Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 92 2 Students

In the evening, Awang also came, and after learning more about the job content and salary, he also said that he would come to work in the next few days.

Calculated in this way, Xiao Si and Ah Wang would have to spend [-] Wen a month to go out. This price was much lower than he had imagined.

Awang signed a confidentiality agreement. Even though Xiao Si was a child, he emphasized many times that he was not allowed to enter the back kitchen, otherwise he would be fired.

With Awang's help in the back kitchen, Axiu's work is obviously easier, and he doesn't think he wasted money on hiring people. He shuttles back and forth between the back kitchen and the store every day. He took the title of "Dim Sum Lang".

Wei Ziqing was completely liberated, he let go of the shop, and left Axiu to worry about it. He was free to practice calligraphy and painting every day, and occasionally make tea for skin care.

Speaking of skin care, he can't find many precious materials now, so he can only use the simplest method, rice water, white vinegar, peach blossom, cucumber, eggs, honey, etc. to make some small formulas, the effect is not obvious, but It also worked slowly.

And ever since Xiaosi was asked to help in the store, he accidentally discovered how smart this child is. As long as a customer comes once, he can tell what kind of dim sum he bought last time when he sees him next time; It is even more powerful, never using an abacus, and can quickly check out and change money only by mental calculations. Some customers do not believe that this young child can do the right calculations, so they take the abacus and do it themselves, and they have never made a mistake.

So this smart and calm kid became a joke among the guests. He was often teased by people who borrowed things to give him exam questions, and he was not annoyed. He will also go to ask for advice humbly, not like a boy, but more like a little bookworm in the academy.

Others only thought that he was someone's relative in the store who came to play, but Wei Zi knew his identity clearly, a child from such a poor family, where did he learn these things.

But when he went to ask Xiao Si, he got such an answer.

"I was taught by traveling Taoist priests. I am smart and quick to learn, so I have learned so much."

Xiao Si finished speaking quickly without blinking his eyes, but Wei Ziqing heard him lying. Xiao Si is smart but not an extroverted child. , he would often stand quietly by the side, motionless, without the mischievousness of a child of this age, so words like "I'm smart and quick to learn" would never come out of his mouth.

"Xiao Si, do you know that the faster and more fluently you answer a lie, the less likely it is to be the truth?"

He was a child after all, he shook his head in a panic: "No... I didn't, I didn't lie, I was taught by traveling Taoist priests, I'm smart..."

Hearing that he had to repeat what he just said, Wei Ziqing shook his head amusedly, he is really a child who is not good at lying.

"Okay, I won't ask you anymore. It's okay if you don't want to say it, but if you want to say something someday, or if you need help, you can come to me, okay?"

Xiao Si lowered his head and swayed for a long time: "Really?"

Wei Ziqing didn't expect that Xiao Si would actually ask him to help. He believed that this child had sense of proportion and would not say anything unreasonable.

"real."

"Can you teach me to read?"

"study?"

"It's okay if you can't, I'm just talking."

Xiao Si's face flushed red, as if he felt that what he said was too much.

Wei Ziqing smiled, he really, this is the first time he saw such a hardworking child, thinking that when he was a child, every time he mentioned going to the master's place to memorize poems and write, he would have a bitter face and even shed tears. Of course, he dared not not go, If he didn't go, he would be pricked by the father-in-law in the building, so the class was always accompanied by pain in his memory.

It was the first time someone asked him to teach reading, it was very fresh.

"Then you want to recognize me as a teacher?"

Xiaosi was stunned, as if he didn't react.

"Recognize me as a teacher. I will not only teach you to read, but also teach you to write poems, draw and write, and teach you how to play chess..." Wei Ziqing continued to seduce him with words, for fear of making his students run away .

Xiaosi nodded excitedly, happier than when he said that he was allowed to stay and work that day.

Although the dim sum shop is also open at night, the night market in the county town is not well developed, so there are very few customers, so Wei Ziqing applied to Axiu, asking Xiao Si to come to the house in the evening and learn to read from him.

Axiu naturally agreed, but her tone was a little sour: "I don't even know the words, and sometimes I can't even count the money from the guests."

Ever since, only Awang himself was left guarding the store at night, and he had two more students at once.

A 14-year-old student, a 14-year-old student, but the [-]-year-old child can already teach him to read the Analects, but the [-]-year-old has to start learning the Three Character Classic and how to hold a brush.

It would be dark when Xiao Si finished his studies, and the third brother he mentioned would often wait for him at the door, Wei Ziqing refused to let him in no matter what, so he had no choice but to move the stool to the door, and later he would find out that this boy After sitting, he will put the stool into the room for him, and he is also a sensible child.

Axiu is not smart in this respect, but at least she is diligent enough. He can practice a word on more than a dozen sheets of paper. Later, he feels sorry for the paper, and can write on the table for half an hour with a brush dipped in water.

Xiao Si had just left that day, and when he came back, he saw that Axiu was practicing calligraphy with water again.

"You still need to use paper to practice good calligraphy."

Axiu shook her sore arm and didn't care about it: "I just want to be able to write and read, I don't need such beautiful words."

As he spoke, his movements slowed down, and he pretended to be casual and said: "Your handwriting is really beautiful, you can draw pictures, and you know a lot. In the past--you were also from a wealthy family, right?"

There was a moment of silence in the room. In Wei Ziqing's ears, the word "you" was especially deepened. This was talking to him again, not to the previous "Wei Ziqing".

He didn't deliberately hide it from Axiu, pretending that he didn't understand anything, so Axiu must have guessed something early in the morning, but he didn't expect Axiu to ask so frankly.

"It's okay to be rich, but it's not a good life. I live a life of humble kneeling and flattery every day. I can't let others feel my flattery. I have to pretend to be noble—like Dancing on the tip of a knife, if one does not pretend well, offends someone or has a broken image, it will be worse than dirt and be thrown into the abyss."

Wei Ziqing's words were vague, and Axiu really didn't understand, but he felt that Wei Ziqing didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more.

"Then, what's your name?"

"Wei Ziqing."

Axiu blinked: "I'm asking about your previous name."

"It used to be Wei Ziqing."

Axiu was silent for a while: "Very good, they are all Brother Qing, and you are Brother Qing."

Wei Ziqing smiled mischievously: "Who could it be if it's not Brother Qing? Don't think too much, can you practice your calligraphy today?"

Mentioning this, Axiu picked up the brush with a bitter face: "Go to bed first, I'll recite it for a while."

Wei Ziqing shook his head. These two students were more diligent than the other, and it seemed that he, the teacher, was doing it too easily.

On the other hand, Xiaosi followed his third brother, who was a few years older than him, on the way back, talking about the book knowledge he learned today.

"Know what you know, don't know what you don't know, that's knowing~"

He shook his head and recited it over and over again, and recited what he had learned a few days ago one by one if he didn't find it satisfying.

The third brother likes to listen to his endorsement the most. Although he can't understand it, he just thinks it sounds good.

"That's great, you have to study hard, maybe you can become a scholar in the future!"

Xiao Si thought in his heart that he would not only want to be a scholar, he would also be a Jinshi, and then a number one scholar, and then... Naturally, he would not say these words to anyone, otherwise he would be treated as a child's talk and provoke It's just a joke.

When he came to the door of the house, he thought that he would have to teach Xiaoqi to write for a while, and he had a headache. He also wanted to take the opportunity to warm up the book for a while!

"Third brother, I don't know much by myself, so teaching Xiaoqi feels a bit difficult, why don't I ask the teacher to teach Xiaoqi too!"

Unexpectedly, the third brother was suddenly very angry, raised his hand and knocked him on the head.

"Your teacher is kind, so he taught you to read for free, and gave you a salary of [-] Wen a month. He has helped us enough. How can we ask for extra things? How did I tell you that although we are poor, But not a beggar! If you think you can't teach Xiao Qi, then don't teach!"

Xiao Si covered his head, tears streaming down his face: "I know, a gentleman doesn't eat what he gets, I was wrong, third brother, I will definitely teach Xiao Qi well."

The third brother couldn't understand his words either, so he stretched out his hand and patted his head a few times: "Okay, hurry up, finish teaching early and go to bed early."

Xiao Si took a break from other thoughts and concentrated on teaching Xiao Qi. In the process of teaching him, he also reviewed the knowledge he had learned. After explaining to Xiao Qi, some things he didn't understand before suddenly became clear. This is what he didn't know. Think of the benefits.

In the blink of an eye, it was late autumn and October.

The fat aunt came to the county town to see her son, and because his daughter-in-law was pregnant, he picked a basket of hawthorn out of the mountains, thinking of satisfying her daughter-in-law's gluttony.

Who knew that the daughter-in-law couldn't eat a bit of sourness, and she vomited non-stop when she saw the hawthorn. He was so scared that he quickly pulled all the hawthorns out of the house. Trouble, thinking that Wei Ziqing was in the county, I simply sent them to him.

"Don't tell me it's strange. People like to eat sour when they are pregnant. When he arrived, he felt sick when he saw the hawthorn! I was hired to deliver it, so I can't hire a carriage to go back!"

There are indeed quite a lot of baskets, and it is not easy to pick them from the mountains and transport them here. Besides, Wei Ziqing personally likes to eat hawthorns, and his saliva is almost drooling when he sees them.

"Auntie, I want all these. How much do you say?"

Aunt Fat's face darkened: "Do you think I'm here to fight the autumn wind? This is the kind of person I am in your eyes, Aunt Fat?"

Wei Ziqing quickly smiled and pulled the fat aunt's hand: "How can I, I really like this hawthorn, and I know it's hard to pick, so I just said it. If my aunt doesn't like me asking for money, I won't say it."

Aunt Fat was happy now, and turned to talk about family affairs: "It's strange to say that the Wei family hasn't even opened the door since Axiu came to the county with you in the past few months, and no one has seen it. Your uncle and Mrs. Liu, do you know where you went?"

Wei Ziqing didn't care too much about the Wei family's affairs: "I don't know, isn't Mrs. Liu crazy? I guess he was taken by my uncle to work and live there."

Ordinarily, the news that Axiu was with him had spread throughout the village, and Uncle Wei should have asked him to find out, but now I think it was because he was not at home all the time, and the villagers couldn't see him, so he didn't get the news.

That's fine, let's have a few days of quiet life, otherwise there will be another big battle, seeing Axiu working in the shop, maybe something will happen.

Aunt Fat didn't bother him about Wei's family anymore, and saw the hawthorn again.

"This hawthorn is very sour. Why do you like to eat this kind of thing?"

"Hawthorn is sour when eaten raw, but it is delicious when made into other things, such as candied haws, hawthorn tea, hawthorn cake..."

Aunt Hua let out an "ah", but she didn't understand.

"What kind of food is this, candied haws? Gourds made of sugar? What is hawthorn tea? Is it tea?"

Seeing that Aunt Hua was so surprised, Wei Ziqing recalled that there really seemed to be no candied haws sold on the street!God!This kind of cheap snack that is well-known in their family and almost everyone will eat one or two bunches in winter, unexpectedly there is no such thing here!

Looking at the basket of hawthorns again, he almost seemed to see a basket of gold.

"Auntie, are there many hawthorns in the mountains?"

Aunt Hua almost didn't think about it: "Come on, those things grow in pieces in the mountains, and it's time to ripen them. The bright red ones are pretty, but no one knows how to eat them. Most of them pick them for the children. Only those who are playing or pregnant will love to eat."

"That's great, can you ask someone to pick some from the mountains?"

The fat aunt waved her hand: "There's no need to hire someone, I'll just go, tell me how much you want."

Wei Ziqing thought for a while, the hawthorn was already ripe, and it would rot if he didn't pick it. Although he didn't have any specific food to make yet, he was still confident. After all, these things were too simple, so he was bold once. Take a gamble.

"As many as there are in the mountains, how many are picked!"

The fat aunt was taken aback: "Why do you want to do so much?"

Wei Ziqing smiled secretly: "Business secrets, haha, auntie, I will leave the picking of hawthorns to you. This is what you promised me. Remember to send me a mountain of hawthorns."

The fat aunt thought that Wei Ziqing would tease him again: "Your aunt, even if I have a pig belly, I can't pretend to you."

"I'm not kidding you." Wei Ziqing straightened his face: "Although hawthorn trees are wild, they grow on the land in the village after all. I really want these hawthorns, so I plan to spend money to buy some."

"Acquisition! Oh, how much are you going to spend?"

"Two catties for a penny, don't want rotten fruits and green fruits, what do you think?"

Aunt Fat nodded: "Even the wages of ten cents a day are enough for people to pick the hawthorn, which is enough for the villagers to be happy, let alone buying it, wouldn't they be crazy about grabbing the hawthorn?"

Wei Ziqing shook his head: "Now everyone just doesn't know the magical effect of hawthorn. If I make money because of it in the future, wouldn't it be unfair for the villagers to scold me behind their backs? Auntie, I don't know the villagers well, so I'll leave it to you." Here you go, I'm relieved."

The fat aunt was a little nervous: "Leave it to me? Forget it, I can't do it, or you can do it for your second uncle."

Wei Ziqing shook his head: "My second uncle is the head of the village, so if you participate in this kind of business, you will inevitably be gossiped about."

Then he deliberately joked: "Auntie, you are very popular and have a bright voice, and you can calm down even a rascal."

Aunt Hua thought it was a compliment to him,

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