sunrise.
Zhou Youran was sitting in the small courtyard, pointing at the back of his brother who was going out, with a strange smile on his face: "One, two, speak up!"
"Wang An collects the vegetables!" Zhou Dagu left.
Zhou Youran turned around and looked at the east room: "Speak and open the door!"
"Damn Zhou Dagu..." Zhu Xiaowu pushed open the door and walked out.
Zhou Youran spoke in advance: "I know, you won't eat!"
Zhu Xiaowu uttered half of his words and suddenly choked.
Zhou Youran watched him go out, turned around and looked into the hut: "One! Two!"
"Of course, it's me!"
"Go! Sister Bai!"
Bai Huahong nodded and left.
Zhou Youran stood up and smiled: "I knew you wouldn't even eat. If this continues, the three taels of silver spent yesterday will soon be saved!"
Zhou Youran shouted to the kitchen: "Wang An, tell Brother Dian to eat!"
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Zhu Xiaowu and Zhou Dagu walked to the school and sat down together. He didn't ask any useful information from Zhou Dagu: "Brother Zhou, I was all wrong the past few days!"
"Please, tell me, tell me what exactly you did, just tell me a little bit!" Zhu Xiaowu covered his chest, like a drug addict who had taken a hit.
This puzzling feeling that there was only an ending left at the end made him feel itchy in his heart and he couldn't stop scratching it.
Zhou Dagu shook his head: "Brother Zhu, just watch my operation!"
He closed his eyes and felt that the talents of Zifu were getting more and more. He had read a lot in recent days. The school had a collection of books, and students were allowed to take them back to read. If they were lost, they would have to pay compensation. Some precious books could only be copied in the library and brought back with them. Take the Codex.
Zhou Dagu also copied several books.
However, he didn't copy it by hand, he relied on his brain.
Zhou Dagu looked at the library he had slowly built up in his mind based on his talent. The books he had read these days were all in it.
Every day he would take time to read it again, using the talents of his predecessors to nourish his own talents.
The talent he derived from poetry was magnificent, but there was a lack of literati to praise him. The more talent he had, the farther he felt from the cultural context of Daying.
He guessed that this feeling could be eliminated only after his poems were known to more people.
This should be the recognition of Daying's cultural context, and the readers' oral recitation is the most basic expression of cultural recognition.
Zhou Dagu suddenly felt something unusual in the outside world. He opened his closed eyes and looked at the group of embarrassed people surrounding him in front of him.
He showed a proud smile: "Dear classmates, I'm really sorry."
"Last night, I worked hard and stayed up half the night to get the money!" Zhou Dagu picked up the rag bag next to him and put it on the table.
"Crash!" The sound of silver colliding with each other sounded on the table, but it quietly broke into the hearts of everyone in the school.
It is not without reason that the word "poor scholar" can be passed down.
After passing the exam, even if you are penniless, someone will come to give you money, a house, and a wife. After all, if there is a vacancy somewhere, you will be an official and a half-job official!
But there are too many poor scholars who are not qualified for official positions, so no one really cares about them.
In the freshman class, everyone's eyes were focused on the desk in front of Zhou Dagu.
Liu San's throat surged. He had pretended to be wheat. Such a big burden would cost only a few hundred taels of silver: "Zhou Mingzhou, you won't pretend to be rocks to fool us, will you?"
Zhou Dagu noticed him and just smiled without saying anything.
No amount of self-defense can bring such a shock as the free money.
He took out the simple account book he recorded yesterday and pointed to the name on the account book: "Zhu Jinwen, invested twenty taels, and returned two taels today, a total of twenty-two taels!"
Zhou Dagu covered his pocket and rummaged through it. The money collided with each other. The sound was like Tianle, exciting everyone's hearts.
They are not great scholars, and they cannot say that they regard money as dirt.
Zhu Jinwen came from a family of merchants, and the Zhu family's business was the largest in Qingxue Mansion. He had never lived in poverty, but seeing the money that could be earned so easily made him couldn't help but feel excited.
He took the silver from Zhou Dagu's hand, weighed it up and down, and said with a smile: "Yes, that's the number, Zhou Mingzhou!"
Niu Ruxian rushed in from outside the gate: "I came at the right time. Have you paid me?"
Zhou Dagu took out another twenty-two taels from his pocket. The silver shone dazzlingly in the sun and handed it to Niu Ruxian: "Brother Niu, this is your capital and interest. You count it."
Niu Ruxian looked at the silver, his eyes straightened, and he held his own silver in both hands: "Order anything, I believe you!"
As more money was taken out, no one of the students present dared to doubt Zhou Dagu.
Everyone believed that Zhou Dagu had a business that could make money.
Those who received the money were full of joy holding the extra money, while those who had no money looked at Zhou Dagu expectantly.
"Zhou Mingzhou, you can't do this! We are all poor scholars. You have a business to make money, and you have to take everyone with you to do it!"
"Yes, I had no money yesterday, but I finally have some money today, and I'm just waiting to buy shares for Brother Zhou!"
Zhou Dagu took out the account book from his arms: "Everyone, I, Zhou Dagu, am a scholar. When I make money, the first thing I think about is our classmates from the government school!"
He looked at everyone and stretched out his fingers: "Today, my business is expanding, and I only need two thousand taels of silver to invest in shares. It's still the old rule, borrow ten and repay one!"
Liu San shouted: "That won't work. We are all poor scholars. You, Mr. Zhou, are you doing this to show your disdain for those of us who have no money!"
Zhou Dagu was even happier. He wanted to kiss the spy: "This dear friend is right. He is a brother and I didn't think carefully!"
"In this way, there is no condition for ten taels of silver today. Even if it is one tael of silver, I will allow you to invest, but the ten-for-one rule remains unchanged."
"Everyone give me one tael of silver. Tomorrow, I promise to give you one tael more than one hundred cents."
Zhou Dagu sat at the desk and raised his pen: "Today, I only need two thousand taels. I don't want any more. You all want to buy shares!"
Niu Ruxian put all the money in his hand on Zhou Dagu's table: "I am a shareholder. I believe in your character, Zhou Dagu. I will give you these twenty-two taels!"
Zhu Jinwen nodded: "Zhou Mingzhou, today you didn't say how much a person can earn at most!"
Zhou Dagu shook his head: "Oh, I forgot to mention it, forget it, there will be no restrictions today!"
Zhu Jinwen nodded: "Yes, I don't have much money in my hand, so I'll start with five hundred taels!"
"This is a banknote from my Zhuji Bank. With this banknote, Zhou Mingzhou can withdraw money from any Zhuji Bank in Daying."
Zhou Dagu nodded: "It counts, of course it counts. Brother Zhu trusts me, and I will naturally repay the trust!"
You know, the Zhu of Zhu Ji is not only the Zhu of Zhu Jinwen, but also the Zhu of Da Sheng.
The Zhu family in the world is one family. This sentence is not empty words where people can't see it.
Seeing that there were not many places, the students present took out the money in their pockets and squeezed forward.
"Zhou Mingzhou, I'll put in fifteen taels of silver!"
"I'll give you five taels. This is my entire family fortune. Zhou Mingzhou must accept it!"
"Oh, you are not from our freshman class, what are you doing here?"
"Zhou Mingzhou, we are all classmates in the government school, we must not favor one over the other! I have one hundred taels, let me get a share too!"
Zhou Dagu took away the one hundred taels of silver notes from this brother: "Brother, what he said is that, including yours, it will be exactly two thousand taels!"
He recorded it on the record, stood up and clasped his fists: "Everyone, today's investment amount has been reached, don't invest anymore, hurry up tomorrow!"
Liu San stood behind the crowd, holding his three taels of silver in his hand: "Huh, there must be a scam. It makes you anxious, and I will give you no place to cry in the future!"
When Zhou Dagu heard what he said, he just pretended not to hear it and said, "Everyone, the school is a holy place. We scholars are not allowed to bring business to the school!"
"Tomorrow, I, Zhou Dagu, will hire Zuihualou, and we will go to Zuihualou to discuss the stock split!"
Zhu Jinwen shook his head: "No, the people in Zuihua Building are too arrogant. What if someone like me rushes to buy shares again? I think it's better to discuss it in Zuihua Building, Fangcao Pavilion next door!"
Niu Ruxian scratched his head: "Brother Zhu, isn't Fangcao Pavilion a loss-making business run by you?"
Zhu Jinwen waved his sleeves: "Well, it's just that I don't bother to use those cheap methods. I am a scholar!"
"But, last night, didn't we just come down from the third floor of Zuihua Building together?"
Zhu Jinwen stammered: "Don't slander others, I read The Analects of Confucius!"
"Hahaha!" The whole school burst into laughter.
Zhou Dagu waved his hand and nodded. He needed a place that was more private, but not very private: "Then choose Fangcao Pavilion, but Brother Zhu, you have to give me a discount tomorrow!"
Zhu Jinwen nodded and laughed: "Easy to say, easy to say!"
A scholar at the door shouted: "Master is here!"
All the students returned to their seats.
