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They never considered the issue from this perspective.

It turns out that parents' literacy is helpful to their children's reading. Their minds were impacted by Zhang San's words, and the ideas in their brains were broadened a lot.

The people of Anping are similar to the original people of Huangxian.

Anping was a poor prefecture, and everyone was poor. Due to the severe drought, there was no harvest, so how could there be money to send children to school?

They also knew about the imperial examination, and they understood that once their children passed the examination and became scholars, they could become officials.

The land owned by officials is tax-exempt.

But living is already difficult, so how can they talk about studying? Paper, ink, pens and inkstones are too expensive, so they dare not even think about it.

Zhang San's words directly rekindled the desires that they had always longed for in their hearts.

In the past they had no money and no food, but now they have enough food to eat and can afford to buy charcoal.

Someone swallowed and expressed his expectations carefully:

"Will Anping also have a county school?"

The man who asked the question, Lu Liu, used to work in a steel factory. He worked there in the winter for the factory's heating, until the Chinese New Year when he had a few days off. He then came to the grain store to buy some grain to take back.

Lu Liu was wearing an old jacket. The jacket was rather torn, but it was covered with pudding-like patches, so it didn't look dirty and looked quite neat.

His eyes were bright, expressing the thoughts of the people around him.

Zhang San nodded:

"Of course, Anping County is the center of the entire Anping, and your county school should be called the prefectural school.

Huang County has a county school, and with so many factories here, you will also gradually prosper, and naturally you will have a prefectural school."

"Besides, almost everyone in Huang County can read a little. We are now carrying out a comprehensive literacy campaign. It will be the same when it comes to your turn."

Lu Liu listened to Zhang San's words and thought:

"But pens, ink, paper and inkstone are so expensive, we can't afford them."

As Lu Liu thought about it, the corners of his eyes drooped again.

"Who told you that pens, ink, paper and inkstones are expensive?"

"I remember that a piece of paper costs several taels, not to mention pens, ink and inkstone." Lu Liu opened his eyes wide, thinking about the prices of paper and pens in the shops he passed by before.

"???"

Zhang San was wondering whether he was from Anping or the group of people in front of him with wide eyes and innocent faces were from Anping.

He pointed helplessly at the paper shop opposite:

"It seems you have never been to a paper shop."

"The paper is too expensive. I don't have money. If I don't buy it, I might even be looked down upon."

Lu Liu lowered his head in embarrassment. A few years ago, he was kicked out of the paper shop in the same way, and was accused of dirtying the paper in the shop.

Lu Liu never went to the paper shop since then.

Besides, only children from wealthy families could go to the paper shop. Lu Liu thought about his own clothes and the slightly disgusted look they gave him, and scratched his head.

Zhang San was silent for a while. He looked at Anping's paper shop and spoke after a few seconds:

“In fact, the paper in Anping is not expensive. After Lord Mu came to Anping, the price of paper in Huang County and here has been very low.

A roll of paper costs only 10 cents, and it is whiter and better than the paper I bought in the paper shop before."

Zhang San thought that Lu Liu had never been to the paper shop, so he told him what he knew.

"When Lord Mu was in Huang County, he opened the county school, and we were worried about whether the tuition would be too expensive.

Apparently, compared to other places, 20 cents for tuition is not expensive at all.”

Zhang San paused, then said firmly:

"What the government has learned, not only your children will learn it in the future, you will learn it too. Moreover, the knowledge taught in the factory night school now is much more than what will be taught in the night school during the literacy campaign in the future."

"Anyway, you guys are now thinking that a woman without talent is virtuous, but you won't think that way in the future. I'm just telling you this: people are always changing."

Zhang San has always been mixed up with the people of Anping and has become the gossip intelligence agency of the county.

Zhang San didn't lie to them.

Many people listened to it.

After hearing that the paper shop in Anping had such cheap prices, Lu Liu's heart started beating fast as he thought that the provincial school would really be opened in Anping. He was obviously very excited.

Especially since his child would be able to attend the provincial school in the future, Lu Liu couldn't wait to go home early to share this good news with his wife.

If one can learn to read and write and enter the provincial school, he may become an official. For Lu Liu, this means that his own children may also have such a bright future.

Lu Liu works in a factory. Zhang San is right. There are many people in factories now, and Lu Liu is one of the people who studies the hardest in night school.

He thought that if his wife also worked in the factory, then the two of them could indeed teach their children what they learned in night school.

Lu Liu told his wife everything Zhang San said without missing a word.

Lu Liu's wife didn't think much about the fact that women couldn't show their faces in public. After hearing what her husband said, she also thought about finding a job in a textile factory and earning some money to supplement the family income.

What Zhang San said in the paper shop today was half instructed by Mu Qing and half Zhang San's own thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

He doesn't think women should stay at home and do housework. Zhang San has taken many classes in night school.

This falls within the realm of depriving women of their rights.

After Zhang San’s remarks, many more women started working.

On the other hand, this is also a way to save the country in a roundabout way.

Mu Qing rubbed his thighs where he had been sitting for a long time.

The road is long and arduous, and this road called gender equality took thousands of years in another parallel time and space before it truly saw the dawn.

Mu Qing let out a long sigh.

There was a constant cold wind outside the window, the paper-pasted windows and the low sound of the wind blending together. Mu Qing blew a breath into his hands. The year was coming to an end, and most of the factories had stopped production one after another.

The cold air gradually filled my sleeves. The charcoal fire in the distance went out at some point, and the chill spread to every inch of my body.

Suddenly, a warmth passed through my fingertips, and even the air around me became warmer.

Mu Qing blinked her eyes. She could not see any spiritual energy, but she could sense a hint of an atmosphere that she was once very familiar with.

A goose yellow cloak fell on his shoulders.

Shen Moyan entered the house silently, and the fire spirit energy was leaping in the house.

Mu Qing was impressed by the practicality of the spiritual power technique, and his hands and feet gradually became warm.

The factory was shut down, and Mu Qing gave Shen Moyan and Jiang Ji a holiday. He also told all the experimental personnel in the base to go back for vacation.

Wanqi Ziye didn't say anything, he was very concerned about the rest period, and if Mu Qing didn't supervise Xu Yu, Master Xu, and Cheng Yu, these scientific researchers who were always complacent would be in trouble.

They are so absorbed in academic research that they have long lost track of time.

The only ones left are the chosen workers like Mu Qing. She sniffed.

There seemed to be a trace of fire spirit in the room, and Mu Qing looked up.

Jiang Ji put a few pieces of charcoal into the charcoal basin, and the fire spirit spread in it. Mu Qing saw a cluster of flames leaping out of the charcoal basin and soaring high.

Mu Qing looked at his nose and his heart, pretending not to notice the untimely flame.

The room became much warmer. Mu Qing felt a little stuffy and quietly opened the window a little.

The three of them each occupied a spot in the room and did not disturb each other.

Mu Qing enjoyed a rare half-day of leisure. She had almost finished approving all the government affairs. She stretched herself, pulled a part of her cloak to her knees, and actually felt a little sleepy.