Lan Yu only had a daughter, Lan Yue'er, and no son yet, but even so, he sent three thousand strings to the academy. He also threatened to prepare it for future children. Soon, most of the nobles sent their second son to the academy.
Academy.
In a dormitory that was just like any other room, Tan King Zhu Zi lay weakly on the bed and cursed angrily: "Han Du, this bastard, he actually dares to make this king deprived of food. Okay, then this king
Just stay hungry, and if something goes wrong, my father will chop off his head."
Every time Zhu Zi ate, he felt like his stomach was being scraped, and water came out of his mouth. The harder Han Du scolded him, the more he felt aggrieved.
"Forget it, Bage, stop scolding, let's save some energy." Zhu Tan was lying on the bed as uncomfortable as Zhu Zi, but he had no good solution. The academy had just sent three hundred Wen to them.
They just took it to eat and drink, and felt that the food provided by the college was too limited and could not satisfy them at all.
Fortunately, the food in the academy is quite good. Although it cannot match the exquisiteness of the food in the palace, the taste alone is not worse than the food in the palace.
But after the two of them spent most of their meal tickets, they were told that each person only had so few meal tickets per month, and if they wanted to wait until the beginning of next month, they would have to wait until the beginning of next month.
After hearing this, Zhu Zi and Zhu Tan understood the seriousness of the matter, but now it was too late to regret it. They had already spent their meal tickets. Even if they were frugal, they could not afford the remaining meal tickets.
It'll take a month.
Originally, they thought that because of their distinguished status, Han Du would not do anything to them. Yesterday, they even went to argue with Han Du and asked Han Du to give them more meal tickets. However, Han Du scolded them back, "If you want to learn, just stay here."
, If you don't want to study, just go back. I'm not forcing you to stay in the academy. As for your lack of food, of course you have to figure it out yourself.'
What can the two of them think of? This is not their palace. No one here knows their identities and just treat them as ordinary classmates. No one will lend them meal tickets. Besides, we are all students.
, he doesn’t have many meal stamps on him. Isn’t that student counting his meal stamps to get by? Even if there were many, they would have been enjoyed long ago, or they were used for other purposes.
The two of them were so hungry that they were dizzy and had no choice but to lie in the dormitory and sigh. They were betting that Handu would not let anything happen to them.
Han Du did not dare to let anything happen to the two of them, but Han Du never thought of giving them food. Han Du had already made up his mind to send someone to send them back when they fainted from hunger, and then
They are not allowed to come to the academy either.
Just as the two of them were lamenting, Zhu Chun opened the door and came in.
"Brother Eight, Brother Ten, what's wrong with you?"
Although the four of them entered the academy together, because the handyman did not know their identities, there happened to be a vacancy in the dormitory, so they arranged for Zhu Chun and Zhu Bai to go there instead of living with Zhu Zi.
Together.
Today, Zhu Chun didn't see the two of them coming to class, so he thought of checking on them. Who knew that when he opened the door, he would see such a scene, with the two of them lying on the bed and sighing as if they were seriously ill.
"Brother Eleven is here? Hurry, is there anything to eat? Hurry up
Go get some food for Brother Wei, Brother Wei has not eaten for two days." Zhu Zi said quickly.
Zhu Chun was stunned for a moment and asked strangely: "Why don't you go to eat?"
"Why else? Of course it's because our meal tickets have been spent." Zhu Bai explained weakly.
Zhu Chun paused and didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "Brothers, please wait for a moment. Chun will come back as soon as he leaves." Then he went to the cafeteria to buy some food and took it to the dormitory.
After smelling the aroma of meat, Zhu Zi and Zhu Tan rolled over and got up from the bed. They were faster and more agile than a civet cat, and they didn't look as sickly as before.
The two of them opened the food box and ate voraciously. After they were full, they felt a warmth slowly spread throughout their bodies, and the long-lost energy returned to their bodies.
"Brother Eleven, you are really good. I used to look down on you because of my brother. I didn't expect Brother Chun to be so generous and invite brothers to eat meat." Zhu Zitian wiped his mouth and sighed.
In the past, when he was in the palace, Zhu Zi would eat whatever he wanted. Not to mention meat, what kind of delicacies from mountains and seas, how could he not miss that meal?
To put it bluntly, the food he used to feed the dogs was much better than what he was eating now. But after Zhu Zi had eaten white porridge and steamed buns for more than ten days, a little bit of meat now whetted his appetite.
Not only did he eat the food clean, he even wanted to lick the grease and water off the plate.
In the past, the relationship between Zhu Zi and Zhu Chun was not close. This was also because they had not had much contact with each other since they entered the academy. But after this incident, Zhu Zi truly regarded Zhu Chun as a brother.
After all, when meal tickets were so valuable, even if Zhu Chun just gave him a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, he would be filled with gratitude. But Zhu Chun would treat him to meat without hesitation. This kind of kindness was too heavy.
"Yes, Old Eleven, you will be our real brother from now on. If you have any problems, just come to see me as your brother." Zhu Tan was also greatly moved by Zhu Chun's actions.
Seeing that the two of them were really hungry, Zhu Chun couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Brother Eight, Brother Ten, are you in short supply of meal tickets?"
"It's missing, why isn't it lacking?" The two of them almost burst into tears when talking about the meal tickets, "Han Du, the guy who kills thousands of people, only gives us so many meal tickets every month, there is enough for us to eat."
The two of them never mentioned the matter of squandering meal tickets, and Zhu Chun didn't bother to dig into it, and said doubtfully: "Three hundred cash meal tickets are not much, but it is still enough to eat."
The two of them smiled awkwardly, changed the conversation, and asked: "By the way, eleventh brother, you seem to have a lot of meal tickets. You can treat me to meat. Where did it come from? Did that guy Han Du give you too many meal tickets under the pretense of being a public servant?"
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Zhu Chun shook his head and explained: "The meal ticket I received is the same as yours, three hundred Wen. However, in my free time, I will help teach some people how to read, so the academy will give me another salary."
"Salary? Will there be any salary in the academy?" Zhu Zi's eyes widened.
Zhu Chun nodded subconsciously, and then said: "The meal tickets issued by the academy are only a very small part. In the academy, whether you do menial work like sweeping or assisting your husband, you can get a salary. I am.
I help teach people how to read, and I can get a meal ticket every ten days." Lan Yu only has a daughter, Lan Yue'er, and no son yet, but even so, he sent three thousand guan to the academy. And threatened,
It was prepared for future children. Soon, most nobles sent their second sons to the academy.
In a dormitory that was just like any other room, Tan King Zhu Zi lay weakly on the bed and cursed angrily: "Han Du, this bastard, he actually dares to make this king deprived of food. Okay, then this king
Just stay hungry, and if something goes wrong, my father will chop off his head."
Every time Zhu Zi ate, he felt like his stomach was being scraped, and water came out of his mouth. The harder Han Du scolded him, the more he felt aggrieved.
"Forget it, Bage, stop scolding, let's save some energy." Zhu Tan was lying on the bed as uncomfortable as Zhu Zi, but he had no good solution. The academy had just sent three hundred Wen to them.
They just took it to eat and drink, and felt that the food provided by the college was too limited and could not satisfy them at all.
Fortunately, the food in the academy is quite good. Although it cannot match the exquisiteness of the food in the palace, the taste alone is not worse than the food in the palace.
But after the two of them spent most of their meal tickets, they were told that each person only had so few meal tickets per month, and if they wanted to wait until the beginning of next month, they would have to wait until the beginning of next month.
After hearing this, Zhu Zi and Zhu Tan understood the seriousness of the matter, but now it was too late to regret it. They had already spent their meal tickets. Even if they were frugal, they could not afford the remaining meal tickets.
It'll take a month.
Originally, they thought that because of their distinguished status, Han Du would not do anything to them. Yesterday, they even went to argue with Han Du and asked Han Du to give them more meal tickets. However, Han Du scolded them back, "If you want to learn, just stay here."
, If you don't want to study, just go back. I'm not forcing you to stay in the academy. As for your lack of food, of course you have to figure it out yourself.'
What can the two of them think of? This is not their palace. No one here knows their identities and just treat them as ordinary classmates. No one will lend them meal tickets. Besides, we are all students.
, he doesn’t have many meal stamps on him. Isn’t that student counting his meal stamps to get by? Even if there were many, they would have been enjoyed long ago, or they were used for other purposes.
The two of them were so hungry that they were dizzy and had no choice but to lie in the dormitory and sigh. They were betting that Handu would not let anything happen to them.
Han Du did not dare to let anything happen to the two of them, but Han Du never thought of giving them food. Han Du had already made up his mind to send someone to send them back when they fainted from hunger, and then
They are not allowed to come to the academy either.
Just as the two of them were lamenting, Zhu Chun opened the door and came in.
"Brother Eight, Brother Ten, what's wrong with you?"
Although the four of them entered the academy together, because the handyman did not know their identities, there happened to be a vacancy in the dormitory, so they arranged for Zhu Chun and Zhu Bai to go there instead of living with Zhu Zi.
Together.
Today, Zhu Chun didn't see the two of them coming to class, so he thought of checking on them. Who knew that when he opened the door, he would see such a scene, with the two of them lying on the bed and sighing as if they were seriously ill.
"Brother Eleven is here? Hurry, is there anything to eat? Hurry up
Go get some food for Brother Wei, Brother Wei has not eaten for two days." Zhu Zi said quickly.
Zhu Chun was stunned for a moment and asked strangely: "Why don't you go to eat?"
"Why else? Of course it's because our meal tickets have been spent." Zhu Bai explained weakly.
Zhu Chun paused and didn't ask any more questions. He just said, "Brothers, please wait for a moment. Chun will come back as soon as he leaves." Then he went to the cafeteria to buy some food and took it to the dormitory.
After smelling the aroma of meat, Zhu Zi and Zhu Tan rolled over and got up from the bed. They were faster and more agile than a civet cat, and they didn't look as sickly as before.
The two of them opened the food box and ate voraciously. After they were full, they felt a warmth slowly spread throughout their bodies, and the long-lost energy returned to their bodies.
"Brother Eleven, you are really good. I used to look down on you because of my brother. I didn't expect Brother Chun to be so generous and invite brothers to eat meat." Zhu Zitian wiped his mouth and sighed.
In the past, when he was in the palace, Zhu Zi would eat whatever he wanted. Not to mention meat, what kind of delicacies from mountains and seas, how could he not miss that meal?
To put it bluntly, the food he used to feed the dogs was much better than what he was eating now. But after Zhu Zi had eaten white porridge and steamed buns for more than ten days, a little bit of meat now whetted his appetite.
Not only did he eat the food clean, he even wanted to lick the grease and water off the plate.
In the past, the relationship between Zhu Zi and Zhu Chun was not close. This was also because they had not had much contact with each other since they entered the academy. But after this incident, Zhu Zi truly regarded Zhu Chun as a brother.
After all, when meal tickets were so valuable, even if Zhu Chun just gave him a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun, he would be filled with gratitude. But Zhu Chun would treat him to meat without hesitation. This kind of kindness was too heavy.
"Yes, Old Eleven, you will be our real brother from now on. If you have any problems, just come to see me as your brother." Zhu Tan was also greatly moved by Zhu Chun's actions.
Seeing that the two of them were really hungry, Zhu Chun couldn't help but asked doubtfully: "Brother Eight, Brother Ten, are you in short supply of meal tickets?"
"It's missing, why isn't it lacking?" The two of them almost burst into tears when talking about the meal tickets, "Han Du, the guy who kills thousands of people, only gives us so many meal tickets every month, there is enough for us to eat."
The two of them never mentioned the matter of squandering meal tickets, and Zhu Chun didn't bother to dig into it, and said doubtfully: "Three hundred cash meal tickets are not much, but it is still enough to eat."
The two of them smiled awkwardly, changed the conversation, and asked: "By the way, eleventh brother, you seem to have a lot of meal tickets. You can treat me to meat. Where did it come from? Did that guy Han Du give you too many meal tickets under the pretense of being a public servant?"
?”
Zhu Chun shook his head and explained: "The meal ticket I received is the same as yours, three hundred Wen. However, in my free time, I will help teach some people how to read, so the academy will give me another salary."
"Salary? Will there be any salary in the academy?" Zhu Zi's eyes widened.
Zhu Chun nodded subconsciously, and then said: "The meal tickets issued by the academy are only a small part. In the academy, whether you do menial work like sweeping or assisting your husband, you can get a salary. I am.
If I help teach people how to read, I can get a meal ticket every ten days."