A time-travel story of a peasant girl getting rich

"Why do you need so many people? There are only two shops."

"Who said I can only open two stores? I can open stores in other counties, prefectural cities, and maybe even in the capital in the future. These people are all future shopkeepers."

"Oh, you have quite a lot of ambitions. Dad is waiting for you to open shops all over the Great Xia Dynasty."

Lin Xiaomi glanced at her silly father and knew that he didn't believe her. She was confident in her craftsmanship, and with the support of the Marquis' Mansion, she didn't dare to say that she could open the shop all over the Great Xia Dynasty, but she was still very confident that she could open the shop all over the city.

After returning home, she did not even have time to eat. She found the carpenter on the farm, gave him the drawings of the molds for making snacks that she had drawn, and marked the sizes she needed on paper.

When the farmers came, the men learned to read, calculate, and do accounts, while the women learned to make snacks.

"What are they doing?" Wang asked in confusion, looking at the pictures.

"Your daughter asked Zhuangzi for dozens of people. They will come tomorrow. I guess they are here to tinker with those things."

"Xiaomi, come and eat first!" You can't do anything in a short time. You are in the growth stage, how can you be hungry? I don't know if it was because I was hungry when I was a child that damaged my foundation. I have been carefully cared for so many years, but I haven't gained any weight and I am not tall. I am so thin and small, it makes people feel distressed.

Wang called a few times but no one came, so she went to her room herself and took her out to eat.

Lin Xiaomi who was dragged out: ...

After meal.

"Dad, go find a teacher tomorrow to teach these people. Don't be too pedantic. All we need is for our people to be able to read and do accounting."

"Okay, I'll go and ask around tomorrow."

"No rush, they won't be here until tomorrow, and they need two days to get used to it. Dad, you have to go to the clan leader tomorrow. We haven't told him about building the school yet."

Lin Dashan: ...He really forgot about this.

"Dad, this school is for the clan. Therefore, all the children of the Lin clan can start education at the age of 5 and study for free until the age of 12. As for the children of other surnames in the village, they have to pay half of the tuition, and the children from other villages have to pay the full fee."

"How big should it be? How much money are we prepared to spend?"

"We'll build all of them into big brick and tile houses. The clan leader can decide how big they should be. Houses don't require much silver, but books are expensive."

Isn't it expensive? If each child gets one, it will cost a lot of silver.

"We have free tuition, but where are the books?"

Lin Xiaomi pondered, if I buy the same books every year, it would be too expensive. And if I have the same expenses every year, maybe someone will take advantage of the situation. Human nature cannot stand the temptation.

"We will buy a batch of books for everyone to borrow. If the books are borrowed by the school, the family must pay a deposit, and if they are damaged or lost, they need to pay compensation. Of course, families with the ability can choose to buy books themselves. In this way, the books can be used repeatedly and reduce expenses. As for pens and ink, the school will set up scholarships. Those with excellent grades will be awarded pens and ink, and others can buy them by themselves. If you don't study hard, affect others, and make trouble in the school, you can be expelled from the school if you are under the age limit."

It is impossible for her to bear all the expenses. If she keeps giving, people will not only not be grateful, but will also think it is their due. There should be rewards and punishments, and they should pay a little, so that everyone can be better restrained and cherish the opportunity to study. Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are a member of the Lin family, and you can waste seven years in the school. The teacher's salary is not a small amount.

"You are so thoughtful. Dad plans to use 1000 taels to allocate a larger piece of land in the village and build a bigger one. After buying the books, the rest will be left with the clan leader. He will pay for daily expenses and keep accounts in the future. What do you think?"

1000 taels may seem like a lot, but it may not be enough to buy all kinds of books for a school. Just filling up his bookshelves would cost more than 1000 taels.

She felt very good.

"You all listen to dad."

Lin Dashan felt relieved after receiving his daughter's approval.

"Xiaomi, my teacher wants to ask Fugui to teach me. What do you think? Although Fugui didn't pass the exam to become a scholar, his knowledge is not bad. Most importantly, he has good patience and a righteous heart."

Thinking of Lin Dahe, he felt depressed. Although he was his biological brother, he didn't dare to use him.

"Of course, if it's not enough, just find a teacher. As for the monthly salary, you can decide it with the clan leader." Speaking of which, Brother Fugui was her enlightenment teacher. His character was indeed much better than her fourth uncle, and he was also down-to-earth in his work.

The next day, Lin Dashan got up early again.

He first went to the city to find Zhao Zhongren and asked him to help find a reliable live-in teacher, and then went straight back to Linjia Village.

"Hey, Uncle Dashan is here!"

As soon as he got off the carriage (our Master Lin now also owns a carriage), the wealthy daughter-in-law spotted the person coming and immediately stood up to greet him.

The sound was quite loud, and other people at home came out when they heard it.

"Come in, come in! If you have anything to say, just send someone to tell us and we'll be there. It's worth your trip!" They welcomed him into the main room, and some served him tea and some handed him snacks.

Lin Dashan:......

He was a little overwhelmed by the sudden enthusiasm.