"Looking for two degrees, each one actually offers twenty taels of silver per month, and even gets some dividends every year? Is it true?"
"This man is so young, he is probably a liar, right?"
"..."
The talented people coming and going, or the merchants recruiting Duzhi, were all stunned when they saw the recruitment treatment on the sign next to Wang Mo, and then looked at Wang Mo in shock.
So young?
He looks unfamiliar, doesn't he look like a young master from some family in Tianqing City?
And the treatment he wrote about was probably not written blindly?
Twenty taels of silver a month, which is almost as much as the Zhang family's Fang Ya's income.
He is even the senior member of the Zhang family, Fangya, and can only receive thirty or forty taels of silver every month, and there is no so-called dividend.
In comparison, Wang Mo's statement is indeed a bit exaggerated.
Moreover, although major families earn thousands or even tens of thousands of taels of silver every month, the actual net income is not that much.
And for ordinary people, the monthly expenses of an ordinary family of three are only three to four taels of silver.
Therefore, this 'salary' is very high, and you can even save a lot every month.
Therefore, scholars in this era will be valued wherever they go. In some places, except for marriage, they only look at scholars. Even if the other person is poor, he is still the most popular kind of person.
"You have twenty taels of silver per month, and you will get a dividend at the end of the year. How much can you get from this dividend? Are we just spending money?"
Many readers couldn't help but feel moved and came up to ask about the content of Wang Mo's brand.
Wang Mo looked at them and smiled lightly: "You are all scholars. Speaking of which, it is reading poetry and books, learning a lot, and making plans. These are simple things, and what you read in books, and What I have seen is far from what I can compare with. I offer this price because of your hard work and ink. I don’t want your talents to be buried, so I offer such a high price. s price."
As soon as Wang Mo came up, he started to flatter.
Don't tell me, this is really useful.
Not only the talented people who asked him, but also the scholars passing by stopped and came over.
After all, everyone likes to hear these nice words.
And isn’t it that they study hard in order to let others see their own value?
Now they seem to have met their Bole?
Wang Mo continued: "So, the expenditure I am looking for is not a simple expenditure. I hope that the expenditure I am looking for can provide suggestions for my business. The so-called one penny, one cent, can Those who come up with ideas and suggestions for me will naturally get dividends from the related business, and I don’t think there is anything wrong with this!”
After hearing Wang Mo's words, these scholars nodded slightly to express their approval.
And one of the fat scholars quickly asked: "So, sir, what kind of income are you looking for? Is there any test?"
"You tell us your standards, and we have an easy choice!"
Hearing this, Wang Mo glanced at him and said with a smile: "Actually, I don't have any test, but I have a set of test papers. Well, for all the scholars, it should be easy. If you can do questions on this, I can choose."
As he spoke, Wang Mo motioned to a servant from the palace next to him to open the box. Inside was a thick stack of test papers.
"You can write your name, and then I will only look at the content and your answers to make the selection. I will not look at your identity. And I have my own standards, so don't be surprised if you are not selected!"
"In addition, everyone who comes to answer my test paper, regardless of whether they are selected or not, will receive three taels of silver as hard work fee. After all, you also make money with your pen. I will naturally make up for the time you have wasted in studying. I don’t have much else, I just have a lot of money!”
"There are only thirty sets of test papers, first come, first served!"
As Wang Mo said this, these talents immediately became excited.
"Here, let me have one!"
"Give me one too. I want to try it. How difficult is this test paper?"
"..."
Suddenly, the entrance to Tianqing Academy was as lively as a vegetable market.
Moreover, these scholars also started to answer questions at the door one after another, took out their own brushes, and began to write.
Wang Mo counted the time carefully, and within half an hour, several scholars handed in their test papers.
And Wang Mo also temporarily transformed into a marking teacher, carefully watching the content of these people's answers.
Wang Mo looked at their answers, sometimes nodding slightly, sometimes feeling a little dissatisfied, because although their answers were all good, they couldn't get into Wang Mo's heart.
However, Wang Mo didn't find this strange, because they were all ancient people, so they all had ancient people's thinking, which was not as advanced as his, a time-traveler's thinking.
And strictly speaking, apart from possessing modern knowledge, Wang Mo can't even compare to the scholars here.
Because most of these scholars are quite hard-working, they are not like those who appear on the screen, nor are they the students in his previous life, who are uneducated and have no skills, but just have the status of a scholar.
Scholars here, that’s a real effort.
Time soon came to afternoon.
In front of Wang Mo was a thick stack of test papers.
And those thirty students haven't left yet.
They watched Wang Mo frown and looked at their test papers carefully, with their hearts in their throats, because this was no longer as simple as recruiting Du Zhi. Even strictly speaking, this Wang Mo was the one they left. They are more nervous than anyone else whether the knowledge they have learned and their ideas will be recognized for the lessons they have taken before going to school.
Because this is very important!
Then they saw Wang Mo holding a writing brush and starting to circle something on each test paper, and began to mark his own ideas on it.
And Wang Mo also said to them: "Everyone, what I marked are all my personal thoughts. Everyone has different ideas, and the answers are naturally different. Your answers are not right or wrong, they are simply whether they suit mine. Mind."
Wang Mo's words made them nod slightly, feeling a lot better.
"Hey, whose test paper is this?"
Wang Mo looked at one of the test papers, and his eyes lit up, because this person's answer, in this ancient time, was considered to be eccentric, quite advanced, and even a little deviant to say the least.
He opened the cover that blocked the name, looked at the name on it, and then asked: "I wonder, who is Lin Rusheng?"
