Song Xi caught the small fish by herself and the little boy sold her, and the dried small fish were already hundreds of catties.

If you make it into spicy dried fish or spicy dried fish and sell it, it can sell for thousands of dollars.

Not only did I make money, but I also helped children in need, which is really a good way to get the best of both worlds.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Song Xi and Zhou Yi went to the newly built school in Ping'an Village together.

The school was indeed built according to Song Xi's drawings.

When you enter the gate, you have a large courtyard, and at the back are several houses side by side, which look like several façade houses.

In the first house, there were two large water tanks and an earthen stove, but there were no iron pots at present.

Because the new iron pot is expensive, you also need a ticket to buy it.

However, Song Xi has old pots and pans.

The stove also opened a back door according to Song Xi's request, and the reason why Song Xi asked for this was because she planned to pile firewood in the back, and even planned to enclose the sand behind and take the children to plant some cash crops.

Song Xi walked behind the stove, stretched out his hand to open the back door, and saw a large area of sand.

At the very end of the sandy area is connected to the barren mountains, which are only a little green, mostly stone.

The reason why Song Xi chose this place is because there is no food to grow here, so that no one will say that the school occupies a good place.

"Brother Yi, how big is this sandy land, can you see it?" Song Xi squinted his eyes, looked into the distance, and asked Zhou Yi behind him.

Zhou Yi's chin was placed on Song Xi's shoulder, and his arms stretched out to the front to encircle Song Xi, "It looks like it's about two or three acres!" Even if it's less than three acres, that's pretty much it. ”

"Really?" Song Xi was slightly startled, and even his brows jumped slightly.

It's such a large area!

That's really great, watermelons are expensive, and they are easy to sell, if they are planted well, the yield per mu can reach 7,000 to 10,000 catties.

If these three acres of land are planted with watermelons and irrigated with spiritual spring water, with an annual output of 20,000 or 30,000 catties, wouldn't it make a lot of money?

What's more, watermelons can be grown for two seasons.

Planted in March, harvested in July, planted in June and harvested in October.

The output has doubled, so the annual output is as low as 50,000 catties, and the fruit is priceless in this era, which means that it is difficult for everyone to buy it if they have money.

At what price can it be sold at that time, I don't have to look at Wen Qiang's pricing!

If you can set a piece of two, then it will really be sent.

The more Song Xi thought about it, the happier he became, as if he saw the smiles on the faces of the villagers of Ping'an Village.

Suddenly hearing a serious cough behind him, Song Xi quickly broke free of Zhou Yi's arms, and was immediately embarrassed.

"Song Xi, is there anything else wrong?" Qian Weimin stood outside the door of the first room and asked, he didn't go in.

Song Xi closed the back door, turned around and walked over, "Lack of firewood, lack of clean water."

"I'll arrange that." Qian Weimin nodded, he looked at Zhou Yi, but he didn't expect that the relationship between these two children had reached such a good point, and he was very pleased.

As the head of Ping'an Village, he naturally wants to see all the villagers live a fulfilling life.

"There is also land in the yard that needs to be trimmed."

As soon as Song Xi's words fell, Qian Weimin asked Zhou Yi to call a few people to bring tools to come and repair the land in the yard.

Zhou Yi glanced sideways at Song Xi and left.

Qian Weimin said to Song Xi, "The carpenters are in a hurry to work on the few wooden doors that are missing, and after the late rice is harvested, it should be fine, and the classroom will be ready to use at that time." ”

Zhou Yi came back soon, and also took Zhou Ping and the three of them, and then the four of them repaired the ground in the courtyard together.

The strength of the people was great, and the land in the yard was soon divided into patches of vegetable fields.

After a while, someone brought the child to sign up.

It was Xu Yunying and her three children.

Song Xi knew that Xu Yunying would definitely send her children over to study, as can be seen from the fact that she is not afraid of divorce, gossip, or hard work.

As long as the child has a chance to get ahead, she will not give up.

Although not everyone who reads books has the opportunity to get ahead, reading books has many benefits, at least it allows a person to know the wider world and know more interesting things.

"Aunt Yunying, you came here to sign up so early, the three children are really good-looking, come to the office, I'll register you." Song Xi took out a homemade roster and pencil from the cloth bag he was carrying, and beckoned them into the second room.

The second room is an office, where a table and chairs are placed, which is obviously not enough, and the other tables and chairs should still be in progress.

Song Xi sat behind the desk, picked up the pencil, and looked up at the person in front of him.

Xu Yunying pulled her eldest son over and said in a businesslike tone, "Teacher Song Xi, this is my eldest son, Xu Bing, who is fifteen years old this year, is it okay to send him to study at this time, right?" ”

Song Xi naturally knew that Xu Yunying didn't want outsiders to know that they had a good relationship in private, so as not to let the people in the village talk nonsense.

After all, no one in the village has ever read a book, but not all of them are so sensible.

"As long as you want, you can read and write at any age, after all, you can live to learn all the time!"

Song Xi registered Xu Bing's personal information, name, age, and gender on the roster.

As for the rest, I don't have to ask so much, after all, we can get to know each other every day in the future.

Song Xi registered Xu Yunying's three children in turn, the eldest son Xu Bing is 15 years old this year, the second son Xu Qing is 13 years old, and the youngest daughter Xu Yujie is 10 years old.

After registering, Song Xi told them that all the students started in the first grade.

As long as you can score more than 80 points in both subjects, you will be promoted to the second grade.

The speed can be a little faster, and it doesn't have to be like the elementary school in the commune, which has to be slowly improved year by year.

Some children are older and can be nurtured early and sent to high school early.

When the time comes, you can graduate and maybe get a job in the city.

If you have excellent grades, you may be recommended to go to the University of Workers, Peasants and Soldiers.

Even if it's recommended, but the gold content is extremely high, and if you read it, it's the existence that everyone envies.

Xu Yunying saw that the three children had successfully registered, and a relaxed smile appeared on her face.

Song Xi thought for a while and said, "Classes start at nine o'clock in the morning on December 1st, I hope everyone can get here on time and not be late, you know?" ”

Song Xi also knew that children in the countryside had to help with housework at home, so naturally they couldn't go to school at seven or eight o'clock without caring about anything like children in the city, so she set the time at nine o'clock.

As for why the start date of school was set on December 1, it was because the late rice harvest would be two days away.

When the time comes, it will have to be threshed, dried, and paid for public grain, and there are quite a lot of things.

In addition, Zhou Yi said that after harvesting the late rice, it will take time to hold a banquet.

It's better to postpone the start date a little later, so you don't have to rush anything.

(End of chapter)