Most people don’t behave too courageously when it comes to money, and Li Qinzai is certainly not immune.
Make money, business, not shabby.
With only the two hundred guan in his eyes, Li Qinzai even forgot to ask why Mrs. Korea and Mrs. Wei, who were so good, suddenly came to his farmhouse to enjoy the farmhouse.
It doesn't matter, Li Qinzai is the shopkeeper who collects the money, and they are the paying customers. Our relationship is pure and legitimate. Once the money and goods are settled, the years will be peaceful.
Two hundred dollars will not be the end. When they come, Li Qinzai has nine ways to make them pay more money, nine ways!
After getting the windfall, he was in a good mood. When he returned to the other courtyard, Li Qinzai, who was originally angry when he got up, even hummed a little tune.
The meal was ready in the backyard. Cui Jie and Jin Xiang were sitting at the table waiting for him to come home. There was a whole chicken leg in the bowl in front of Qiao'er, but he didn't take a bite and sat obediently on his seat waiting for Li Qinzai.
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Li Qinzai was greatly satisfied psychologically by the arrangement of the meal by the head of the family. He took the main seat unceremoniously, announced that dinner was ready, and the whole family started eating.
Qiao'er grabbed the chicken leg and took a big bite. The corners of his mouth were dripping with oil even though he didn't realize it. As he ate, he said, "Dad, the science test will be in a few days. After the science test, can I read the Mingshu science test paper?"
Li Qinzai nodded happily: "Of course you can, and it is necessary. Your junior brothers will have to do it several times themselves, and I will explain it to you step by step."
It's a good habit. The five years of college entrance examination and three years of simulation in the previous life were all to prepare for the next exam, to check for omissions and self-summary. It is very necessary.
I think back then, Li Qinzai also fought his way through the single-plank bridge where millions of college entrance examination candidates lived. In the end, he lived up to expectations... After passing the exam twice, he had to obey the adjustment and enter a useless major that his grandma did not love and his brother-in-law did not love.
With Qiao'er's current ability, regardless of her age, she is still a little short of time to take the Minskrit Science Examination. If she waits for another two years and consolidates her knowledge and can apply it systematically, she might even be able to show up in the science exam. No.
If you hope to be the number one pick, you can still look forward to being ranked in the top 100 of the top three.
After all, Li Qinzai is a master figure in the field of calculation today, and his son will not be any worse.
"Qiao'er wants to take the scientific examination?" Li Qinzai asked with a smile.
Qiao'er asked curiously: "Is the scientific examination for becoming an official?"
"Roughly the same."
"When you become an official, do you have to do errands every day? Can't you just wander around doing nothing like dad?"
Li Qinzai's old face darkened, and Cui Jie and Jin Xiang laughed out loud at the same time.
"...Are you polite?" Li Qinzai glared at him and said, "Dad also has serious errands, and he is very busy. He is in charge of the army and governs the people. He is very busy."
Qiao'er opened her clear eyes in confusion and said, "But dad wanders around the village every day, either fishing or sleeping. He only goes to school occasionally, so where is he busy?"
This unlucky child not only lacks severe beatings from society, but also lacks severe beatings from his own father...
Cui Jie and Jin Xiang were laughing so hard that they didn't give any dignity to the pillars of the country.
Li Qinzai said with a dark face: "Don't talk when you eat or sleep. Don't you understand the rules? Eat well and stop talking nonsense!"
Qiaoer continued to chew the chicken legs obediently.
Li Qinzai concluded his work with satisfaction. Very good. The hegemonic suppression of feudal parents has worked. What's the use of reasoning? Cruel suppression is the right way.
The family ate in silence. After only a moment of silence, Qiao'er suddenly said: "Dad..."
Li Qinzai stared, and Qiao'er hurriedly said: "Dad, just one sentence, one sentence."
"you say."
"Dad, when I grow up, I want to take the scientific examination. However, I don't want any fame. I just want to see how far behind I am compared to the world's elites."
Li Qinzai smiled: "Why don't you want fame?"
Qiao'er showed an innocent smile: "My child wants to be like his father, an idle and moldy rich man, wandering around the village every day, Yu Yuan is enough."
"After father dies, why not pass the school to his children..."
Cui Jie and Jin Xiang could no longer hold back their laughter. The two women hurriedly stood up and said in unison: "Husband, I...haha, I'm full."
After saying that, Jin Xiang helped Cui Jie, and the two women stumbled out of the door. Their wanton and impolite laughter could be heard from a distance.
Li Qinzai sighed feebly, stared into Qiao'er's eyes and said seriously: "You remember, father and son can only have one street kid, you better make progress."
A picture emerged in my mind involuntarily. A few years later, father and son were wandering around the village with toothpicks in their mouths, walking like they didn't recognize their relatives.
When they meet a beautiful woman, they come up to tease them together, when they meet a banker, they curse, bully men and women, tease cats and dogs, do all kinds of bad things, and make people angry...
Thinking about that scene, Li Qinzai couldn't help but shudder.
This trend must be completely nipped in the bud!
What should I do if my child doesn’t want to make progress? It must be because there are too few homework assignments.
"Qiao'er, as a father, I have a few sets of test papers here. I will finish them all tonight and I will check them tomorrow." Li Qinzai said with a pleasant smile.
Qiao'er's little face fell, her energy and energy were drained out instantly, the chicken drumstick in her mouth tasted like chewing wax, and she responded lazily.
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The next day, officials came to Zhuangzi.
One minister of the Ministry of Rites, two doctors of the Imperial Academy, and two censors of Xitai.
The five people came to the other courtyard to meet Li Qinzai, and they were very polite to each other.
The officials came to participate in the scientific examination questions together with Li Qinzai. The Ministry of Rites and the Imperial College were the assistant examiners and discussed the difficulty of the questions in detail. The two censors were responsible for supervising the examiners' actions to prevent the examiners from leaking questions and showing favoritism.
Li Qinzai doesn't care. As long as it's not specifically targeting him, the supervisor will supervise. Anyway, he has a clear conscience and is willing to cooperate if things are done according to the rules.
With the arrival of the officials, the atmosphere in Ganjingzhuang suddenly became a little solemn.
The school was temporarily closed, and all students were moved to the dormitory area and were not allowed to approach the classrooms.
The officials brought the Jinwu Guards and sealed off the school. Li Qinzai and them temporarily moved into the school for food and accommodation, but they discussed the scientific examination topics day and night.
It was not difficult to come up with the topic. Li Qinzai already had a rough draft, but it was a bit cumbersome to discuss it.
Although Li Qinzai is the examiner, the questions he poses may not be recognized by the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial College. After all, the candidates have different starting points, and the examiners have different ideas.
The questions that Li Qinzai thought were easy turned out to be more difficult than climbing to the sky in the eyes of officials. The questions in Mingshu Science in the past dynasties also included knowledge of astronomy, geography, and calendars, which Li Qinzai could not agree with.
Everyone's arguments were so fierce that they were blushing and thick-necked every day, but the two Xitai censors stood by and yawned in boredom.
As long as the examiners do not disclose the questions and do not show favoritism, how they set the questions is their business, and it has nothing to do with the censor.