904: Profiteers are in charge, geese pluck their feathers (1)
The heat of the Golden Scale Pavilion continues to ferment.
It is like a shy and timid flower, exuding a rich and seductive fragrance that constantly attracts prey to come one after another.
The other princely forces could only watch the heat
Jiang Pengji is in Chongzhou, but she knows the situation in Maruzhou well.
"The fish in the pond have been raised long enough, and now the fish are fattening, and it is a good time to fish. She looked at the official document sent by Xu Ke and others, and it happened that the official asked her to come in with a bunch of bamboo slips, and she hurriedly said, "Wenzheng, come and help me draft a document." ”
Seeing her with a smile on her face, the official couldn't help but say, "The lord has met a good thing?"
Jiang Pengji smiled and said, "Of course it's a good thing, if this good thing is done, I will make up for the rest of the three years I owe you." ”
Qi Guanrang has worked under Jiang Pengji for more than two years, experienced three New Year's Days, and was stunned that he did not have a single annual break.
Although the salary is not low, it still cannot make up for the sadness of their busy work from the beginning to the end of the year.
The lord's credibility has fallen below the table, and he doesn't believe a word of Hugh Mu unless he is stupid.
I didn't believe it in my heart, but I said, "Cheng, let this go and polish the ink." ”
Jiang Pengji said, "Xiaoyu and Huaiyu told me that up to now, there have been 3,963 scholars who have entered the Golden Scale Pavilion to borrow books. ”
When the official heard this number, the pen in his hand almost didn't pinch.
"Three thousand nine hundred and sixty-three?"
To enter the Golden Scale Pavilion, you must go through a simple assessment, and only after passing the assessment can you be eligible to register your name and make tokens.
As long as you check the number of tokens, you can know how many people have entered the Golden Scale Pavilion before and after.
Jiang Pengji also relied on this method to collect the basic information of various scribes.
Entering and exiting the Golden Scale Pavilion and borrowing and copying all need to be registered, so you can know how long each person reads the book in a day, which one they read, which one they copied, and according to the information, they can also roughly judge whether the person has a studious heart, perseverance, perseverance, and foundation.
Before these people knew it, most of the information had been leaked.
"Among these people, there is no shortage of talented people, and I intend to recruit them in a targeted manner. Although we are also cultivating our own talents, it still takes a few years of hard work, and we can't always let you use one of the top ten, if you are tired, I will feel distressed. ”
The so-called expropriation is actually a system for promoting talents, and Jiang Pengji, as a state pastor, is naturally qualified to do so.
After hearing this, the official snorted softly, noncommittal.
If his lord would pity them, how could he owe three years of rest in a row?
Three years, seven days of annual leave a year, a full twenty-one days!
It was all swallowed by his own father-in-law.
"What do you mean, do you want to recruit talents from among these scholars?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Of course, they have all been sent to the door, where will I let it go easily? I have built the Golden Scale Pavilion for them to study for free, is it possible that it is for others to make wedding dresses, so that they can take refuge in the right family after they become talents? ”
The corner of his mouth twitched, he really underestimated his own master.
She is really a good businessman, and her ability to pluck the feathers of geese is breathtaking.
If she were someone else, she might not have such a good reaction ability, not only being able to draw inferences, but also squeezing over and over again.
"My lord, based on these news alone, I'm afraid it's hard to tell which is better and which is inferior. ”
Jiang Pengji said with a smile, "This is simple, it is better to play the banner of 'meeting friends with literature', and test everyone with a few difficult problems every day." Then let the respected Mr. Celebrity be the referee, and score everyone's answers separately, listing the high and low. The top three people every day can get a meal coupon of 'Zhike Zhai', with which they can eat three meals a day in Zhike Zhai, and each meal will provide two meats, two vegetables and one soup for free. ”
In this way, you can not only find out the talents of everyone, but also open up the reputation of Maruzhou Zhikezhai.
Qi Guanrang sighed while writing quickly.
His family is the lord of the family, and he is a profiteer who has been delayed by the hegemony of the world!
After a while, Qi Guanrang wrote a document and handed it to Jiang Pengji to read.
If there is no problem with the contents, the document can be sent to Marushu urgently.
"By the way, remember to ask the messenger to find Zhengtu and ask him if he wants to carry anything. ”
"What are you looking for General Fu Wang?" said the officer, surprised.
The corners of Jiang Pengji's mouth twitched, and she muttered, "Calculate the time, Huijun's side will be about to give birth in a while." ”
The official let the second understand.
If you don't live in this age of books, you will never be able to understand people's thirst for knowledge. There are always students who wait outside the Golden Scale Pavilion before dawn, and they are reluctant to leave until the museum closes, and sometimes they don't even have time to take care of their own image.
Study hard day and night, and practice diligently.
In order not to cause trouble, Xu Ke specially arranged for people to set up a free canteen in the Golden Scale Pavilion, where each person could receive a bowl of thick porridge with their identity tokens, and even set up a few clean courtyards for the scholars to take a break or talk about the scriptures.
In just three months, the daimyo of the Golden Scale Pavilion of Marushu spread throughout Dongqing, and there was even a tendency to spread to other countries.
On this day, the scholars soaked in the Golden Scale Pavilion as usual, some wrung their eyebrows and pondered, some discussed in a low voice with their friends, and some carefully copied.
At this moment, a notice appeared silently in the Golden Scale Pavilion.
"What is this?" a certain poor man dressed in sackcloth felt empty in his stomach, and he carefully got up from the mat, and was about to get a porridge to fill his stomach, when he happened to see a sign standing outside the door. He looked at it intently, a little confused on his face.
"Zhikezhai, what kind of place is this?"
As soon as I heard it, I knew that it was something tossed by the merchants, and it was full of copper smell.
The passing scholar furrowed his brow in displeasure.
The son of the Hanmen said, "This Zhikezhai is a restaurant established by Liuzhou Mu, and the profits of the restaurant are used to settle the orphans and children of the soldiers. ”
Hearing that it was the restaurant established by Jiang Pengji, the gentleman's expression softened a little.
If it was used in the right way, he could barely tolerate the merchant to do business in the Golden Scale Pavilion.
He also stepped forward to read the contents of the notice board carefully, and immediately became interested.
Most of the scholars can't afford to pay for meals, no matter how bad they are, the Golden Scale Pavilion also provides meat porridge for free, and one bowl is full.
What they care about is the ranking and the victory, if they answer well, they get the blue eyes of the celebrities, and their worth and capital will immediately rise to a higher level.
Hearing the news, many interested students hurriedly came over with pen, ink and bamboo slips to copy the questions.
On the first day, as many as 100 people participated in the answers.
On the second day, the top three scholars not only got free meal vouchers, but also got the guidance of the celebrities! [End of Chapter]