Chapter Ninety-Two: Renhe Private School

"Uncle Tong." Luo Yougen greeted respectfully.

"Young roots! Lao Tian "Tong Sheng saw that it was Luo Yougen and Luo Laotian, his face was full of surprise, and after seeing what Luo Laotian and Luo Yougen were carrying, he was even more happy, this is going back to study.

"Mr. Hu is in the house, and I will lead you in." Tong Sheng happily invited Luo Laotian and Luo Yougen into the house, and after entering the hall, Tong Sheng said with a smile, "Lao Tian, Yougen, you wait." ”

Not long after Tong Sheng entered the house, he came out with a man about forty years old, wearing a brown cotton robe, a black scarf, and a white beard.

"Mr. Hu." Luo Yougen respectfully bowed his hand in greeting.

Although Luo Laotian didn't call anyone, his face showed joy and a little apprehension.

"Yougen, are you going back to study?" Hu Xinglin asked with a smile.

"Yes, sir." Luo Yougen replied in the affirmative.

Hu Xinglin showed a sincere smile, "You guys sit down." ”

Luo Laotian sat down a little embarrassed, but Luo Yougen sat down calmly.

"Mr. Hu, I'll make tea for you." Tong Sheng went down with a smile.

"Mr. Hu, I'm really sorry, I'll have to bother you to take care of the young roots in the future." Luo Laotian said with a simple smile.

"Don't worry." Hu Xinglin replied with a smile, "Is there a problem with officially coming to the private school tomorrow?" ”

"No problem." Luo Yougen replied with a smile.

Hu Xinglin nodded with satisfaction, "I won't leave you today, and I will go to the private school on time tomorrow." ”

"Yes, sir." Luo Yougen got up when he heard this, and respectfully bowed to Hu Xinglin to say goodbye.

"Eh, why is it over so soon, and I made tea." Tong Sheng entered the door and saw that the three of them had gotten up, and they looked like they were about to leave.

"Old boy, you entertain me, I have to go to class." Hu Xinglin finished speaking and left.

Tong Sheng shook his head with a smile, "This person is old-fashioned, not bad at all, Lao Tian, Yougen, you sit down, I made it today, but I specially took the good tea from Mr. Hu." ”

Tong Sheng was enthusiastic, Luo Laotian and Luo Yougen sat down again, and drank three cups of tea.

Before leaving, Luo Laotian opened the money bag and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Tong, has there been any change in the bundle?" ”

Tong Sheng is not a teacher in Renhe Private School, he is a bookkeeper, and Luo Yougen's bundle Luo Laotian was directly handed over to him.

"It hasn't changed, it's the same, it's the same as before." Tong Sheng smiled and waved his hand.

Luo Laotian smiled and took out two taels of silver and a large string of copper coins from the money bag, "Mr. Tong, this is the bundle of young roots from May to the end of the year. ”

The day is just right, tomorrow is the first day of the fifth month.

"Exactly, exactly, two taels and four hundred dollars." Tong Sheng accepted it with a smile, Luo Laotian was able to take out more than half a year's bundle at once, which shows that the conditions at home have improved, "Lao Tian, your steamed buns are really a must, in recent days, Mr. Hu and I have eaten the steamed buns on your stall." ”

"By the way, I heard that the manager who is in charge of repairing the Guanyin Temple asked your family to order steamed buns, so our Renhe private school will also be successful?" Tong Sheng asked.

"Mr. Tong doesn't need to decide, starting tomorrow, I'll send it to you." Luo Laotian said with a smile.

"Nope." Tong Sheng said with a serious expression, "I am now talking to Lao Tian about business with you as Mr. Renhe Private School's bookkeeper, and our private school doesn't order steamed buns every day, and we deliver them once every seven days, so as to improve the food of Mr. and the students in the private school." ”

Luo Laotian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and bowed his hand to Tong Sheng, "Thank you, Mr. Tong, for taking care of our stall business." ”

"Oh, don't." Tong Shengle said, "You don't need me to take care of your stall's current business, so you're all scrambling to buy it." ”

"Lao Tian, starting tomorrow, I will send buns every seven days, cough cough, by the way, I will send them tomorrow." Tong Sheng covered his uncomfortable cough with his sleeves and reminded, "Thirty meat buns, thirty sesame buns, and then fifty sauerkraut intestine buns, is it feasible?" ”

Luo Laotian smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll send it early in the morning." ”

Tong Sheng grinned when he heard this, "Okay, okay." ”

Tong Sheng personally sent the two to the door, "Yougen, your kang is still the same as the original, just carry the futon on your back when the time comes, and the grain and firewood will go to me to register the quantity first, and then you can send it to the kitchen." ”

"Okay, Uncle Tong." Luo Yougen said with a smile, "Wait a minute, we'll send the food first." ”

Tong Sheng nodded, "Okay, I'm here, open the door for you." ”

Luo Laotian and Luo Yougen went straight to the Miji grain store when they left Renhe Private School, and there was no surplus food for Luo Yougen at home, so they were ready to buy grain from the beginning.

Renhe's private school has a bundle of 300 wen a month, wrapping it, but the bedding is carried by itself; Eating is to solve by yourself, every month to carry their own food, the type of food, the amount of food to determine the amount of food to eat in a month, of course, you can also eat in advance, but then carry food to make up, firewood is also to be carried every month.

In addition, students spend the most money on pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which they have to buy by themselves, so the average farmer has to provide a reader, and the pressure is very great.

After entering the Miji grain store, Luo Yougen chose a relatively low-priced cornmeal, five cents a catty; Luo Laotian felt sorry for his youngest son, after all, the conditions at home were improving day by day, and he didn't say that he could occasionally eat brown rice at home, and his youngest son only ate cornmeal when he studied hard.

In the end, Luo Laotian knocked on the board and decided, buy 30 catties of cornmeal, buy 10 catties of brown rice, and then buy it after eating.

The money earned in the past few days is not enough to spend today, the money in Luo Laotian's hand is the one who sold lotus roots before, and Wang Guihua specially gave him three taels before going out today, and now there are only a few hundred big money left in his arms.

"Young roots, it's good for you to study hard and have your own ideas, but don't put too much pressure on yourself, we are already digging in the ground, even if we can't study at that time, it's good to come back and farm." Luo Laotian saw that his youngest son's expression was more serious than before today, and he whispered relief.

"Xiucai is not so easy to test, and there are few Xiucai in the entire Luoxia Town, you ......"

Luo Yougen's heart warmed, and he interrupted Luo Laotian's words with a smile, "Dad, don't worry, my son knows what to expect." ”

Luo Laotian saw his son with a gentle smile on his face, and his heart was relieved, "Haha, that's what I said, you are sensible, Dad can rest assured." ”

The father and son bought food and went to Renhe Private School again.

By the time the father and son returned to the bun stall, the buns had already been sold out.

"How's it going, young roots?" Wang Guihua asked with sparkling eyes, it took so long to come back, it stands to reason that there is no problem.

"Don't worry, it's all done, and I'll start studying tomorrow." Luo Laotian said with a smile.

"Haha, that's good, that's good." Wang Guihua exclaimed happily.

When Luo Changgen and the others went to Li Ji Tofu to put the cart and come back, the family went to the gate of the town and prepared to go home.