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Xie Songlin thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go. It's a good opportunity to see the world in Kyoto."

"It's still early. It'll be next year! It's a good time for you to help prepare. After we go to Kyoto, my brother and the others won't be able to give lectures here in the ancestral hall."

Xie Songlin nodded slightly. "I was thinking of that, too. Your mother and I have already discussed it today, so I'd like to tell you now. I want to convert this old ancestral hall where Lan'er and the others are currently attending classes into a formal school. I'll then invite specialized teachers to come over and offer classes in various trades."

Xie Wanxing was puzzled: "Hundred Trades Class?"

"Yes," Xie Songlin sat down and explained, "This school doesn't just teach people to study. In today's world, book knowledge alone is not enough. Not all children are suitable for taking the imperial examinations, and those who are left are not stupid. Perhaps they are geniuses in other areas. So we have to let them learn more practical skills. When the time comes, I will invite masters from all walks of life to give lectures, such as carpenters, blacksmiths, cooks, and even doctors. Let the children understand the ins and outs of each industry and choose what they want to do in the future."

Xie Wanxing's eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "Oh? That's great! Doctor Liu from our Baohetang is quite good! Although he's younger than the other doctors, he's very skilled in medicine, and he's also very humorous and witty. Everyone likes him. He's very suitable to be a teacher. I'll invite him for you when the time comes!"

Xie Songlin showed a relieved smile on his face, nodded repeatedly and said: "Okay, if you need a doctor, I will naturally go to your Baohe Hall to ask for one."

Xie Wanxing asked, "But, Dad, why did you suddenly think of opening a school?"

"I'm short of people, really short of them." Xie Songlin sighed and said, "Axing, I've been thinking about something these days."

Xie Wanxing tilted his head.

"As we discussed before, if we truly want to build a business empire in the future, we'll definitely need a lot of trusted people," Xie Songlin said slowly. "We've only opened one shop and two workshops, and my eldest brother and his close associates have already been assigned to other businesses. If we want to open more branches in other towns, we simply don't have the manpower to spare."

Xie Wanxing nodded to show that he understood.

"Some of the people working below are easy to deal with. We can buy them from the pawnshop or recruit them." Xie Songlin frowned slightly, a hint of helplessness in his tone, "But the shopkeepers who are in charge must be our own people. After all, they are in charge of all matters of the store, big and small, and they must be trustworthy. Recruiting people from outside is definitely not a good idea, and it's not a long-term solution. So I thought, let's start from within and slowly cultivate them."

"So you think that the people in Murakami are trustworthy?"

Xie Songlin straightened up slightly, his eyes revealing determination and confidence. He said, "I think it's credible. In fact, I've done a lot of private research these days. You know, most of the people in our village are retired soldiers of the Cheng Ling Army. They once fought side by side on the battlefield, experienced life and death, and are all grateful to King Cheng Ling."

"People with a grateful heart are the least likely to betray and will stick to their bottom line. These orphans of martyrs and the children of the villagers, who grew up in such an environment and have been influenced by it, are all people with conscience and who know how to be grateful."

Xie Wanxing listened to his father's words, nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Because these people are grateful, they will be more loyal and trustworthy. So, should we pay for the school?"

Xie Songlin said, "If these children complete their studies, they can be given priority to work in our own industries. This will not only provide them with a good place to go, but also cultivate talents for our own industries. As for the money to run this school, we will take a portion of the annual profits of the workshop and put it into the public treasury. This can also be considered as doing something good for the children in the village."

"Well, doing good is indeed doing good. Trust in relationships is one thing, but we still have to be on guard against the necessary things. I know everyone is a good person, but there might be one or two loopholes." Xie Wanxing spread a piece of paper on the table and pointed. "Sign a contract. Those who learn a craft in the academy must first work in the Xie family's industry after completion. Contracts with longer terms will receive higher salaries, while contracts with shorter terms will naturally receive lower salaries, but they cannot be less than five years. This will ensure a return on our investment and be fair to both parties."

Xie Songlin looked at his daughter, his eyes full of praise. "You've thought it through very carefully. This matter is indeed important. Some things really can't be maintained by feelings alone; they must be governed by rules. I'll go find a few lawyers and ask them how to formulate this."

Xie Songlin said calmly, "You guys won't be going until next year anyway, so it's still early. I've already started looking for this teacher. The new shop will be finished, so Dachun will have some free time. He can then lead people to build a school next to the ancestral hall."

Xie Wanxing said with a smile: "Thank you, Boss, for being so generous. Have you made a lot of money recently?"

Xie Songlin made a smug expression while deliberately suppressing the corners of his mouth. The slightly raised eyebrows and the smile in his eyes betrayed his inner joy: "Not bad, not bad, low-key."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Xie Songlin noticed something next to the spiritual spring water.

Xie Wanxing looked up and replied, "Oh, that, the watermelon frost I made."

Xie Songlin was surprised: "You can do this?"

"Of course I can. This thing is very simple." Xie Wanxing said proudly, "My master has had a mouth ulcer recently. It just so happened that I was studying watermelon frost some time ago. As a disciple, of course I have to do my best."

Xie Songlin took a closer look and saw that it was a pile of processed watermelon pulp mixed with some other powdery substances, emitting a faint fragrance.

"I think you've eaten too much watermelon. How much of this watermelon rind have you eaten?" Xie Songlin looked at the watermelon rinds on the ground.

Xie Wanxing chuckled: "Yes, I ate a lot."

She continued, "I'll write the recipe down for you when the time comes. You can find someone to make it in bulk and sell it at Xingbao Pavilion, or even Baohetang. This stuff works quickly and has a large market. Many people suffer from mouth ulcers, and drinking herbal soups is too slow to work."

"How did you do this?" Xie Songlin picked it up with his hand.

Xie Wanxing also came over and began to explain enthusiastically: "The production process is simple. Get a big watermelon and scoop out the pulp, trying to scoop it out as cleanly as possible. Then fill the empty watermelon with sodium sulfate, and control the amount. After filling, hang the watermelon in a well-ventilated and cool place to let it ooze out the juice naturally."

She picked up a small brush nearby and gestured gently, continuing, "Once the juice has seeped out, a layer of white frost will slowly form on the inner surface of the watermelon rind. This is the watermelon frost. At this time, you have to use a small brush to carefully brush off the frost and collect it. This is a delicate job, and you have to be gentle, otherwise the frost will break or fall off."