The girl with the head of the ball rolled her eyes speechlessly, but her face was full of doubt: "Baozi, are you sure it's Jiang Guanyu from the third and fifth classes of the first high school?" ”

"Of course I'm sure, this name is not the name of the bad street, there is only one called Jiang Guanyu in the first middle school, I heard that this Jiang Guanyu used to be a waste wood with no martial arts talent, and a few days ago he suddenly took a few days of sick leave, I don't know what's going on, I suddenly have a martial arts talent, what do you say this is ......?"

Bao Xiaoyu said like a river, and suddenly reacted in hindsight: "Hey, it's not right, Jiang Guanyu?" Jiang Guanxue? Cher, you can't be relatives, are you? Why have I never heard of you? ”

The head of the ball, that is, Jiang Guanyu's little sister Jiang Guanxue, her little face suddenly sank, and she said angrily: "I don't know, I don't have such relatives." ”

Bao Xiaoyu looked at her suspiciously, but seeing that her face was not good, she didn't dare to continue to ask, and continued to gossip: "Okay, if you don't know, you don't know, if you don't know, it's okay, that Jiang Guanyu's reputation is not good, and some people even gave him a nickname, called the dung digger." ”

"Poof! This nickname is disgusting, but it is full of his temperament. ”

Hearing this nickname, Jiang Guanxue said disgustingly, but her face bloomed with a smile, and she teased with malice.

Do you still know that?

What the hell do you not know?

Bao Xiaoyu secretly slandered in his heart, but the fire of gossip in his heart was burning.

But she knows Jiang Guanxue's character very well, as long as it is something she doesn't want to say, even if she wears out her mouth, she doesn't want her to confide in half a word.

His eyes gurgled and he immediately had an idea.

It doesn't matter if she can't tell the truth from Xue'er's mouth, doesn't she still have a cousin who is in her third year of high school at school.

She didn't believe it, and Cher's cousin's mouth was as tight as hers.

……

Where did Jiang Guanyu know that his vicious behavior in a hurry had earned him the indecent nickname of a dung digger.

However, even if he knew, he wouldn't care, a dung digger is better than being blown up, right?

At this moment, he was eating lunch in the small cafeteria, enjoying the chatter and flattery of the fat little fan brother: "It has to be my fishing brother, that hanging posture is really handsome......"

"Didn't you see Deng Hao's expression at that time, his eyes were bulging, his mouth was wide open, tears and snot were flowing, that miserable, tsk...... It's really exciting. ”

"Brother Yu, can I interview you? What did you think? Poof, oops, I feel old pain just by looking at me, it's really ...... What a stroke of genius! ”

"Hehe, all I can say is, Ah Yu, well done."

Yang Wenjing chewed steamed buns in his mouth, his face was full of smiles, and he gave Jiang Guanyu a thumbs up.

"That's, don't look at who my fishing brother is."

The fat and arrogant raised his head, as if he was the one who exploded Deng Haoju and not Jiang Guanyu.

"Okay, what about eating, can you not talk about this? It's weird, disgusting. ”

Jiang Guanyu was speechless and held his forehead, and stopped helplessly.

"Yes, yes, yes, eat, you have to celebrate today, I have a treat today, don't be polite to me."

Fat was also bullied by Deng Hao before, and this time Jiang Guanyu can be regarded as avenging him, a rare generosity, and patted his chest boldly to ask for a treat.

His family is in business, and he is more than enough than the top, and he can be regarded as a small rich second generation, otherwise, he would not be able to raise his fat body.

It's just that this product is very picky, and no one has ever seen him invite guests, so he usually eats and drinks with others.

"Really? Now that the sun is coming out in the west, then I'm welcome. ”

Yang Wenjing's eyes lit up, and he asked with some excitement.

Fat glanced at the tenth steamed bun in Yang Wenjing's hand silently, inexplicably a little weak-hearted, but the words were all spoken, and he couldn't pretend to be cowardly.

I could only play with my heart, and said arrogantly: "Hey, I'm happy today, I'm in for a treat, you let go of eating, and the steamed buns are enough." ”

Jiang Guanyu looked at him with pity, this pick and search for goods, thinking that steamed buns were cheap, dared to speak wildly?

Hehe!

You haven't seen the real amount of food in Koi.

Moreover, not only Xiaojing, but also him, the new big stomach king.

In the past, he ate very averagely, just like an ordinary person.

But since he strengthened his body, he probably needed more energy, which made his food increase greatly.

Although I can't catch up with Xiaojing, it's still okay to eat twenty or thirty steamed buns at a meal.

Soon, the fat fat couldn't laugh anymore.

looked at Yang Wenjing and Jiang Guanyu with dull eyes, bringing a full hundred steamed buns.

Then, as if they were competing, the two quickly eliminated these steamed buns at a speed of one in three seconds.

"Goo-toot!"

The fat subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and the fat on his face trembled because of the pain: "Brother, aren't you choking and panicking?" ”

Unlike the previous life of China, Great Xia was still in a special stage of transition from a feudal society to a democratic-dominated society.

The agricultural industry is not developed enough, the industrial base is weak, and the productivity is seriously insufficient, which is far from being able to meet the needs of society.

Don't look at the fat family, there are assets, but not every day you can eat fine grains.

It's not that you can't afford it, it's that you can't buy it.

That is to say, the Daxia government attaches great importance to education, so that it will give priority to ensuring the supply of fine food in the school, so that students can have the opportunity to eat white flour steamed buns.

The reason why I say that there is a chance is because the white flour steamed buns are not free, and the price is not cheap.

A white-flour steamed bun costs five cents.

It doesn't sound expensive.

However, you must know that the average monthly salary of employees in state-owned units is only a little more than 1,000 yuan.

100 steamed buns cost 50 yuan, which is equivalent to one-twentieth of the monthly salary of a state-owned worker.

Can fat not hurt?

Jiang Guanyu smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, don't cry and lose your face, I have a treat today, and you don't have to pay for it." ”

"Ahh That's so embarrassing. ”

The fat man said that he was embarrassed, but there was no embarrassment on his face, not to mention how happy he was.

Hearing this, Yang Wenjing put down the steamed bun in his hand, looked at Jiang Guanyu and said in embarrassment: "Ah Yu, where did you get so much money?" ”

"Don't worry, I have money, in the future, even if you let go of eating, the steamed buns will be full."

Jiang Guanyu smiled faintly and swore an oath.

He knew that Yang Wenjing had never eaten enough, and his amount of food was too big.

Ten steamed buns per meal is already the maximum amount that his family can supply.

Yang Wenjing frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

What is the situation in Jiang Guanyu's family, no one knows better than him.

To put it mildly, that is, the preferential policy of occupying the families of military martyrs, there is no need to hand over public grain.

Aunt Lan was frugal, helped people sew clothes every day, and sold eggs to supplement the family, so she could barely support their brother and sister to go to school.

No matter how willful Ah Yu was in the past, he laughed it off, because it was not a matter of principle.

But now, he has a little money and is here to pay a lot of money, which makes him feel too ignorant.

That's fifty yuan, how many eggs does Aunt Lan have to sell and how many clothes do she have to help others sew in order to earn these fifty yuan?

Jiang Guanyu saw that he put down the steamed buns, with a big black face that was unprecedentedly serious, and he didn't know what he thought.

smiled and hugged his shoulder: "I know what you think, but don't worry, this money is not given by my mother, I have my own money." ”

After speaking, he pretended to take out money from his pocket, but in fact, he took out two Daxia coins with a face value of 100 yuan from the system warehouse.