Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 76 Assigning Homework
"Old Zhang, there are so many sweet potatoes in your family, you don't need to eat rice mixed with bran this winter."

"Even if there is no sweet potato, people don't eat it, and their tofu workshop can make a lot of money in a day."

The sour words are overwhelming.

Old man Zhang ignored it.

The conductor took all the sweet potatoes home.

Even the sweet potato seedlings are taken home, waiting to be fed to the chickens and pigs.

After Zhou Zhe had dinner at Zhang's house, he went home with a bunch of sweet potatoes in his arms.

Seeing what Zhou Zhe was holding, Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up. In the afternoon, he heard that Lao Zhang's family planted something called sweet potato, and one mu of land actually had [-] catties.

Such a thing, such an output, is simply too scary.

"Master, this is a sweet potato. Fubao and the others planted it. I'll bring it for you to taste." Zhou Zhe put it in the kitchen.

"It can be eaten roasted or steamed directly, and it can be peeled and cooked into porridge, which is sweet."

Master Wang looked at it, and immediately let the upper pot steam two.

"Master, I'm going back to rest. I'm exhausted after a busy day." Zhou Zhe looked exhausted.

"Well, let's go." Master Wang waved his hand, staring intently at the sweet potatoes on the pot.

At this time, the old Zhang family was very busy.

What to do with these sweet potatoes is a big problem.

Finally, let me mention it in Fubao.

Set aside [-] jin for the seeds of sweet potato seedlings, and select the big ones.

Others can be sold or eaten by themselves.

After all, the sweet potato doesn't make much money, and it takes a lot of trouble. After all, there is a tofu workshop at home, so it's not bad for that little money.

"Then stay at home and eat slowly." Zhang Liu finally made up his mind.

In the evening, I ate steamed sweet potatoes with porridge, and then dried tofu.

Everyone ate to their satisfaction.

After all, sugar is very expensive, and you can’t usually eat any pastries, so this sweet and glutinous sweet potato is very popular.

Because I had a lot of fun after two days off, and I made up my homework very late at night, so I was almost late in the morning.

Fu Bao and Wen Heng rushed into Master Wang's school with a steamed sweet potato in their arms.

Seeing the two people coming in, Master Wang smiled and motioned for them to sit down.

"Because you are late, I will give you a monthly homework. Go back and write down your experiences in growing sweet potatoes." Mr. Wang looked at the two of them and said.

Fu Bao's eyes widened, and this kind of homework, "What is Zhou Zhe's homework? He didn't grow sweet potatoes."

"I heard that your sweet potatoes were sold in the town last year, so let Zhou Zhe sell the sweet potatoes, and then write a personal experience."

Zhou Zhe's jaw dropped in shock. There is no homework assigned by the teacher for students to do business. Since ancient times, scholars, farmers, businessmen, and businessmen are the last.

"Master, scholars, farmers, businessmen, and farmers are ranked second, so I can understand you asking them to write about growing sweet potatoes."

"But you asked me to sell sweet potatoes, isn't that looking down on me?"

Zhou Zhe panicked.

"You and Fubao wrote scripts together. Isn't selling scripts also a business?" Master Wang said with a smile.

Zhou Zhe glared at Fu Bao, how could the Master know about this!
"Are you looking down on business people?" Master Wang asked.

"That's not it, I think it's too vulgar, and there's nothing to write about doing business, isn't it just selling things." Zhou Zhe explained.

"Then why don't you sell the storybook yourself, and go with Fu Bao?"

"He has experience making money, I don't."

"Then you still think selling things is easy?" Master Wang left Zhou Zhe speechless with a few words.

Zhou Zhe lowered his head and sat down.

"Scholars, farmers, businessmen, there is no distinction between high and low. Scholars are not superior to others. We can't be prejudiced against a certain identity because of secular concepts." Master Wang picked up the textbook after finishing speaking.

"Okay, let's start class."

The three people in the audience followed suit honestly.

The family's tofu workshop was in good business, so Mrs. Zhang was so busy that she finally decided to let Sun Taohua be in charge of cooking for the whole family.

Just cook and nothing else.

In addition to handing in, there are fifty essays a day.

Because the weather was getting colder, within a few days, Zhang Xiaowu also bought a donkey cart, so Zhang Laosan and Xiao Li would go to Fucheng with Zhang Xiaowu every day to sell tofu, dried tofu, and salted bean curd.

This is preparation for opening a shop.

After constant discussions at home, Qi Geer's apprenticeship ceremony is scheduled for the winter solstice, so there is still more than a month of preparation time.

Because of the support of his family and Qi Geer's intelligence, Dr. Zhao began to let Qi Geer start studying systematically.

After school this day, because the next day is the rest time, Zhou Zhe and Fu Bao made an appointment to go to the teahouse to have a look, and send a second storybook by the way.

By the way, he also has to sell sweet potatoes.

What to do without sweet potatoes, so I had to borrow [-] catties of sweet potatoes from Fubao's house, [-] catties steamed and brought over, and [-] catties raw.

"Zhou Zhe, you need to get up early to steam these twenty catties of sweet potatoes tomorrow morning, you know, and prepare a charcoal fire basin, otherwise it will be completely cold in Fucheng." Fu Bao confessed.

"I see." Zhou Zhe said impatiently, it's steamed sweet potatoes, he will!
Before going to bed, Zhou Zhe asked Mrs. Wang to remind him to get up early, so when he was woken up before dawn, he was devastated, but after hearing the words "steamed sweet potatoes", he woke up instantly.

I put on my coat, went to the kitchen, looked at a pot of sweet potatoes, and didn't know what to do for a while.

"Azhe, wash the sweet potatoes first, then put them in the pot, and just turn on the fire." Mrs. Wang directed from the side.

Zhou Zhe thought for a while, scooped water from the tank with a ladle, and then began to wash.

After washing three times, the sweet potatoes are clean.

Zhou Zhe was already drenched in sweat.

He took off his coat and continued.

After putting all the sweet potatoes on the drawer, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's time to light the fire..." Mrs. Wang reminded.

But because there was no fire, and after dozens of attempts, the flint and steel could not ignite the straw.

Mrs. Wang couldn't stand it anymore, and reached out to help him light the fire.

At this time, Zhou Zhe's face was rubbed with a few ashes from the pot, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but he didn't know it.

"Then just keep burning the fire. You can turn off the fire when the sweet potatoes are cooked, right?" Zhou Zhe breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He would rather copy books than light a fire, it was too strenuous.

"Well, then you are busy and I will prepare a brazier for you." Mrs. Wang smiled and went to prepare things.

After Fu Bao and Wen Heng had packed up, and when the two of them and Zhang Xiaowu arrived in a donkey cart, Zhou Zhe just put the steamed sweet potatoes into a small iron basin.

"Come on, give me a hand and help me get into the car, we can go." Zhou Zhe greeted, Zhang Xiaowu hurried forward, looked at the disgraced Zhou Zhe and laughed.

"Go wash up, or you'll think you're fleeing." Fu Bao reminded.

After packing up, a group of people set off. The donkey walked quickly along the way and entered the city. Zhou Zhe was thinking about selling sweet potatoes.

Fubao asked Zhang Xiaowu to park the donkey cart at the door of the teahouse!

"The first episode of Journey to the West is free, come and listen." A few servants yelled loudly at the door, and many people surrounded the store.

"Sell it here!" Fubao immediately made a decision.

(End of this chapter)