I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

It was not even time for lunch when Su Zijin returned to Zhao Qiqi's home.

This was unlike Master Qu's usual behavior. He would usually stay until very late before letting Su Zijin go.

Seeing that he looked depressed, Santu came over to show concern. After all, Su Zijin had just taught him yesterday and had asked him to practice on such expensive paper.

"Master Su, what happened?"

"Don't mention it. Yesterday I asked you to copy a book for me, and the teacher found out. The most important thing is! He actually said that my writing is not as good as yours. It's so hateful." Su Zijin looked at Santu ferociously and angrily, wanting to kick him.

Santu took a few steps back cautiously, but he was secretly delighted in his heart. Could it be that he could write better than Young Master Su?

However, he didn't dare to show his emotions on his face. If he provoked this young master, there would be no peace.

What's more, he actually did this without knowing it. You know, these gentlemen are very particular about etiquette. If they misunderstand that he helped Young Master Su to cheat, I don't know how they will look at him.

In the eyes of the people in Gujia Village, being able to read, especially someone like Mr. Qu who looks knowledgeable, is very important.

Santu became a little depressed. Originally, he had thought of going to the headman's house to listen to how the teacher taught when his house was built and he was not so busy.

As far as he knew, many people in the village were standing outside the village headman's courtyard to listen to Master Qu's lecture.

Su Zijin didn't dare to have any other thoughts and resigned himself to his fate and started copying.

Second day

I saw that Gu Dazhui had arrived early, and he looked better than yesterday.

"Dazhu, today you will follow your brother Dashuan to do the house work."

Gu Dazhu was about to curl his lips, but he remembered something and controlled his expression in time.

"Yes, aunt."

The work on the house is almost done. It is a mud house, so there is no particularly troublesome construction.

Zhao Qiqi cleaned up the weeds in the field. The first batch of peppers planted were gradually turning red. They would be ready for harvest in a few days. There would be about 100 kilograms of them.

Zhao Qiqi went out to visit Master Qu. After all, she had also accepted money from the Su family. Moreover, she wanted to see if Master Qu could set up a school in Gujia Village, or allow some people of appropriate age to come and audit the classes.

Zhao Qiqi made some snacks, including the taro glutinous rice cake she made last time and brought it over. It was heard that when it was given to him last time, Master Qu also liked it very much, so this could be considered as catering to his preferences.

"Mrs. Dashuan, why are you here?"

"Li Zheng, I want to visit Master Qu. Can you please ask him if he is free?"

The village head readily agreed: "I just don't know if Master Qu agrees or not."

They all knew that Mr. Qu had a rather eccentric personality and his preferences were unclear.

The head of the village knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Qu, Dashuan's wife wants to visit you."

For a while, there was no movement inside.

The village head wiped the non-existent sweat from his head with some embarrassment: "Maybe Master Qu went out."

This was of course just a polite remark. They all knew that Master Qu stayed in the yard all day and didn't like to go out.

"Master Qu, Young Master Su lives in the peasant woman's house. I need to communicate with you about Young Master Su's affairs, otherwise I will not be able to explain to the Su family."

The courtyard gate was opened. It was the old woman who served Mr. Qu who opened the door.

"Please wait a moment, Madam Zhao. The Master will be out soon."

Mr. Qu is not young, but he is very energetic and has the temperament of a Confucian scholar.

"What do you want to see me for, Madam Zhao?" Mr. Qu sat down and the old woman quickly poured him a cup of tea.

Zhao Qiqi first placed the taro paste glutinous rice cake on the table: "This is for the master to have with his tea."

Zhao Qiqi put the things out. The white glutinous rice skin was filled with purple taro paste, which made people happy just by looking at it.

"Would the village head like to try it too?"

The village chief rubbed his hands and said, "Then I won't be polite."

He reached out, picked one up and put it in his mouth. It was sweet, so sweet!

You must put a lot of sugar in this, it's fragrant, sweet and sticky. Dashuaniang's cooking skills are really good.

Seeing that the head of the village had eaten, Mr. Qu also started to eat at Zhao Qiqi's invitation.

"Master Qu, I know you are educated. I am just a peasant woman and I don't have much knowledge. I can't say anything nice, but I am thinking that if Master Qu has the spare time, can he teach the children in the village? Of course, we can also pay for it."

Zhao Qiqi knew that Mr. Qu's bundle of silk must be expensive, so most of the villagers probably couldn't afford it.

The head of the village had stopped eating. He was also very concerned about this issue, but was too embarrassed to bring it up. If there really was a teacher in the village, there would surely be more scholars and juren.

This is a major event that will benefit the lives of the villagers in Gujia Village.

Zhao Qiqi and the head of the village looked at Master Qu nervously. Everything depended on Master Qu's decision. If Master Qu really didn't want to do it, then it would be fine. After all, Master Qu was not going to work too hard at his age.

Master Qu shook his head and said: "Most of the villagers have not received any enlightenment education, so it is difficult for them to keep up with the progress."

The head of the village's heart was in his throat, and he felt a little depressed when he heard the teacher's words. Yes, the children in the village basically have never been to school, and they may not have the talent.

"Madam Zhao, do you know that Zijin was punished yesterday?"

Zhao Qiqi was a little confused. It was impossible for Su Zijin to bring up this matter, so she didn't know about it.

"Master, please speak."

"It's not a big deal. It's just that Zijin was young and playful, so he asked your son to write his homework for him. It's not a big deal."

Now Zhao Qiqi understood. It was probably that kid Santu. Others didn't like to write, but he was the only one interested in these things.

"Although your son has not received any education and can imitate others, he has some talent."

This is meant to compliment Santu on his talent.

"He can come to take classes with Zijin. If the village needs him, he can be a lecturer to teach other children in the village. This is also a way to improve myself."

Santu has no foundation, and this method can help him consolidate his foundation and understand the truth.

Zhao Qiqi was very happy and thanked Master Qu repeatedly.

"I wonder how much the Master's 盤修 is, so I can send it to him."

Master Qu waved his hand and said, "Your son is just attending Zijin's class as an auditor. The money has already been paid by the Su family."

Zhao Qiqi and the head of the village smiled happily only after they left the courtyard. Zhao Qiqi was happy that Mr. Qu was a really good teacher. He was not rigid or harsh, and his teaching was in line with modern teaching concepts. He also truly cared about Santu.

Teaching and learning benefit each other.

The head of the village was also very happy. Regardless of whether it was Master Qu himself who taught or not, he could still learn Master Qu's real skills. He had to plan this matter carefully. If it was done well, Gujia Village would become more and more prosperous in the future.