Er Laizi also talked about many other people with scholar status.

It just feels like it's not as suitable as Chu Xiucai's. Yang Donglai is planning to go to Chu Xiucai's home tomorrow.

Early on the morning of the 2nd, a carriage carrying goods came to the town.

Under the leadership of Er Laizi, the two came to watch not far from Chu Xiucai's stall.

I saw that Chu Xiucai was holding a book in his hand and reading seriously. He looked skinny and wrinkled, especially wearing patched clothes and long boots that had been worn for an unknown period of time.

It also looked dilapidated.

As the two stayed for a while to watch, Chu Xiucai's stall, except for two people in the middle who asked about calligraphy and painting, finally shook their heads and left. It seemed that few people visited it.

"This old man, your calligraphy and painting look good. How can I give you a price for this calligraphy and painting?"

Yang Donglai walked into the stall and looked at the calligraphy and paintings in front of Chu Xiucai. Although he didn't understand them, they didn't affect their beauty.

"Oh, this young man, all calligraphy and paintings are worth one tael of silver each, never twice the price."

When Chu Xiucai saw someone asking about his calligraphy and painting, he took his eyes away from the book, looked at Yang Donglai, and answered as if he had been asked before.

Upon hearing this price, no wonder those who asked before shook their heads and left.

For calligraphy and painting in the hands of a scholar, one tael of silver is not too high, but most of the people who come to the town are from poor families. For them, one tael of silver is enough to provide them with nearly half a year's rations. Who would be willing to part with it.

As for those wealthy families, they naturally sought out some famous talents for calligraphy and paintings, so few people would patronize this Chu Xiucai's stall.

"May I ask my father-in-law, who in my family made these calligraphy and paintings? Although I don't know much about talent, you can tell at a glance that these calligraphy and paintings were definitely made by someone with considerable literary talent."

Seeing Yang Donglai looking at the calligraphy and painting, nodding and approving with admiration, Chu Wenliang felt complacent, stroking his beard with a smile on his face.

"To be fair to this young master, I wrote all these calligraphy and paintings myself. I am the only one living in the house, so why should anyone else come to me?"

Chu Wenliang thought of something and sighed subconsciously.

"Oh, it turns out that it was created by an old gentleman. I'm just asking. Since the old gentleman is so rich, he must be full of knowledge and have learned a lot!"

Yang Donglai handed over his hand and threw away the tall hat of a scholar.

Chu Wenliang's old face turned red and he waved his hands quickly: "This young master has reached a high level. I am just a down-and-out scholar. How can I be called such a high praise as a young master? I really don't dare to be one!"

With an exaggerated look on his face again: "Oh, I met a noble man today. It turns out that you are always a scholar. Do you dare to ask Mr. Scholar what his name is?"

Following Yang Donglai's compliments, the two of them were chatting happily in a short while.

Yang Donglai directly took Chu Wenliang to Laifu Restaurant. As for the stall, he directly handed it over to his second-rate son to clean up and follow him.

How could Chu Wenliang be so highly regarded and entertained, especially in a luxurious place like Laifu Restaurant? He originally wanted to refuse, but couldn't bear Yang Donglai's invitation.

"Uncle Chu, you must not forget what you promised me. I invite you to work as a teacher in Dahe Village for ten taels of silver per month. Uncle Chu, you can't refuse!"

"Yang Xianzhi, don't worry. I, Chu Wenxiang, am also a scholar, so how can I keep my promise? I will definitely do what I promised you, my dear nephew, don't worry."

The two of them drank and dined so much that they even exchanged greetings. Chu Wenliang was obviously a little drunk and could not stand on his feet.

Especially as the two chatted over the banquet, Yang Donglai also learned a lot about Chu Wenliang.

This Chu Wenliang was indeed a great talent. It cannot be said that he had a wealth of knowledge, but he knew all the four books and five classics, signatures, and so on, which were necessary for literati to learn.

At the same time, I also learned a lot about the daughter of Chu Xiucai. Just like the second-rate son who inquired about her, he lamented that every family has a scripture that is difficult to recite.

Yang Donglai asked his second wife to send Chu Wenliang home in person, and then he gave up.

Morning of day 2.

"Mr. Chu, I will never force you. What happened yesterday should be treated as a drunken conversation between you and me. If Mr. Chu feels embarrassed, there is no need to mention this matter in the future."

Yang Donglai came to Chu Wenliang's home. Although he said not to force it, he kept the same words as what they had agreed to yesterday.

"Well, that's fine. Now that I've been thinking about it after drinking, I naturally understand what Village Chief Yang meant. I've wasted my time in this life."

"In order to obtain fame, I was unable to stand the exam in the end. I also forced my wife to leave early and caused my daughter to sever the relationship."

"I don't have a few years to live. Fortunately, I agreed to Village Chief Yang and went to Dahe Village to teach and educate people. It can be regarded as doing something meaningful for the rest of my life."

Yang Donglai was overjoyed when he heard this: "Okay, okay, then I, Yang Donglai, on behalf of the entire Dahe Village, would like to sincerely thank Mr. Chu here."

Yang Donglai motioned for the second laizi to come forward.

The second laizi held a tray in his hand, opened the red silk cloth on it, and placed the silver coins neatly.

"Victor Yang, this...?" Chu Wenliang looked surprised and puzzled when he saw so much money.

"Haha, Mr. Chu, on behalf of the entire Dahe Village, these are my thoughts for Mr. Chu."

Yang Donglai handed the tray containing 100 taels of silver to Chu Wenliang.

"Village Chief Yang, I have promised to go to Dahe Village to teach the children to study, and I will only use the talents that deserve it."

As Chu Wenliang spoke, he only picked up a 10-tael silver ingot and pushed the others back directly.

Now not only Yang Donglai, but also the misfits beside him were in disbelief. At the same time, they thought highly of this Chu scholar.

Seeing Chu Xiucai's determined expression, Yang Donglai smiled and nodded, gave the other silver coins to the second-rate son, and bowed to Chu Wenliang again.

Unexpectedly, Chu Wenliang said coquettishly: "Village Chief Yang, I don't know when he will go to Dahe Village to take up a post, and that, ahem, if it's not bad, it's like what Village Chief Yang said yesterday about repairing monthly, ten taels of silver.

, does that still count?”

Seeing Chu Wenliang in such embarrassment, he didn't even care about the 100 taels of silver. He was worried about the twelve bundles of repairs every month. He remembered it so clearly that Yang Donglai felt funny in his heart.

Yang Donglai solemnly handed over his hand again: "Sir, please rest assured that what I said will definitely be true. I will pay it out on time on the first day of every month. I will give Mr. Chu ten taels of silver. There will be no difference at all."

Chu Wenliang finally felt at ease after hearing Yang Donglai's reassurance.

Finally, the two parties talked about teaching children in the village, because Chu Wenliang was not young and lived alone anyway.

Yang Donglai directly asked him to move to the village to live long-term. Chu Wenliang felt very good and could go to Dahe Village tomorrow if nothing happened.

Finally, Yang Donglai and Er Laizi went to the shop where the tables and chairs were customized two days ago. The boss had already prepared them, and Yang Donglai was very satisfied.

He asked Er Laizi to bring the tables, chairs and benches back to the village ancestral hall. In addition, he bought a lot of books such as the Four Treasures of the Study, the Four Books and the Five Classics, etc., for the children to study.

After Yang Donglai left, Chu Wenliang looked very happy with ten taels of silver ingot in his hand.
Chapter completed!