In the following days, strangers would often appear in the village.
For the safety of the village, Song Leizi and his brothers caught these strangers and tortured them as soon as they saw them.
But when he learned that these people were here to inquire about the situation of Bufan Academy, Song Laizi immediately straightened his back and praised Bufan Academy.
They would also show off the gold-lettered signboard that the emperor had given them a few days ago.
After all, not to mention Shili Village, there is not even a private school in the entire county to have this gold-lettered plaque. This is the only one in their Noomo Village.
By the way, he also told when the admissions examination for Bufan Academy will be held.
This is what Bu Fan had told Song Leizi earlier. Once a stranger in the village asks about the private school, he should answer truthfully.
"Village chief, you are smart. Today, you arrested two more people. They say they are from Jiaxing County. I heard them say that their master is a rich man from some town. He is very rich."
Xiao Luren poured a bowl of water for Song Leizi. Song Leizi thanked him and drank it all in one gulp.
"They also said that their master intended to let two young masters come to our academy to study, so he asked them to come here to find out the news!"
"Then what did you say?" Bu Fan was not surprised.
"I told them that their young master wants to come to the academy to study. He will wait until next spring to take the exam. If he passes the exam, he will be able to enter!" Song Laizi answered honestly.
"Confiscating their benefits?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"Village Chief, who do you think I, Song Leizi, am? Am I the kind of person who would betray my personality for some benefit?"
Song Leizi raised his head, looking firm and unyielding.
"Really not?" Bu Fan said with a half-smile.
"Okay, I just took a little money." Song Leizi stretched out his fingers and gestured like squeezing beans, crying.
"Village Chief, you also know that I have many brothers, and these brothers have to rely on me to support them. I have no choice but to do it!"
"Okay, okay, I don't blame you. What I mean is that if those people who are inquiring about information give you benefits, don't push them away, just accept them if you can!"
Bu Fan was amused by Song Lezi's appearance. He was really a living treasure.
"I was shocked. I thought you, the village chief, were telling us not to embarrass the village!" Song Laizi breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.
"What's so embarrassing about this? Those people want to get some information from you, but if they don't give you any benefits, then it's not in vain?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"I know you are sensible, village chief. If you were the old village chief, you might not know what you would say to me!" Song Leizi said with a smile.
"But, village chief, you don't know that those people are very generous with their money. They always give out a few taels. In the past few days, we have collected hundreds of taels! How about I give some to you, the village chief?"
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"You still have money? I'm afraid you guys have already divided it up!" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"I still can't hide it from you, village chief!" Song Leizi smiled awkwardly.
"If you get any benefits in the future, just share it among yourself, don't think about me!"
Bu Fan waved his hand, Song Leizi was a bit muddled and unreliable, but he had nothing to say to his brothers.
Moreover, with the help of Song Leizi, several of his good brothers successfully became singles, and there were also fewer widows in the village, which solved some problems for him.
However, because of this, the men in the village love their wives even more.
After that, Song Lezi said some more words and went home to eat.
"Master!" Xiao Luren said a little nervously.
"Well, what's the matter?" Bu Fan looked at Xiao Luren in confusion.
"Aunt Mingzhu said she would go to the county town tomorrow!" Little Lu Ren lowered his head.
"You want to go?" Bu Fan smiled.
Little Lu Ren lowered his head, acquiescing to his words.
"If you want to go, just go!"
"real?"
Little Luren raised his little head, his eyes shining brightly.
"It's not a big deal. You can go if you want. You don't have to ask me what I want!"
Bu Fan reached out and touched little Lu Ren's little head.
"Thank you, Master!"
…
Early the next morning, Zhou Mingzhu came to pick up little Lu Ren.
"Village chief, aren't you going with us?" Zhou Mingzhu looked at Bu Fan.
"Why should I go?" Bu Fan shrugged.
"It's almost the New Year, don't you need to buy some new clothes? Look, you always wear funeral style, it's so tacky, it's time to get new ones!" Zhou Mingzhu touched her chin and looked at it.
"Aunt Mingzhu, what is funeral style?" Xiao Luren looked puzzled.
"Think about what colors everyone wears when doing white things?" Zhou Mingzhu asked.
"White!" Xiao Luren replied.
"Then what color is your master wearing?" Zhou Mingzhu asked with a smile.
Xiao Luren looked at Bu Fan, his little face suddenly showed a look of realization, "I know, wearing white is a funeral style!"
"Don't listen to her nonsense, there is no funeral style in this world!"
Bu Fan glanced at Zhou Mingzhu.
"Xiao Luren, your master is angry and wants to hit someone, let's run away!"
Zhou Mingzhu laughed playfully, pulled little Lu Ren and ran outside.
Bu Fan couldn't laugh or cry.
However, he still looked down at the white clothes on his body.
Funeral style?
It does look a bit tacky, why not wear black instead?
no.
Black is usually worn by villains.
Attracts too much hatred
Unable to think of what to wear, Bu Fan gave up and lay leisurely on the bamboo chair, scrolling through his friends' messages.
[Your friend Song Xiaochun swung his sword and realized the meaning of the sword]
Hungry...
This is called hard work pays off.
As long as you work hard, you can gain something even by swinging a sword.
[Your friend Han Gang came out of seclusion and his cultivation level increased greatly]
Why did this guy come out of seclusion so quickly?
I hope it won't happen again.
Although every time he sees Han Gang being chased, he feels particularly safe, but as a conscientious person, he knows that he cannot take pleasure in others' misfortunes.
[Your friend Dani travels in the world of mortals]
[Your friend Zhoushan Yue accompanied your friend Dani to travel around the world]
Um?
Traveling in the world of mortals?
"Mr. Bu, are you at home?"
Suddenly, a voice came.
Bu Fan looked for the sound and saw several people standing outside the gate.
"Dear guest!!"
Bu Fan smiled broadly.
These people were none other than the private school teachers who bought chalk from him.
"I and a few others heard that Mr. Bu was awarded a golden plaque by the current emperor, so we came especially to congratulate Mr. Bu!"
The private school teacher who spoke was known to Bu Fan. This private school teacher's surname was Tong, and he usually called him Mr. Tong.
"You are too polite, please come in!"
Bu Fan welcomed them into the house enthusiastically.
In fact, the purpose of these private school teachers was simply to come and see the golden plaque with the reward from the imperial court.
These private school teachers were not surprised that Bu Fan could receive a gold plaque, and they even seemed to have expected it.
Because this Mr. Bu is too knowledgeable.
If it were any other private school teacher, he might be envious and jealous.
After all, he only taught a few scholars and a few children, but many private school teachers taught them, some even taught more than Bu Fan.
But none of them received a gold-lettered plaque as a reward from the imperial court. Why should a little unknown private school teacher?