Waste is just the threshold to my meeting.

Chapter 16 Teacher Wang is also Old Wang

"Honestly..."

"Xiao Chen, you really need to consider switching to a different brand of lubricant..."

"Really, trust your dad!"

At eight o'clock in the morning, a family of three sat at the dining table, with the hot pot in front of them bubbling away.

While cooking tofu puffs, Fu Chen received earnest advice from his father, Fu Longhu.

No wonder he was so earnest and patient.

After what happened yesterday, he was afraid that Fu Chen would end up like Old Wang next door, hurting himself without warning.

Fu Chen didn't understand what he was saying. He only knew that the pig's blood in his mouth was very hot, and his mouth and teeth were constantly rolling and twisting like he was cooking.

He turned and glanced at his mother, Liu Liping.

Liu Liping quickly put the discounted mutton rolls that the supermarket had cleared out last night into the spicy hot pot, cooked them briefly, and then gave a large chopstickful to Fu Chen, followed by Fu Longhu.

She put away her chopsticks, rested her chin on her clenched fists with a smile, and watched her husband, Fu Longhu, and son, Fu Chen, eat.

Liping is also a character.

A man who hadn't eaten breakfast in most of his life decided to get up every day to make breakfast for Fu Chen when he officially started high school!

So what the heck is hot pot? Is this a normal person's breakfast?

But Fu Chen could still accept it.

After watching her son for a while, Liu Liping casually opened the morning news.

"Recently, several citizens have been robbed during offline transactions. We urge everyone to choose lively locations for offline transactions whenever possible. Meanwhile, the police have preliminarily identified the area where the criminals are located and are apprehending them with swift action."

"Mostly cloudy with rain in the coming days, temperatures ranging from 26 to 32 degrees Celsius..."

"Today, the provincial key Shengling Martial Arts Middle School officially started its new semester. Let's take a look at this year's outstanding students; they are all handsome men and beautiful women!"

Fu Longhu pointed at the camera: "Xiao Chen, look! It's Shi Yun!"

I looked over the TV.

The camera is focused on the entrance of the top provincial key martial arts high school in the city center, where hundreds of students, the best performers in the entire province's high school entrance examination, are coming and going.

The camera captured Tan Shiyun taking her student ID photo.

They also took the opportunity to put the names and grades of the students they filmed and interviewed on television, making them role models for others.

For example, Tan Shiyun scored 1680 out of a total of 1800 in the high school entrance exam, ranking 91st in the province.

The three noticed that next to the young, beautiful, and spirited Tan Shiyun, there were several other handsome young men with fair skin and red lips.

However, the flattery and ingratiation in their eyes were hard to conceal.

Even in this parallel world, outstanding girls who are good-looking and have a good figure are equally popular.

There are always some people who are born to be manual laborers.

They are also known as the chosen ones.

Of course, Fu Chen was one of them in the past.

Fearing that Fu Chen would overthink things, Fu Longhu and Liu Liping quickly turned off the TV.

By this time, Fu Chen had almost finished eating. He got on his family's bicycle and prepared to go to Peicai Road to start his first transaction.

"Be careful while riding your bike!"

Ugh…

As they watched Fu Chen leave, his parents tidied up the dishes while pondering what to do.

"What I fear most is that young people become complacent. Xiao Chen used to be smart, but now that he's come to his senses, he probably hasn't corrected his mindset. I think that's why he uses those less-than-ideal behaviors to relieve his anxiety and emotions..."

Liu Liping looked worried, and Fu Longhu helped her sit down on the sofa: "How should I put it... I can only guide and comfort her slowly, after all, I've been through this myself..."

"What? You've been through this too? How come I didn't know you had this kind of fetish for groin?"

Liu Liping still felt somewhat disgusted by this behavior... even though Fu Longhu was her husband.

Fu Longhu slapped himself: "Pah, no... I've been there too, I mean I was anxious like that for a while... Where do you want to go?"

The two looked at each other, smiled helplessly, flirted for a while, and then went out to deliver food.

Liu Liping solemnly announced, "Xiao Chen is starting high school now, so from now on, breakfast will have to be the same as today's standard. We'll have to work harder on our delivery jobs! By the way, honey, how's the writing going?"

Fu Longhu: "Not bad, I wrote two hundred words."

Liu Liping exclaimed encouragingly, "My husband is so amazing! I don't even recognize so many characters!"

On the other side...

Fu Chen arrived at the agreed time and place for the transaction and met with the Xianyu buyer, "Neighbor Wang".

He felt a little embarrassed.

Because he realized something: Wang Aiguo, the homeroom teacher Mr. Wang, was also Old Wang…

Standing before him at this very moment…

It was none other than Wang Aiguo, the pot-bellied, bald, and oily-eared homeroom teacher known as the "devil teacher"!

Oh, and maybe we'll have to add two more titles later: weak and powerless, and an old green-haired turtle…

Wang Aiguo was startled.

Could it be Fu Chen who's selling the "Positive and Uplifting" potion...?

"Oh, what a coincidence, Fu Chen! I just happened to be passing by, and you just happened to be passing by too, right?"

Fu Chen: "No, Teacher Wang, I'm here to make a deal."

Wang Aiguo nodded: "Then I was just passing by."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Fu Chen waved: "Teacher Wang, I understand you. The fault doesn't lie with you, it's with those two 'black-faced' foreign teachers! Believe me, using a potion to regain your virility is cool, really cool and confident!"

Wang Aiguo stopped and sighed…

Turning back, they acted furtively, exchanging money and goods with Fu Chen.

"Although it's a little embarrassing, it's all good. Fu Chen must have a system, otherwise how could he have such a high-level potion..."

Thinking to himself, he said aloud, "Hey, Fu Chen, you..."

"I don't know anything. I've been staying at home all day. I should go back now, Teacher Wang." Fu Chen pretended to be clueless, which relieved Wang Aiguo.

"Wait a minute." Fu Chen seemed to remember something and deliberately stopped Wang Aiguo.

"Teacher Wang, thank you. I didn't expect you to have put six thousand yuan in the bag of tea you gave me."

what?

Wang Aiguo felt a pang of pain in his heart. He remembered—the tea was a gift from Liu Haitao's parents… Damn, he should have realized it sooner; they had specifically reminded him to open it and check… But the gift was already given…

He could only force a smile, his face twitching: "You're welcome, this is just a small token of my appreciation."

Turning around, his expression was priceless; he was already grinning from ear to ear.

After finishing Wang Aiguo's order, it was already evening.

He passed by Pei Cai Middle School again, but this time his destination was a self-built house on the north side, where most people had already moved away because it was nearing demolition.

"It's so remote."

Fu Chen stopped at the destination indicated by the navigation. Hearing a noise, a hand reached out from an alley in front of him: "Is that [Cao Si Ni Feng] from Xianyu? I'm here!"

Fu Chen frowned and walked into the alley.

Inside was a man in black wearing a baseball cap. The streetlights nearby were dim, so his appearance was not clear.

Fu Chen took out six bottles of the "Positive Energy" potion.

After inspecting the items, the man in black nodded and glanced at Fu Chen as he put them away.

I didn't sense any spiritual energy fluctuations from Fu Chen.

The man in black said, "Brother, how old are you? You haven't even scratched the surface of martial arts?"

Fu Chen shrugged: "There's nothing I can do, I'm just not talented enough. Dude, just transfer the money over."

The man in black chuckled, the light focusing on his teeth.

He licked his lips, then poked Fu Chen's throat with his index and middle fingers, unleashing second-tier spiritual power.

"Brother, take out all the money you have."