It rained for several days, Qian Miao stayed in the teahouse and didn't go to the forest to make wine, and the brewing of this monkey wine also depends on the weather, and it is absolutely not allowed to move when it rains.

Qian Miao didn't drink for a few days, she couldn't even smell the wine, she almost died of gluttony, and she wanted to drink a little secretly, but Zhang Yang followed closely and didn't steal a drop.

After a few days, Zhang Yang watched him gradually begin to look yellow and thin, thinking that it was not a way to go on like this, this product was addicted to alcohol, and in just a few days, it became like this.

"Qian Miao, come over and eat together, you and a glass of wine are allowed to finish eating. Looking at Qian Miao, who had no appetite at the dinner table, Zhang Yang had no choice but to compromise.

Forget it, it seems that I am too anxious, and this quitting alcohol is not a matter of one or two days, but it has to be gradual.

As soon as she heard that there was wine to drink after eating, Qian Miao instantly came to her senses, and she cleaned the food in the bowl with three times and five divided by two, and looked at Zhang Yang, who had only eaten a few bites.

But he didn't dare to urge, and sat on the stool and rubbed it around, like a thumbtack under his buttocks.

Under this eager gaze, Zhang Yang couldn't eat anymore, put down his rice bowl and poured him a glass of wine, and then continued to eat.

It's just that the wine is slightly mixed with a little juice.

Zhang Yang didn't dispel the idea of giving him quitting drinking, this Qian Miao started a drunken madness is really terrifying, he can't do it if he doesn't quit.

I haven't had to drink for a few days, and when I smelled the smell of wine in my heart, Qian Miao was stunned and didn't find that the wine was mixed with water, so she drank happily, and stretched out her tongue and licked the cup, with a look of unfinished business.

I have to say that Zhang Yang also worked hard to quit drinking for Qian Miao, adding juice to Qian Miao's wine every day, reducing the concentration of alcohol little by little, which is similar to the principle of boiling frogs in warm water.

After cooking for two months, Qian Miao finally quit drinking and obediently drank the after-dinner juice.

But the business of the teahouse plummeted, and Zhang Yang didn't put his mind on his teahouse at all in order to take care of these monsters, and he would cut off the goods from time to time, and he was stunned to lose a large number of customers.

felt that Qian Miao should have taught almost, Zhang Yang was about to find a system to submit a task, in order not to hit himself, he didn't open the system interface for so many months to take a look.

But before he could enter the system, Chen Jingye found him.

Chen Jingye looked at the current situation of the teahouse and was worried, he knew that Zhang Yang had just taken over the teahouse, and this teahouse was no different from a haunted house.

After a few years of operation, I just saw a little improvement but went downhill again, and Chen Jingye became anxious.

"Yangzi, what are you going to do? You still don't care about this teahouse?" Chen Jingye didn't talk to Zhang Yang in any twists and turns, and directly frowned and asked.

was asked by him, Zhang Yang was a little speechless, indeed, he really didn't care about the affairs of the teahouse.

rubbed his head helplessly, "I can't help it, these demons...... Qian Miao can't ignore them, and I don't know what to do. Fortunately, Zhang Yang braked quickly, and almost said that he leaked.

"You can't really teach the mentally retarded...... Chen Jingye thought of the pennant that Zhang Yang received.

"No, they just don't have a lot of trouble fitting in, and their IQ isn't much of a problem. "Actually, Zhang Yang really thinks that there is a problem with the IQ of this group of monsters.

He just didn't understand what kind of brain circuit it was, and he was able to do these funny things.

"That's it, I think Qian Miao has almost brought it with you, and it shouldn't be a big problem for him to be independent. Chen Jingye sighed and continued: "I think it's renting a house near my house, and it won't be a big deal if I look at it." ”

The two of them definitely belong to the action faction, and after colluding with each other, they immediately found the information of the rental house on the Internet.

After selling monkey wine, Qian Miao still had some savings on his body, and when he heard that he could move out of the teahouse, he was so happy that he could finally escape Zhang Yang's clutches.

But how did he know that he just jumped from one pit to another deeper pit, and Chen Jingye was not as good at talking as Zhang Yang.

After making phone calls one by one, I finally found a more suitable place, which was downstairs from Chen Jingye's house, which was really not far away.

Driving the car, the three of them went straight to the community.

It didn't take long to arrive at the destination, and I called the landlord, it was an old man in his sixties, surnamed Wang, and the three of them politely called Uncle Wang.

Uncle Wang is also a warm-hearted person, and while showing them the rental house, he talked about his own affairs.

Originally, Uncle Wang's house was reserved for himself, but he didn't expect that his son would take him to the big city to enjoy the joy of family, and bought a big house and let the old man live with them.

Uncle Wang felt that it was too wasteful for the house here to be empty, so he thought about renting it out, and just asked the neighbor's children to help release the information, he received a call from Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang could hear Uncle Wang's happiness from his words, his son's filial piety was indeed a thing worth showing off.

The rent was quite smooth, Uncle Wang knew that Qian Miao lived alone, and he didn't offer a high price, and he felt that it was not easy for a child to work hard alone, so he only collected 2,000 January rent.

How did he know that Qian Miao's current net worth was not thin at all.

Although the things in the house are not high-end goods, they are all brand new, which saves Zhang Yang a lot of trouble.

After paying off the rent, Zhang Yang helped Qian Miao clean up the house.

"Teacher, can I get some branches to make a bed?" Qian Miao looked at his nest and was overjoyed, probably he was the first monster in the demon world to have his own house.

Although it is rented, it is still much better than those under the fence.

Zhang Yang didn't understand why he had to get branches in a good room.

"This is not the house you bought, don't harm someone else's house. Qian Miao was strictly forbidden to spoil other people's houses, and Zhang Yang rubbed his somewhat sore waist.

After tossing for such a long time, he finally completed the task, and just when Chen Jingye agreed to take care of Qian Miao's food just now, several dripping sounds sounded in Zhang Yang's head.

He pinched his fingers, and it should be a hint that the task is over.

Tired and returned to the teahouse, Zhang Yang felt that his bones were about to fall apart, and he knew that he wouldn't help Qian Miao clean up.

Glancing at the progress bar with 100% completion, Zhang Yang clicked a submission, but before he could see what he had gained, he immediately closed his eyes and fell asleep.

On the other side of the world, the principal of the Monster Tutorial Club also breathed a long sigh of relief when he looked at the task file that had just been uploaded to his hand.

has been off track for several months, and finally got back on track, Zhang Yang is teaching monsters, and the principal is not teaching him.

His family inheritance has been broken for so many years, how can it be so easy to reconnect, but Zhang Yang can't be a teacher, but he is a teacher, he doesn't know what to do, he just runs away from the end, he does everything, he just doesn't do what a teacher should do.

At that time, the principal just wanted to tell Zhang Yang whether it was better to die.

Seeing Zhang Yang making progress little by little, the principal finally felt a little relieved, but it was only a little.