After the separation, the family had a lot of fish and meat every day, and the best was furious

Lin Ting moved the stool closer to him.

"What else can I do?"

“If you want to buy a painting that meets your needs in a short period of time, then spend a lot of money on it.”

Lin Ting's mind quickly processed the meaning of Shen Qingzhou's words. After thinking about it for a while, she roughly understood it.

"You mean, I have to pay a high price for a painting, and let people know what the subject is, so as to create competition and make them want to sell paintings to me.

And I can pick out the best one and spend a fortune on it, and I can buy the rest of the ones I like at a low price."

Shen Qingzhou didn't expect that Lin Ting guessed his intention so quickly, and it seemed like they had a tacit understanding.

"The students of Yangtai Academy are well-educated and proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but most of them are not very wealthy. If you ask for your favorite painting for 500 taels, there will definitely be a rush to get it."

"Am I crazy buying a painting for five hundred taels?"

Shen Qingzhou shook his head, tapping his fingers on the book on his lap.

"Have you forgotten? I can draw too!"

Lin Ting almost applauded Shen Qingzhou's idea.

"Shen Qingzhou, I originally thought you were an honest person, but I didn't expect you to be so scheming.

Five hundred taels is a gimmick, but my favorite painting will always be the one you drew.

By then, other people's paintings will have no value. I can use everyone's hard work as an excuse and take advantage of the market price to buy a few more paintings I need.

Hahahaha... Shen Qingzhou, I'm lucky to have you. I'll do this tomorrow."

Shen Qingzhou was delighted, and he straightened his chest and sorted the books around him with satisfaction.

"When you go to the county tomorrow, take me with you!"

Lin Ting turned to look at him: "What are you going to the county for?"

"I asked driver Hu to take a letter to the dean of Yangtai Academy. He's going to take care of some things tomorrow. I want to return to the academy early."

Shen Qingzhou has been reviewing for some time, and his legs are walking longer and longer every day.

As long as he persists in doing rehabilitation training every day, he will be able to stand up in about half a year.

Besides, he couldn't help much if he stayed at home, so it would be better for him to go to the academy to study, and maybe he could catch up with the autumn examination next year.

"Okay! I'll take you there tomorrow."

Shen Qingzhou looked at her, then said nervously: "If I go, you will have to support me. Will you dislike me?"

Lin Ting raised his eyebrows and smiled: "When you wrote letters to support me, did you also despise me?"

Shen Qingzhou didn't say anything. It wasn't that he disliked her, but he was a little tired. After all, one of them was crazy and the other was disabled, so who could dislike whom?

"I never have!"

Lin Ting nodded: "Then I won't have it either! Well, I have things to do, you can read this book by yourself."

Lin Ting found some pieces of paper and designed a simple teahouse by himself. He also wrote a catalog of tea categories.

When the time comes, make some samples first, take them to the stall and give them to people to try to increase their popularity.

The next day!

Lin Ting helped Shen Qingzhou onto the carriage. There was a ladder, so they just had to help him get up and down. However, he couldn't stand for long, so he had to sit in the wheelchair.

On the way, Shen Qingzhou handed a written paper to Lin Ting.

"have a look!"

Lin Ting took it and opened it. It was a plaque designed for her by Shen Qingzhou. The two words "Tea Language" were written gracefully and elegantly, not at all like the sharp strokes he usually used in his writing.

Moreover, the design style is very advanced. When Lin Ting saw it at first glance, he had the idea that Shen Qingzhou was also a time traveler.

"Your strokes are all inspired by leaves. How did you come up with this inspiration?"

Shen Qingzhou felt the breeze blowing from outside the car: "Don't you always want to be novel? This inspiration comes from the wind and nature. The wind blowing through the leaves is like giving the leaves a soul.

Therefore, these two words should have the vitality of life and the artistic conception of tea."

Lin Ting liked the two characters designed by Shen Qingzhou very much, so he kept them and waited until he got to the county to find someone to use them to make a custom plaque.

After arriving at the county government office, Shen Qingzhou was first sent to Yangtai Academy, which was located in a relatively remote location in Wenzhu County.

Lin Ting only accompanied him to the gate. For the rest of the time, he went in by himself, carrying a bag on his back and sitting in a wheelchair.

Shen Qingzhou turned his wheelchair and entered the academy. This was where he had studied for half a year when he passed the imperial examination.

The then dean Lin Yongnian accepted him as his last disciple and placed great hopes on him.

But he never expected that in just half a year, his legs would be disabled, he had no hope of becoming an official, and the Shen family simply gave up on him.

Even he gave up on himself. Master Lin had advised him before, but he told Master Lin that his legs would never be healed and it would be useless no matter how much he read.

But this time he wrote to Master Lin again, explaining his purpose, and Master Lin was still willing to accept him.

The students of Yangtai Academy were all students and scholars. Suddenly, they saw a strange person like Shen Qingzhou in the academy and looked at him curiously.

Sitting in a wheelchair, it is obvious that he cannot walk.

But Shen Qingzhou's heart changed this time. He knew that he would get better. Facing this probing gaze again, he was no longer afraid, but calm and relaxed.

Lin Yongnian has a head full of white hair and is over 70 years old. All the characteristics of old age are engraved on him.

But such an old man still has a spirit of not admitting defeat, and his shrewd eyes give people a very serious feeling.

Lin Yongnian had been waiting for Shen Qingzhou in the academy for a long time and saw him turning his wheelchair over with both hands.

Lin Yongnian personally walked up to him and looked at his former most proud student.

"Master Lin, long time no see!"

Lin Yongnian sighed and pushed Shen Qingzhou to his study.

When the people in the academy saw the dean personally pushing Shen Qingzhou away, they all wondered who this person was.

How could the dean, such a serious person, push him away? But the fact was right in front of them.

In the study, Lin Yongnian sat in front of Shen Qingzhou, and couldn't help sighing when he thought about how he had wasted several years.

"Shen Qingzhou, how is your health now?"

"I'm almost recovered. As long as I exercise well in the future, I'll be no different from a normal person."

Lin Yongnian looked at his legs. He believed that Shen Qingzhou would not lie, and he was also ambitious.

"I heard you were writing letters to people in the county these years. Do you still write now?"

Lin Yongnian felt that Shen Qingzhou was wasting his talent when he went to write letters for people, but then he thought about it again, his family was not rich and he could only do this to make a living.

“Yes! I won’t write it now.

A lot has happened to me in the past few years. I got married and have a lovely daughter.

Now I come to study again, thanks to my wife's encouragement. It is also she who works hard to heal my legs, giving me hope of standing up again.

So, I also want to study hard and complete what I have not completed. "

According to Shen Qingzhou, the wife he married was indeed a woman of great sense of justice. It was not ordinary for a rural woman to have such a broad mind.

"A virtuous wife is worth more than ten thousand ounces of gold."