Zigong is a businessman, well-informed, and has a flexible head, but when he saw the scene in front of him, he was also dumbfounded. All of a sudden, like Zilu, I felt that I was at a loss, and I didn't know how to say it?

"Zigong!" Yan Hui suddenly found Zigong walking in, as if he saw a savior, and greeted him.

"Zigong! There you are! "Min Ziqian saw that Zigong was coming, and he also greeted him!

"Zigong! You said? What to do? What to do? Zilu saw Zigong coming, and asked Zigong.

"What else can I do?" Zigong saw that there were people inside and outside the school, and said, "Refund the tuition!" ”

"Refund tuition?" Zilu exclaimed with wide eyes.

"Retreat? Refund of tuition fees? Really retreat? Min Ziqian asked in disbelief.

"Retreat!" Yan Hui nodded affirmatively on the side.

"Do you think you want to quit too?" Zilu asked Yan Hui.

"Retreat!" Yan Hui nodded towards Zilu again.

"But?" Min Ziqian whispered: "We don't have much money on hand?" This, this, this? This has just been paid to the gentlemen (substitute teachers), this? ”

"I'll put it on first! When the gentleman returns, we'll discuss it again! Zigong nodded.

What else can be done in the face of such a situation? Zigong felt: the only way! It is to calm down the incident first and send the parents of the students away, so as not to make the matter bigger and bigger!

Zigong promised to refund the tuition, and the parents of the students stopped and waited in line to receive the tuition under Zilu's shouting.

Yan Hui brought the account book, and Min Ziqian sat on the accounting bench to settle the accounts. Tuition refunds are only refunded for future tuition, and current and previous tuition fees are non-refundable. So! It must be calculated.

Fortunately, Confucius's students were all proficient in arithmetic, and they were able to calculate the accounts. The amount of tuition fees charged, deducting the number of days that have been studied, and the rest will be refunded.

There are also many parents of students who came under the bewitchment of others, and they regretted it after pulling the baby out of the school. So! These people just dragged the baby home and did not ask for a refund of the tuition. There are also some people who take a wait-and-see attitude. Others are withdrawing tuition, and they are standing aside with their babies to watch the excitement.

Those who ask for a refund of tuition fees are those who have a tendon in their heads, impulsive and reckless of the consequences.

There are also some people, after queuing for a while, seeing that they may not be able to wait for him when it gets dark, they find a reason to slip away. Anyway! As long as there is an account, I am not afraid that the Confucius Institute will not refund the tuition fee.

After such a fuss, today's class of the Confucius Institute is considered to be over.

In order to free the parents of the students to make trouble again and affect the image of the school, under Yan Hui's proposal, let the day students go home during the holidays, leaving only those students who live in the dormitory.

Since Confucius had not yet returned, the money deposited with Confucius could not be withdrawn, and the money on hand was simply not enough to pay for the refunded tuition. In desperation! Zigong had to pay for it first.

Zigong doesn't have much money on him, but! He has business here in Weidu. There was a store that owed them money and could have taken it.

During the Spring and Autumn Period, large businesses were generally not traded in cash, and bartering was generally popular. Deliver the goods to another place, and then exchange them with others for goods that you think are of equal value. After the transaction is completed, the goods returned from the trade are transported to other places for exchange, or converted into local coins.

Zigong's family had business in all parts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and this time they came to the capital, not only to find Confucius, but also to extract some patriotic coins.

It's dark, and the tuition fees that should be refunded have been refunded, and the gentleman has not returned. Zigong, Zilu, Min Ziqian, Yan Hui and others have not eaten lunch until now, and they don't feel hungry. I was full, and I was full of anger from Mr.'s actions.

"Eat! If you don't eat me, I'll eat! Seeing that Confucius had not returned, Zilu said angrily.

Under his reminder, everyone suddenly realized: they were hungry. Only then did I remember: I haven't eaten lunch yet.

"What are we waiting for him? He's drinking in the palace now! Wei Gong and Nanzi are still not grateful to him and invite him to drink? Eat! We eat our own! Yan Hui! Go buy wine. ”

Seeing that Yan Hui ignored him, Zilu remembered: he didn't have a penny in his pocket.

"I'm going to buy some food and drinks! You guys make some staples at home! Seeing this, Zigong said.

Zilu nodded and smirked, "Ahem!" Or do you have money! You go buy wine and groceries! You're in for a treat! It's time to come to your home country, and you should invite us to drink! cough cough cough ......"

"yes!" Zigong nodded and said, "When we were in the country of Lu, we often went to your house for dinner. You're here to defend the country, so naturally I'm going to have a treat! I bought the food and drinks today, ate them at home, and waited for Mr. Tomorrow or someday, I'll set up a table at the best restaurant in the capital, and invite everyone to drink! ”

"Howler!" Zilu excitedly agreed.

Zigong went out to buy wine and food, and Zilu let people make it the staple food.

After a while, Zigong bought back the wine and food. Everyone sat around and didn't say anything polite, eating and drinking while taking a big sip.

Just when everyone had filled their stomachs and was ready to say Mr. with the help of wine, Confucius returned.

With the support of the guards of the palace, Confucius walked in.

The crowd came back first, and they all looked at him in disbelief as if they had seen a stranger. Everyone couldn't believe that this person was not a gentleman, and they couldn't believe it either: Mr. also had a time when he was drunk.

It's obvious! Sir's wine tonight is high. This is not Confucius's style! How can a sage be so irrational and drunk with alcohol? And! Still drunk like this.

"Confucius! You're home! The two guards helped Confucius in and said.

"I can still drink! Good Kaisen today! Confucius said with his tongue wide open.

"Sir! Mr! Mr! You've drunk too much! Mr? Zigong came back to his senses, stepped forward to support Confucius, and shouted.

"Good! Confucius will be handed over to you! Our mission is accomplished, let's go back! When the guards saw that Confucius's students had come to take over, they hurried to hand over the business.

"I can still drink! Wei Gong! I can still drink! This wine is good! ......" Confucius broke free, looking like he was still drinking.

After the guards handed over Confucius to Zilu and the others, they didn't care about this side and left quickly.

"Sir! You're drunk like this, and you're still drinking? Yan Hui was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

"I want water!" When Confucius saw that the guards were gone, he straightened up and said.

"Sir! You're not drunk, are you? Yan Hui asked in surprise.

"It's enough to choke!" Confucius said again.

This sentence is no longer a big tongue.

"Sir! Are you pretending? Min Ziqian asked in disbelief.

"Can you do it without pretending to me? Enough to choke today! Confucius put one hand on Yan Hui's shoulder and said to Min Ziqian.

"Why do you pretend? Mr? You are a sage, doesn't that meet the standards of a sage? Zilu sneered on the side.

"Aren't the sages human?" Confucius asked rhetorically. Suddenly! His eyes lit up, he looked at Zigong and asked, "You're here!" ”

"Sir! I'm coming! Mr! Zigong stepped forward and said.

"It's good you're here! Sir, you're in trouble! You said? What about the gentleman? Confucius asked.

"Sir?" Zigong asked, "What's in your trouble?" ”

"Mix in the world! I'm not as good as your Zigong! Zigong! I admit it! In dealing with people and society, I really have no experience, I'm not as good as you! ……”

(End of chapter)