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Chapter 72 Sangua doesn't want to study anymore

In this era, different masters had different specifications of apprenticeship ceremonies.

Ding Xiang didn't know the key. She heard the shopkeeper ask, so she nodded.

"If it's just the tutors from the private schools in the village, you can send some vegetables, fruits and meat. In addition, repairing is indispensable." The shopkeeper continued to talk while sorting out the manuscripts on the counter, "But if Those famous masters in the schools in the town can't be so careless. In addition to generous stipends, they also need to buy some tea, or the four treasures of the study, or famous people's books, calligraphy and paintings, etc."

Speaking of the four treasures of the study, Ding Xiang suddenly thought that her youngest son didn't have one set yet, so she quickly asked the shopkeeper for an entry-level set.

The shopkeeper probably had a misunderstanding and thought she was going to give this entry-level set of Four Treasures of the Study as a gift.

He knew that they might have their own plans, but he was so outspoken that he couldn't help but speak.

"Madam, although this set of Four Treasures of the Study is good, it is not very good for use as a apprenticeship ceremony." He tried to speak as tactfully as possible, expressing his kindness.

Ding Xiang also felt his kindness, and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reminder, but this set of four treasures of the study is intended for my child. I plan to send the child to a private school in the village. After all, he has just started enlightenment, so he will be sent directly to the school in the town. In school, I’m also worried that he won’t be able to keep up.”

The shopkeeper was a little surprised when he heard her remarks.

This woman is as full of wisdom as she appears on the surface.

Really, it doesn’t look like someone from the countryside at all.

If this were an ordinary rural woman, if she had the opportunity to send her children to a school in the town, she would definitely be filled with joy, and she would not think about the problems of not being able to keep up with the progress.

Perhaps, the overly beautiful woman in front of her is a young lady from a large family who is in trouble.

When Ding Xiang came out of the bookstore with Sangua, she found that her youngest son had a silly smile on his face, and he could hardly close his mouth.

So she stopped and couldn't help teasing: "Isn't it just a basic set of the four treasures of the study, and you are so happy?"

Young man, you are so worthless~

"More than just happy, I'm simply excited." Lin Sangua's eyes were bright, and he was as happy as an eight-year-old child. "Mom, you don't know how many children like us who were born in the village can enter private schools. Those who go to school, let alone just start learning, can have a set of four treasures of study."

Although this entry-level set of Four Treasures of the Study is nothing compared to those high-end ones, for their farm family, it is a terrifying expense.

This entry-level set of Four Treasures of the Study originally cost 200 copper coins, but the shopkeeper, who was good at business, said they had bought the manuscript, so they gave it a 10% discount.

Even with a 10% discount, it still costs 180 yuan!

Although I made a lot of money by selling two kinds of cakes today, the manuscripts, paper, ink, pen and inkstone I sold today, as well as the apprenticeship ceremony and bundles that I will buy later, together, one or two silvers are enough.

Thinking of this, Sangua's enthusiastic heart slowly cooled down.

He thought that the reason why his mother worked so hard to make money was actually to help the third sister earn ransom money.

As a result, the third sister spent such a large sum on him before she had saved enough ransom money.

When he realized this, he felt even more guilty.

"Mother, am I being too selfish?" Lin Sangua slowly lowered his arms and looked at Ding Xiang.

"What did you say?"

Lilac was originally in a good mood. The children could choose what they liked and she could help. This was actually a happy thing.

However, her youngest son's sudden words made her frown.

Is this kid thinking wildly again?

"This money was originally saved as ransom money for Third Sister, but in the end I spent it all." As he said this, he lowered his head in shame.

Ding Xiang looked at her son's disappointed look, and when she was thinking about how to comfort him, the boy suddenly raised his head and made a decided expression.

"Mom, I think I don't want to read anymore."

When Ding Xiang heard this, she immediately got angry and said in a sharp voice: "You brat, say it again?!"

It had been a long time since Sangua had seen her mother look so fierce. She was startled when she saw her, and her body trembled subconsciously.

However, he finally plucked up the courage and said, "Mom, I don't want to read anymore. It's important to save the ransom money for Third Sister."

"What matters is your size!" Ding Xiang took down the roasted chestnuts, then shook her head, "No, no, no, it's important."

"Mom, I know everything."

"You know the size." Ding Xiang felt angry when she saw her little son half-dead, "You brat, listen to me, I will only say it once."

Lin Sangua blinked his eyes, looking pitiful.
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