Ren Xiaosu was seriously discussing with Yan Liuyuan what he could do to quickly gain gratitude. He was a very "down-to-earth" person, so when he realized how valuable sincere gratitude was, he knew he needed it.
However, Yan Liuyuan felt that Ren Xiaosu had used the word "down-to-earth" in the wrong place.
"Bro, I think you can go out and do good deeds." Yan Liuyuan said, "Isn't it the most direct way to gain sincere gratitude? For example, you can give food to the hungry and water to the thirsty."
Ren Xiaosu stared at him. "Am I that kind of person? If I give food and water to them, what will I eat and drink for myself? What will you eat and drink for yourself?! "
Yan Liuyuan said with a pained expression, "Bro, don't keep thinking about thanking me sincerely!"
"No." Ren Xiaosu refuted Yan Liuyuan's statement. "There must be another way!"
A long time ago, Ren Xiaosu knew that this era did not have any goodwill toward humans. Or rather, it was very difficult for humans to have any real goodwill toward other humans.
There used to be a beggar in town. A kind-hearted girl would bring him some food every day.
But after the girl got married, she no longer brought any food to him.
The beggar chased after the girl to her house and asked why she didn't bring him any food anymore. In the end, he was chased out of her house. The girl's husband was not that kind-hearted.
Everyone thought that would be the end of the matter. The people in town even went out of their way to mock the beggar, wanting to see when he would starve to death. But that very night, the beggar actually found his way to the girl's house and killed the husband and wife.
Ren Xiaosu always felt that there was some truth to this. But at that time, he was still young and only knew that he had to be careful when he slept at night.
…
Early the next morning, a commotion could be heard coming from the streets. Ren Xiaosu got up and opened the door curtain to have a look. He was surprised to see the band heading out of town with an acquaintance he knew following them.
That person was also a veteran hunter in town and was very skilled. The man was quite happy as he followed the band members. It was as though he had finally gotten the chance to get to know the big shots in the stronghold.
In fact, a lot of people in town had started their business this way. It was as though they could become rich with just a little something from the nobles in the stronghold.
The so-called great wealth was like Wang Fugui opening a grocery store.
Ren Xiaosu had also asked Wang Fugui why Wang Fugui had to suck up to people from the stronghold every time they came out. After all, not everyone in the stronghold was a noble, right?
At that time, Wang Fugui smiled mysteriously and said, "There's indeed a distinction between the poor and the rich in the stronghold. Those who can freely enter and exit the stronghold must be the rich."
According to Wang Fugui, it would be very difficult for the poor people in the stronghold to get out.
The towering walls not only blocked the people on the outside but also those on the inside.
Wang Fugui was also following the band members. When he passed by Ren Xiaosu, he kept glaring at Ren Xiaosu. Finally, he said in a low voice, "You heartless ingrate! Your Uncle Wang recommended such a good job to you, yet you didn't accept it? Do you know? I heard from their staff that they're interested in finding a good guide from town and bringing him into the stronghold. They'll be able to use him in the future! "
Ren Xiaosu was taken aback. He did not expect such an opportunity to present itself to him.
If he had known this would happen, would he have rejected it?
Of course, because if he went in, Yan Liuyuan would definitely not be able to get in. How could he possibly leave Yan Liuyuan alone outside?
Yan Liuyuan whispered, "Bro, why don't you talk to the band members again? You're much better than that Old Liu. He often comes back empty-handed when he can't catch any prey, and he never dares to go too far out of town either. "
"Cut the crap." Ren Xiaosu frowned. It would be a lie to say that he was not tempted or heartbroken. However, he had made up his mind. "Let's go, I'll take you to school."
When Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan arrived at the school, Zhang Jinglin was already cleaning the blackboard. When he turned around and saw Ren Xiaosu and Yan Liuyuan, he nearly jumped in fright. Both of them had dark circles under their eyes and looked like ghosts.
"You two are …" Zhang Jinglin said hesitantly.
"My brother insisted on …" Yan Liuyuan explained.
But before Yan Liuyuan could finish speaking, Ren Xiaosu slapped the back of Yan Liuyuan's head and interrupted him. Ren Xiaosu said, "I'm fine. I just didn't sleep well."
"Oh." Zhang Jinglin was not in the mood to ask about Ren Xiaosu's private matters. He asked, "Have you thought about what you're going to teach today? Today is your first day as a substitute teacher. "
"I've thought about it." Ren Xiaosu nodded.
During the day, he would sit in the classroom as a student. In the afternoon, he would be the substitute teacher for the survival class.
When it came to the last class, as Zhang Jinglin was worried about Ren Xiaosu and worried that he did not have much teaching experience, he sat in the last row of the classroom to hold the fort for Ren Xiaosu.
When Ren Xiaosu walked up to the lectern, the class monitor immediately shouted, "Stand up!"
Then all of the students said loudly, "Good morning, Teacher!"
To the students, Ren Xiaosu was a special existence. Ren Xiaosu was their "classmate." He was also the oldest among them and was also a celebrity in town. So when Ren Xiaosu came to teach them, it was a refreshing experience.
At this moment, Ren Xiaosu suddenly said, "Do you think it's hard for Mr. Zhang to teach everyone? Everyone can still sit in class, but Mr. Zhang has to stand for the entire day. "
Under such circumstances, how could the students say it was not hard for them? With Zhang Jinglin around, they could only say it was hard for them.
Ren Xiaosu continued, "Then shouldn't we thank Mr. Zhang?"
"Yes!" the students answered in unison.
Yan Liuyuan's expression changed drastically as he screamed in his mind. It's coming, it's coming!
Ren Xiaosu nodded in satisfaction. "Then in the future, there's no need to say 'Good morning, Teacher.' Just say 'Thank you, Teacher!'"
Zhang Jinglin was dumbfounded the entire time. He had no idea what Ren Xiaosu was up to!
"Come, everyone, sit down. Let's give it a try!" Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.
"Stand up!"
"Thank you, Teacher!" the students said in unison again.
However, when Ren Xiaosu used his Inner Sight on the typewriter in the palace, he was filled with regret. None of these little bastards sincerely thanked Teacher!
Was it so difficult to sincerely thank the gardener who taught and educated people these days?!
No, he had to think of another way. His first attempt had failed!
But for Ren Xiaosu, failure was not something rare. Being able to accept failure calmly was one of his greatest strengths.
Ren Xiaosu had heard a saying before: "Life is not going according to one's wishes nine out of ten times."
It meant that out of ten things that happened in life, 89 out of ten would not go according to one's wishes.
But even so, wouldn't life be easy? Of course not.
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