The two looked at each other in silence for a while, and then Shen Ruoyu asked: "Do you want to continue to be Mr. Arithmetic?"

Yang Zhao shook her head. She had to focus on other things now, as it would take up too much time with the first batch of college entrance examination students.

Shen Ruoyu: "Then you visit Miss Ruojuan tomorrow morning and communicate your decision to her so that the host family can have a clear idea and avoid making both sides look bad."

Yang Zhao nodded, sorted out the lesson preparations he had written for Miss Ruojuan, packed them up, and put them in his bag.

Early the next morning she changed into her black clothes and headed to Liu's Mansion.

Following her master's instructions, she went to visit Miss Ruojuan first and mentioned the matter tactfully.

Miss Ruojuan was considerate and called Grandma Wang over and whispered a few words.

Grandma Wang resigned and Miss Ruojuan drank tea with her with a smile.

Yang Zhao took out yesterday's piece of cloth and thanked Miss Ruojuan.

Miss Ruojuan waved her hands sheepishly.

"I just gave you an instruction in vain. It's not worthy of your special mention."

The two chatted for a while, and Yang Zhao asked Miss Ruojuan out of curiosity.

"I remember that your mansion once ordered that you are not willing to find a woman of my age as the eldest master's husband. You are afraid that men and women will not be close to each other. Why did you think of me first this time?"

Miss Ruojuan looked confused when she heard this question, and her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly.

"I don't know this either. I thought you were not among the teachers hired this time, but it seems that it was my father who decided."

After waiting for two cups of tea, Grandma Wang turned around and led Yang Zhao into a small flower hall, accompanied by Miss Ruojuan.

Liu Zhengxia sat in the main seat in the flower garden, and the eldest young master of the Liu family sat in his lower position.

The two parties greeted each other and sat down. Liu Zhengxia didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the topic.

"Mr. Yang is knowledgeable and teaches according to his talents. My daughter has sent me letters to praise you many times. This time we want to invite you to join the Liu family again and teach my nephew to learn arithmetic."

Yang Zhao: "Mr. Liu, to be honest, I have a lot of personal matters and really don't have the energy or time to be a teacher anymore. Here are all Miss Ruojuan's arithmetic lesson plans. If you are interested, you can take a look. "

As he spoke, he took out the thick pile of lesson plans from his schoolbag.

The little maid who was waiting took over the lesson plan and turned around and sent it to the main seat.

Liu Zhengxia borrowed it and flipped through it roughly. His eyes lit up, and he carefully flipped through the first three or four pages again.

"Sir, you are a great talent. Just take out this lesson plan and people will buy fifty or sixty copies of it. My daughter doesn't understand your master's brilliance and will only follow your stupid example. Mr. Meng will not give up. She has not given up in the past few months." Progress is rapid.”

Miss Ruojuan sat at the bottom and quietly rolled her eyes at his father.

Yang Zhao hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Miss Ruojuan is naturally smart and works hard. I just brought her in."

This time Miss Ruojuan smiled sheepishly, her face a little red.

Liu Zhengxia clapped the lesson plan in his hand: "Sir, I sincerely invite you to teach in the mansion. My nephew actually has a deep heart and respects teachers. The reason why he made mistakes in this exam is because he is young and can't sit still. That’s all, how about I give you another ten taels per month on top of this monthly payment?”

Yang Zhao: "I will tell you the truth, I am practicing with the elders in my family these days. I am old and it is not suitable for me to be distracted anymore."

Liu Zhengxia laughed: "Cultivation is indeed important, I can't force this matter."

He turned around and told the boy standing behind him: "Go and get sixty taels of silver."

Yang Zhao quickly refused: "No, sir, these are all used by Miss Ruojuan. During this period, you paid my monthly fee. How can I get two pieces of money for one thing?"

Liu Zhengxia caressed the lesson plan lovingly.

"Sir, there is no need to be modest. You have piled up these things from the shallow to the deep and decomposed them from the deep to the shallow. The writing is clear and the ideas are excellent. With this book of yours, as long as this child puts in a little hard work, he will be able to

The results in the future will not be bad. Your idea affects the child's life, how can it be worthless?"

Yang Zhao resolutely refused: "No matter how good this thing is, you can't charge twice. Miss Ruojuan and I also have a certain friendship, and we still want to have a long-term relationship and be close friends. We can't distance our relationship just because of these dozens of taels of silver."

She also wanted to buy some small inventions that others looked down upon in the private school. As a future student of the private school, Miss Ruojuan was the best middleman.

Liu Zhengxia saw her firm attitude and didn't say much. Instead, he turned around and asked something else.

"I don't know how far Mr. Yang has reached in his cultivation. If you have any questions, you can tell me and I will help you answer them."

Yang Zhao felt a little ashamed: "I haven't officially practiced for more than a month, and I haven't reached the point of becoming confused yet."

Liu Zhengxia nodded and asked, "Then what weapon do you major in?"

"Majoring in guns."

Liu Zhengxia raised his eyebrows slightly: "Few women learn gun skills. They usually like to learn lighter weapons such as swords, fans, and whips. How did you learn marksmanship? Is it because your elders only know marksmanship?"

Yang Zhao shook his head: "It has nothing to do with the elders, it's all my fault."

She also wanted to learn something like a sword, but in the Soul Land Competition, the weapon she used was Fang Shuli's big tree branch, which was inch longer and stronger. The gun was safer than the sword, so she naturally chose the gun.

Liu Zhengxia laughed: "It just so happens that I also learn how to shoot a gun. Come on, come on. I'll give you a few pointers on the school field."

He stood up and walked out. Yang Zhao was a little stunned, but seeing that he had already walked out of the hall, he could only follow Miss Ruojuan.

Miss Ruojuan next to her whispered to her with a wry smile.

"My father's favorite gun is that none of my brothers or sisters learned to shoot."

Yang Zhao understood that this was because he wanted to teach the younger generation with her, so he wrapped his hand around her stack of lesson plans as a favor.

The group of people came to a small school ground, where several children and teenagers were learning weapons accompanied by two adults. Weapon racks were erected on both sides of the school ground, with various weapons on them.

When the children and teenagers in the schoolyard saw their group, they came over to salute Liu Zhengxia and say hello.

Liu Zhengxia waved her hand, without saying much, looked at Yang Zhao's height, picked out a gun from the weapons rack, and handed it to her.

Yang Zhao reached out and took it and found that it was similar to the gun she practiced with. It should have been made by the same store, but this gun had a new and old smell. It seemed that it had been bought a long time ago, but not many people had used it.

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She didn't have any stage fright, she walked to the open space with the gun in her hand and started to show off her posture.

I saw her firing the gun quickly and hard, her movements clean and neat, and there was no sign of hesitation like a scholar.

In fact, she has been studying well these days. After all, when she is studying, all-round small wooden blocks are guiding and monitoring her, and she will hit her if she makes any mistakes.
Chapter completed!