"Auntie, you don't have to worry about the turnover of the perfume shop. In less than three days, someone will be eager to give me a large sum of money."
Ning Wuyang thought about his own method of planting off-season flowers, and the flower shop owners who had lost the Ye family as a big customer.
From the beginning, he had no intention of investing a lot of money in growing flowers.
Flowers are available.
Money is given in cash.
Ning Zhang had an expression of astonishment as if she had heard him tell a fairy tale. She opened her mouth and finally burst into laughter.
Forget it, let the child Wu Yao do the trouble.
Anyway, the rice is about to mature, and there will be a profit on Zhuangzi. If everything is fine and there is need, she will add more.
Ning Zhang stopped mentioning this disappointing topic and called a boy to go to Liujiazhuang to inquire about the price of the land and manor from the local tenants.
Ready to buy.
The carriage rolled over a thin layer of mud on the road, "squeaking" and "squeaking" as it approached Zhangjiazhuang.
When Ning Wuyang was still five miles away from Zhuangzi, he saw seven or eight eager students standing under the shade of the tree where Cheng Yi had an argument with the carpenter last time.
There was also a person among them who Ning Wuhuang thought looked familiar. It was Yuan Bao, the rich young man who had bought his poems by the Xuanwu Lake.
There was also Wang Xuezi who had compared poems with him in front of the Liu Mansion.
Ning Wuhu put his hand on his forehead, squinted at the empty and unpopular village school not far away, and thought to himself: This time there are more than half the students than last time. Something happened, and those students couldn't hold on and left.
Just as he was thinking about it, Cheng Yi opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.
Student Wang and the others' eyes suddenly lit up, and they all gathered around.
Yuan Bao was squatting on the spot, being fanned by the boy, with a depressed expression on his face, which made Ning Wuhuang quite curious.
I don’t know if this young master, one of the three rich businessmen in Jinling, is here to support education or to spread money?
"Brother Cheng, you are finally here!"
"Brother Cheng, if you don't come here, we won't be able to run this village school."
"Since you left, the students have stopped coming."
Everyone was complaining in a flurry, and they were so anxious that Ning Zhifeng was so frightened that she threw herself into Ning Yang's arms.
Ning Wuyan asked the Ning family members to go to Zhangjiazhuang first: "Please, eldest aunt and second aunt, please arrange our accommodation first. We will go there later."
"Okay, there's still an hour until sunset, don't come too late."
Ning Zhang gave an exhortation and ordered the coachman to leave quickly.
In her impression, students are all gentle and elegant. Even if they are pretending, they must still be reserved.
I don’t know who ruined the ethos of Jinling students. They dared to express themselves so much that their words were like quarreling.
Ning Zhang thought to himself: If these students become officials in the court and encounter disputes, will they stage a full-scale martial arts show?
Thinking of this, she glanced at Ning Wuyu, who was riding a horse outside to guide the way, and decided to let her younger son, who wanted to take the martial arts examination, concentrate more, and stop reading if he didn't like reading.
Practice your martial arts first, so that you won't suffer any loss in a fight with anyone in the future.
After Ning Zhang left.
Ning Wuyan, Cheng Yi, Qin Fenglan, Shen Youchu, and Ji Jin stepped out of the carriage.
The students who were complaining at the top of their voices just now, when they saw not only Shen Youchu coming, but also Ji Jin on the Shen family's carriage, all of them opened their mouths and puffed out their cheeks, but couldn't utter a single word, as if they were being beaten. It felt like someone had his neck stuck, and his face turned red.
Then, he hurriedly greeted Ji Jin.
"I didn't know that Miss Ji was also on the carriage, so she was so abrupt."
"Everyone is just talking freely, how can this be rude? I happen to be very interested in Mr. Cheng's establishment of a village school. I wonder if you can let me participate in it?"
Ji Jin changed his previous image of not daring to speak in front of Ning Wuhuang and walked to Ning Wuhuang's side.
Shen Youchu was startled by her bold move, but when he realized it, he was not far behind.
The two girls, one on the left and the other on the right, seemed to be protecting the law, which made the students who were blushing just now and were worried that their rude behavior would cause the beauty to dislike them, instantly turned red in the eyes.
They looked at Ning Wuyan... and then silently withdrew their gaze.
Comparing people with others is worthy of comparison, but comparing goods with others should be discarded.
If it were anyone else, they would definitely not admit defeat, but facing Shi Xian Ning Wuhao, how could they dare to compete?
There is a popular saying in the literary world today: The only thing more powerful than the Poet is the Poet himself.
Once they knew that they had no chance of bringing home the beautiful woman, the students no longer held back and spoke out again.
"Miss Ji, you don't know that many of the villagers here are... unruly people."
"We don't want to speak ill of people behind their backs, but they don't keep their word at all."
"In order to allow those children of school age to enter school, Brother Cheng promised to provide a child with ten cents a day, and he also didn't charge for their pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and books. Guess what?"
Seeing the indignant expressions of the students, Ning Wuhuang had an idea.
Ji Jin, who had never seen the sufferings of the world, asked in confusion: "How is it? How many days of classes did they take, and they understood the importance of knowledge? They sent all the children from all over the country without subsidies?"
As soon as these words came out.
Ning Wuyang glanced at the innocent Ji Jin sympathetically.
Miss Ji, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you.
When Wang Xuezi and others who were about to file a complaint heard Ji Jin's words, their faces showed signs of constipation, and they all felt as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed flies.
Nothing else.
Because when they and Cheng Yi made this decision, they also imagined that in the future, after the villagers learned the importance of knowledge, understood their efforts, and the far-reaching significance of running village schools, they would no longer let the children take risks. Digging for herbs, but coming to study and go to school.
But reality gave them a loud slap in the face.
"Miss Ji, you think too highly of those villagers."
The students were speechless because of shame, but Yuanbao didn't care.
He was tricked by a classmate who asked him to spend money to help build a village school, saying that this would give him a good reputation.
As for money, the Yuan family doesn't care.
The Yuan family is a real wealthy businessman in Jinling, the kind inherited from their ancestors for thirteen generations. It is definitely not modest to say that they are the richest people. There are more than one Ye family who have abandoned the rich.
But when Yuan Bao came, he realized that was not the case.
"After Cheng Yi returned to the city, those villagers did send their children to receive the ten cents every day, but after learning less than one stick of incense, they let the children go home with all kinds of excuses such as pooping, peeing, or having a headache or fever. Keep going to work.”
"Not only that, the books, paper and pens I donated yesterday, I saw someone selling them at a low price at the township market this morning."
What? !
When Cheng Yi heard these words, he felt a thunderbolt hit his head, and his body shook a few times.
Fortunately, Qin Fenglan gave him a hand so he wouldn't slip to the ground.
Ning Wuyan glanced at Cheng Yi sympathetically.
Sometimes you want to do something good, but use the wrong method, and this is the result.
It's not flattering to just be tired. Not to mention fattening a bunch of blood-sucking insects, you might even get scolded by them.
At this time.
A middle-aged man in his thirties, patched all over, wearing leaky straw sandals, unshaven and smelling of alcohol, pulled a teenage girl over and his eyes lit up when he saw Yuan Bao.
"Mr. Yuan, my eldest daughter wants to read a few more books. I heard that some copybooks by famous writers and some orphaned copies are very valuable. Can you show mercy and give my eldest daughter a few copies?"
The man grabbed the little girl's braid and pushed her hard, making the little girl kneel in front of Yuan Bao.
"Why don't you quickly kowtow to Mr. Yuan to thank you? With these books, you can continue to go to the village to learn reading. Didn't you say that you like reading and want to study? Why are you still standing there, kowtow!"
