"No alcohol? Forget it, give me a bowl of plum soup. ”

In a moment, the man brought him a bowl of plum soup.

The man casually picked up the plum soup and took a sip, the entrance was cold, sweet and sour, which made him instantly feel a little refreshed.

"Boss, has this soup been iced?"

Jiang Cheng'er said: "Yes." ”

"Are you usually busy? Is business good? ”

"When there are many customers, they are busy, and there are still a lot of people who patronize them."

"It's great, I also want to open a small shop, I don't have to think about anything."

Jiang Cheng'er asked, "It looks like you have something to worry about?" If you don't mind, you can tell me, maybe I can do it. ”

The man smiled bitterly: "No way, just look at my dress, you know that I am a scholar, I have tried and failed, my family no longer wants me to study, they say it is a complete waste of money." ”

The pain of the exam, Jiang Cheng'er, who has experienced a hundred battles, naturally understands that there are many ways to make a living in modern times, but in ancient times when in addition to farming was studying, once a scholar did not pass the imperial examination, and had no other skills, he could not put down his body to do other work, which was very painful.

She persuaded: "If you fail the imperial examination, it is not that there is no other way out-"

"Say no more!" The scholar interrupted her angrily, and then felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, because my heart is really painful." ”

Jiang Cheng'er was taken aback by what he had just done, but quickly calmed down again, and thought of a new idea, "I thought of a job for you, I don't know if you're not interested?" ”

The scholar said: "Miss Xie's kindness, let's listen to it." ”

"I wonder if you're interested in going to a private school to tutor people?"

"Tutoring?" The scholar's eyes showed doubt.

"Tutoring is to guide those schoolchildren in their homework, since you have passed the imperial examination, the children's homework should not be difficult for you, right?"

"Heh, Chen still has this confidence."

The cram school was Jiang Cheng'er's whim, this dynasty was not popular cram school, in ancient times, winning the imperial examination meant honoring the ancestors, she guessed that parents in ancient times should also be very concerned about their children's learning, the market for ancient cram school training classes is still blank, maybe she can make a similar New Oriental out?

"Lin Nuo, I heard that you got a perfect score for silent writing this time?"

In the abandoned open space next to the private school, a tall boy asked another boy in a fine costume with a fierce look.

"Hmm." The little boy who was questioned nodded timidly.

The tall boy stared at him suspiciously: "Didn't you always score zero points before?" Why is it so powerful all of a sudden? ”

The little boy in brocade clothes was named Lin Nuo, and he looked at the boy with teary eyes: "It's my father who helped me memorize the book." ”

"I don't believe it!" The tall boy raised his voice and looked at him with jealousy in his eyes, "You must be peeking at someone else." ”

"I didn't!" The little boy also defended loudly, "I'll recite it to you now." ”

The tall boy looked at him thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "You're lying!" Who doesn't know that your dad is busy with business and doesn't care about you at all, and will still endorse you? ”

He stepped forward and approached the little boy, lowering his voice with a threatening tone, "Tell me the secret of your dictation?" He raised his strong fist at him, "Don't you say be careful that I beat you?" ”

The boy looked at his fist and trembled with fear, hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay, let me tell you, I'm going to a Xiucai to tutor." ”

The tall boy couldn't react for a while: "Tutoring? What is the meaning? ”

"Tutoring, which means extra learning, taught me some dictation skills. ”

The tall boy listened to him a little stunned, believing his words in his heart.

In a house not far from the private school, a young scholar stood in the center of the room with a book in his hand, and a bookshelf next to him with many ancient books was placed, and a little boy sat at the table and listened attentively to what he said.

"To write ancient poems silently, we must first look at what the text says, rather than memorizing it." Chen Sheng slowly taught, "Look at whether this ancient poem is written about scenes or things, according to time or according to direction." Then look at what the characters are and what they do. It's much easier to sort these out and memorize them again. ”

"Take this long song as an example: the time is spring to autumn, things from Kui, Baichuan to people, knowing this, isn't it much easier to memorize?"

Original text: Qingqing Garden in the sunflower, morning dew waiting for the sun. Yangchun Budeze, all things are brilliant. Often afraid of the autumn festival, the yellow leaves of the yellow flower decline. Hundreds of rivers from the east to the sea, when to return to the west. The young man does not work hard, and the boss is sad.

The little boy nodded, and took notes in his notebook.

"That's a good point! This gentleman is talented. Suddenly, a female voice came from outside the door, Chen Sheng followed the prestige, and saw a young woman wearing gold and silver walking in with a tall boy.

Chen Sheng was slightly puzzled: "Thank you for the compliment, are you, madam?" ”

The young woman smiled and said, "I am the third room outside Zhang Yuanwai," she pushed the boy, "This is the little Zhang Tong, I heard about the fame of Mr., and I want to hire Mr. to give a lecture for my son." ”

Chen Sheng was a little flattered: "I don't dare to be, it's my honor to tutor Ling Gongzi." How did Mrs. find out that Chen was tutoring? ”

The young woman didn't have time to speak, and her son Zhang Tong pointed to another little boy in the room: "It was he who said it, he said that his score went up after tutoring with you, and I want to bring Tong'er over too." ”

Lin Nuo whispered: "He said he was going to beat me if I didn't tell him." ”

Chen accepted Lin Nuo and Zhang Tong, and their grades improved by leaps and bounds, and they became the top few in the class, which surprised the master who was in charge of teaching them.

Soon after, more than a dozen children came to Chen Sheng and crowded into a room to listen to his lectures. The people who can come to tutor are all children from rich and noble families, and Chen Sheng is also paid a lot of money, he quickly earns a lot, and he also likes the nature of this work.

At about midnight, the sun gradually retracted its rays, and the afterglow penetrated into the window lattice. Chen Sheng stood alone in the room, opened the wooden cabinet, took out a locked box, opened it with a "click", the box was full of loose silver and copper coins, he counted it, ten taels of silver, it was the income from tutoring in this month, and handed it to Mrs. Han for two taels, and the remaining eight taels were considered a high salary among the people around, Chen Sheng smiled with satisfaction and put the box away.

He looked out the door, it was time for the students to come over.

After a while, there was a sound of brisk footsteps, and Lin Nuo was the first to arrive. Every day.

Chen Sheng looked at him with concern and asked, "Are you here?" Did you understand today's lesson? ”

Lin Nuo just hung his head and didn't speak.

Chen asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Sir," Lin Nuo's voice was so slight that it was almost none, "my mother said she wouldn't be coming to you next month." ”

"What?" Chen's heart suddenly chuckled, and countless thoughts surged through his mind, "Am I not teaching well?" What is your mother's dissatisfaction with me? ”

"No," Lin Nuo shook his head, "...... She gave me another gentleman I found. ”

Chen Sheng was stunned, there are still people who do the same business as him? He only recently learned that there is this kind of work to take, is it that so many people are already doing it?

He bent down slightly to look at Lin Nuo and said, "Nuo'er, tell me what is the name of that gentleman?" Don't worry, I'm not going to trouble him, I just want to know about the situation. ”

Lin Nuo said: "That gentleman's surname is Xu, and it is said that he is the champion of the Fengle period. Now the resignation is back. ”

"Champion?!"

Chen Sheng paced back and forth in the room impatiently, scratching his ears and cheeks. He couldn't figure it out. None of the students studied hard in the cold window, in order to become a eunuch and glorify their ancestors, and some people would choose to come to this place to teach children in the first place?

"Sir?" Lin Nuo whispered, "My mother is still waiting for me outside, she asked me to tell you and then she is going home." ”

"Okay, you can go back." Chen Sheng waved his hand irritably and asked him to leave.

"Mrs. Han." A slightly impatient male voice sounded overhead.

Jiang Cheng'er was engrossed in fiddling with the nine rings in her hand, looked up and saw the person coming, and put down the things in her hand.

"Mr. Chen, what's the matter? Is cram school okay? "I heard that there are a lot of people who have come to him for tutoring recently, and the cram school should be set up.

"It's bad." Chen Sheng's tone was bored, "Recently, everyone has said that they are leaving, go to find that champion, do you deserve to be looked down upon if you don't win the lift?" There was a look of resentment in his eyes.

His words really surprised Jiang Cheng'er, she thought that the cram school was running well, but why did something happen again, who was the champion?

She asked, "Who do you say they went to?" ”

"A man named Xu Jianming, the champion ten years ago."

There are fewer and fewer people who come to Chen Sheng's tutoring, and they all did go to the champion class, Jiang Cheng'er quietly inquired with those parents, and that class is called the champion cram school. She decided to pretend to be a family chief to come to the door to find out. The cram school was also near the private school, and Jiang Cheng'er came to a simple house, and there was a sign in front of the house that read "Zhuangyuan cram school".

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a long shirt, thin and elegant, and his age and temperament really looked like a champion.

"You are?"

"I'm the mother of Aman in the private school, are you Mr. Xu? I heard that your tutoring is good, so I wanted to take a look. ”

"Oh, then come in and have a look." ：

She glanced at the room, where there were several wooden tables, on which were pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, exactly the same as the furnishings of Chen Sheng's room. The students in the house had not yet arrived, and only Xu Zhuangyuan was alone.

"Mr. Xu, what are you teaching here?"

"Literacy, memorization, dictation, and poetry can all be taught."

Jiang Cheng'er pretended to be surprised: "Mr. Xu is really versatile, but is there anything special?" I know a gentleman who also does this job, and he also teaches this. ”

Xu Jianming's face turned red when he heard this: "I am the champion, and I must be better than him in teaching!" ”

"Then I don't know how you charge for this?"

"Two thousand essays per person a month, and an additional fee for writing poetry guidance."

Two thousand in January! Jiang Cheng'er was speechless, Chen Sheng's fee was only 800 Wen, and some parents already felt that it was too much, he was a sky-high price, and there were people who were willing to send their children? Is it really as Chen Sheng said, is it the difference between the unsuccessful candidates and the champions? Sure enough, every dynasty has blind parents.