The heavens from Bailuyuan

Chapter 2
'It's a waste of money for him to study like this!Why not save money to buy land, marry a daughter-in-law, and anyone can study? '

"The ground is thin and pines and cypresses are planted, and the poor family is studying.There is a future, but I am in my teens, and studying at this age is unbearable, unbearable!Pity! '

'...'

Discussions from the diners of Wangji Restaurant came from behind.

He seemed to be able to see some scholars dropping their book bags and shaking their heads.

laugh?

ridicule?

"Maybe I'm too sensitive!"

Bai Gui, who was walking on the street, took a self-deprecating glance at the tattered thing he was wearing.

Pedestrians coming and going in the town,
Deliberately avoid.

Maybe it's not avoidance, maybe it's because of his inferiority complex, so it seems that the people around him are flattering the high and trampled the low, dislike the poor and love the rich.

In the past, he had read some news about the low self-esteem of poor families on the Internet, and he also commented and angrily denounced these poor families for not knowing what it meant.

But now...

Go fuck it, money is courage in the chest, how can there be courage in the heart without money.

"Let's take it one step at a time. We all know the basics. If we rashly reveal our wealth, even if we add a few liters of flour or an extra cotton jacket, other neighbors may think it is stolen!"

Bai Gui alerted himself in a low voice.

In the late Qing Dynasty, there was not much movement in the countryside. Let alone the late Qing Dynasty, even in modern times, if someone in the village added something, it would be immediately publicized by the aunts and aunts in the village.

Not to mention the present!

The family doesn't even have a few coppers, so how to buy property?

"in addition……"

Bai Gui narrowed his eyes.

When he was at Wangji Restaurant, he deliberately observed the diners' reactions. When he took out the white-feathered chicken, many diners clearly showed their hearts moved, but they didn't make a sound.

By default, shopkeeper Wang's low price purchase.

oppression!Exploitation!
At this time, it is displayed vividly!

"That's why...you need to study!"

It's not that Bai Gui has never thought about starting a business, performing miracles, and convincing the villagers in the late Qing Dynasty, but why do you have it, because you are the son of a tenant?

Shun Emperor Li Zicheng was also a post official at any rate.

Zhu Yuanzhang?
He is the real dragon emperor!This one has been produced for thousands of years.

360 lines, every line is a champion!
But since the imperial examination system was established, reading has always been a shortcut to getting ahead. Throughout the ages, there is nothing better than this.

Saint disciples are the greatest confidence!

Other industries can break through, but it is also difficult to break through.He still remembered the movie "Farewell My Concubine" he had seen in his previous life. Xiao Laizi said, "How many beatings do you have to suffer to become a character!"

……

soon.

Sishun grain shop.

"Fill one bucket of rice (one bucket is equal to ten liters), five liters of polished rice for bunch repair, and five liters of brown rice for your own food."

Bai Gui said to the store worker.

Polished rice costs fifteen renminbi a liter, which is two renminbi more expensive than the rabbit meat he sells, and he can't bear it.

Unpolished rice costs nine cents a liter, and its quality is undoubtedly inferior to that of polished rice. Old rice is mixed with new rice that has just been milled this year, and it has a stale air and is dull.

"Good Le!"

The store clerk quickly filled the rice grains with two cloth bags, and asked casually, "The bundle repairs for sir don't need to be so expensive. There are too many people filling rice from the front store, and most of them want old rice. What people even want is corn grits, which can save twenty or thirty cash, and only rich families can get new rice and polished rice."

Corn corn is often called corn corn in the north.

Baogu grits, corn grains ground into.

The yield of corn per mu is larger than that of wheat, so it is generally cheaper.The grain grits in Sishun shop cost seven cents and one liter.

Hearing this, Bai Gui smiled, but didn't speak.

The instructor can tell the difference at a glance between using polished rice and brown rice.Maybe it’s fine if you are a teacher from a poor family, but if those who are rich want to save even this little money... then they are asking for blessings.

Modern teaching is a class teaching system, a class is taught uniformly, and there is no difference.

And private school teaching is mixed teaching, some learn first, some learn later, the aptitude learns quickly, and the teacher teaches quickly.

As soon as this bundle of cultivation differences came out, the teacher also murmured in his heart.

"Guest officer, a total of 120 Wen, and the other two grain bags are priced at four Wen, a total of 124 Wen."

said the shop assistant.

"The grain bag is a loan from you, and I will pay you back in a few days. I live in Bailu Village. We are all fellow villagers, so it is impossible to cheat your grain bag."

"Do you know the Wangji Food Shop at the west end of the street? The shopkeeper is Uncle Er. Er is here today to sell mountain products, so I can buy rice by the way."

Bai Gui took out a sling of money from his pocket, counted 120, and handed it to the store clerk.

He didn't give the remaining four pennies.

Although four pennies is nothing to him, but these days there are not many extravagant people who go to the grain store to buy grain and buy grain bags by the way, for fear of arousing suspicion.

Even later generations did not buy grain bags to store grain in rural areas, but used fertilizer bags.

Grain bags are made of hemp, also known as sacks.

Although sacks are cheaper than silk cloth, there is no such thing as giving them away for nothing.

"Okay, all right."

The store clerk took out the loan account book. Obviously, this was not the first time he had encountered this matter. Few of the folks in this village cheated people. He wrote on it: "On November [-]rd of the Wushen year, Baigui, a villager of Bailu, nephew of Wangji's store manager, borrowed two bags of grain for a total of four Wen. The loan period is five days."

"Poke the red mud with your thumb and press the fingerprint."

he reminded.

According to the shop assistant's instructions, Bai Gui first poked his thumb on the ink pad, and then pressed his thumb's fingerprint on the ledger.

He didn't volunteer, but if he insisted on showing the shop clerk, he would write his name.

The illiteracy rate in the late Qing Dynasty was astonishing!

According to the article he read in his previous life, there were originally more than 300 private schools in a certain county recorded in the Ming Dynasty, but only more than 100 in the Qing Dynasty, and more than 200 private schools disappeared, and the Kangqian period was a period of population explosion.

It is quite normal to be illiterate.

If you have to be special, there is no need!
Zishui County is named after Zishui. The water from the Qinling Mountains flows along the valley to Chang'an. In the Tang Dynasty, Zishui was a river in Chang'an with eight waters. Although the water is far less powerful than it was in ancient times, it is still one of the best in Zishui County. big river. (Zishui is actually Bahe, which is the ancient name of Bahe. Qin Mugong changed Zishui to Bahe in order to promote his martial arts.)
The water surface is wide, because it is running water, so it is just approaching winter, and the surface of Zishui has not yet frozen.

Both Bailu Town and Bailu Village are close to Zishui.

It's just that Bailu Village is on the upper reaches of Zishui, on a hillside, and the village is built against the hillside.

The distance between the two places is about ten miles.

Thanks to Bai Guiyuan's wild monkey-like personality, he is used to wandering around, so he has good muscles and bones. He can walk more than ten miles without blushing or panting with a bucket of rice on his back.

(End of this chapter)