After the Divorce,Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

"Well, I'm all self-taught. I don't know how to teach. I can also teach yu'er to recognize a few words, do some simple arithmetic, and I just want to send yu'er to school Xia Qian said modestly.

Gu Changde said: "going to school is not a small expense."

"Yeah, so I started selling fried meatballs." Xia Qianqian said with a smile, "when I make money, can Lizheng help introduce a master?"

"Yes." Gu Changde was still thinking about Xia Qianqian's knowledge of geography, history, biology and English. He suggested, "otherwise, we will take care of our family and make private mats for our children to study for free. If you can exchange knowledge with me, I can let Xia Yu study for free."

This can save a lot of money, Xia Qian immediately agreed: "this is great, but I'm not a teacher, and I don't know how to communicate. When I buy some paper and pen, I'll write down my knowledge to Lizheng, OK?"

"Good. I will provide paper and pen, and let Xia Yu study tomorrow. " Gu Changde immediately went back to the restaurant and asked manager Liu for a lot of paper, ink and inkstone to Xia Qianqian.

Xia Qianqian happily accept, continue to fry balls.

Next, order after order, the prepared dough was fried before dark. Xia Qianqian beat his waist, tired and happy: "I didn't expect to finish frying the dough today."

"Elder sister, the restaurant business of the third young master is very good." Xia Yu envies looking at the restaurant, he has not entered the restaurant. When the big sister can fry a restaurant.

"He is also self reliant." Xia Qianqian said, "yu'er, although the landlords are rich, they also earn money. You see, if Gu Changsheng is so ill and runs a restaurant, we poor people have to work harder. "

Xia Yumeng nodded: "elder sister, I know, tomorrow to a private mat, I will study hard!"

"Come on, let's go home! In the evening, my sister will write you a textbook. " Xia Qianqian began to close the stall.

Shopkeeper Liu came out and said, "Miss Xia, if you want to rest assured, you can put your belongings in the restaurant to save you pushing around."

The third young master said: the oil in the pot is still hot. It's easy to scald the stall and spill it on the road. Anyway, it's dangerous. Let him "handle it properly.".

Xia Qian readily agreed: "OK, I'll trouble you."

"Little thing, Miss Xia's fried sweet potato balls are very delicious, and the guests like them very much. Prepare more materials tomorrow, and our shopkeeper will push your sweet potato balls. "

"Thank you." Xia Qianqian was very happy. She sold a total of 300 Wen today, most of which were ordered by restaurants. She took out 50 Wen and put it on the counter. "This is a commission for your restaurant."

In addition, he took out five Wen and gave it to shopkeeper Liu alone: "this is for you who are old."

"Ouch, I'm not sure..."

"It's just a little tea money, that means it."

Shopkeeper Liu dare not accept it, but Xia Qianqian insists on giving it. In the end, shopkeeper Liu had to accept it. Instead of putting it together with the Sub Ledger, he confiscated his wallet and put it in a separate drawer.

"I'm gone. You can help me talk to Gu Changsheng later."

"Good!"

Xia Qianqian let Xia Yu sit on the cart and push him home. Check Xia Yu's homework all the way. Xia Yu's back is full of "the bright moon in front of the bed, the frost on the ground", and the sound of Lang Lang's books reverberates in the countryside.

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