Don’t Mess with Shennong

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In the early morning of the market, except for some people in the breakfast area, most of the blocks are in a quiet period, and even have a sense of desolation.

Wang Ping'an and Wang Wencai sat in the Gaojia Beef Soup House, one bowl of beef soup per person, one beef patty per person, one bite of the pie, and a bite of soup.

Wang Wencai said: "I didn't expect this beef soup to be so good. Why haven't I found it before?"

"Have you not eaten on the street a few times? How can you know which restaurant is delicious?" Wang Ping said.

When the sun came out, it was a bit hot to take a meal without money.

Like the diners next to it, it also speeded up the meal and finished the beef soup in the bowl in three or two bites.

Wang Ping paid for it, rode a motorcycle tricycle, and brought Wang Wencai to the elite driving school.

The principal, Tie Zhu, was wiping the car, and polished the Poussin, who didn't know how many hands.

When I saw Wang Ping'an and Wang Wencai, I was the first to arrive at the car training site today.

"How did you ... come so early?" Tie Zhu asked in surprise.

"It's the exam tomorrow, we don't come early, do we have a chance to practice the car?"

Wang Ping's tone was not good, he moved his hands and feet, twisted his neck, strode the meteor, and he walked past.

Tie Zhu was a little nervous. He thought about yesterday's strategy and forgot it in an instant: "Haha, I have something to say. I know you usually train less. You can practice more times today. Come and smoke a cigarette first."

"I don't smoke, smoking is harmful to health. I just want to practice cars now, do you have any opinions?" Wang Ping's words felt like a deliberate lifting of the bar.

"No opinion, absolutely no opinion, just the first time you come, you can practice the car now!" Tie Zhu feels that he is a good coach, never eat and get cards to ask, if the coach can judge the award, absolutely every day.

"Oh, that's all right. I gave Wang Wencai the opportunity to train first." Wang Ping said, pulling Wang Wencai standing aside in a daze.

"..." Wang Wencai was a little bit dumbfounded. It turned out that he could still do this in practice.

"..." Coach Tie Zhu was also a little bit dumbfounded.

I'm a little afraid of you and give you the opportunity to practice car, but you changed hands and gave it to Wang Wencai, don't I want to lose face?

Everyone is in a school, will you give some face?

Wang Ping did not bird him. He sat on the stool on one side, tilted Erlang's legs, took out his mobile phone, and began to brush his circle of friends.

It's very strange. I raised some freshwater fishes yesterday. I just took a few plain photos and sent them to the circle of friends. I don't know why. Many young ladies like it behind.

Some people say that these little fry look good, they are more adorable than the chickens you raise, and they must be delicious when they grow up. At that time, be sure to tell me.

There was a sister next to me, whoa, you are a fish farmer, no wonder you have to buy a pickup truck, get on your pickup truck, take a ride on the mountain road, go up and down, and you will be very interesting.

I do n’t know when the strange girl who added WeChat said, Mr. Wang, the scenery in your house is so beautiful, is it convenient for you to play for a few days?

Seeing these strange responses and questions, Wang Ping suddenly understood a little bit, why do people like to brush their circle of friends all day, because they can see a lot of joyful things.

So Wang Pingping replied uniformly: "Now my house is very small, it is not convenient to invite friends to come, wait for my villa to be built, and then invite everyone to play."

If this is not appropriate, there will be more girls who responded. There are cars and villas, and face and body. What else do you pursue in this life?

Encountered such a man, robbed also had to rush home.

Before Wang Ping'an had time to read the new reply, he heard the roar of coach Tie Zhu from the place where he practiced the train: "Wang Wencai, you hit the rod first, stepped on the wrong throttle, and finally hit the wall. How did you drive? "

In this short session, Wang Wencai has already practiced three laps, and he has done a good job most of the time, but there are always two or three seconds, either the line is pressed or the rod is hit.

The so-called sense of car does not exist for him at all.

Wang Ping'an knew that it was time to go out again at this time.

Walked over, without talking or knocking on the window, Wang Wen had already got out of the car, his face nervous and helpless.

"Erbao, I really don't blame me this time. You might not believe it. It was a car hit by a pole." Wang Wencai explained seriously.

"I can understand everything." The words of comfort have been said too much, and Wang Pingping doesn't want to say any more.

He got in the car, fastened his seat belt, and followed the steps taught by the previous coach. He started carefully and followed the steps of the venue step by step to reproduce the textbook-style perfect operation.

Even if coach Tie Zhu wants to find Wang Ping's trouble, there is no excuse at this time.

Once, twice, three times, five times, it's perfect, there's nothing wrong with it.

Even if Wang Ping'an wants to spend a few more car training opportunities to see how perfect he is, he's embarrassed to take up vehicle time.

At this time, other trainees arrived one after another and began to actively queue and prepare to train.

Wang Ping'an got out of the car, called Wang Wencai, let him get on the car, and continued to practice.

Coach Tie Zhu, hesitant to speak, wanted to say something, and finally refrained.

He just felt that as a coach, he should give a little green light to the students with poor grades, not because of fear or the like.

So Wang Wen was like winning a prize, with a smile on his face, and then he got into the cab and started to train.

Qianduo, carrying a small briefcase, appeared in the yard. When he saw Wang Ping's eyes, his eyes lit up, and he walked to him and sat down.

"Hey, Wang Ping'an, you haven't come to practice driving for a long time. Have you done too much farm work at home? Would you like me to help?" Qian Duoduo asked with a smile.

"There's nothing to do, except for feeding chickens and feeding fish ... that's right, ask a question, is it true that Qian Zhenduo, who is involved in hatching chickens, is from your village?"

Wang Ping'an remembered what happened last night, and someone went to the village director Wang Jingyi's house to make trouble, or because of dead chicken seedlings.

"Qian Zhenduo is from our village, but his hatchery is not in the village. I heard that many people have come to the village to find him in trouble recently, and no one has found his shadow."

"..." Since this is the case, Wang Ping'an knew there was nothing to ask.

In the morning, Wang Ping'an took another round of car-training opportunities, and there was indeed nothing wrong. The coach asked him to come tomorrow morning. Everyone went to the exam together. Before the exam, the environment of the test site can be passed.

At noon, Wang Ping'an returned a lot of money. At another small restaurant, the atmosphere was very good. There was a lot of talking and laughing, but there was one more person at the corner of the table. From time to time, a few words were inserted to interrupt the exchange between the two.

Wang Ping'an didn't think there was anything, but with a lot of money, he pouted several times and secretly rolled his eyes at Wang Wen.

After lunch, Wang Ping'an returned to work in the village, and a lot of money had to go back to the town government to work. Only Wang Wen was alone, frightened back to the driving school, carefully, waiting for the train.

In the afternoon, my sister was going back to school, and Wang Ping prepared a lot of delicious food for her. Shennong peach alone contained more than 20 pieces.

After sending his sister to the bus back to the city, Wang Ping went to buy chicken feed, but before moving on the car, he heard the phone ringing.

The pretty lady who sold the car called and told him that the formalities were completed and she could drive back tomorrow.