Well? This is the largest amount of money in these businesses, and the three dollars are converted into more than one or two silver!

"Sister Zhou, then did you go to my house to go through the formalities, or did I send it to you after I got it done?" Song Xing took the copper coin and asked.

"No need, you can get it at home, and when I have time, I won't want salt or anything, so as not to let the owner know and annoy you!" Sister Zhou didn't ask about the interest, but simply said about the family, not even salt, all the female customers in this village are so "bold"!

Song Xing could see that Sister Zhou didn't save money for interest, but simply wanted him to use the money and not let that poofed show squander!

Miss Qianjin has to manage the family's livelihood when she is old, which is really unladylike!

"3,000 Wen, 60 Wen per month, I'll send it to you on the first day of the new month!" Although Sister Zhou didn't care, Song Xing still had to make it clear, after all, it was a financial business, and it was not sloppy!

"No need, I have to go to your place to get it, I still have something to do, go home first!" After Sister Zhou finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the alley!

Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, wave your sleeves, and leave three thousand copper coins!

"This is really no white advertisement!" Song Xingmei sighed with emotion, such a "big horn", he can't wait to come to every nearby village!

If he was asked to find a customer, he might not be able to find a customer like Sister Zhou, and as for the pretty widow, he didn't think about it at all!

With five pieces of money in his arms, the whole road was "jingling", close to noise, but Song Xing felt that this sound was very pleasant!

When Song Xing and Coco returned home, there were already people waiting for them, and Song Xingding saw that it was Mr. Wang, a private school in the west of the village.

Mr. Wang's real name is unknown, he is already fifty years away, his face is kind, his back is slightly hunched, and he walks with a little shaking of his head!

When Song Xing wrote the notes before, he filtered out no more than four people in the village who could read the notes, one was the grain chief who had been promoted, the other was the "Ge You Lie" in Sister Zhou's house, one was himself, and the other was Mr. Wang from the private school!

Of course, they only understand it, and as for many nouns, they have never heard of them, so they must not understand them!

This Mr. Wang was a talent in his early years, but later failed the township examination repeatedly, and finally had to become a teacher in order to make a living!

In private school, in fact, there are not many students, that is, the children of the grain chief's family, the children of the village chief's family, as well as the youngest son of Sister Zhou and the children of several "rich" families in the next village.

Not having money to study is a hard injury, and not paying attention to education is a social ill!

"Mr. Wang, why is your old man here, hurry up and invite in the house!" For Mr. Wang, the only educator in ten miles and eight townships, Song Xing was still more respectful, and quickly invited the old man into the house.

Coco doesn't need Song Xing to say, she has already made tea and served white flour steamed buns, and she is also more respectful to the old gentleman, after all, in his heart, this is a scholar like his brother!

"Song Xiucai, I heard Erhu say, you can save money here to eat interest, is it true or false?" Mr. Wang took a bite of the steamed bun and asked in a very toneful manner.

"Nature is true!" Song Xing tried his best to avoid talking to the old gentleman too much, at his level, if the old gentleman came to say a few words, he should be confused!

"Then I save two dollars, and I have 40 yuan a month?" The old gentleman swallowed a mouthful of steamed buns, took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, and said slowly.

Eat without speaking, sleep without speaking!

In the end, he is a scholar, more cultivated than anyone Song Xing has seen before, although he rarely eats white flour steamed buns, but he eats quite Sven!

"Sir, if you save money, the interest is three cents!" Song Xing had adjusted the interest rate by himself before, and it was 2 points for ordinary customers, and 3 points for the elderly who were over 50 years old, helpless, and had made outstanding contributions to the village.

Let's define these two products as standard products and products for the elderly!

Although others don't understand the concept of the so-called "product", he is good at keeping accounts!

"Oh? Why is that? Mr. Wang asked, rubbing his beard.

"For a respected old gentleman like you, students naturally have to be more respectful!" Song Xing can't say that this is an exclusive product for the elderly, let alone taking care of the lonely and widowed elderly, which inevitably makes the old gentleman feel uncomfortable!

"Hehe, good! Good! Song Xiucai is so righteous, he will be able to go to high school one day and benefit the township! "Scholars have a good face, Song Xing really understands it, the word respect, the old gentleman is very useful, in this era of war and chaos, the social status of Mr. Private School can only exist in his small private school!

In terms of popularity and popularity, they are not as good as the pretty widow in the ready-to-wear store!

"The student borrows your auspicious words, if he is in the middle of the day, he will not forget the teachings of Mr. and will benefit the township!"

It is impossible to test people, as for benefiting the township, he is doing what he is doing and will continue to do in the future!

"Hehe, this is two pieces of money, please Song Xiucai take a look!" Mr. Wang carefully took out two strings of money from his arms and handed them to Song Xing.

"Mr. the student can trust, let's make a note for Mr.!" Fortunately, this old man didn't pull out anything, so he quickly finished writing the note and let him leave with the salt!

Naturally, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone have already been served, and the cocoa is already grinding!

"When Coco was in school, she loved Wenmo so much, do you plan to send it to a private school?" It is said that Mr. Private School regards himself as high and money as dung, and this old gentleman does not forget to "pull business" when buying financial products, which does not seem to be the kind of image portrayed in film and television dramas!

"Yes, do you want to go to school!"

In this era, the students are all boys from rich families, as for the girls, the rich ones are locked in the deep boudoir embroidery building, basically do not go out, girls like Coco are basically helping the family do farm work, marry in their teens, give birth to babies, work in the fields, continue to give birth to babies, continue to work, and continue to work until after the age of thirty, or work、、、、

"I'm not going!" Coco didn't have the concept of reading in his heart, and there were no girls in Yangjiagou to study.

"Hey, although girls can't test for fame, but learning is beneficial after all、、、、、" Next, the old gentleman began to make a long speech, lamenting that farmers are short-sighted, the world is declining, the times are farming, and the Ming Dynasty is not prosperous.

Song Xing saw that Keke didn't want to go, so he didn't force it, finished writing the note, and handed it to the old gentleman who was still talking.

"Song Xiucai, you 、、、、、 this stinky word" Song Xing's stinky word, it was good to meet others, but the more he got to this old pedant, it really caused dissatisfaction!

"The student has been feeling unwell lately, and his hands are always shaking!" Well, Song Xing can only prevaricate.

After watching a cup of tea and a steamed bun, the old gentleman could be regarded as having finished reading, and then pressed his handprint, took a bag of salt and a white-flour steamed bun and went out, and when he went out, he did not forget to persuade Coco to enter the private school again!

"This old gentleman is really calculating, he actually ate two steamed buns before he was willing to leave、、、、 "Coco complained very much!

"Hehe, he is also a very thorough reader, but he still has to eat after all, give him one more steamed bun, and he will be able to save a meal tonight!" Song Xing handed over the two pieces of money to Coco to save, and then looked outside.