Only Lin Wan knew that beneath the seemingly gentle and scholarly facade was actually a playboy who enjoyed playing with emotions. Whenever he encountered someone as hard to deal with as Lin Wan, he would straightforwardly turn hostile, accompanied by threats and intimidation, ensuring that she wouldn’t dare let her family know. In the end, she could only swallow her pride and suffer the loss. Li Liang saw this clearly and targeted those from affluent backgrounds — in her past life, Lin Wan was swindled out of quite a bit of money by him.
Thinking of this, Lin Wan was so eager to go up and give him a good beating right now. Reason told her she couldn’t; in this life, she only wanted to live well with Han Yi and didn’t want to get entangled with those who harmed her in the past life. Of course, if there was a chance for retribution, that would be great, but if not, she didn’t want to provoke any unwarranted trouble.
It was then Lin Wan remembered that Ye Qing seemed to attend the same school as him. Ye Qing should have reported to school this summer, right? In her previous life, when she was in her first month of college, Ye Qing came to visit her.
Almost a semester had passed, and Ye Qing hadn’t come to see her. She hadn’t gone to college either. After her rebirth, many things were different from her past life.
Putting Li Liang aside, his talent in painting was quite exceptional. Teaching them was more than adequate. With the lessons from her past life, Lin Wan didn’t want to have much contact with him. She thought about skipping his classes whenever possible, as her painting skills were decent enough.
After attending Li Liang’s class for two weeks, Lin Wan rarely asked him questions and had spoken no more than three sentences to him.
However, Lin Wan noticed that Li Liang seemed to have set his sights on a female classmate. Lin Wan knew this classmate worked at a textile factory, had been married for less than a year, and usually dressed very fashionably and spoke gently. Her personality was very soft, and it seemed like she came from a good family and hadn’t faced much hardship.
Lin Wan quietly prayed that she would guard her heart and not be deceived by Li Liang’s appearance.
However, for the next two weeks, Lin Wan didn’t attend Li Liang’s classes. First, work was too busy, and second, there was a problem at the clay pot restaurant.
The landlord wanted to take back the house and asked to do so within a week.
"Xiao Wan, you still have to look after the store and attend school, so don’t worry about this. Mom has learned this knowledge for so long, not in vain. They just see our business doing well and want to take it over themselves. It seems they want to learn everything from our store, including our skills. Mom has thought it over: since they want to learn, they should pay tuition. Mom just isn’t sure how much to charge. Give Mom some advice."
Lin Wan agreed with Liang Hongmei’s idea. In her view, as long as someone is determined, even if you keep things tightly wrapped, people can still learn from you. So it’s better to sell it and make money.
The store belonged to someone else. If they wanted it back, shops like theirs had no choice but to vacate. It was hard to find another shop nearby on short notice in these times.
"Those tables and chairs in the store belonged to them anyway. For the pots and kitchen equipment, if they want them, let them have them for fifty. If they want to learn our clay pot recipes, charging five hundred for the six types isn’t too much. If they’re paying five hundred, let’s sell those items for thirty."
"Five hundred might be too much. Those clay pot dishes are simple; everyone in their southern region knows how to make them."
"Mom, what we’re teaching them is beneficial for a lifetime. Five hundred is already very little. They won’t lose out; once they do well, they can open stores nationwide. This small amount is an investment for them." Lin Wan had already quoted a low price; her internal thought was to at least charge them one to two thousand.