Zhu Qian took away the 1,200 words written by Li Qingzhi, which added up to a stack of paper. There was no other way. Li Qingzhi had no strength in his hands and could not control the brush well, so it was difficult for him to write beautiful small regular script with the tip of the pen, and the characters were written relatively large.
After Zhu Qian left, Li Qingzhi took the two children and went to the kitchen again.
The Zhu family had three meals a day, and people at that time went to bed early and got up early... According to modern time, the Zhu family basically had breakfast at around six o'clock, lunch around eleven o'clock, and dinner at around four o'clock.
He had just enough time to have dinner before going home.
Dinner was still white rice, not as white as modern rice, but much finer than brown rice. As for the dishes, there were salted fish, boiled cowpea, and winter melon soup.
Li Damao and Li Ermao were not picky about food at all, they even found white rice delicious and started to eat it with relish. As for Li Qingzhi... in the surprised eyes of the people around him, he finished four more bowls of rice and ate with great relish.
He could have shoveled in a little more, but if he ate too much people would definitely think there was something wrong with him.
After burping, Li Qingzhi went to the housekeeper to get his wages.
He had previously told Zhu Qian about his family situation, and Zhu Qian promised to pay him daily wages.
At that time, ordinary people used copper coins to pay money, but the Zhu family paid him silver. One penny of silver was a small silver coin the size of a dime. Of course, this silver coin was not cast, but a small silver cake that was hammered flat.
Li Qingzhi held it in his arms with great care, then left Zhu's house to find Yao Yugong.
He calculated the time, and when he went there, Yao Zhenfu had not arrived yet.
With his son away, Yao Yugong was obviously more relaxed and asked Li Qingzhi with a smile about the situation of the Zhu family.
Li Qingzhi did not hide anything and told some of the stories selectively.
"There's plenty of white rice and meat, it's great..." Yao Chengong spoke with envy.
He could earn a penny by rowing the boat for a day, but he didn't have meat to eat on a regular basis.
Every morning before going out, he would bring some rice and a piece of pickled cabbage from home, which was his lunch.
Li Qingzhi said: "Master Zhu is a kind-hearted person."
Yao the boatman nodded and said, "Mr. Zhu is indeed a good person. Shunlong Company sometimes asks us to help transport goods, and they never delay paying us."
As the two were chatting, Yao Zhenfu came in, sweating profusely, carrying a book box.
Yao Yugong stopped talking immediately. Yao Zhenfu, after wiping the sweat off his face, asked Li Qingzhi, "Brother Li, how are you doing in the Zhu family? I heard that the Zhu family has no rules."
Li Qingzhi was helpless: "I am just a farmer. I don't know much about the rules."
"Brother Li, then you should learn more about it." Yao Zhenfu talked incessantly, telling about Zhu Qian's past experiences, and his words showed contempt for Zhu Qian.
Li Qingzhi felt even more helpless.
Zhu Qian was born into an ordinary peasant family, and so was Yao Zhenfu. Why did Yao Zhenfu look down on Zhu Qian
Before, Yao Zhenfu had asked Li Qingzhi to discuss academic matters with him, and Li Qingzhi had been interested in it, but now he has completely given up the idea.
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The boat stopped at the stone bridge of Miaoqian Village. As soon as Li Qingzhi got off the boat, he saw Jin Xiaoye and Li Laogen who were waiting there.
Li Laogen rushed over immediately and looked up to ask Li Qingzhi: "Ah Qing, what did you eat at Master Zhu's today?"