Chapter 40: Chapter 39:

On the second day after Zhao Dahu returned, early in the morning, he hired a

small laborer and walked around the village shouting drums and gongs, and then

went to another nearby village to repeat.

It was very successful to let people in Shili Baxiang know the news that

Huajia Village is going to open a school, and let interested parties bring

their children to Qu Qing for registration.

On the same day, Dahu Zhao was worried that Qu Qing had no expenses, so he

sent another 100 taels of silver, and said to Qu Qing: "There are 12 taels of

this year's tuition fees for hiring Mr. The expenses, sir, look at it, if it

is not enough, then discuss it with me again."

Qu Qing was a little surprised that he suddenly felt relieved to hand over so

much money to himself.

Seeing his doubts, Dahu Zhao said, "Something like buying books for a school

is not something that a rude man like me can handle. This matter has to be

troublesome for Mr. to go to the town's bookstore in person."

Qu Qing remembered the expensive book prices in this world, so he calmly

accepted all the money: "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I will never spend any

money on me, what I bought and how much I spent. , I will write a ledger for

you."

Dahu Zhao shook his head and said, "As the saying goes, you don't need to be

suspicious of people, and you don't need to be suspicious of people. Since I

gave all the money to Mr., then I completely believe in the character of Mr.

In fact, Dahu Zhao was still a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't want

to ask him to increase the price, so he thought of giving one hundred taels of

silver at one time, which could be regarded as a bribe.

Qu Qing didn't care about these things, and even if he really knew that Zhao

Dahu gave less money, he wouldn't care. One or two silvers was enough for him

to live on. Besides, his ultimate goal was to make money and become rich, so

it was bound to happen. He will need assistants or even partners. He has not

yet thought of what to do, but if he can really have a group of talents who

are created by himself in the future, and whose ideas and ways of thinking are

infinitely close to his own, then he thinks What are you doing, won't it be a

lot easier?

In the past few days, people have come to ask questions one after another, but

most of them retreated when they heard that they were in charge of writing,

ink, paper, and inkstone. Few really made up their minds to sign up.

It was Zhao Dahu and his wife who came to sign up with his son and daughter.

Zhao Dahu's son is already sixteen, his name is Zhao Huai, and his youngest

daughter is thirteen, his name is Zhao Xuan'er. Both children are dressed in

silk and satin, which is incompatible with the children in the village. Dad

praised the appearance of the students who had shaved their heads, and was

vaguely despised by two points.

With a smile on his face, Qu Qing took out a piece of paper as usual, and

wrote down their names one by one: "Okay, from now on, you two will be my

third and fourth students respectively. already."

Zhao Huai opened his voice, it seemed that it was not long after the voice-

changing period, and his voice was a bit strange: "Someone signed up before

us, who is it?"

Qu Qing beckoned Jiang Zhu and the cat who were playing outside the yard to

come in. The four children looked at each other, Qu Qing reported their names

one by one, and finally concluded: "You will be classmates from now on, can

you get to know each other first?"

Zhao Xuan'er pointed at the kitten in surprise and said, "Is he a brother? Do

you want your brother to go to school?"

Qu Qing said: "You are a woman, didn't you come to sign up?"

Zhao Xuan'er didn't speak any more, but the expression on his face looked a

little disdainful, and he whispered: "This kind of school, what can I

learn..."

Zhao Dahu hurriedly took his daughter and glared, and then apologized to Qu

Qing: "I'm really sorry, my daughter is not sensible, but she is very smart in

reading, she has never learned anything, but she gave the Three Character

Classic at home to her. After memorizing it, sir, don't blame her for being

rude today." Yan Ran took his daughter and Qu Qing to apologize fiercely.

Qu Qing naturally wouldn't care about a child, but he didn't take Zhao Dahu's

praise of his daughter seriously. After that, he gently told the two brothers

and sisters the start time of school as usual, and told them to come on time.

Not long after, when the school was about to start, several parents came to

ask with their children in mind, but still could not afford the cost of

writing, ink, paper and inkstone, a man asked humbly: "Let my children listen

to the Looking at it, I should be able to learn something, so I can just use

my hands to write it, just add one more person, please accept my son."

Qu Qing sighed and agreed to accept the children as auditors without pen and

paper.

After hearing that there was no need to pay tuition, many people came to sign

up with their children, and many people also brought the apprenticeship

ceremony, that is, some work or side dishes, but Qu Qing refused to accept

them, so they quietly placed them outside the door.

Qu Qing had to accept it, and the names of the students increased one by one.

By the time the school was about to start, there were already forty students.

However, among the students who could have pen and paper, including Zhao Huai,

Zhao Xuan'er, Mao'er and Jiang Zhu, there were no more than ten students.

It is definitely a big problem to read without writing pen and paper. Although

he can provide it for a while, but it is impossible to provide it all the

time. He suddenly thought that he should not be limited to buying in the

market.

The brush should be made of animal hair. As for paper, if it is really

expensive and can't afford it, he can find a way to replace it with something

else, such as... bamboo chips!

Yes, why didn't he think that bamboo slips, in this way, besides the

troublesome points, paper and pen have no cost, and he only needs to provide

ink, this is not a problem, the ink is slightly diluted, and a little bit

should be enough. Many people have used it, and it should be enough to

practice writing.

When he thought of it, he acted. Qu Qing remembered that he and Jiang Hunter

had dealt with the wild boar before, and the pig hair was still reserved to be

sold to the people who came to collect it. He immediately went to Jiang

Hunter's house and tried to use pig hair, rope and small wooden stick to tie

it out. A simple brush, and then try to use it to write. Although it is not so

easy to use, it is better than nothing for children who are poor and can't get

a point.

Jiang Orion watched with admiration for Qu Qingneng, and then started to help

make a brush that was so simple that it could no longer be picked up, and Hua

Zizhou was also helping.

This thing is really not difficult and technical, and of course the relative

quality is also very poor, but he and the others also spent an afternoon

making all the pens of the students who were not able to provide paper and pen

on the list.

Seeing that the school was about to be completed, Qu Qing planned to go to the

town to buy textbooks and some necessary things, and planned to come back and

start preparing for teaching.

This time, he looked for the coachman he knew last time in advance. He was

also surnamed Hua and called Hua Yam. He lived in a village half a day away

from Huajia Village. Qu Qing asked someone to bring a message. coming.

The driver's name was Hua Yam, and this time he made up his mind to send his

son to learn to read, and signed up with Qu Qing on the spot.

After Qu Qing finished writing, he prepared the money to be used today. Mao’er

and Jiang Zhu also wanted to go with him. Qu Qing called Shangjiang Hunter and

brought two children with him. After a glance, Hua Zizhou was still standing

there hesitantly. In the door, he was hesitant to speak.

"You don't want to go?" Qu Qing said.

"I want to go, I want to go..."

Seeing that he seemed to have something to say, Qu Qing walked in and asked

him alone, "What do you want to say?"

Hua Zizhou quickly glanced outside, and seeing that no one was paying

attention to the inside, he whispered to Qu Qing: "That... Didn't you say it

last time, go to the government to register and make a book, it's done."

Qu Qing did not expect that he still remembered this matter very firmly.

After Hua Zizhou finished speaking, he looked up and saw that Qu Qing didn't

speak. He panicked in his heart and said hurriedly, "It doesn't matter if you

don't go to the government, I just remembered it suddenly. If you don't

register, you won't register. , let's go, there are a lot of people waiting."

After he finished speaking, he bowed his head and walked out. Qu Qing didn't

call him or hold him, Hua Zizhou couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

After getting on the carriage, Qu Qing got on the carriage after a while: "I'm

sorry, I just dropped something and made everyone wait for a long time."

The driver grinned and said, "It's okay, it's all right, sir, wait for sir,

you can remember as long as you want."

Hua Zizhou looked at Qu Qing's empty hands, and couldn't hold onto the thing

that Qu Qing had just said dropped. Was it the thing he was thinking of?

But all the way after that, Qu Qing talked and laughed with everyone, but he

didn't say a word to him. He was secretly pinching his palm, and he didn't say

a word during the whole process.

Although the motion sickness is fake, the discomfort is real.

When we went to the town, everyone accompanied them to buy a few books,

including poems, Analects of Confucius, Three Character Classics, etc., most

of which Qu Qing could understand, and then bought a few large stacks of paper

and a few pieces of ink stone. He also bought a brush for Jiang Zhu and Mao'er

respectively. After putting them back on the carriage, he went to the place

where he bought cotton wool, bought a quilt and a cotton wool, and also bought

the things he needed for food and clothing.

After roughly getting it done, I made an appointment with the coachman Hua

Yam, and they each planned to go to the town for a walk.

It happened that Jiang Orion also had something to buy, so they separated at

the fork in the road.

Qu Qing took the cat and Hua Zizhou and walked forward from the street.

Hua Zizhou looked at the prosperous and lively streets, but he didn't have the

heart to appreciate it.

He lowered his head in a daze and didn't pay attention to the surrounding

situation. When he reacted, he and Mao'er had already pressed their

fingerprints on a document, and then a man dressed as an official handed them

something, and Qu Qing took it. stand up.

Hua Zizhou looked at his thumb pressing the handprint in surprise, and then

looked at Qu Qing, who was calm, completely ignorant of what happened just

now.

It shouldn't be what he thought, it's impossible, Qu Qing's expression looks

as ordinary and natural as if he bought something from a store.

If it was that thing, it definitely shouldn't be like this expression, at

least there must be something different.

"Father, what did we do just now?" Kitten asked, looking up in confusion.

Qu Qing smiled and patted his head: "It's nothing, everything is the same as

before, just keep the kitten happy."

Hana Zizhou on the side thought sadly: Everything is still the same as before,

it really isn't what he thought.

Qu Qing took the two out of the gate where he was doing business, and looking

at the bustling street, he suddenly turned his head and called out the name of

the person next to him.

"Hua Zizhou, are you getting better from motion sickness?" He didn't seem to

have any energy to speak all the way.

"Much better." He responded weakly, and then two pieces of paper appeared in

his sight, and he looked up at Qu Qing in confusion.

Qu Qing looked at him and said, "Hua Zizhou, you can't say that you won't have

a firm foothold in this family in the future."

Hua Zizhou took it with a blank expression, but there was no reaction in his

mind for a while.

Is that what he... means?