The system invites me to be a teacher

Xie Meixuan was right.

Confucius and Mencius thought that he would be able to return to school soon after he had arranged Bai Yang's affairs.

Unexpectedly, before getting off the train, he had to book a ticket to his hometown in advance.

Because just 10 minutes ago, he received a call from his younger brother Kong Ren.

My mother suddenly fainted while working in the field. Although she was sent to the hospital, she was still in a coma.

So Confucius and Mencius had to ask Liu Yi again.

And in order not to worry Xie Meixuan, he only said that his mother's condition was not serious and that he would be back in two days.

But he didn't know exactly how.

First, the train followed by the bus, swaying all the way, Confucius and Mencius finally rushed to the county seat of Wei County in his hometown before dark.

Unlike the provincial capital of Zhongzhou, Weixian County has only two horizontal and one vertical three main roads. It takes less than 30 minutes to walk from the south to the north.

Seeing everything familiar before him, Confucius and Mencius couldn't help feeling.

He has not returned for half a year as he is searching for jobs around graduation.

It's not that he doesn't want to return, but as an ordinary three-benefits graduate who is not well-known, it is difficult for him to find a decent job, and he feels a little bit more timid than his nostalgia.

Later, time and space were chaotic. After he got the "Super Teacher System", he entered Zhiyuan. Originally, he thought he would be able to catch a wave of horseshoes, but he didn't expect...

According to the address given by his younger brother, Confucius and Mencius called an electric three-wheeler and went straight to the People's Hospital of Wei County.

"brother!"

At the entrance of the stairs on the 8th floor, his younger brother Kong Ren looked depressed.

Unlike graduating from Confucius and Mencius University, Kong Ren's academic performance is average, and he insists on dropping out of school before graduating from high school to work at home. It is useless to persuade the family.

Even though he is two years younger than Kong and Mencius, his dark face and rough skin will always be mistaken for the boss.

Nodding, Confucius and Mencius entered the ward first, and then he saw the familiar figure.

Kong Mu was lying on the bed, her face, which had been vicissitudes of life due to work, was now more haggard.

"Doctor said..."

Confucius and Mencius waved his hand to calm him, and then caught his mother's pulse. He was soon relieved.

The problem is not big.

After thinking about it, Confucius and Mencius stretched out his hands and gently pressed back and forth at the acupoints of his mother, Neiwaiguan and Baihui.

About 1 minute later, Kong Mu who was lying on the bed suddenly took a breath, and then slowly opened her eyes.

Her voice intermittently: "Renzi, don't tell your brother about family affairs. It's not easy for him to be outside... Ah, Mencius? When did you come back?"

Hearing his mother called herself "Mencius", Confucius and Mencius couldn't help but twitch. This title... so embarrassing!

However, in this situation, he just said: "Mom, your illness is caused by overwork. Pay attention to rest. I'll get you some restorative and nourishing medicine for a while, and you can recover in half a month."

"Oh, okay, my Mencius has gained a lot of talent." After hearing what her son said, Kong mother nodded.

The two said a few more words, and Mother Kong closed her eyes tiredly, but this time she was not in a coma, but asleep.

Carefully cover his mother with the quilt, Kong and Mencius winked at Kong Ren.

Following Confucius and Mencius out of the ward, Kong Ren asked in surprise: "Brother, when did you understand medical skills?"

Kong Meng gave her mother a pulse massage just now, which made her wake up quickly, which was incredible to Kong Ren.

Although Kong Ren did not go to school, he still knows what he studied in the university. His brother majored in Chinese language and literature, not Chinese medicine and massage.

Confucius and Mencius didn't want to talk more about this. He now cares more about the words his mother said before waking up.

"What's wrong with our family?"

"This one……"

Kong Ren was a little embarrassed. In fact, his father was not allowed to tell Confucius and Mencius about Kong's mother's illness.

Kong and Meng glared at him: "It's about time, how long do you want to hide it from me?"

After he finished speaking, his tone slowed down: "Xiaoren, we are a family. No matter what difficulties we encounter, we should all be responsible.

I believe that as long as you and my brother are twisted into a rope, even if the sky falls, they will be able to pass safely."

When Kong Ren heard the words, he suddenly cried.

The crying became louder and louder, and the pressure accumulated in my heart in recent days finally found a catharsis.

Confucius and Mencius were not anxious when he saw this, he knew his brother needed time.

Sure enough, after five minutes, Kong Ren's voice finally became quieter, he shook his head and said:

"Brother, it's not that I won't tell you, but that even if you know it, it won't help."

Confucius and Mencius didn’t think so: “If you don’t tell me, how can you know that I can’t help it?

"I... well, it happened with the 500 acres of purple grapes in our house."

Confucius and Mencius was taken aback. Of course he knew that his parents had contracted 500 mu of land to grow grapes.

After his younger brother Kong Ren dropped out of school, in order to find something to do for him, Kong's father discussed with the village chief and contracted 300 mu of wasteland in the east of the village.

For this, the Kong family also borrowed 200,000 yuan from the bank in addition to their savings for many years.

Fortunately, the normal school where Confucius and Mencius attended does not have tuition fees. He usually tutors people, and with various scholarships, he can guarantee basic living. Otherwise, the family will not be able to make money.

The effort paid off, and the purple grapes planted by the Kong family won a bumper harvest in the first year.

Because the varieties are rare and rare, they will be sold out before they are picked. After deducting the capital and bank interest, the net profit is 150,000.

Having tasted the sweetness, Confucius made a decisive decision and immediately expanded the original 300 acres to 500 acres.

Without any surprises, the profit of 150,000 yuan instantly doubled in the second year, and the old brick house of the Kong family became a three-story small building...

Now that he heard that there was something wrong with Purple Grapevine, his heart followed closely. This is the lifeblood of the whole family!

"Could it be that the grape production has been reduced this year?"

Kong Ren shook his head: "That's not true. In fact, the weather this year has been smooth and the output is 20% higher than last year."

"that……"

"The problem lies in the increase in production!"

Kong Ren said frustrated: "Brother, you never come back, don't know, other people see our family making a lot of money growing grapes, and they follow suit.

Now the land in seven or eight villages is full of this stuff, and the price has dropped directly from the original 8 yuan a catty to 80 cents..."

After listening to Kong Ren, Kong and Meng finally knew why his mother fainted.

8 yuan dropped to 80 cents, a direct drop of ten times. Not to mention making money, it is estimated that all the money earned in the past few years will not be enough.

Who knows that Kong Ren hasn't finished saying: "If it's 80 cents per catty, it's fine, I can still charge some costs.

But the current situation is that no one buys even 80 cents, and they can only watch them rot in the ground."

"Is there no other way?"

Although Confucius and Mencius was very frustrated when he heard the news the first time, but after calming down, his mind became alive again:

"Since I can't sell it, why don't you want other methods? For example, making grapes into cans, raisins, wine, etc..."

Grapes are different from crops that are convenient for preservation, such as wheat and corn. If they cannot be harvested and sold in a short time, large areas of decay will occur. This is also the root of family anxiety.

However, the ancestors began to domesticate this fruit from slash and burn. For thousands of years, there have been countless countermeasures.

Since dumping is difficult in a short time, why not consider making derivatives?

Moreover, Confucius and Mencius believes that since the younger brother chooses this path, the processing of derivatives should be put on the agenda sooner or later, so that risks can be avoided to the greatest extent.

Kong Ren smiled bitterly: "My dad and I also thought about this. The sales of canned grapes are average, and the raisins are not suitable because of the climate, so my dad means making wine.

Moreover, my dad had completed the various procedures for making wine three months ago, but some things were easy to think about, but it was too difficult to do."

Confucius and Mencius asked: "Too difficult? Where is the specific difficulty?"

Kong Ren: "It's mainly a technical problem. As you know, I didn't finish high school, and my dad was only literate. How to make wine is popular, and how to make wine is better. I don't understand at all.

After the registration procedure, Dad tried it with the old grapes from last year, but when he was sent for inspection, he was directly called back by the food supervision department, saying that the methanol content in it exceeded the standard.

Brother, I don't understand it. Isn't methanol only found in fake wine?Our wine is made from the best grapes by dad. How could it have methanol?

There is also the issue of money.

Regardless of the purchase of brewing equipment or the use of the site to hire workers, money is needed.

I've roughly calculated it. Don't even think about it without 500,000 yuan. Dad was planning to wait for the grapes to be sold before starting to prepare slowly.

But this year’s situation is so bad, and building a new house consumes a large part of the previous money, so..."

Confucius and Mencius thought for a while: "According to your plan, how much money is still lacking?"

"200,000!"

Confucius and Mencius were silent for a moment.

Although the salary of Zhiyuan Middle School is not low, his working hours are too short. 200,000 is still an astronomical figure for Confucius and Mencius.

But after a pause, he still said: "You don't have to worry about money and technology issues. I will find a way. Your task now is to discuss with your dad and arrange other things."

"But brother..."

Confucius and Mencius waved his hand: "No, but the season waits for no one. Once the money is in place, you must keep up."

"okay then!"

Seeing his brother so determined, Kong Ren nodded in agreement.