Chapter 208 Manager Zhou's Abacus
After another sunny day, the roads were dry.

It's just that the Qingming Festival passed in such weather. Yesterday, the villagers began to go up the mountain to worship and clean up their own mountain graves.

The Ding family is a newcomer and has no ancestors here, so Tomb-sweeping Day is just a day of indifference to them.

After the weather cleared, they took out the fungus and dried them again. Fortunately, they handled them properly before and found no moldy dried fungus.

On the contrary, in order to grab the sun before the rain, many people did not take care of it when they were stored, and there were a lot of sun-damaged fungus, and it was inevitable that some cursed and upset voices came from them.

Ding Shitou was not curious, let alone drop by. Even if someone came to see Ding's new house, she politely expressed her indifference, and she would not invite anyone to sit on the kang in the main house.

After the weather cleared, the kang would not be burned during the day, and the teenagers were busy picking fungus. When the women came, they couldn't run away to the house of a group of children, right?
There is no woman in the family, so this series of families can't be connected.

Instead, the village boys came to ask once when the village school would be built. They have been able to "Hoe Wo" seriously these days, and they have firmly memorized the ten numbers.

Ding Shitou was very relieved to hear that. It is a good thing that children are eager to read. The happiest thing about teaching is to meet children who want to read. If they don’t want to read, it will always be harder to teach.

So she responded to the scene and taught the village children to recite "Spring Dawn".

This poem will be taught to them when teaching "Poetry of a Thousand Families", but now that they have a positive attitude towards learning, I will teach them first.

After reading it to them, I described in detail the picture of spring dawn, spring, singing birds, the sound of wind and rain at night, and sleeping people.

Such a description is a very common thing in life. No matter how people don't understand poetry, it is very easy to understand this thing.

Five words and five words are very catchy, so that day the village children sang nursery rhymes like reciting poems and went home happily.

People who had doubts about Ding Shitou, a young man who opened a village school as a teacher, felt a little less worried when they saw their children reciting Tang poems so naturally and proficiently.

The next morning, the staff of Qinfeng Restaurant drove the carriage into the village.

"Boss Zhou said that the rainy season should have passed, and I'm afraid that you won't have enough fungus to store in the sun, so come and collect a batch first."

"It's easy to say." Ding Shitou smiled, and took out the baskets and pans containing the fungus. The clerk looked carefully and put them into the weighing basket he brought with satisfaction.

Ding Shitou knew in his heart that when she was at the gate of the side yard of Qinfeng Restaurant, she told Steward Zhou herself that she would dry out two hundred catties before the rain, and wait for the man to collect it.

But until it rained, and no one came to pick up the goods, she knew that this was Guanshi Zhou's plan.

We all know that there will be a heavy rain in the near future, and it will last for a long time. Before the rain, the goods will be collected and returned. The possible loss of collection in rainy days will be Qin Feng's own.

If it is harvested after the rain, the loss will belong to the Ding family.

Ding’s fungus is dried before the rain, and the semi-dried ones are directly placed in the pan, and they are placed in the open space of the kitchen to dry and bake. The kitchen temperature is high and ventilated, so it will not get wet even in rainy days.

After the rain stopped, some people went up the mountain, but Ding Shitou did not move, just picking up this batch of goods.

Jiang Huzi felt strange, even if Qin Feng didn't come to receive the goods, they were afraid they wouldn't be able to sell the dry goods in the city.

Dante Shitou felt that the humidity in the mountains was too heavy, the mountain roads were not easy to walk, and there might be rain falling in the woods from time to time. She didn't like such an environment.

What's more, although it has just rained, the fungus will not grow so fast.

Sure enough, Jiang Huzi couldn't help admiring her when he saw many people came back with little harvest.

(End of this chapter)

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