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Hong Shun had initially planned to find an opportunity to report to Yi Laotou, hoping he could come to the rescue. However, Shi Tianyi's words had blocked that path entirely. Reporting to Shi Tian would undoubtedly put the blame on Hong Shun, and rather than creating misunderstandings between the master and apprentice, it seemed more practical for Hong Shun to endure some hardships.
Pingtou Ge and the others had finished their tasks and Sun Lang was called over by Shi Tian. The chili peppers that Hong Shun had painstakingly prepared could not go to waste; the hot pot was not just talk, and they would definitely enjoy it later.
"Master, the chili peppers are ready!" As he opened the door, Hong Shun emerged with a basin of chili peppers, startling Shi Tian and making him quickly cover his nose.
Upon closer inspection of Hong Shun, there were no tears or runny nose; his expression showed no signs of distress. Was this kid really not afraid of the spice?
"Shun Shun, isn’t it spicy? You’re not choking, are you?" A glance into the small kitchen revealed no signs of chaos; it looked as if no fire had ever been lit, with all the utensils neatly arranged.
"Shishu, I fixed the range hood for you. It’s not spicy at all," Hong Shun replied, bringing the chili peppers in front of Shi Tian while still trying to impress him.
Exchanging glances with Shi Tian, a playful expression crossed Shi Tian's face. "You fixed the range hood? Then you’ll need to charge your Shishu for maintenance. Four bucks for a service call; since you’re family, just charge me two bucks for materials."
Patting Hong Shun on the shoulder, Shi Tian smiled wryly. He had imagined that Hong Shun would complain to Yi Laotou or perhaps shed some tears while pretending to be strong. It was possible he might cry to Li Ziyu as well; packing up and insisting on going home wouldn’t be surprising either. But this kid had taken apart the range hood—Shi Tian didn’t even know what to say.
After inspecting the chili peppers that Hong Shun brought out, Shi Tian found them well-cooked despite being slightly underdone; he was quite satisfied overall.
With a bit of cleverness and adaptability, Hong Shun was proving himself capable. "Let’s go; I’ll teach you how to prepare the base for hot pot. Once you learn this skill, you’ll have a means to support yourself!" He nudged Hong Shun back into the small kitchen. After all these days of calling him 'Master', he couldn’t let it go to waste—an Iron Plate Squid was always a good dish.
As he closed the door, Shi Tian noticed a light bulb connected above the range hood and felt somewhat surprised. Hong Shun hadn’t even started middle school yet and hadn’t studied electricity; where did he learn this?
Even elementary school students rarely think of such methods; could this kid have learned from an electrician?
"Shun Shun, I’ll take you to handle your transfer application in a while. Once summer break is over, you can start middle school here and help take care of your Shiye after school." Without touching the wiring of the range hood, Shi Tian prepared ingredients while discussing plans with Hong Shun.
Yi Laotou seemed quite fond of this child. Having spent half a year with Yi Laotou, while it was too early to say he would achieve great things, at least he wouldn’t go astray.
"The tuition here is pretty expensive, right?" Shi Tian paused as he noticed Hong Shun counting his savings on his fingers.
"It’s not that expensive; it’s just a few tuna fish worth," Hong Shun replied confidently. "A few trips out to sea with your Shiye should cover it."
"Remember, if you catch a big fish like a Dajinqiang, don’t sell it yourself—let your Shiye handle it for you. Your thirty-sixth aunt specializes in this business; having your Shiye sell it will get you a much better price."
Teaching someone how to fish is better than giving them fish; let Hong Shun earn his own tuition fees. He needed to understand that rewards come from effort—money given freely is merely charity.
"I'll call Uncle Zhou tonight and ask him about the transfer procedures." As he squinted his eyes slightly, Hong Shun felt a pang of regret for the tuna he had just sold.
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