But after a sip of wine, Boss Zhao said indifferently: "Cousin, you look up to him. He knows poetry and lyrics, because his family opened a clinic and unexpectedly obtained a recipe for steaming wine.

But these ice cubes are used for winter and summer.”

"He was not prepared last winter, so he could only worry this summer, unless he could ask God to turn this summer back to winter, otherwise he would either come to my house to buy flowers or you to buy ice, and he would not be able to escape."

Boss Zhao's words are rough or not.

This made Yu Bingchuan feel more at ease.

No matter how great Ning Wuyang's ability is, it is impossible to turn summer back into winter.

And the ice will not turn out out of thin air.

Yu Bingchuan then took a sip of wine, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Cousin, this summer is hotter than in previous years. I heard that droughts have occurred in many places. I will increase the price of this ice cube. You

The price of flowers will rise by 10%?"

"One percent is too small, it will increase by 20%. Then, I will bargain with Ning Wuyang, hahaha!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, with a look of greed on their faces.

...

The first thing Ning Wuyang did when he arrived in Zhangjiazhuang was to write down the rules for tomorrow's work under Cheng Yi's urging.

Cheng Yi can teach according to the above content.

Before picking flowers, we need to be cleaned out in the mountains and then divide the planting areas according to the length of sunshine.

Regarding these things, Ning Wuyang was recovering from the last time he came.

There is also Shen Youchu, who has learned this knowledge recently, and helped him decide on some details.

Half an hour later, Cheng Yi saw that Ning Wuyang wrote three pages, three feet long and two feet wide, except explaining what should be done in the next three days and refining them into each person's process.

When there were many modifiers, Cheng Yi couldn't help but sigh: "Brother Ning, you are such a genius."

Too slippery!

At first glance, this is just a common rule of doing things.

But in fact, many of the words inside look like they can be removed, but if they are really removed, the sentences will be incomprehensible and difficult to understand.

In order to ensure that the children can understand it, Brother Ning also abandoned the running script he is good at and deliberately used square regular script.

After reading the words above, Qin Fenglan couldn't help but praise: "I really didn't expect that the font next to Brother Ning's writing was also eye-catching."

Of course.

If the gold medal planner does not have a few spare fonts on hand, how can he create original artistic characters that will satisfy the funder based on it?

Upon hearing this, the students all rushed over to watch.

Just looking at their passionate appearance, Cheng Yi knew that these three copybooks were put into the village.

Even many students would come to copy.

At that time, more people will join the Jianshe Village School and use Ning Wuyang's practices in the local area to other places, so that more poor children can read books.

If you don’t seek to get a good fortune in the exam, you can at least learn to read by literacy. If you really do this, you may be able to read it in ten or twenty years.

"Brother Ning, there is something else I want to ask for your consent."

Cheng Yi pushed his head away and buried it in the paper. He folded the rice paper and bowed to Ning Wuyang.

Seeing that he was so serious, Ning Wuyang thought to himself: I just deliberately praised me, is there any problem waiting for me?

Then I don’t praise me, and I will lose my mind if I praise me.

Just as he was thinking, Cheng Yi didn't keep it a secret, and asked directly: "I thought, since the villagers are so obedient to you, in addition to the contents on these three sheets of paper, I also want to teach them the poems written by Brother Ning.

Many of Brother Ning’s poems are catchy and easy to read. I wonder what Brother Ning wants to do?”

Ning Wuyang heard that this was the case, so he naturally enjoyed seeing it happen.

"No problem, as long as you are happy, just teach it."

In his understanding, poetry should not be admired by others or down-to-earth, but only products circulated in small circles such as poetry clubs and literary circles.

It’s just that in this era, it symbolizes the barriers of the cultural class.

Ordinary people will not be idle and have the mood to recite poems and lyrics. It can be said that it is a unique interest and hobby for cultural people.

Chengyi introduced it to the countryside, which might set off a craze for poetry, and it might also give birth to poets or lyricists from the country school, making Daxing's cultural heritage even more brilliant.

After receiving his affirmation, Cheng Yi and others left with satisfaction.

Ning Wuyang was originally going to keep them for dinner.

But Cheng Yi said that after a villager asked them to dinner, he found a place to build a canopy in the village school he built, and piled up sand to practice calligraphy, so he didn't have time to eat and drink here.

"We decided to let everyone practice calligraphy from the sand pile first. When they are almost done, they will go to the poetry club in the city to raise some pens, ink, paper and inkstone."

"Young Master Yuan also said he would support us with all his strength, but after the matter of the drunkard father, we were embarrassed to ask him to pay for it again."

Ning Wuyang felt that Cheng Yi's idea was much more stable and realistic than before.

This is a good thing.

Before these students get the exam, they can first understand the reality before they can decide what they should do, instead of following the trend and eventually losing themselves.

fine.

"If you need it, please speak. I will stay in the village or on the mountain these days."

Ning Wuyang expressed the greatest respect to this group of students who have ideals and are willing to give.

But Cheng Yi did not respond to his words this time, but instead said: "If you have difficulties, we will think of our own solution first. If it really doesn't work, come to see Brother Ning. Brother Ning, you are busy first, we'll leave."

A group of young men walked along the shortcuts in the mountains toward the village school.

The afterglow of the sunset shines on their tender faces, but it gives people a feeling of seeing the hope of a prosperous future.

Ning Wuyang stood on the spot, watching their figures disappear halfway up the mountain, and tidied up their thoughts.

That's all he can do in the village learning.

After fulfilling your commitment to others, the next step is to develop your own career.

"Fifth brother, mom calls you to go to our yard for dinner!"

Ning Zhifeng ran into the yard like a gust of wind, and Ning Zhixia was still following behind him.

Ning Zhixia nodded to Shen Youchu and Ji Jin, took out a letter from her sleeve and handed it to Ning Wuyang.

"Second sister? Is this for me?"

Ning Wuyang glanced at the signature on the envelope.

Miss Zhang?

The face of a pretty girl flashed through his mind.

He and Miss Zhang's family from his second aunt's house only passed each other once when they visited relatives during the Chinese New Year.

The scholars in the Zhang family have many rules, so why did they write letters to the foreign man in private and ask their second sister to send them to him?

Shen Youchu next to him had a vigilant expression and asked indirectly: "Miss Ning Er, why did Miss Zhang write a letter to Mr. Ning?"

"Isn't my fifth brother who gave the Zhang family an unlimited bookmark before. My cousin's family thought he could buy perfume at will and was very generous when giving it to others. As a result, half a month later it was grandma's birthday party, and my cousin promised a few young ladies.

I gave them perfume, but the perfume shop had already sold out."

This is embarrassing.

Ning Wuyang only made ten days of purchase limit except for the two thousand bottles that were pre-sale last time.

He was in the dungeon for 11 days, and the perfume had been out of stock for two days.

But the pre-order has not started yet.

Miss Zhang is here to urge goods.

"Fifth brother, Miss Zhang said in the letter that she heard the news that the flower house owners did not sell you flowers, which led to the inability to produce perfume. Now on the black market, the price of a bottle of perfume has soared to 200 taels."

Ning Zhixia said with some helplessness and expectation:
Chapter completed!