When it got dark, everyone came back one after another, and saw that there were a lot of things in the house, including everything.

"Cuiying, you are going home to buy new year's goods."

This is a joke from Mr. Wang. How can a married daughter go back to her parents' house to move in a big way? What do Fang's family think of them?

Maybe he was thinking about his daughter's life in the Wang family.

The couple went to pay the stall fee today and found a better location where they could see the cargo ships coming and going on the pier.

"Dad, have those wheat been sold?"

Father Wang nodded and took out the money bag from his arms. There were three hundred coins in it.

"Sold to a dealer. He specializes in collecting all kinds of grain. He said that our goods are good and wanted to ask if we still have any. I said that I was working for others and asked him to exchange twice as much wheat for us.

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"Then why isn't he surprised that we have good wheat but want his bad wheat?" Zhang Guihua couldn't figure it out.

"Of course he also understands that a thousand pounds of ordinary wheat and good wheat are both wheat. Of course he turned in the ordinary wheat, and the boss didn't say what quality he wanted. When we get it together, we will go to the county to remove the name, so as to avoid future exposure.

Other problems."

"Since he harvests grain, let's exchange the good wheat with him for twice the amount of ordinary wheat."

Father Wang shook his head: "No, no, if there are too many, we will become suspicious. Let's find a few more people, exchange them for 500 jins, and buy them with money for 500 jins. Even if you spend more money, you will be safer."

"Tomorrow we will help set up the stall first, and we will sell wheat after a few days. Flour is very popular. When I went to Jianan Town, as soon as I opened my pocket, someone noticed our flour and said it was the first time they had seen it.

Such a beautiful powder, we bought it together.

They are in the pasta business, and they have a good eye for flour, so they immediately fell in love with our products."

Wang Yonglin was very excited when he talked about his experience of selling fans today. He rarely sells things and is not very good at hawking.

"Okay, let's try to set up a stall tomorrow. It's ours. You can take a few boys to prepare New Year's goods. Our family will also have a good New Year this year.

Keep some of this money and save it. Next year when the situation is good, I will send Wen Mingwen to study in a distant place. It will be enough to know a few words. I don't want to have an official career. I just need to be able to read letters and count.

Our two children have never really been to school at this age. Our family will get better and better in the future and we need people with knowledge."

What? Reading? Several women’s ears were pointed.

Liu Chunlan and Zhang Guihua were the most surprised and wanted to send their eldest son to study.

You must know that they only have two places to study here, one is Songbai Academy, and the other is a private school for children's enlightenment.

Songbai Academy was built with money donated by local gentry, and sometimes the court would provide financial subsidies. The tutors hired were all well-known scholars, and they had more or less official positions, but they were just positions without power.

There aren't many jobs.

The deans of academies are different. Most of them are court officials who have retired and returned to their hometowns. They are invited to manage local culture and cultivate talents.

People who can enter such an academy are equivalent to having half a foot in the official career, and they will not be too bad after they finally come out.

Father Wang's family does not have the ability or connections to send his child to Songbai Academy, where a year's education costs ten taels of silver.

For an ordinary family, this is an astronomical figure. He plans to send his two children to a private school, where it only costs more than three taels a year to study for two children and sixty taels a year.

"Dad, you haven't brought the water yet. How can the old man's family and the second child's family go? Wen Qing and Wen Hua are already so old, so it's a good time for enlightenment."

Fang Cuiying was dissatisfied that there was no place for her children. She had long wanted her children to go to school, but she couldn't afford it. She also knew the situation at home.

But now, if you raise it, you must treat it fairly. What about three taels of silver per person? Just take it wherever you say, so what will happen to the rest?

Father Wang asked everyone to calm down for a moment. He meant to let the two older ones go first. Wen Ming is 12 this year and Wen Yuan is 11. The other children can wait until their two older brothers come back to teach everyone.

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In this way, other children will be sent in after one or two years, so that everyone's children will study at this age and no one will be treated badly.

After everyone's persuasion, Fang Cuiying compromised and requested that her two children must be sent to study the year after next.

No matter whether your child is good at reading or not, give your child a chance to study. No matter how you do business in the future, you will need to be able to calculate accounts.

What if their family becomes bigger and stronger, and they can’t even count the amount of money, which will make people laugh out loud.

Father Wang promised his second and fourth sons to send Wenzhuo and Wenqing to study in the year after tomorrow.

There are too many children in their family, and education is very expensive, so they can't afford much.

Although each family has its own thoughts, they all keep it in mind and prepare for tomorrow's transaction.

At night, the boys on the Datong bunk couldn't sleep. They heard their grandfather saying that they wanted to send their eldest brother and second brother to study.

After studying, you can be like the students outside the academy, wearing clean clothes and being a scholar, and everyone praises you.

They have seen those students walking with wind, always carrying a few books in their bags, shaking their heads and talking words they don't understand.

Wen Ming and Wen Yuanxin were happy. They had never thought about studying. Only wealthy families would send their children to study.

In the middle of the night, Father Wang's door opened. With sleepy eyes, he prepared the things he was going to set up a stall this morning.

Several women also packed themselves up hastily. They had to knead the dough and cut out the noodles first.

Zhang Guihua picked a few good-looking Chinese cabbages, washed them, cut them into shreds and put them in a basin.

After packing up the necessary things, it was almost dawn outside and it took more than an hour to walk from the village to the town.

When they arrived at the pier, many people setting up stalls started shouting.

The coolie men were already at the bow of the ship helping to hold the cargo.

"Brother Yong'an, you are all here! We are setting up a stall! Are you ready to do business?"

The speaker was a young man who was very familiar with the Wang brothers, and even wore a pair of trousers with Wang Yongye.

"Fengping, you're here so early. Let's have a bowl of noodles and see if your sister-in-law's cooking is good."

Father Wang was very happy to see this young man. He was a good boy, hardworking and filial.

"Uncle Wang, you're welcome. This is three cents. I'm the first customer on the first day you set up the stall. This money isn't much, so just treat it as a favor."

These words were very popular with several women, especially Fang Cuiying. The first one to open a business must be retained, and she can make two or more money. This is what her father told her, otherwise the business will not be good for a day.

Even if this guy has a good eye, Fang Cuiying would put two extra ones in there when he was down there.

There is a charcoal fire burning in the stove. This is the charcoal they specially burn, so you can save some money.

The boiling water was boiling in the big pot, and soon the noodles were fished out. Liu Chunlan dug out a small piece of lard in the earthen pot with a spoon, and the noodle soup immediately became fragrant.

"Thank you sister-in-law, it smells so good! The craftsmanship is so good!"

Lu Fengping praised it while eating. The noodles tasted really good. He praised it from the bottom of his heart.

"Really? How do you think it compares to other homes here?"

Fang Cuiying was not willing to spend money to find out about the enemy, and felt bad for spending money to eat at other people's expense.

"I don't know this, but my sister-in-law's noodles are the best I've ever tasted."

Lu Fengping was a little embarrassed. Although he had worked here for a long time, he had never eaten anything from those stalls. His mother would prepare dry food and cakes for him, so that he could save more money.
Chapter completed!