Chapter 15 — Raising a Phoenix as a Chicken

“Parents Khuong Nac Nac, please come to school once.”

In the office. The homeroom teacher had a complicated expression.

"Khuong Nac Nac today lit a fire in the stadium, roasted seven or eight sweet potatoes, then sold them to his classmates for 5 yuan each. If they didn't bring money, he even gave them a credit."

Luc Tu Than: “…”

“She said, this is called starting a business.”

When I got home, Luc Tu Than told me this story, then started looking for sticks and sticks everywhere. I looked at Khuong Nac Nac, who was preparing to transform back into his original form to escape, and asked him if he was short of money. He had a sincere look on his face: "Mom, I'm learning by doing. Didn't you say that people must have a defense profession? I know that spitting fire and roasting sweet potatoes is the skill that makes me the fastest money right now." Me: "Mom told me to study along with practice, but she told me to take the Math exam to get past my bad score." Khuong Nac Nac mumbled softly: "You can still earn money by baking sweet potatoes, but you can't earn money by studying Math." I was almost made fun of by it. On the other side, Luc Tu Than had transformed back into his original form, carrying his stick and chasing after him. RUN OUT OF