The house Song Chi rented was a courtyard with one entrance. It was not big, but it was well-equipped. There are three main rooms, with a living room in the middle and two bedrooms on the left and right.
There are also two east and west wing rooms, and the east wing is the kitchen. The west wing is a warehouse.
Song Chi and his wife lived in the east bedroom, and Yan Shu lived with them when she was still young. Yan Qing lived in the west, and his bedroom also doubled as a study.
"This house is nice. Although it's a bit small, we live in the same courtyard. It's cleaner than the one at home. The courtyard is paved with bluestones, so we don't have to walk in mud when it rains."
The more Miao Osmanthus looked at it, the more satisfied she became. In other words, what she was satisfied with was not the house, but that she could be the master of her own household, and that she had come to the county town from the countryside.
There are a lot of things that need to be purchased when moving to a new home. Even though they have brought everything from their four bedrooms, there are still many things that they need to buy.
At least there have to be pots and pans, right
In the past, the family would eat together and use the same pot. After they were separated from home, they had to buy these things themselves.
There are also tables, chairs and benches. These have to be purchased, but Song Chi is a carpenter himself, so he can save a fortune on these things. He only needs to buy some wood and make them himself.
After three days of busy work inside and outside, I finally settled in my new home.
Miao Guihua extravagantly bought some pork and cooked two meat dishes to celebrate.
The fat and lean pork is fried in oil and fragrant. Although every dish has less meat and more vegetables, for them who rarely eat meat, this is already an extremely luxurious delicacy.
Paired with the freshly baked multi-grain pancakes, the family of four was extremely satisfied.
After the meal, Song Chi rubbed his fat belly and sighed, "I can live a comfortable life by myself. I don't have to share the meat with the whole family. How much you share depends on your mother's face. After a hard day's work, I still don't have a fortune." That little girl got a lot of meat!”
"Who says it's not? But we can only eat the Dada Ya Festival once in a while, and we have to save it in the future. This money is too wasted. In just a few days, the thirty-six taels of silver have already been spent. Half!" Miao Guihua said in pain.
Fortunately, the ginseng dug by Yan Qing was sold for two hundred and sixty taels. With this huge sum of money, she felt a little confident.
"Isn't this just the beginning? There are a lot of things to buy. If you buy them all, you will spend less in the future." Song Chi said.
"That's true. By the way, Master Zhuzi, how are you asking? Zhuzi is eight years old, and from a rich family, he starts enlightenment at the age of three. Let's send him to enlightenment as soon as possible." Miao Guihua said.
"I have already inquired about it. Two streets away from us, there is a scholar named Huang. He is old and does not plan to continue taking the exam, so he opened a private school at home. It is said that his knowledge is very solid, but his personality is relatively good. Sturdy and serious.”
"Don't be afraid of being serious, just be knowledgeable."
Miao Guihua immediately made the decision to let Yan Qing study in Huang Xiucai's private school.
And very quickly, the six rituals were prepared the next day and Song Chi took Yan Qing to become a disciple.
Huang Xiucai's name is Huang Qinghui, and he is a thin old man. As the rumors said, he had a serious face and a serious expression.
If it were a normal eight-year-old child, he might be frightened to tears by his black face.
But Yan Qing was not a child after all, so he answered Huang Qinghui's questions in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.
A trace of satisfaction flashed in Huang Xiucai's eyes, and he looked at Song Chi while stroking his beard, "I will accept this child. From now on, he will come here every day at Chen time, go back at You time, and take a day off every ten days to bathe."
Song Chi quickly raised his hands and saluted, "Thank you sir, from now on my Zhu, no, my Yan Qing, I will leave it to you sir."
"It's easy to talk about."
Then Yan Qing became a student in the private school.
After all, he is not a child, and he has lived for so many lives in ancient times. Although the dynasties are different, things like the imperial examination are all the same. Therefore, you only need to pay attention to some historical allusions and celebrity deeds so as not to confuse them.
He had deliberately kept a low profile and didn't show much intelligence, but he still stood out from a group of real kids.
Huang Xiucai was so pleasantly surprised that he thought he had discovered a child prodigy, and he thought highly of him. This made my classmates very envious and jealous.
However, Yan Qing didn't feel any sense of accomplishment. He only felt a sense of shame for bullying a child.
"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and the universe is primitive. The sun and moon are waxing and waning, and the stars and constellations are arranged. Cold comes and summer comes, autumn harvests and winter hides..."
In the room, Yan Qing taught Yan Shu how to read word by word.
Ever since Yan Qing went to school, Yan Shu had been very curious about her brother's behavior when he came back to endorse books every day. When Yan Qing was reciting it, she was also beside her, shaking her head and reciting it.
Although it was just a random thought, it still seemed like that.
So Yan Qing took the initiative and started teaching her how to read.
"The word "Tiantian" refers to the sky above our heads, and "Earth" means the ground beneath our feet... "
"Heaven, earth, brother, I remember it!" Yan Shu clapped her hands and smiled happily.
Seeing her interest, Yan Qing continued to teach, "The sun means the sun, and the moon means the moon you see at night..."
The two of them, one teaching and the other learning, were very serious.
Miao Guihua saw it and said quickly, "Xiao Shu, don't delay my brother's study."
After Yan Qing entered school, he finally found the opportunity to name his sister, and asked her parents to call her Xiao Shu instead of Si Ya.
Xiao Shu sounded much better than Si Ya, so Miao Guihua and his wife agreed. He also said that Yan Qing was learned and had such a nice name.
"Mom, brother is teaching me how to read!"
"What do girls know? It's better to learn how to cook and be a celebrity from your mother. Yan Qing, don't follow her nonsense and read your book carefully."
After learning that Yan Qing was very talented in studying, Miao Guihua and Song Chi were very happy, and at the same time they paid more attention to his studies. He was not allowed to do any work, for fear that it would affect his studies.
"Mom, I am reviewing. My husband said that when you teach others, it is equivalent to reviewing it in depth yourself, and you can better discover your own shortcomings. If you can teach others what you have learned, they will definitely remember it. Stronger and more thorough understanding," Yan Qing explained.
Anyway, he had to hide his clumsiness and couldn't just take the exam this year. He was idle and it would be good to teach Xiao Shu.
Miao Guihua was doubtful, "Then why haven't you seen Yan Chang reviewing like this?"
"Everyone has different learning methods. After I told my sister once, I remembered it very firmly." Yan Qing said with an innocent expression.
Miao Guihua believed it, "That's alright, you guys should learn from it, Xiao Shu, don't make trouble for your brother."
Yan Shu grimaced and nodded her head vigorously, "Mom, I understand, I will definitely not cause trouble for my brother!"
Miao Guihua was amused by her serious little adult look, "You are so weird, come here to eat first, and then learn from your brother after you eat."
Miao Guihua and Song Chi only have one son and one daughter. Although they value Yan Qing more, they also cherish Yan Shu. They are not like the Song Li family who seriously favor sons over daughters.
"I'm thinking I need to find another job. Since I finished the work for the Wang family, I haven't received any jobs for half a month." During the meal, Song Chi talked about his job.
Since arriving in the county, he has also received several carpentry jobs, but they are all small jobs that can be completed in a day or two. The wages are not high, you can earn ten or twenty cents a day. At the beginning, because I was a newbie, my work was not very decent, and I didn’t even get paid.
So during this period, they were mostly resting on their laurels and had no income.
"I heard today that Piaoxiang Building is looking for a man. How about you go and have a look tomorrow?"
"That's okay. Working in a restaurant is also good. Maybe you can bring some leftovers back for a toothpaste occasionally."
Yan Qing listened to their discussion and felt that the time was almost up and it was time to put his money-making plan on the agenda.
The reason why he didn't give his parents any advice from the beginning was because he was a rural boy and couldn't possibly know these things, and he couldn't go too far in front of his parents, who he got to know day and night. Now that he has been in school for half a year, the time is almost here.
Yan Qing has many ideas for making money. But he not only wants to make money, but also wants to intercept the heroine's path to wealth in the original work.
In the original work, Song Fubao's splendid road is almost the same as that of most time-traveling women, mainly soap, glass, perfume, hot pot, gourmet food...
The eldest family took the imperial examination and became an official. The second family's children couldn't study well, so they took the road of business. All their businesses are directed by Fubao from behind, and of course, she gets the lion's share of the money they make.
From the eldest to the second bedroom, all the people were as loyal to her as if they had been cheated on.
These people are not so much her relatives as they are her loyal subordinates. The eldest brother was promoted step by step, which improved her status; the second brother built a business empire and earned her wealth.
And she was finally named the princess because she contributed a technology-printing.
Yes, in this dynasty where imperial examinations were very popular, there was no printing technology!
This is actually unscientific, because under normal circumstances, the emergence of the imperial examination will greatly increase the number of scholars in the world, and the demand for books will also increase sharply, so printing will come into being.
There will always be people who find it too tiring to copy books and think of clever ways to do it. Therefore, in this world, the imperial examination has been around for four to five hundred years, but printing has not yet appeared. This is incredible to Yan Qing.
However, in the world of fiction, this is possible. Because the author has the final say in the novel, and the author wants to add a golden finger to the heroine, it is not surprising that there is no printing technology.
Yan Qing thought, since he wanted to cut off the Hu, he should cut off the biggest one. Just come up with printing technology in advance. This happens to be related to his reading. It can be explained that he figured it out while copying books, which is not too surprising.
So, after Yan Qing had eaten, he found a smooth wooden board and pasted a piece of paper with a thousand-character text on it. He deliberately chose a piece of thin paper so that the writing could be seen from the back.
"Dad, please help me carve these words on them. Carve them into raised characters."
Song Chi was illiterate, but he was a good carver.
When he first learned carpentry, he didn't like to do heavy work and was always lazy and rushed to do carving work. Because in his opinion this is the easiest.
Or maybe he is quite talented in this area, so his carving skills are very good.
This is also one of the reasons why Yan Qing plans to do printing - professional counterpart.
Song Chi asked curiously, "Why did you carve this?"
Yan Qing explained to him the principle of engraving and printing. Song Chi didn't understand it very well, but he understood one sentence. After engraving, he could print books and sell them for money.
It’s okay to be idle anyway, so he agreed, “Okay, I’ll engrave it for you.”
At this moment, it took half a month to carve the entire "Thousand Character Essay".
Because Yan Qing's requirements are relatively high, it doesn't matter if the strokes are wrong. If the strokes are damaged on the first page, they have to be re-engraved.
"But I'm so exhausted that I won't do this again even if I'm beaten to death."
There were twenty pages in total. After carving the last page, Song Chi threw everything away and collapsed on the bed.
He was not a diligent person to begin with, and if it hadn't been for his son's request, he would definitely not have been able to persist.
But when Yan Qing brushed ink on the engraving, covered it with paper, and printed the first book, Song Chi jumped out of bed.
"This, this is the end?!"
How can a book be printed so easily? The son brushed ink, covered the paper with rubbings, and after sorting it out, the daughter-in-law sewed it up with needle and thread, and a book took shape.
"A thousand-character book sells 850 copies. They also accept handwritten books, and when they receive them, they are 700 copies. Mom and dad, how many books can you print in a day at this rate?" Yan Qing asked with a smile.
Song Chi and his wife were shocked!
Not to mention how many copies you print, even if you print just one copy a day, you can earn 21 taels of silver a month!
This is money that their whole family could not save in a year in the past!