Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

"Pin and hang yourself, don't change for a hundred years--"

After saying that, stamp it with your thumb.

This is a common way of playing among modern children.

But it was the first time Zhang Jinlan saw him.

Just when she wanted to ask something.

Jiang Shoujia came over with his eldest son and his family.

"How come it's sold out so quickly? Come on, give me the backpack."

Several people took the backpack and bamboo basket from Zhang Jinlan.

"Our eggs are big, so many people buy them. What about you? Have you been to school? How is it?" After freeing her hands, Zhang Jinlan picked up her granddaughter and asked anxiously.

"I have already accepted Tongmu. You will move in tomorrow. You will go home once every ten days and stay for three days each time. The tuition fee is three taels of silver per year, and food and drink are extra. You also need to prepare a tuition gift for the teacher. Go buy pork tomorrow morning. The teacher of the school specifically said that you don't need to prepare six gifts, so buy more pork. Five catties should be enough."

Jiang Shoujia said slowly.

"It's really expensive, Tongmu, you have to study hard, read more books, and teach your brothers and sisters. By the way, did the school tell us what to prepare? A brush, inkstone, and inkstone? Do you want to buy some books?"

Zhang Jinlan took a breath of cold air.

She has thought that studying is expensive.

But I didn't expect it to be so expensive.

The annual cost of repairing the beam is three taels.

Not counting food and drink.

No wonder no one in the village sends their children to school.

In previous years, their family only saved two taels a year, and sometimes even less than two taels.

All three sons have to get married, there are so many mouths to feed in the family.

If anyone is sick, they have to ask a doctor to buy medicine.

Whenever the harvest was bad, we had to tighten our belts and live half-starved to get through the year.

"I have to buy them all, otherwise how will the children write? They also have to buy enlightenment books."

Jiang Shoujia is not like Zhang Jinlan.

Instead, he was very calm.

Before coming, he guessed that he would spend a lot of money today.

"Okay, let's go buy the things Tongmu needs first, and then buy cloth for Fubao. As for the butcher shop, we have to go there too. Five pounds of meat is a lot, we have to let them keep it. If you want to buy meat, buy good meat, half lean and half fat pork belly. The gift must be good, otherwise what should we do if the master makes things difficult for our Tongmu?"

Although Zhang Jinlan is stingy.

But he is very good to his grandson.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely study hard."

Jiang Tongmu, who was standing aside, always felt like he was dreaming.

It was clear that he was chopping wood in the mountains yesterday.

Why do I have to go to school today?

So, in the future, would he become a scholar who could compose a poem in three steps?

"Good boy, grandma doesn't ask you to pass the imperial examinations. As long as you study hard and can become an accountant in the future, grandma will be satisfied. Farming is hard. Grandma hopes that you can all live in the city in the future. Look, it's so nice here, so lively. You don't even need to cook when you want to eat, just eat some wonton noodles."

On the way to Youran Street.

Zhang Jinlan looked left and right.

There was great envy in his eyes.

The patriarch's youngest son works as an accountant in town.

I heard that the monthly salary is at least half a tael of silver, and food and accommodation are provided.

It's easy to save five taels of silver throughout the year.

Isn’t it much better than farming?

"We're here. This is the bookstore. The teacher just said that the sixth bookstore on Youran Street sells the cheapest books."

Jiang Shoujia stopped outside a bookstore.

Jiang Fubao looked up.

There was a plaque hanging above with four big characters "Moqing Bookstore" written on it.

"Sir, what would you like to buy?"

The waiter in the shop saw the Jiang family standing at the door.

Hurrying out to greet them.

"I bought my grandson some writing brushes, inkstones, and some enlightenment books. What were they called..."

The teacher told him so many things that Jiang Shoujia couldn't remember them all at once.

"But you are a student of Sanshan Academy?"

Seeing that he couldn't remember, the waiter asked tentatively.

"Yes, yes, my son studies in this school." Jiang Dahe replied quickly.

"That's the elementary education. Please come in and I'll get it for you to see."

The waiter was very enthusiastic.

After all, students who have just entered school buy a lot of things.

Unlike those poor students who come to the bookstore to read books all day without spending a penny and stay there for a whole day before leaving.

The kindness of the shopkeeper.

Don't chase them away.

"Come here, sir. These are elementary books. One is a formal edition. It's a little expensive, and it costs two taels of silver, but the handwriting is clear. The other is a handwritten copy, and it's cheaper, only one tael. Which one do you want?"

Jiang Fubao's eyes widened.

How expensive!

A book this thin weighs two taels.

Wouldn't it cost dozens of taels of silver to pass the exam and become a scholar?

No wonder there is not a single student in the village.

We are so poor that we can’t even get enough food to eat.

Only the clan leader's family has the spare money to send their children to school.

"Just a handwritten copy, it's pretty clear, and there's also writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone? Do you have any cheaper ones?"

Jiang Shoujia only knows a few simple words.

He flipped through the book.

Most of them don’t know each other.

I just looked at the words to see if they were clear, then closed the book.

The price of the book was more expensive than he had imagined.

"Okay, I'll go pick out some cheap ones for you."

The waiter didn't mind him buying handwritten copies.

Although his salary was fixed every month, the shopkeeper was kind and would give him a bonus at the end of the year if he earned more.

"Sir, please take a look. Although one corner of this inkstone is chipped, you can't see it unless you look carefully. I will give you two ink sticks as a present. They only cost one and a half taels of silver. And this paper has been dried after it accidentally touched water. It won't affect your use, but it doesn't look good. It only costs two hundred coins.

As for the brushes, our bookstore just got a batch of new ones. The old ones have been on the shelf for a long time. The shopkeeper said he wanted to sell them at a lower price, so I picked one for you. Do you think this is okay? It’s only sixty cents for you.”

The waiter introduced them one by one.

The Jiang family members didn’t know what was good or bad.

Jiang Shoujia took the lead and nodded, saying, "Then I'll take them all. Please calculate how much it costs."

"Okay! I'll calculate it for you right away. The handwritten book is one liang, the inkstone is one and a half liang, the paper is two hundred wen, and the brush is sixty wen. The total is two liang, seven hundred and sixty wen."

After the waiter finished the calculation, he looked at Jiang Shoujia and waited for him to pay.

next second.

Zhang Jinlan squeezed over.

In this kind of situation, she would naturally bargain.

"Young man, please give it a cheaper price. Look, it's so hard for us farmers to support a scholar. If we buy some things, it will be enough for us to save for several years. Otherwise, just give us the remaining money. Anyway, we bought so much, so you can consider the brushes and paper as gifts."

Zhang Jinlan's lips moved up and down.

The waiter was stunned by what he said.

I've seen other people bargain.

I've never seen such bargaining.

How can you round off the amount like that?

Good guy.

Just take two hundred and sixty cents and leave?

"This bookstore is not mine, so I really can't give you a discount. Our bookstore sells the cheapest books on this street, so the price can't be any lower. Otherwise, I'll give you five more sheets of paper. How about that?"

The waiter waved his hands repeatedly.

Rejected in seconds.

Zhang Jinlan will not compromise easily.

So the Jiang family took a step back.

Watching her 'fight' with the waiter.