Koi baby helps his mother farm and becomes the richest man

Soon, Zhao Hu returned home excitedly: "Master Zhou agreed!"

He quickly packed his luggage, "Master said we have to leave early in the morning!"

Aunt Zhao and Qin Ying also hurried to help him pack his luggage. They brought three pairs of straw sandals for him to wear over his cloth shoes. This not only protected the cloth shoes inside, but also provided some warmth.

Another thing I plan to do is to prepare some dry food. I need to make a dry food bag and carry it diagonally on my back so that it does not affect my movement. I also need to carry a water bag with me.

Aunt Zhao also reminded him: "When you go out to work with adults, you must be diligent and quick-witted."

"Oh my god," Zhao Hu scratched the back of his head, "It's okay to be diligent with your hands, but what do you mean by diligent with your eyes?"

Qin Ying chuckled: "What mother means is that you have work in your eyes."

Aunt Zhao feels like her hands are itching to hit her. She really can’t stand not beating her son for a day!

Zhao Hu smiled innocently and said, "Sister, don't worry, I know everything! There are so many people around the adults. If I don't behave well, how can the adults see me?

"I've already thought about it. I'll make myself familiar to you, sir. When you return to the city, maybe I can work with you.

"Apart from anything else, if Brother Xu and I can master martial arts, we can at least become yamen runners, right? Then we can eat the emperor's food!"

He nudged Aunt Zhao again with his arm and said, "Mom, do you think this will bring honor to our family?"

Aunt Zhao's nose felt sore, she raised her hand to wipe her eyes, and nodded vigorously: "Yes, it brings honor to the family!"

Once the time was set, the days passed quickly and it was time to set off. Everyone in the Zhao family, except An An, got up early.

Zhao Hu put on a thick cotton coat, carried a bag of dry food, and a simple bag on his back, then excitedly went to his western neighbor.

Zhou Yu and others had also packed up. Seeing him arrive, Zhou Yu nodded slightly, counted the number of people, and left Tongshutun in the dim morning light.

Aunt Zhao quietly sent them out of the village, and only after watching the group of people gradually walk away did she return home, wiping away her tears.

Qin Ying didn't go with them because she had to look after her child. But when Aunt Zhao, who was in a low mood, arrived home, she saw her in a daze and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong, Yingzi?"

Qin Ying picked up a pile of books and said, "Mom, these are what Mr. Zhang just sent over. He said he heard I was teaching Hu Zi to read, so he specially collected them."

"Oh my!" Aunt Zhao no longer cared about being sad. "How...how can this be possible! This book is so expensive!"

"That's right," Qin Ying was also in a dilemma, "people gave it to us out of kindness. If we insist on not accepting it, it would be too ungrateful; if we accept it, it would be too expensive.

"It's a pity that we don't have paper and pen at home, otherwise it would be nice to copy it down and return it."

Aunt Zhao suddenly slapped her thigh and said, "That's right! How could I have forgotten this? Yingzi, there's no need to copy. Can't you read? Why don't you just memorize the book first and return it later?"

"You always take good care of things, so nothing will be damaged."

Qin Ying couldn't help but laugh: "I was confused!"

"Anyway, there's nothing to do right now. You can read more books during the day," Aunt Zhao said decisively. "I'll take care of An An. Our An An is easy to take care of. I'll take her out to visit friends more often during the day."

"When she falls asleep, we two will steal some time and finish all the work we need to do."

Qin Ying agreed with a smile.

The books Zhang Jinzhi sent were all introductory reading materials, and there was also a rhyme book, so she could look it up if she encountered any words she didn't know.

In fact, she had studied these reading materials when she was a child, and now when she opened them, she felt a long-lost sense of familiarity.

Aunt Zhao also prepared a small stone slab for her to practice calligraphy on with burnt firewood.

Qin Ying also cherishes this hard-won opportunity to study and learns eagerly.

In just half a month, I had memorized several books and picked up the forgotten words again.

She chose a day and went with Aunt Zhao to return the book, carrying An An.

Zhang Jinzhi was very surprised: "Have you finished reading it?"

"Yes," Qin Ying replied with some reserve, "These are books I read when I was a child. They are not difficult."

Zhang Jinzhi became interested and asked her a few questions. Seeing that she answered fluently, he was very satisfied and asked, "I have a few more books here. Do you want to continue reading?"

Qin Ying seemed to glow when she was reading. An An particularly liked that state of hers. At this moment, worried that she would miss the opportunity to continue studying due to various concerns, she answered first: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

Zhang Jinzhi looked at her anxious little face, couldn't help but smile, and reminded her: "Since you read books when you were young, you must know the benefits of reading.

"We won't stay here long, but before we leave, you can borrow any books I have available.

"If there's anything you don't understand, you can always ask me. I can't say I'm very knowledgeable, but I can still answer simple questions."

Qin Ying no longer hesitated, bowed to Zhang Jinzhi, and said, "Then please help me choose two books, sir. I will definitely return them as soon as possible."

"That's not right," Zhang Jinzhi shook his head and said seriously, "When it comes to studying, haste makes waste. If you want to study, you must study well, study seriously, and thoroughly understand it."

"Yes," Qin Ying agreed respectfully, "Thank you for your guidance."

Zhang Jinzhi smiled. "What kind of teaching is this? What are you studying for? Tell me so I can help you choose."

Qin Ying thought carefully for a while and asked, "Do you have any books about farming?"

"Not yet," Zhang Jinzhi said with a smile, "This is really difficult for me. But if you come across it in the future, I can keep an eye out and get you two copies."

Qin Ying thought for a while and asked, "Then... do you have the Qin County Chronicles here?"

"Yes," Zhang Jinzhi found the book and said, "I have several travelogues here, which are very helpful for broadening your horizons.

"If you hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't have remembered it either. There are a few travelogues that describe the local customs and practices, as well as the crops grown and local specialties."

Qin Ying was very happy: "Then let's borrow two first."

Zhang Jinzhi picked out two travelogues and gave them to Qin Ying along with the Qin County Chronicles. "Take it back and read it slowly. Look up any words you don't know. If there's anything you don't understand, just come and ask me."

"I will tell you everything I know."

Qin Ying thanked her again solemnly, and went home with Aunt Zhao, carrying the book.

An An heard the chicks' cries and didn't want to leave, so she went to look at the chicks for a while. The chicks had completely lost their down and had grown a lot bigger.

Although it is no longer as soft and cute as before, the temptation from food is greater.

An An's saliva was about to flow as she watched the two little chickens chasing each other in a small open space in the corner of the house.

Zhang Jinzhi thought the child was adorable, so she gave her some mixed chicken feed and asked her to feed the chickens herself.

While An An was feeding the chickens with a smile on her face, she was praying silently in her heart: Grow up quickly, I want to eat delicious chicken legs and drink delicious chicken soup!