"Since I'm here, it's necessary to visit and get to know the talented men of Daqin."

Ying Ziye thought to himself, and simply asked Jian Jiu and Yuan Tiangang to go to the shop next to buy some gifts, and followed a few elegant middle-aged men in the front row.

As for Liu Ji, he had no intention of giving gifts at all, and the money had to be spent on the Ba Gongzi.

Lufu!

There were crowds gathering in front of the door, but the door was closed.

"When will you open the door to meet the guests?"

"That's right, I've been waiting for so long."

"yes!"

The crowd was talking, and the high-ranking officials and nobles also stayed outside the door.

Buzz!

At this moment, the door opened.

A middle-aged man wearing a scribe robe walked out.

He bowed his hand and greeted, "Everyone, you're rude!"

"Mr. Lu heard that there is no decent school in Peixian yet, so he planned to open a private school in Peixian."

"Guangsuo the children of Pei County to teach poetry and books, and personally teach and answer questions for everyone!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, it immediately attracted everyone's cheers.

"Very good!"

“When will it open?”

"You guys like Mr. Lu actually teach their knowledge personally, that's a big deal!"

The middle-aged scholar coughed lightly and said with a serious expression: "But opening a private school requires money."

"Although Mr. Lu doesn't like money, he decided to use today's banquet to get the donation in order to prepare for a private school."

"oh!"

"How can I explain this?"

Someone asked curiously.

At this time, Ying Ziye also brought Hou Qing and others over.

The middle-aged scholar waved his hand and walked over with a roll of cloth on the side.

A rush!

A seat map appears.

"This is the distribution map of banquet seats. The prices of each location are different. The closer you get to Lu Gong, the higher the price."

"As long as you pay the donation, you can attend the banquet."

The middle-aged scholar smiled and said, "This time the donation will be burned on the stone tablet and stand in front of the door. Mr. Lu will never be greedy for ink."

It turns out to be like this.

After hearing this, everyone also understood.

Mr. Lu is extremely strong and trustworthy, not to mention that the charity funds raised will be made public, so there is no need to worry about being greedy.

Immediately, the county magistrate took the lead in donating the donation and said, "I am a close friend to Mr. Lu. He is planning a private school. How can I do my part? Fifty gold!"

After the county magistrate finished speaking, his confidant walked up to take out twenty gold and said apologizing: "I didn't bring so much money today. I will send the thirty gold to the mansion again."

"Can!"

Middle-aged scholars don’t care about it either. After all, whoever brings so much money with them, and the other party is also a friend of his master.

"I'll pay five thousand!"

"I'll pay ten gold!"

"I'll pay twenty gold!"

"I'll pay 7,600 yuan!"

The crowd donated money one after another and took out the money and handed it over to the concierge who collected the donations.

Of course, there are some people who don’t have enough money, so remember it first.

Liu Ji groped his chin and looked at the money in his arms.

"No, that's for the eighth young master!"

However, at this time, so many officials and nobles were there, and everyone was donating donations.

Although he had the nerve to lick his face and go in, he probably wouldn't be able to go in without donating charity money.

However……

"I'll pay ten thousand dollars!"

Liu Ji shouted loudly: "But I don't bring that much money now, I'll come here to serve it tomorrow."

Ten thousand yuan, that is, ten gold, is needed for ordinary families in one or two years of life.

Although he has no money, he pretends to be a big shot first and then talks about it.

Hou Qing smiled slightly at this time and said, "I'll pay a hundred gold coins!"

The guard on the side came forward with a large cloth bag and poured pieces of orange and gold on the tray in the doorman's hand.

One hundred gold, that is one hundred thousand yuan.

This is not a small amount of money!

It immediately caused everyone present to stare at and look over.

Call me the boss!

"Hmph, what's there?"

Firefighting hummed disdainfully and waved his hand: "I will also pay a hundred gold!"

Wow!

Everyone's eyes were straight.

"Little girl, do you have that much money?"

They couldn't believe it.

Crazy!

Seeing this, Ying Gou took out a large cloth bag from Shulou behind him, and pieces of gold fell onto the tray.

"Is it enough? Is it enough? Is it more than I want!"

The high-ranking officials and nobles no longer talked about it. Although they had money, they could not donate so much, most of them were more than ten gold and more than ten thousand yuan.

Jian Jiu walked out with a smile and said, "I don't have much money on me, so I donate forty-fifths."

Only less hardware than the county magistrate.

This old man who is not good-looking has so much money?!

Everyone looked over with doubt.

"One thousand gold, one million yuan!"

Ying Ziye stepped forward, swayed the folding fan and said with a faint smile.

One thousand gold!

There was a silence in front of the Lu Mansion.

Whether it is a high-ranking official or a scholar or a businessman, they all looked over.

After counting breaths, I recovered.

"What?!"

"One thousand gold, one million yuan!"

"Are you joking, this young man?"

"That's right, don't let the wind blow your tongue."

The scene was boiling, and the crowd looked at Ying Ziye with disbelief.

"Someone can pretend more than me!"

Liu Ji couldn't help but exclaim.

He also looked suspicious that the other party didn't have that much money afterwards.

The middle-aged scholar was shocked and came to Ying Ziye's side, guessing in his heart.
To be continued...