Before dinner.
Cheng Wanwan asked everyone to sit down.
"The autumn harvest is over. Now, I'm here to pay everyone."
As soon as she finished speaking, everyone in the room was shocked.
Do you work for your own family and get paid?
Shen Zheng sat on the stool carelessly, grinning widely. When he got home, he was going to throw his wages in his father's face. This was the money he earned with his own skills. Let's see if his father would dare to be so petty in the future. To see him.
"Last time we sold ice powder, everyone in the family contributed and were busy, so we didn't have time to settle the accounts." Cheng Wanwan looked at the children in front of him and said slowly, "The ice powder business has been in business for more than a month. According to the Calculated at 20 fen a day, each person can get 700 fen. The autumn harvest lasts for thirteen days. The autumn harvest is tiring, so it is calculated as 30 fen a day, so each person can get 390 fen. Deduct another 1 Three meals a day, calculated as ten cents a day, the final result is-"
"Zhao Dashan, six hundred and ten coins!"
Cheng Wanwan wrapped the copper plates that had been counted in the box in coarse cloth and handed them to Zhao Dashan.
Zhao Dashan's hands trembled slightly. He didn't dare to pick it up. He wiped his hands on his clothes and stammered: "Mom, what am I doing with so much money? Just keep it, mom. I'm afraid to give it to you." lost……"
Cheng Wanwan deliberately said with a straight face: "How old are you, and you can still lose money? Don't make people laugh. Hui Niang is following you wholeheartedly, but you have never thought of buying Hui Niang two nice clothes." , want to buy some nice jewelry or something?"
Wu Huiniang waved her hands quickly: "Keep the money to buy food and emergency medical treatment, how can you buy clothes and jewelry..."
However, under the eyes of her mother-in-law, her voice gradually became quieter. Her mother-in-law felt sorry for her, so how could she contradict her mother-in-law in public.
She pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.
Cheng Wanwan coughed and continued: "Dashan's wife, six hundred and ten coins."
Wu Huiniang suddenly raised her head: "Mom, why do I have one too?"
She was pregnant and did very little work, basically sweeping the yard, sewing and mending, and occasionally cooking a meal. How could she get so much wages.
Cheng Wanwan glared at her: "What, you are questioning me as a mother-in-law. Okay, just take it. If you want to buy some gadgets for your children in the future, you don't have to ask me for it. Put it away quickly."
"Zhao Ergou, five hundred and sixty Wen." She said, "You went to town for a few days, and those days will be deducted."
Zhao Ergou took the copper plate with both hands: "Thank you, mother!"
"Zhao Sanniu, six hundred and ten coins."
"Zhao Sidan, 610 Wen."
"Cheng Zhao, three hundred and ninety articles." Cheng Wanwan explained, "You are not involved in the ice powder business, so you don't get this part of the wages, and the lessons you give to the children include meals, so the meal expenses are not deducted, Zhao Son, don’t refuse to the second aunt, put the money away and put it away.”
Cheng Zhao solemnly took the heavy copper plate.
His second aunt gave him so much that he didn't even know how to repay her.
Cheng Wanwan looked at Shen Zheng.
Shen Zheng immediately sat up straight, looking ready.
"Master Shen lives in our house. The county magistrate has already paid for the meal, so this part of the money does not need to be deducted. Furthermore, Master Shen's stone roller has greatly improved the efficiency of the autumn harvest and reduced the burden for the whole family. An additional reward of one hundred Wenqian, a total of four hundred and ninety Wenqian."
Cheng Wanwan handed the coarse cloth bag to Shen Zheng's hand.
Shen Zheng straightened his back, took the copper plate with both hands, closed the cloth bag, and put it properly into his chest clothes.
Ah Fu silently complained that the young master had at least five taels of silver in his pocket every day. The young master had always looked down on copper coins and disliked the fact that they took up too much space. But now he had put more than four hundred copper coins into his clothes. How could he not despise the heavy weight? It’s over.
"Afu, three hundred and ninety cents!"
Ah Fu staggered and almost fell down. He quickly walked over from the door, swallowed his saliva, and said cautiously: "Auntie, I, I have one too?"
"You work hard at home every day, and of course you get paid." Cheng Wanwan said with a smile, "It's not much money, it's just what I want."
"No, no, no, I can't have it!" Ah Fu waved his hands hurriedly, "I am the young master's book boy. You have paid me wages every month. How can I get two wages? Auntie, this is impossible!"
"Take it as long as you are told!" Shen Zheng hummed, "You keep refusing, it seems like I am so ignorant."
Having said that, Ah Fu still dared to refuse. He wiped his hands on his patched clothes many times before he dared to take the copper plate.
After the wages were paid, Cheng Wanwan made a concluding speech: "With the joint efforts of everyone, our family's life is getting better and better. After these few days of work are over, we will officially start building a house. From now on, we will live alone in one room." A house with a separate bed, and a table for reading and writing...Okay, let’s have dinner.”
This meal was particularly delicious for everyone, because the new rice was delicious, and a kind of hope spread among the children.
After the meal, Shen Zheng washed the dishes, Ah Fu helped on the side, and the master and servant were busy happily.
After finishing his work, Shen Zheng immediately walked to the ancestral hall.
These days, he goes to the ancestral hall every evening. He actually knows what Cheng Zhao talks about, but if he stands outside the ancestral hall for a while, he will always have different opinions.
"You have been studying and learning for more than half a month. I will arrange an exam in three days." Cheng Zhao stood on the podium and said quietly, "After the exam, we will be divided into two classes, Class A and Class B. The progress of reading and writing will be slightly faster for the first-class students. The second-class students will follow the current class progress. The top three in each class will be rewarded. The first place will be rewarded with the Four Treasures of the Study, and the second place will be rewarded with a copy of the Three-Character Classic. The third place will be rewarded with a writing brush.”
He placed all the prizes on the desk.
He took the time to copy the book these days. The Four Treasures of the Study and the writing brush were given to him by his husband for writing a good article when he was studying in Nanfu Academy. Now, he will give him the reward from his teacher, Give it to these children, hoping that they can continue on the road of reading.
The children in the classroom were all excited.
They have been practicing writing on the sand table every day since they were studying and learning. They have long wanted to try out the feeling of using a brush on rice paper.
But the four treasures of the study are too expensive. Writing brushes, inkstones, rice paper... To them, they are as precious as gold and jewelry, out of reach.
But now, as long as you study hard and get first place in the exam, you will get a set of the Four Treasures of the Study.
Zhao Sidan rubbed his hands in excitement: "Big cousin, I must enter Class A and get first place."
Zhu Huzi curled his lips: "Then I won't join Class A. I want to be the first in Class B and get a set of the Four Treasures of the Study."
Zhao Tiezhu snorted and said, "Huzi, don't compete with me for the first place in Class B. Just be the second place."
Cheng Zhao coughed: "Class A and Class B are assigned according to their grades and cannot choose independently."
Shen Zheng, who was standing outside the ancestral hall, twitched the corner of his lips. Cheng Zhao really made full use of the academy's class division. If there were more students, he would probably be able to create two classes, Bing and Ding.
In such a small and broken village, if only one child is born a year, it must be due to the smoke rising from the ancestral graves.
No, every child born in a year is promoted. In a village that cannot even afford pens, inks, paper and inkstones, it is impossible for anyone to be admitted to the child school, let alone to be a scholar.
