Although Dad Cheng didn't understand the stalk of this money-adding layman, it didn't prevent him from understanding Cheng Chen's meaning, so he looked at Cheng Chen with a vigilant face and said.

"How much do you want, stinky boy?" Cheng Dad said.

"Ten yuan a week, and I have to take the New Year's money at the end of the year." Cheng Chen directly stated his purpose.

This price Cheng Chen put forward after careful consideration, if ten yuan is put in 2021, that is, before Cheng Chen's rebirth, it will naturally be too little, and it will be enough to have breakfast, but now it is 2000, and the pork is only more than four yuan a pound in two thousand years.

Although Cheng Chen didn't know how much his current salary was a month, he knew that his family was not rich when it was two thousand years old.

After all, looking at Cheng's father's bell bottoms and leather jacket in front of him, plus he has never worked seriously, the family can only rely on his mother's salary in the factory, and the environment where there is not even a TV at home, Cheng Chen roughly knows that ten yuan a week is a huge amount of pocket money.

According to Cheng Chen's estimates, his family's family income will not exceed 1,000 per month, so it is still very reasonable to convert this first reward into ten yuan of pocket money every week, and as for the future reward, he will naturally have to calculate it according to how much the system gives.

"So much?" Cheng's father looked at his son in surprise.

"Not much, I'm all here to learn and improve." Cheng Chen said solemnly.

"Really?" Cheng's father was a little unconvinced.

"Of course it's true, it's expensive to study." Cheng Chen nodded.

"That's too much, I don't even have that much pocket money, and why do you want so much money for a child." Cheng's father muttered.

"Dad, you don't seem to have made me lunch today, I'm afraid it's not good if my mother comes back in the evening, and tomorrow Monday is the monthly exam......" Cheng Chen's little black hand touched his rumbling stomach and said.

"Ahem, cough, let's take you to eat something delicious." Cheng's father immediately coughed in embarrassment, and then pulled Cheng Chen up and was about to go out, not thinking about bargaining with his son.

After all, if Cheng's mother knew that he didn't give his son food today, I'm afraid he wouldn't want to get on the bed for the next three days.

"Wait, I'll wash my hands." Cheng Chen quickly broke free, and then ran to the toilet to wash his hands.

The toilet was as narrow as he remembered, but Cheng Chen missed it a little, after all, it was the place where he lived since he was a child.

"The stinky boy loves to be clean." Cheng's father complained, but he didn't stop it, but he called the system again while Cheng Chen was washing his hands.

"The system, you really give money, right?" Dad Cheng asked.

System: "Yes host, complete quests to get rewards." ”

"That's good, or I won't have any money for this stinky boy." Cheng's father breathed a sigh of relief, and then agreed to Cheng Chen's request after a while.

And Cheng Chen, who was washing his hands, heard his father's words, and suddenly became a little happy: "It seems that the first goal has been achieved, if only the tasks were like this." ”

Yes, Cheng Chen's purpose in asking for money is to start saving money now, and it just so happens that the mission goal is the same as the goal he has just set to become a scholar, so it can be regarded as a smooth sailing, killing two birds with one stone.

Cheng Chen had already thought about it, and when he became a scholar and had a certain right to speak, it would be easier to go to the magic capital to buy a house for himself after completing more tasks and getting more money in the future.

"It seems that I have taken a step closer to my life goal in the Demon Capital Charter." Cheng Chen dried his hands and walked out.

After being reborn, Cheng Chen didn't want to become a useless worker like in his previous life and bear the blessings of 996, so he naturally had to start working hard to accumulate capital now, not to mention that he had such a golden finger.

"Although it's my dad who binds me, the task object is me, so there's still a lot to do." Cheng Chen looked at his father and said secretly in his heart.

"Gone." Cheng's father greeted him.

"Dad, what are you going to take me to eat?" Cheng Chen asked.

"Meat buns, don't you always say that the meat buns at the entrance of the village are fragrant?" Cheng Dad said.

"So Dad, do you remember?" Although Cheng Chen didn't remember whether he said it when he was a child, he was still a little moved when he heard Cheng's father say this.

"I don't remember, your mom always said." Dad Cheng plucked out his ears and said.

"Shiro was moved." Cheng Chen glanced at his father angrily, and then stepped out first.

"The stinky boy is still angry." Cheng's father didn't have the consciousness of teasing his son at all, but walked out with a smile and closed the door.

Cheng Chen looked back at his house, which was a house sandwiched between two small buildings, not a big one, because it was a self-built house, and the planning was extremely ordinary, and even a little unreasonable.

The first floor is the kitchen, but the vegetable sink is in the living room, the kitchen is as narrow as the toilet can only accommodate one person to stir-fry, next door to the living room is his Cheng Chen's room, and his room also has a front door, open the front door street.

The houses in the village are like this, one front door and one back door, because of Cheng Chen's strong request, his family usually goes out through the back door, and only he can go through the front door.

The second floor is the residence of Cheng's parents and Cheng's parents, which is a large room and a balcony for drying clothes.

By the way, the toilet is located at the corner between the living room and Cheng Chen's room, so it is very small, and there is only this one toilet at home.

In fact, the upstairs room is big, and Cheng's mother originally meant to let Cheng Chen live, but because the stairs of the self-built house were very narrow, Cheng's mother was afraid that it would be unsafe for the naughty Cheng Chen to go up and down the stairs, so she and Cheng's father moved up after thinking about it.

The house next to the Cheng family on both sides is much better than the Cheng family, on the left is the Gao family who opens a commissary and opens the water, his family has always had good conditions, his daughter and Cheng Chen have a school but different classes, and the right is the Wang family who opened a noodle shop, and the conditions are naturally better than the Cheng family, so the houses of both families are larger than the Cheng family, so it seems that the Cheng family is sandwiched between the two families.

By the way, due to lack of money, the kitchen drain was not done well when the Cheng family built the house, and the water outlet pipe of the vegetable sink was directly exposed outside, where a bucket was placed, and it was necessary to carry it to the garbage collection point at any time.

"Dad, what's wrong with this bucket in our house?" Cheng Chen pointed to the ceramic bucket at the door and asked puzzled.

"I don't know which neurotic stole Lao Tzu's plastic bucket, I'm afraid I'll sell it, so your mother will take a ceramic from the factory and come back, anyway, the ceramic can't be sold." Cheng's father was angry when he talked about this.

"Oh." Cheng Chen nodded, at this time he had the feeling of being born in 2000.

After all, the plastic bucket at this time is still very valuable, and it is indeed easy to be stolen at the door, and everyone is still in a shortage of materials.

Because the steamed buns were sold at the entrance of the village, Cheng's father and Cheng Chen did not go to the Gao family store next door to wear them, but walked directly to the other side, which belongs to the village, and there are not many people in the middle of the afternoon, and they didn't meet anyone along the way.

"Stinky boy, I agreed to your conditions, but you have to advance ten places in this exam, can you do it?" When he walked to the intersection of the village road, Cheng's father turned his head to look at Cheng Chen and said seriously.

"Of course it's no problem, but it also depends on your support, Dad." Cheng Chen rubbed his hands and said.

"I agreed to any support and conditions." Cheng Dad said.

"Tomorrow is Monday, that is, the monthly exam, so ...... money" Cheng Chen looked at his father and smiled.

"What? You're going to be rewarded now? Cheng's father was surprised.

"It's not an award, it's a study grant." Cheng Chen said calmly.