Wang Jinyi told the stories to her mother as if she were telling a story, and then her mother wrote them down and organized them one by one.

Until Qing'er came and reminded her several times, the mother sent her daughter back to her room.

As soon as I came out of the room, I saw that the light in Wang Wendong's study in the east room was still on.

The mother put her hand to her lips:

"Shh, don't disturb my brother."

Wang Jinyi nodded vigorously.

The mother led her daughter to the door of the east room, and through the clear paper on the wooden lattice window, she saw the boy reciting an article.

When Wang Jinyi heard this, he wondered why he was still studying "The Analects. Questioning Government"? He had already finished studying all 20 chapters of "The Analects" more than half a month ago.

If it weren't for calligraphy and women's work that took up most of my time, I would probably have devoted all my energy to studying classics, and the pace of learning the Four Books and Five Classics would have been faster.

I had read "Mencius" roughly in my previous life, but due to the loss over the years, only 7 chapters were left. Now, my mother took out "The Complete Works of Mencius", and there were actually 11 chapters.

Now this is called real learning, because Wang Jinyi has never been exposed to it before and can no longer recite it by ear.

Wang Jinyi also needed to read in the morning, and then after her mother’s explanation, she would secretly review before going to bed at night. She would recite the lesson at dawn the next day, but she could only recite part of it.

My mother is still full of enthusiasm and will teach over and over again without getting tired.

Wang Jinyi is really fortunate that she has a mother who is both talented and emotionally stable.

In the days that followed, Wang Jin deliberately accelerated his creation and published several books in succession, describing the story of a woman's personal growth. Of course, she could only grow up to become a palace lady or a female doctor, and could not grow any further, because this dynasty did not give women the opportunity to work for society.

Soon, the first month's bill from Tai Sheng Rice Shop arrived, which made Wang Jinyi and Qingyu very busy.

What was sent was a running account, Qingyu, who didn't know how to split the accounts, let alone keep accounts. He could only check the total and calculate how much money he had earned, but the question was, how come after only one month of operation, the rice shop didn't make any money, but even lost money? !

But Wang Jinyi discovered a problem. The rent can be spread over different months. It cannot be deducted from one month, right?

Wang Jinyi and Qingyu worked secretly for two days and finally gave up.

Qingyu secretly went to find Zhu'er. Zhu'er naturally helped without asking any questions.

Soon, the accounts were separated into cost accounts and sales accounts, and Zhu'er also helped to manage them directly.

At this point, Wang Jinyi was convinced that her mother had no objection to her running the business, which was why she helped her so much.

That’s great, it’s such a relief!

Finally, I can start using Tai Sheng Rice Shop to do things.

Wang Jinyi first proposed a "couplet-collecting activity with prizes".

First, a large wooden board was made in front of the store. On it, "The brightest star in the night sky" was written vertically, and the second line was asked. When 50 people gathered, a prize would be drawn. Wang Jinyi was determined to reward the outstanding person who could come up with the second line with real money. Even if the participants did not win the prize, they could still get a discount on grain purchases.

In order to vigorously promote this event and make it known to everyone in the city, Wang Jinyi decided to break down the rewards into smaller and more tiered categories!

Hehehe, even I feel that the level-based rewards are a bit tricky.

I also learned this method from my previous life. However, I don't intend to be too harsh. It will be enough to give out three prizes. I will also add an encouragement prize and give more places to promote the couplet-collecting activity.

Good! The plan is complete! It can be implemented.

My brother helped write the vertical axis, Zhu Yu passed it on, and all that was left was to wait for news.

Wang Jinyi looked forward to it eagerly every day, imagining that there would be many people vying to take part in writing the second couplet.

But after another ten days, the account book of Taisheng Rice Shop was delivered, and the specially prepared notebook for recording the information of the second couplet was also delivered. Wang Jinyi was eagerly looking forward to it, but when he saw that only three people participated in the activity, and most of them were illiterate, they made up the second couplet at random.

Wang Jinyi pressed his philtrum and tried to save himself.

Don't rush, don't rush, take your time, don't rush, didn't you expect this from the beginning? Besides, it's to expand your reputation, so it takes time...

Wang Jinyi's persuasion was quite effective, and she finally comforted herself from her grievances...

Wang Wendong has now started to immerse himself in learning and is completely unable to extricate himself.

Whenever his little sister was moving forward so fast that he couldn’t catch up with her every day at school, and even doubted his own IQ, Wang Wendong secretly asked his mother:

"Mother, when you had your sister, did you ever eat the elixir?"

The mother was stunned at first, but then she understood and replied with a smile:

"I took the magic pill when I was pregnant with you, and after you were born, I thought you were smart and clever, so I took another magic pill when my sister was born.

Look, your sister is as obedient and smart as you."

"But I'm not smart at all."

“My Wendong is smart, but not in the same way as my sister.

You are very good at calligraphy, but your sister is not.

My sister is very good at memorizing things, you just need to work harder to be able to memorize them too."

"No, mother, I think my younger sister is better than me. There are many people in the private school who are spreading the stories written by my younger sister.

My sister is still so young, but she has already become famous and honored her family, while I am still nothing. "

The mother put down the account book in her hand and comforted her son seriously as if she was just chatting casually.

The son will inevitably feel pressured when facing a younger sister who is younger than him but more capable than others.

In the room, Wang Jinyi, who was outside the door, heard the conversation between his mother and brother clearly. He lowered his head, stood silently in front of the door, and listened for a long time.

He took the nanny to the yard and went to the swing that had just been set up.

The nurse carried the young lady onto the large rattan chair and gently pushed her. Wang Jinyi tightly grasped the ropes on both sides. The swing began to swing slowly.

Wang Jinyi fell into deep thought: I should stop for a while. My brother is under too much pressure and has even reached the point of self-doubt.

You have to plan your future goals.

There is an urgent need to create, and we need to continue writing storybooks. Rice Shop needs to work hard to spread its name, and Rice Shop needs to get back on track as soon as possible.

You have to make a stable profit, the minimum requirement is not to waste money. And you have to learn calligraphy, you have to learn the characters as quickly as possible.

You can't just write with ink dots all the time, at least you have to be able to use the pen freely...

When the mother walked out of the house with her depressed son, she saw her daughter sitting on a swing in the sunshine-filled courtyard, under the shade of the trees, with her skirt and hair fluttering gently in the wind and a faint smile on her face.

The breeze and sunshine seemed to serve as a foil to the little girl. She just pulled the rope tight and swayed gently on the swing.

The birds in the trees and the butterflies flying by embellish this beautiful scene.

The swing made a squeaking sound, as if singing a happy song.

It is rare for a mother to see her children enjoying such freedom and leisure.

The mother patted her son.

"Wendong, go play for a while too."

"Mom, I still have homework to do." Wang Wendong went back to the east room.

Even the stupid bird has to fly faster.

"Mother, mother, I have something to ask you."

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