Absolute Great Teacher
chapter-270

Chapter 270 True Intentions Revealed

“It can even summon a giant?”

After listening to Sun Mo explaining the effect of the giant medicine packet’s effects, Zheng Qingfang marveled in amazement.

“Although the giant cannot kill anyone, there’s still some minor danger. Hence, if Uncle Zheng wants to soak in a bath, it’s best to bring along a guard.”

Zheng Qingfang had wanted to invite Sun Mo to soak in a bath together. But by doing this, he might be mistaken as wanting to enjoy Sun Mo’s Ancient Dragon Capturing Hands. Hence, he didn’t take the initiative to make the invitation.

“Uncle Zheng, the complexion looks good. You best not change your diet and continue with it.”

Sun Mo activated Divine Sight. Because his proficiency level had reached the ancestor-grade, it automatically came up with a health maintenance plan when he looked at Zheng Qingfang. The health maintenance plan included diet, training, and even duration of his sleep. It was truly detailed and had considered all aspects.

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Sun Mo took out a piece of paper and wrote it down.

“Little brother, your words are quite beautiful.”

Sun Mo’s words were written in the blackboard-style. It simply meant how one would write on a blackboard. To the people of this era, it was new and interesting, but it definitely had no artistic value.

“Uncle Zheng, just follow your diet for three months more at least. Also, moderate the duration of your cultivation and you mustn’t stop half-way.”

Sun Mo instructed. He walked to Zheng Qingfang’s back. “Let me give you a massage!”

Zheng Qingfang originally didn’t want to trouble Sun Mo, but this young fellow directly placed his hands on his shoulder, and Zheng Qingfang immediately lost all will to resist. He felt like he was floating on the clouds, drifting away in comfort.

Sun Mo first used the living blood technique to clear the toxins in Zheng Qingfang’s blood. After that, he performed the whole set of massage techniques.

After he was done, Zheng Qingfang seemed to become a strand of noodle, simply leaning back on his chair like a cripple.

“Help your master over to the bathroom for a shower!”

With the help of the serving girl, Sun Mo washed his hands and face using a basin of water.

Half an hour later, Zheng Qingfeng appeared before Sun Mo again, feeling completely refreshed. Not only was his countenance ruddy, but he also felt very vitalized when he spoke.

“Magical, truly too magical.”

Zheng Qingfeng was filled with gratitude. “Little brother, it’s all thanks to you that I can continue living up until now.”

Ding!

Favorable impression points from Zheng Qingfang +100. Friendly (560/1,000). “Uncle Zheng is too serious.”

Sun Mo shook his head.

“Hehe!”

Zheng Qingfang no longer said anything. Sometimes, for some kindness, one would always remember it in their hearts. “Oh right, since you suddenly paid me a visit this time around, is it because there are some troubles? As long as I can resolve it, I won’t hesitate to help.” Zheng Qingfang wasn’t being too direct. Rather, he felt that given his relationship with Sun Mo, there was no need to be overly courteous. Sun Mo’s matters were his matters as well.

“A few trading companies want to make use of the farmers to threaten the Central Province Academy and increase the price of some sold goods!’

Sun Mo then explained everything. “Those unscrupulous merchants are still unsatisfied despite earning so much money. They truly deserve death for their crimes.”

Zheng Qingfang smacked the table after hearing this.

As someone who was a high official before, Zheng Qingfang would always consider the profits of the farmers first. After all, they were the base of a country. As for the merchants, they were like fat sheep. Once the country treasury ran out of money, they should kill some of the fat sheep. If the king was unhappy, he could also kill some fat sheep to vent.

“I feel that someone must be instructing them from behind to make trouble.”

Sun Mo gave a forewarning first because there was an 80 to 90% chance that the mastermind was Prince Li Zixing.

“Regardless of how much power they have, they should be prepared to be punished after doing a thing like this.”

Zheng Qingfang’s tone was very unyielding. His actions were also intended to let Sun Mo relax. (Don’t worry, I, Zheng Qingfang, will take care of this.)

“Uncle Zheng, actually I do have a motive. I want to help the Central Province Academy avert the crisis this time. But mostly, I still feel unfair for these farmers. Why are they earning so little despite putting a year’s worth of hard work to grow their crops and gather wood? Most of their money is taken by the trading companies who are acting as middlemen.” Sun Mo had seen too many of such news back in his world.

The watermelons, grapes, various fruits, and vegetables that were grown by the farmers were bought using a few cents by the trading companies. Because the purchasing price was too low, the merchants didn’t care even if there were a few rotten ones. But once the product was sent to the supermarkets, the cost would be extremely expensive when ordinary people want to buy them.

However, Sun Mo also understood that the trading companies would do this because of profit. Who would want to do a business that would generate no profits?

Naturally, Sun Mo couldn’t do anything in his previous world because the market was directed by demand and supply. But in the Nine Provinces, the government was the one with the say. If the government wanted to kill someone, they would kill someone.

“What do you want to do?”

Zheng Qingfang could tell that Sun Mo had an idea. Hence, he indicated that Sun Mo should speak. Sun Mo didn’t conceal anything and told his plan to Zheng Qingfang.

“Right, we will do things according to your way.”

Zheng Qingfang straight-forwardly agreed. Sun Mo achieved his objective. Thus, he bid his farewell and departed.

Zheng Qingfang had wanted to request a painting, but after seeing that Sun Mo was so busy, he was too embarrassed to make the request. Hence, he took out the Sanzhang’s Journey to the West Picture and Young Lady Spring Rain Portrait and continued admiring them.

If Zheng Qingfang didn’t admire these two paintings every day, he wouldn’t be able to eat or sleep.

After dinner, Zheng Qingfang got his servants to prepare the bathing water. “Get Qi`er over!”

Zheng Qingfang wanted to soak in the water together with his grandson, but who would have guessed that a servant came and reported that the little young master was practicing calligraphy.

“Practicing calligraphy? He is reading some trash book, right?” Zheng Qingfang coldly snorted. He wouldn’t believe that the little rascal would have the patience to practice calligraphy. He must have obtained a new erotic novel and was reading it.

If he was already learning such bad habits when he was young, what would happen if he grew up?

Zheng Qingfang came to his grandson’s study and had planned to berate him. In the end, he saw a little fatty standing before the study table and was seriously practicing calligraphy.

Huala

A gust of wind blew over. The paper on the table scattered all over the ground.

Zheng Qingfang lowered his head and looked. Although the words on the paper looked ugly, it was clear that his grandson had worked hard.

“It can’t be, right? He is really practicing calligraphy?” Zheng Qingfang was stunned. Besides, he discovered that his grandson was exuding a very serious aura that was extremely rare to come by.

The little fatty was fully focused. He didn’t even know Zheng Qingfang had arrived.

“What’s going on?”

Zheng Qingfang silently exited the room and asked a servant. Very soon later, he learned of the answer.

In the afternoon, the little young master had met Sun Mo in the study. After he went to the toilet, he closed himself in his own study and started to practice calligraphy.

“Sun Mo?”

Zheng Qingfang smacked his head in a vexed manner. (How did I forget about this? I can invite him to be a home teacher for my grandson!) Maybe, his useless grandson could change for the better under Sun Mo’s tutelage and become more sensible.

The little fatty Zheng Qi er was practicing calligraphy. As he practiced, he suddenly cried out.

“Boohoohoo, am I ‘crippled’ down below?”

The words little fatty was writing were from a book named (Jade X Group), an erotic novel. He was writing out the words from the most fascinating part, but he discovered he had no bodily reactions at all.

This…clearly he must be ‘crippled’!

(I haven’t gone to brothels before to experience the taste of famed prostitutes. No, this can’t do. I have to cultivate and train my body until my little brother can become as stiff as a rod.)

For the next few days, Zheng Qi er started to work hard in cultivation.

Sun Mo didn’t know that the great teacher halo he activated without intention had changed the lifestyle of a young man.

In the morning, the cries of the bugs and birds could be heard. Yet, they made the quiet atmosphere of the villa stand out even more.

Sun Mo was really fond of such environments. He got out of his bed and brushed his teeth. After that, he went to the backyard for his morning exercise.

“Teacher, are you here?”

Li Ziqi and Lu Zhiruo carried some food with them and knocked on the door.

“Why are you guys here?”

Sun Mo was surprised.

“Naturally, it’s to take care of Teacher’s food and necessities!”

Li Ziqi smiled. She went into the kitchen and not long later, a sumptuous breakfast was prepared. For this meal, she had specially learned some tricks and tips from her 5-star family chef.

Sun Mo then touched Lu Zhiruo’s forehead and opened that bronze treasure chest.

A time emblem appeared in his hand.

He was conflicted for a few minutes but eventually chose to use it on his Wind King Divine Steps. This was a body movement art. After learning it, it could allow his speed to quicken a few times.

Ding!

“Congratulations, your Wind King Divine Step’s proficiency level is upgraded to the expert-grade.”

The three of them enjoyed breakfast and went to the teaching building. After that, they split up at the entrance. The two girls went to listen to Teacher Yan’s spiritual beast control classes, while Sun Mo conducted a medical cultivation lecture. But halfway through the lecture, a huge commotion occurred in the campus.

A thousand people were shouting slogans, flooding into the campus.

“We have to take care of our elderly and children. No one cares if we die of hunger!” “The school leaders of Central Province eat meat, but we eat shit!”

“Get the logistics department head to scram. We don’t want a black-hearted school leader.”

These people wore yellow robes and were farmers. They now shouted together, exuding a sense of sorrow and indignance.

Swish!

A total of three hundred gazes in the classroom turned to Sun Mo.

Even the students knew that Sun Mo was the logistics department head.

“This time around, Sun Mo is going to be in huge trouble!”

“I heard that he forcefully rejected the three trading companies. Look, their revenge is here.”

“I wonder how he would solve this. If he doesn’t handle the situation well, his reputation would surely be damaged.”

The teachers were standing around and watching too.

An Xinhui who received the news immediately rushed over.

“Everyone, what are you all doing?”

An Xinhui frowned. If news about this were to spread, it would surely influence the reputation of the Central Province Academy.

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A few representatives walked out with helpless expressions. “Headmaster An, we are soon about to be unable to afford rice in our bowl. I heard that you agreed to the price increase, but the Department Head Sun rejected it?”

The one who spoke was an old man above 50 years of age. His name was Yu Sheng. The moment he spoke, he pulled An Xinhui into their camp and set Sun Mo up as a target. “Who told you guys there would be a price increase?”

Lian Zheng came and asked in an annoyed voice.

“Teacher Lian, we have always chosen the best products to send to the Central Province Academy promptly. Have we ever been remiss through these years? Now, on the market, the price of grains and vegetables has all increased. We are only following the market trend to raise the price a little. Are we not allowed to do so?”

Old Yu was very forceful. Although he was a farmer, he wasn’t afraid of these teachers. Because, even if they were unhappy with him, could they even hit him?

The identity of a farmer was a natural shield for Old Yu.

It was one thing if Sun Mo punched a merchant or cursed at them. But if he hit a farmer, his reputation would absolutely turn black the next day.

In the Nine Provinces, farmers were considered a disadvantaged social group that needed to be taken care of. This was what political correctness meant.