Mr. Liu led the way, and Yang Fan took the little fat man and three guards all the way to Shizi Hutong.
We arrived in a quarter of an hour.
It's slightly better here than in Xinghe. At least there are a lot of people there.
This is what later generations would call a shanty town.
"It's right here, that's the door in front," Mr. Liu said.
There were many people crowding in front of the front door.
A little fat man, who was older than Wei Fugui, was banging on the door, and a group of henchmen with sticks were surrounding him and making noises.
"Dani, come out and let your brother take a look." The little fat man said.
"Come out, come out!" the henchmen shouted.
"What are you doing?" Mr. Liu quickly stepped forward to stop him. "Is there any royal law left in broad daylight?"
"What's wrong, man, why are you trying to make yourself uncomfortable?" The little fat man tilted his head and looked at Mr. Liu and said.
The scoundrels immediately looked fiercely in their eyes.
Mr. Liu was so frightened that his legs trembled.
"You are such a green onion, how dare you pretend to be big in front of me." The little fat man rushed in front of Mr. Liu with a quick stride.
"Hey, what the fuck!" The little fat man looked at the smaller fat man. He opened his mouth to curse, but suddenly found that he couldn't curse.
The barrel of a short blunderbuss was stuffed into his mouth.
Yang Fan didn't see clearly where the little fat man took it out.
The little fat man was so rested that he took out the matchstick and blew it for a while. The stick turned red and lit the match.
"Big brother, if you have something to say, if you have something to say," the gangsters around him immediately shouted.
If something happens to the young master today, they will all have nothing to eat when they go back.
If this blunderbuss caught fire, his head would be blown off.
"Get out!" the little fat man cursed.
The fat man and the bastard ran away in a hurry.
"Wait, kid. If you dare to mess with me, Pang Er, in Zunhua City, just wait." The big fat man scolded him as he ran. This is called a tiger that will never lose its skin. Before running away, I still need to regain some face.
boom! The little fat man pulled the trigger without hesitation and shot his hat off.
The bullet grazed his scalp.
ah! The big fat guy let out a sharp scream and fell to the ground, his crotch getting wet. Then he was supported by other doglegs and ran away quickly.
"Coward," the little fat man said in a sultry voice, blowing the smoke from the gun.
"Where did you get the short fire gun?" Yang Fan took it over and took a closer look. Before he came, he crammed in some knowledge about firearms of this era on the Internet.
"It looks like it was made in England." Yang Fan nodded. It was very well made. The metal was well polished and engraved with fleur-de-lis patterns. The handle and handguard were made of black walnut with a very beautiful texture.
"Brother Yang, you are so powerful. My father asked someone to buy this gun from Haojing. It was made in England." The little fat man said.
In fact, it was not possible for Yang Fan to identify it, mainly because the inscriptions were all in English. Written in Liverpool.
"This kind of gun is not very good. It would be better if it was a self-generated fire gun. For example, if you were an experienced gangster just now, you would not have been given the opportunity to light the match. The preparation time of the matchlock gun is too long and it is not practical." Yang Fan said thoughtfully.
"This little brother also knows about fire guns. This automatic fire gun is a new invention of the Westerners in recent decades. It has not yet been introduced to our country in the Ming Dynasty. This little brother is really well-informed."
Yang Fan turned around and saw five people standing behind him, including a fortune teller, carrying a flag and writing a letter called "Iron Mouth Determines the World" and wearing a robe.
To his left were two men in their thirties who looked very similar. They were probably the brothers Song Yingsheng and Song Yingxing that Mr. Liu mentioned. There were two more people on his right. An old man who looked to be about sixty years old, with an official air, well-dressed and elegant temperament, he looked like an intellectual official at first glance. There is a young man next to him, who looks like an official by temperament.
"Brother Song, you are back." Mr. Liu quickly stepped forward to say hello.
"Sorry, sorry, I have a guest today and I went out for a while, so I kept Brother Liu waiting for a long time." Mr. Fortune Teller also hurriedly returned the greeting.
"This is my boss, Boss Yang Fan, who wants to open a school. I happened to remember that the two Song brothers were planning to find a job so they could stay and prepare for the exam, so I brought them over to have a look." Mr. Liu said.
"Brother Liu, please don't worry. My two clan brothers happen to have an errand to do. These two are friends of my two clan brothers and are here to see my clan brother. Come in quickly and let's talk inside." Song The divination master said.
Master Song stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Zhen'er, my father is back. Open the door quickly. There are guests."
The door creaked open a crack.
A girl with big braids looked at him warily. Then he opened the door completely.
"Dad, I was scared to death. That fat guy just came to harass me again, and someone was setting off firecrackers outside."
Master Song Gua turned around and saluted Yang Fan and his group and said, "Thank you so much for your generous help."
The little fat man puffed up his chest and said nonchalantly: "It's such a small thing, it's nothing to worry about."
Master Song then invited everyone to take a seat in the hall.
Yang Fan talked about his thoughts on starting a school. Schools are divided into kindergartens, primary schools and technical schools. Each section is divided into two classes for men and women. Mainly learning arithmetic and literacy. The main thing is not to take the imperial examination. Of course, if someone has the talent, you can also apply for it yourself.
The sixty-year-old old man was a little surprised. This was the first time he heard that someone was willing to set up a school for girls. In this era, it is a virtue for women to have no talent. They usually stay close to home. In addition, it is also a night school for workers. First time hearing about it.
"Both of you are juren, and it is true that you are overqualified to teach children. However, the salary of teachers here is still good, and they are divided into senior teachers, teachers, assistant teachers, kindergarten teachers, and school workers. Food and accommodation are free, and 1,500 yuan for higher education and 1,000 yuan for teachers per month , 800 yuan for a teaching assistant, 500 yuan for a kindergarten teacher, and 300 yuan for a school worker.”
As he spoke, Yang Fan took out a handful of Chongzhen Tongbao and showed it to several people.
"The salaries we pay are all high-quality and good money, and we will never use the bad money on the market to top up the salary."
The price is absolutely reasonable.
Yang Fan can spend twice as much money. The monthly salary of higher education is equivalent to three taels of silver a month. It looks like it's less than five taels. However, the Tianqi Dynasty began to levy Liao pay, and the money supply in the Gyeonggi region skyrocketed, and prices also increased.
A county magistrate only had seven loads and five pecks of rice a month, and a load of rice was generally worth five taels of silver. The salary was mostly old rice from the official warehouse, which was only three dans more than a load of silver, which was no more than three taels.
Several people looked at the shiny new copper coins in their hands with surprised expressions. The coin was in great condition. After a closer look and weighing it with their hands, they found that it might actually be made of pure copper.
"May I ask, brother, where does this new money come from?" the old man asked with his hands raised.
"What do you call me, father-in-law?" Yang Fan asked respectfully.
"I am Xu Guangqi, this is my student Sun Yuanhua."
