After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Chapter 1887 If she cleans the toilet and then cooks for you, could you eat it?

The principal hadn't gone home yet, so he came over to watch the two of them cook.

Zhang Ran suddenly spoke up: "Principal, we're busy teaching every day and we have to cook for ourselves, it's too tiring. How much would it be reasonable to hire two people to cook three meals a day?"

Principal: "...You need to hire someone to cook? Why two?" This isn't just rich, he's clearly a pampered young master.

Zhang Ran explained, "I saw that many children hadn't eaten, so I asked two more people to cook extra food at lunchtime so that they could also have a bite to eat."

The principal was so moved he couldn't speak for a moment. This wasn't just a college student; he was a living Bodhisattva!

He whispered a reminder, "It's fine to hire someone to cook for you, but please don't cook for the children. What if the parents of the children who are going home for lunch find out and they all stay for lunch?" After all, if they can get a free lunch, they definitely won't go home. Besides, there are too many children in five grades; how much would it take to cook enough for them all?

“That’s easy. We’ll charge them 50 cents a meal, and they can eat whatever they want. Those who want to pay can pay, and those who don’t will not be forced.” Zhang Ran thought for a moment, “50 cents might be too much. How about 20 cents, just a token?” After all, some families might be so poor that they can’t even afford 50 cents.

The principal still shook his head and refused, "Teacher Zhang, I know you feel sorry for the children, but we can't do this business. If the children get sick from the food, they will cause trouble for the school." In the past, he would give up his own food because he felt sorry for the children, but the children would get stomach aches when they got home, and their parents would make a scene at the school. He had to pay compensation to settle the matter.

Fu Qin, who had been cooking, suddenly spoke up, thinking of the carpenter's son, Shi Hu: "The principal is right, let's just let this go." She didn't want to be extorted by those shameless parents.

"Alright then, we'll hire one person to cook," Zhang Ran conceded.

The principal asked instinctively, "Or should we ask Xing'er to cook?"

Zhang Ran looked at him with a complicated expression. "She cleans the toilet and then cooks for you. How could you possibly eat that?"

The principal said, "...Then I'll find someone else." After thinking for a while, a thought suddenly struck him. "My niece is a good cook. How about I have her do it?"

"Okay," Zhang Ran agreed.

The principal left quickly, satisfied, and went home.

Xinghua was carrying the firewood she had gathered when Zhang Ran suddenly called out to her, "Xinghua, we have enough firewood, you don't need to gather any more. You can help start the fire."

"Okay, teacher." Xinghua squatted on the ground to start a fire, while Fuqin cooked vegetables.

Zhang Ran found an axe in the dormitory and chopped up the old, broken desks and benches that had been discarded and were now being used as firewood.

Some students watched curiously and, seeing Zhang Ran split one open with an axe, exclaimed how amazing their teacher was.

"You all stay away! If sawdust gets in your eyes and you go blind, I won't be responsible!" Zhang Ran warned loudly, scaring the children away. Some went to play, some went back to the classroom, and some hid far away to continue peeking.

After having lunch at home, the principal brought his niece to Zhang Ran and introduced her: "This is my niece, Cuiliu. This is Teacher Zhang and Teacher Fu. From now on, you will be in charge of making lunch for them."

“There are three people, plus Xinghua,” Zhang Ran corrected, looking at Cui Liu, who had two long braids and was about the same height as Fu Qin.

"Yes, and there's also an apricot blossom." The principal nodded in agreement.

Cui Liu glanced at Zhang Ran, blushed, and lowered her head.

She lowered her head too quickly, and Zhang Ran didn't see that her face had turned red. She just thought that she was an introverted person, so she asked Fu Qin to talk to her about the details while she carried the bucket to fetch water.

The tank was filled with water yesterday, but only half of it is left today.

Both she and Fu Qin are clean people and use a lot of water.

Cui Liu couldn't hear what Fu Qin was saying at all; she just kept nodding, her mind completely on Zhang Ran, who was fetching water back and forth.

Seeing his niece so distracted, the principal laughed. It seemed she had taken a liking to him. If he were a woman, he'd be the one with such an outstanding college student; he wouldn't let his niece have it.