Chapter 83 School

Style: Historical Author: The second son of the Zheng familyWords: 2107Update Time: 24/01/12 13:43:03
With an additional two thousand guan of money, plus the income of nearly 3,000 guan of hydrosol, Zheng Xiong was a little worried. There was too much money and he could not use it all.

There is nothing to spend money on elsewhere, but the land is flat enough to allow for some construction, which was put to use now.

I thought about the development of the pharmacy in my mind. Talents should still be ranked first. The veterans of Huimin Pharmacy are not good enough. If they are trained from an early age, the pharmacy can develop well in the future.

Let’s open a junior college first. We’ve already thought of a name. Let’s call it the First Experimental School Affiliated to Huimin Pharmacy. If nothing happens, we can get these old guys to teach there, making the best use of the resources and saving money.

The director of the Ministry of Industry was an old acquaintance. When he heard about the project that Zheng Xiong wanted to build, he immediately said that he could take on this type of project.

Anyway, with only 3,000 guan, the land was leveled, some rooms were built to provide shelter from wind and rain, divided into several classrooms, and a library was built, similar to that of later generations, and a small canteen and public toilets were reserved, and the work was done.

The next day, the construction team from the Ministry of Industry arrived and started work. Tieniu was not willing to be lonely, and occasionally brought a few workers to help and learn skills.

My little sister’s Pleasant Goat comic book was also officially released. After working on it for so long and with so much effort, it was finally officially bound into a volume and sent to Zheng Xiong.

The memory in my mind is compared with the comic book in my hand. The simple lines and dialogues, I have to say, it is quite touching.

When I got home in the evening, I showed the comic book to my little sister. Zheng Xiu took the comic book and turned it over quietly. The feeling of hand-drawn comic books is different from that of bound comic books. The feeling is indescribable.

Zheng Xiu found his father and started acting like a baby.

"Dad, look, this is a comic I drew and my second brother printed it. Do you think you can put it in our store and sell it?"

Zheng Qi flipped through the comic book in his hand. To be honest, he couldn't appreciate it as a child's plaything, and he couldn't bear to dampen Zheng Xiu's enthusiasm, so he had to agree.

"Okay, I'll take it to the store tomorrow and sell it to you."

"That's great, thank you dad."

"How was this sold? How much did you spend? What price should it be sold for?"

Zheng Xiong took over the conversation.

"Paper is quite expensive. These pharmacies charge a cost price for labor. Such a small volume costs an average of 600 coins. You can sell it as long as you don't lose money. About a hundred copies were printed, a total of about 60 coins. If you sell this for my salary, it should be about the same."

Zheng Qi's heart trembled when he heard it. He was really mistaking the money for money. He cursed secretly: Why would such a picture book be printed? It's such a waste.

"I still keep my salary. Your father and I still have some private money, so I will give it to you. It won't happen again. Our family is not rich either."

"I got it, Dad."

After listening to the conversation between the two, Zheng Xiu felt very happy, as long as it was done.

The comic book was put on the shelves by Zheng Qi, and he told the clerk that this was his youngest daughter's picture book, so he must promote it. After receiving the order, the waiter felt confident and had some extra snacks.

It has no effect. A small daily necessities store selling these books is a waste of expression.

For several days, not a single copy was sold. Zheng Xiu found out the news and sulked alone in the corner, secretly feeling sad.

When Zheng Xiong saw that his little sister was depressed all day long, there was nothing he could do about it, so he took a few comic books and put them in the pharmacy store, and signed a sales sharing agreement, trying not to leave any excuses and putting stability first.

The foundation of the pharmacy has been built up, and some regular customers are not short of money. When they saw new reading materials in the pharmacy, they bought a copy.

Chang Mao heard that a new reading book was on sale at the pharmacy, and he came to support it and bought a few copies with a few second-generation people.

I bought it, flipped through a few pages, and threw it aside. It was so weird that I couldn't read it.

The sales volume was pretty good. One hundred copies were sold out in a few days. Most of them were fans, so the money was worth it.

After calculating the pharmacy's share, there were still sixty-five dollars left, and he didn't expect to make any money, so he could find something to do for his little sister. Zheng Xiong returned home with a total of 65 guan, returned the 60 guan to his father, and gave five guan to Zheng Xiu.

Zheng Xiu took the money and was very happy. This was the feeling of being recognized.

Zheng Qi looked at the money in his hand in a daze. Is this money so easy to earn? He has been busy for most of his life to earn this family fortune. The comic book himself also sold it, but it couldn't be sold at all. Zheng Xiong took it out and it disappeared within a few days. Is it because he is getting old and can't keep up with the times?

Everyone else looked envious, especially Zheng Zhi. Zheng Xiuzhuyu was in front, and Zheng Zhi also wanted pocket money.

"Second brother, can I also draw some comics and make some money?"

"You, forget it, I don't say whether you can draw it or not. Even if you can draw it, you can have the patience to stay in the room and draw all day long."

Upon hearing this, Zheng Zhi was discouraged on the spot. It was impossible to stay in the room. The outside world was obviously more attractive than this.

"Forget it."

Zheng Xiu took the money and took Zheng Xiong away, listening to Zheng Xiong's story behind her with great enthusiasm.

Jiaofangsi still doesn't dare to go. As the weather gets hotter and hotter, there are more bald heads. Jiaofangsi's side is now very dangerous.

I came to work at the pharmacy as usual. In more than half a month, the project of the First Affiliated School of Huimin Pharmacy was completed and the handover was completed. Zheng Xiong looked at the brand new school and sighed. This is the feeling of youth.

Tieniu stood aside and watched with Zheng Xiong, feeling nothing.

"Sir, we have also watched it together during this period. This thing is not difficult. Next time we have this job, can you give it to us to try."

He glanced at Tieniu and continued to look at the school.

"Why, the land here at the pharmacy is not enough for you to worry about, so you still want to take care of this job."

"Sooner or later, I have to finish this job. I want to try something else. It seems that this job is not difficult, so I want to try it."

"Okay, it's good to have ideas. I'll leave it to you next time."

"Thank you, my lord."

Back at the pharmacy, Zheng Xiong summoned everyone in the pharmacy and held a meeting.

"There are some buildings built in the back. I think you have seen them, but I don't know what they are used for. I am telling you now that we are planning to build a school there, which is similar to a private school, but it will not teach the Four Books and Five Classics, that is. It will only teach some things from our pharmacy. Knowledge, each of you will have to take time to teach there in the future. If you teach well, you will be rewarded based on your performance at the end of the year. As long as you teach well and do well in the pharmacy, the rewards will not be small. I will tell you later. Set up a reward system and follow this standard in the future. You can tell your children and the children of your neighbors that there is no charge here. Anyone who is willing to learn can be sent to us."

"Wu You stays, you all should disperse."

"Yes, sir."

"You will make a notice later to explain this matter. The same conditions will apply, and some tables and chairs will be purchased for the school behind."

(End of chapter)