"Auntie, you don't have to think about the turnover of the perfume shop, within three days, someone will be in a hurry to send me a large sum of money."

Ning Wuxian thought of his own means of planting out-of-season flowers, as well as the flower house owners who had lost the Ye family's big patron.

He didn't plan to invest a lot of money in growing flowers from the beginning.

Flowers, there are ready-made.

Money, there is cash given.

Ning Zhang's stunned expression when he heard him talk about the Arabian Nights, opened his mouth, and finally smiled dumbly.

That's it, let the unharmed kid toss.

Anyway, the rice will ripen immediately, and the Zhuangzi will have income, and if there is no harm and need, she will make up for it.

Ning Zhang's family no longer mentioned this disappointing topic, and called a small servant to go to Liujiazhuang to inquire about the price of selling the land and manor to the local tenants.

Ready to buy.

The carriage ran over a thin layer of mud on the road, "squeak", "squeak" and drove close to Zhangjiazhuang.

When there were still five miles away from Zhuangzi, Ning Wuxian was far away, but he saw that under the shade of the tree where Cheng Yi had a dispute with the carpenter last time, there were seven or eight students standing in anticipation.

Among them, there is also a person that Ning Wuxian feels familiar, it is the rich young master Yuanbao who bought his poems on the shore of Xuanwu Lake.

There is also a Wang student who has compared poems with him in front of the Liufu Gate.

Ning Wuxian put his hand on his forehead, squinted at the empty and unpopular village school not far away, and said in his heart: This time there are more than half of the students compared to last time, it is estimated that something has changed, and those students can't hold on and leave.

Just thinking about it, Cheng Yi picked up the curtain and jumped out of the carriage.

Wang Xuexue's eyes suddenly lit up, and they all surrounded them.

The ingots were squatting in place with a fan from the little guy, with a depressed expression on his face, which made Ning Wuxian quite curious.

I don't know if this son, one of the three wealthy businessmen in Jinling, is here to teach or to scatter money?

"Brother Cheng, you're here!"

"Brother Cheng, if you don't come again, we won't be able to run this village school."

"The students haven't been here since you left."

Everyone complained and roared, so frightened that Ning Zhifeng threw himself into Ning Yang's arms.

Ning Wuxian asked the daughter of the Ning family to go to Zhangjiazhuang first: "Please trouble the eldest aunt and the second aunt to arrange our accommodation first, and we will go over later." ”

"Okay, there's still an hour before sunset, don't come too late."

Ning Zhang's admonition, and then ordered the coachman to leave quickly.

In her impression, the students are all gentle and elegant, even if they pretend, they must pretend to be reserved.

I don't know who brought down the atmosphere of Jinling students, so dare to express it, and it is like quarreling when they talk.

Ning Zhang's heart said: If these students go to the court as officials and encounter disputes, I don't know if they will stage a full martial arts?

Thinking of this, she glanced at Ning Wuji, who was riding a horse to lead the way, and decided to let her youngest son who wanted to take the martial arts exam concentrate more, and don't read it if she doesn't like to read.

Practice your martial arts first, and then fight with whomever you want, so that you won't suffer.

After Ning Zhang's left.

Ning Wuxian, Cheng Yi, Qin Fenglan, Shen Youchu, Ji Jin and his party walked down from the carriage.

The students who were complaining in their voices just now, when they saw that not only Shen Youchu was coming, but even Ji Jin was also in the Shen family's carriage, they opened their mouths and puffed out their cheeks, but they couldn't say a word, as if they had been stuck in the neck, and their faces were swollen and red.

Then, in a panic, he saluted Ji Jin.

"I didn't know that Miss Ji was also in the carriage, so it was abrupt."

"You guys just talk freely, how can it be abrupt, it just so happens that I am also very interested in Cheng Gongzi's village school, I wonder if you can let me participate in it?"

Ji Jin changed his previous image of not daring to speak in front of Ning Wuxian, and walked to Ning Wuxian's side.

Shen Youchu was taken aback by her bold move, and when he reacted, he was not far behind.

The two women, one left and one right, seemed to protect the Dharma left and right, which made the students who were still blushing just now, worried that their rude behavior would attract the disgust of the beauties, and their eyes turned red in an instant.

They looked at Ning Wuxian...... Silently withdrew his gaze.

People should be damned than people, and goods should be thrown away.

In other words, they must not admit defeat, but in the face of Shi Xian Ning is unharmed, how dare they compare?

Nowadays, there is a saying in the literary world: There is only one more powerful than the poet immortal himself.

Once they knew that they didn't have a chance to return beautifully, the students stopped being reserved and spoke out again.

"Miss Ji, you don't know, many of the villagers here are ...... Diao Min. ”

"We don't want to speak ill of people behind our backs, but they don't keep their promises at all."

"In order to enroll those school-age children, Brother Cheng promised to provide a child with ten cents a day, and did not charge them for pen, ink, paper, inkstone and books, guess what?"

Seeing the indignant expressions of the students, Ning Wuxian had a rough idea in his heart.

Ji Jin, who had never seen the suffering of the world, asked puzzledly: "How is it?" How many days did they take classes, they learned the importance of knowledge, and they didn't want subsidies, and they sent children from all over the country? ”

As soon as this remark came out.

Ning Wuxian glanced at the innocent Ji Jin with sympathy.

Miss Ji, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you.

And Wang Xuexue and the others, who were about to file a complaint, heard Ji Jin's words, their faces showed constipation, and they were as uncomfortable as if they had swallowed flies.

None of them.

It's just that when they and Cheng Yi made this decision, they also imagined that after the villagers learned the importance of knowledge, understood their efforts, and the far-reaching significance of running a village school, they no longer let the children take the risk of digging herbs, but came to study and go to school.

But reality gave them a resounding slap in the face.

"Miss Ji, you think too highly of those villagers."

The students were speechless because of shame, but Yuan Bao didn't care about this.

He was fooled by a classmate and asked him to pay for the construction of the village school, saying that this would give him a good reputation.

Money, the Yuan family doesn't care.

The Yuan family is a real wealthy businessman in Jinling, or the kind that has been inherited by the ancestors for thirteen generations, it is definitely not modest to say that he is the richest man, and the Ye family has more than one street that has thrown off the rich.

But when the ingots came, they found that it was not like that.

"After Chengyi returned to the city, those villagers did send their children to receive the ten cents every day, but after learning less than a stick of incense, they let the children find all kinds of excuses for and peeing, or headaches and brain fever to go home and continue to work."

"Not only that, but the books, paper and pens I donated yesterday were sold at a bargain price in the township market this morning."

What?!

When Cheng Yi heard this, he only felt a thunderbolt hit his head, and his body shook a few times.

Fortunately, Qin Fenglan helped him so that he would not slip and fall to the ground.

Ning Wuxuan glanced at Cheng Yi sympathetically.

Sometimes you want to do something good, but you use the wrong method, and that's the result.

It's not good to be tired alone, not to mention fattening a group of bloodsucking insects, maybe you will be scolded by them.

Then.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, covered in patches, wearing straw sandals, with a scruffy beard, and full of alcohol, pulled a teenage girl over, and his eyes lit up when he saw the ingots.

"Yuan Gongzi, my eldest daughter still wants to read a few more books, I heard that some famous books are worth a lot, you can be merciful, give my eldest daughter a few copies?"

The man tugged at the little girl's braid and pushed it hard, making the little girl kneel in front of the ingot.

"Don't hurry up and kowtow to Yuan Gongzi to thank you, with these books, you can continue to study in the village, didn't you say that you like to read and want to read? What are you still doing in a daze, kowtow! ”