing a cat?

  It was the appearance of Pimple Sister that finally broke the deadlock.

  "Ah, Xiao Ye. It's been several days since you last came to sell meatballs, I thought something had happened to you! Great, today I can finally eat your savory meatballs again, same old routine." Pockmarked Sis rushed to the stall in a flurry, also looking puzzled at why these people were all gathered here, neither buying nor leaving.

  "Dry dad, twelve fragrant meatballs." Qiu Ye saw this pockmarked sister and really wanted to go up and kiss her, although there was no place to put his mouth.

  Fang Haibo also saw Qiu Ye arranging the meatballs at home, so he knew the production process. He elegantly picked up twelve meatballs with a clip and carefully brushed them with sauce using a brush. Then, he elegantly put the meatballs into Chouchou's lunchbox.

  Pimple sister was stunned at this time, who knew that by raising her head, she saw the number one professor in her department giving herself a massage here.

  "Thank you." Fang Haibo said politely.

  "It's my pleasure." Little Sis Pocky said subconsciously.

  "Haha! (Your English pronunciation is very standard, keep up the good work!)"

  The pimpled sister happily held a lunch box and stood in front of the stall, and at this time she started chatting with Professor Fang, who seemed exceptionally easy-going, of course in English.

  Qiu Ye saw the restless students in the back and decided to temporarily stop the discussion on English between the teacher and student next to her.

  "Dry dad. Everyone is coming to buy buns, hurry up and pay! Zhao sister. Do you want to buy two more tea eggs to eat? Today's flavor is very rich."

  "Okay, you get me two tea leaf eggs then."

  The people who were watching from behind also felt that the fresh ones had surrounded them, wanting to let Professor Shi Da serve them too. So this noon, under Qiu Ye's planning and with the cooperation of Professor Fang Haibo, the meatballs and tea eggs sold exceptionally well this afternoon. Within Zhao Shuyan's specified time, Qiu Ye, Qiu Feng, and Fang Haibo returned home carrying empty plates.

  Qiu Feng is still a good kid, after school he went home and saw his sister selling buns, so he hurriedly went to pick up his sister and go back home together, so in the end it was three people who came back together.

  When she was on the road, Qiu Ye had already thought about her plan for the next period of time and had reached a consensus with her brother to go out. Today, looking at her brother's dismissal time, it seemed that it would not be possible to let her brother send it in the future, so she agreed with her brother that every day, she would first take some things to sell at the cafeteria door, and then wait for her brother to finish school and go home, before taking the remaining glutinous rice balls and tea eggs to deliver to her sister.

  As for Professor Fang, Qiu Ye didn't have much hope. The first and second times were okay, but she really couldn't bear to let a teacher who had studied in the US set up a small stall with her. Moreover, even if she was willing, her godfather wouldn't be happy about it. Other people also had their own things to do every day, and when they came out to teach classes, Qiu Ye often saw her godfather receiving emails from some foreign publisher. With her not-so-stupid brain, she knew that her godfather's side job was definitely related to translation, and he didn't necessarily earn less than her.

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