Great Song Super Scholar

Chapter 35

Although the school's troubles have been resolved, it does not mean that the personal conflicts between Fanning and Jupe have been resolved.

The two of them still didn't speak, and they had been resting at noon. Zhu Pei walked away without looking sideways, without even looking at him.

This kind of cold violence made Fan Ning feel a little regretful. He should have asked Dean Liu to change his seat just now.

"Let's go! Let's eat."

Liu Kang patted Fan Ning on the back, and the two walked out of the classroom.

"What's going on these two days?"

Fan Ning's news is relatively closed, and Liu Kang is almost his only source of news.

Liu Kang thought for a while and said, "Fan Jiang came to the school with his father yesterday, do you know?"

"The host has already talked to me about it this morning."

"I guess you know it too, hey! Don't look at Zhu Pei beating Fan Jiang so hard, he must be the one who apologized in the end, how dare their family provoke the Zhu family."

"Don't talk about this!"

Fanning interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Is there anything else?"

"The other is the holiday arrangement for the next Lantern Festival, which will be officially announced tomorrow."

The two walked to the entrance of the dining hall, but unexpectedly saw Fan Jiang. He still had bruises on his face, his eyes flickered, and he seemed hesitant.

He finally came up, speaking in a slurred voice, as if a little leaky.

"Fanning, my dad asked me to apologize to you, I'm sorry!"

After speaking, he bowed to Fanning, turned around and left in a hurry.

"There is no sincerity at all!" Liu Kang looked at his back and whispered.

Fanning smiled, "Never mind him! Let's go eat."

The two walked quickly into the dining hall.

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Zhu Pei didn't come to class in the afternoon, which made Fan Ning feel more at ease. In the past two days, he practiced calligraphy very hard, and he also felt that his progress was obvious.

He seemed to have found a sense of writing, which made Fanning very excited, and he wrote in one breath until after school.

But today Fan Ning had something to do, so after school he came to the busiest Changqing Street in the town.

Changqing Street is the long street next to the wharf. This is the most prosperous commercial street in Mudu Town. The street is one and a half miles long, and there are hundreds of shops of various kinds.

Fan Ning came to a two-story shop, and there was a huge signboard at the door, with five characters of 'Guangji Yarenxing' written on it.

Yarenxing is equivalent to the intermediary of later generations, and it is the most developed industry in Song Dynasty.

In the Song Dynasty, if you want to do any business, you must find a Yaman to match. If there is no Yaman in the middle, the signed contract will be invalid.

For example, Fan Ning wanted to open a medical clinic for his father, which was also a business, and he also needed to find a dentist.

As soon as he walked through the door, a familiar young man greeted him.

"Hey! I haven't seen you for a long time, little official. What can I do for you?"

The boy is the guide. There are many lawyers in the barber shop who specialize in techniques. You have to find the right guy. Otherwise, if you go to the store and you are greeted by a lawyer who is a lawyer, then you are wrong.

"I want to find a shop."

"Oh! The little official is looking for a shop, this way please!"

The servant was very polite, this was his profession, and he didn't ignore Fan Ning just because he was young.

Walking into a long corridor, there are many huts on both sides, and a hut is a dental man.

There are all kinds of information posted on the door, introducing houses, matchmakers, litigators, business, mediating conflicts, evaluating prices, etc., all inclusive.

The Yaren who are responsible for finding shops are called Zhuangzhai Yaren, and they have the largest number, seven or eight.

The wall at the entrance is covered with various shops, residences and property information, including sales and leases, which is very similar to the later real estate agency.

'Street shop in Zangshu Town, half an acre of land, two floors, good location, available for rent and sale, price negotiable. '

"Wangpu, Mudu Town, covers an area of ​​three acres. You can open a tavern and tea house, and the monthly rent is ten Guan."

The monthly rent for three acres of land is only ten pennies, and Fan Ning thinks that the rent for the shop is not too expensive.

Of course, this is just a small town. If you go to a big city like Wu County or Changzhou County, the rent will be completely different.

Fan Ning walked into a room, and saw a middle-aged dentist busy ordering tea.

When the middle-aged Yaren saw the business coming, he quickly put down the teapot and said with a smile, "Do you need my help, little official?"

Fanning nodded, "I want to find a shop!"

"Then let's sit down and talk!"

The middle-aged man was very polite, and he asked with a smile: "Your official, just tell me what you want, and I'll see if I can help you."

Fan Ning's heart moved, and he asked: "I want to know about the situation of the medical clinic in the town. Can uncle provide information about this?"

"It turns out that the little official wanted to open a medical clinic!"

"My father wants to open a medical clinic, let me inquire first."

"No problem, our business is to run errands and inquire about news for a living. As long as the information is not too confidential, I can help inquire."

Fan Ning took out a piece of paper from his pocket. This was a plan he had drafted. What information would he need to know to set up a medical clinic?
He handed the paper to the tooth man, the tooth man looked at it, gave a thumbs up and praised, "Young official is an expert!"

"Is this information available?"

Yaren smiled and said: "I have ready-made answers to some questions, such as paving, and some I need to ask others, such as what items are needed to set up a medical center, how much is the cost, I also need to ask others, how about it! Five hundred Wenqian, I'll pack it, and the petty official will come to get the news in five days, how about it?"

"You have to do it well before I can give you the money."

"No problem, but according to the rules, you need to pay a deposit of [-] Wen in advance. This is the rule. We rely on our reputation and will not lie to you."

Fan Ning took out [-] Wen from the purse and put it on the table. He then asked with a smile, "Tell me first, if I rent a shop along the street with half an acre of land on Changqing Street, how much will it cost?"

Yaren smiled and said: "The cheapest rent for a half-acre store along Changqing Street is [-] Guan per month, but I will tell you a wonderful way, you don't rent a store along the street, you rent two rooms in the alley. Consistent money every month is enough.

Then rent a signboard along the street at the entrance of the alley, which is also a monthly fee, and two monthly payments will solve the rent problem. Of course, if you want to open a big medical clinic that sells medicine, that's another matter. "

Fan Ning really admired these Song Dynasty merchants, how smart they were!I even thought of the way to rent signs along the street.

Fan Ning thought for a while, "What if I want to rent a small shop alone in a certain pharmacy?"

"Of course, you can, petty official, let's do this! You add another five hundred coins, and I'll help you with the renting of the front door of the pharmacy. I promise to satisfy you. If you don't, I won't charge you any money."

In the Song Dynasty, as long as you are willing to spend money, you don't have to worry about anything, and Yaren will help you handle it properly.

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In the next few days, Zhu Pei still treated him coldly and ignored him.

However, Fan Ning has also been completely immersed in the improvement of calligraphy in the past few days.

Calligraphy, like many other arts, is easy to understand but difficult to master. It is relatively easy to get started, but it is extremely difficult to reach the master level. It not only requires a lot of hard work, but also requires a certain amount of talent.

Just like us ordinary people, as long as we practice calligraphy a little bit, we can write well in general, but it is difficult to write calligraphy level.

Fan Ning's handwriting was mainly influenced by Fan Dada, but once he got rid of this shackles and found a sense of writing, his handwriting would improve rapidly.

Today is the last day of class, and tomorrow is the Xiayuan holiday.

The Xiayuan Festival is on October [-]th, and the Song court and all schools will have a three-day holiday.

Calligraphy class in the afternoon, the class is very quiet, only the rustling sound of writing is heard, and everyone is concentrating on practicing calligraphy.

Dean Liu is also a calligraphy professor. He walks around the classroom with his hands behind his back to check the writing situation of each student.

At this time, he walked up to Fan Ning and watched Fan Ning practice calligraphy. In the past two days, he also noticed the progress of Fan Ning's handwriting.

Fan Ning is practicing lower case, which is the standard font for the imperial examination, and it is also the font that students must practice first, so that they will not suffer in the exam.

Fan Ning's goal is obviously also to go for the annual school exam.

"let me see!"

Fan Ning stopped writing, and Dean Liu picked up his calligraphy practice book. He flipped through the words on the front, and compared the lowercase letters he had just written.

He nodded in praise and said: "Yes, great progress has been made, I feel a little bit, I hope to make persistent efforts and reach a new level!"

"Thank you, Headmaster, the students will work hard!"

Dean Liu put down Fan Ning's calligraphy practice book, and continued to pace to the other side.

At this time, Zhu Pei, who was next to him, curled his lips, "Written like ghosts, how about that?"

Fanning looked at her in surprise, this was the first sentence she said to herself in four days.

Zhu Pei blushed, she snorted, and continued to write, ignoring Fan Ning.

Fan Ning was secretly amused, the little lady's anger had actually subsided.

Fanning started to write again, and after writing a few lines, he sneaked a glance at Jupe again, but unexpectedly, she was also sneaking a glance at Fanning.

The eyes of the two met, and they turned their heads in fright. Fan Ning quickly lowered his head and continued writing.

Zhu Pei's face was as red as a pig's liver, and for a moment, she kicked Fanning hard underneath.

"Stinky boy, I'm not finished with you!" She gritted her teeth and whispered.

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Half an hour later, as the bell rang, the students immediately cheered, and the holiday finally began.

Everyone scrambled to rush out of the classroom, and Zhu Pei also packed his book bags, glanced at Fan Ning, snorted, and walked away.

Fan Ning suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. After all, his relationship with his tablemate had been cold for several days, and he would not be in a good mood.

Peace is still expensive!

(End of this chapter)