The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Opportunity, a seemingly light word, represents an innumerable price behind it.

Think about it. Even if a cowherd boy at the bottom of a gully picks up his brush, he can see that he has amazing painting talent. What can he do?

There is a great chance that he will never pick up a brush, a "luxury" that has nothing to do with survival. He will not think about color and brushwork in his mind. Instead, he will have a headache for one day every day. Maybe it is bigger. He can also think about whether ah Hua in the next village is interested in himself. He needs to give more or less bride price to carry home the woman who has the strength to carry on the family line.

Painting is art. You know etiquette when you are in a warehouse, and you know honor and disgrace when you have enough food and clothing. If you have to work hard to survive, who can think about art?

Painting is like this. Chemistry or physics, which requires a lot of financial and energy investment and can't see a return in a short time, will be regarded as not doing business even if the poor children have this ambition and want to study.

"This is the meaning of the existence of Shihui hall. They don't need to consider the cost or whether they can make a living by these messy things. They just need to determine what they are interested in and what is worth their whole life to study and love. All that remains is what I, the Dean, need to do."

Looking at the three people in deep thought, Jiang qianxia smiled enchanting, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his eyes fell to the horizon - unknowingly, another day had passed, and the sunset was as bright as a brocade.

"Don't think about it. In a short time, there will only be one Wisdom Collection Hall in the world. No matter how much you two destined to be kings want to attract talents into your own hands, you must first remember that 99% of the real talents will be born in the wisdom collection hall."

"Even if you are willing to throw hundreds of millions of gold and silver into this bottomless hole, you can't be like me, regardless of class, status and power. These things you can't avoid, but they are the least needed for academic research."

He was filled with a touch of pride and pride. As soon as Jiang qianxia closed his smile, he suddenly lay down on the table and stretched out his little hand to Helu.

"Horu Khan, you are also a member of this great college now. Do you make more contributions to the college? I'm really poor recently. Can you give me tens of thousands of passes to relax?"

The saint's aura just put on her was picked off by he Lu and thrown on the ground the next moment. He wanted to step on his feet and remember his innocence!

Although what this woman does is indeed comparable to the deeds of saints, how does she look like a shameless profiteer with her virtue in the eyes of money!

Qi returned to Qi. He Lu still resisted the impulse to interrupt her claw, angrily took off a jade pendant from his waist and photographed it to her.

"I understand what you mean. Maybe I don't have their talent, and I'm not going to spend my life studying those things, but I'm a king. I can know people and do good deeds, and let talents belong to my throne!"

He stood up and looked down at Jiang qianxia. He Lu turned and left, leaving only one sentence:

"Get ready to recruit new students quickly. I really want to see how you choose talents from mediocre people."

"Cut, I know how to show off my king's spirit. I'm so arrogant. I don't know how to give more!"

Playing with the jade pendant left by he Lu, Jiang qianxia thought, how can this jade pendant sell for two or three million? Better than nothing, better than nothing!

He Lu left. Jiang qianxia stuffed the jade pendant into his arms and stared thoughtfully at the silent moon man.

Full of words, but can't ask, because she is the princess of Daqian, and yueren is the king of the future big moon.

"Little lamb."

"Ah?" The moon man made a sudden noise, which startled Jiang qianxia.

"I'll find the most common dormitory again. I'll live in it first. After the freshmen come in, I'll assign someone to come in. During this time, I won't go to you for dinner. You have to take good care of yourself."

Standing up, the moon man with his back to the sun was inlaid with a layer of Phnom Penh, but he couldn't see the look on his face.

The head was touched by the big hand of the moon man. The moon man turned and walked away, with light and firm steps.

Nestled in Guli's arms, Jiang qianxia was at a loss for a while.

"Husband, do you think it's interesting that those who say they are kings have to bear a particularly heavy burden and live so tired?"

He easily picked up his little cook and went home. Guli hugged her tightly and said with a low smile: "they didn't need to be so tired originally, madam. Did you crush their self-esteem again and again and provoke their ambition?"

"Really?"

Innocent looked up and appreciated his husband's perfect side face. Jiang qianxia smiled like a fox stealing a chicken.

"I didn't mean it. They can give up. Like us, as long as we don't have the ambition to reign in the world, we can't live an extraordinary and happy life? So they're still stupid, but it's good for the people to have such a stupid king. At least there's a hope, isn't it?"

Secretly, he pinched vaguely at her waist. Guli bowed his head and rubbed at the tip of her nose, "you, if your majesty knows that you have cultivated the king of the enemy country so carefully, I don't know how to doubt you."

"Doubt a fart!" Jiang qianxia said excitedly, "I'm teaching them to behave. Only the top behave, the world will not become a mess, and we can make good money and raise children!"

"Yes, madam taught me."

Unconsciously chatting and walking back to their small yard, Guli glanced at the ox cart parked outside and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

"But madam, it's estimated that the students spread the news about your wandering around today. There's really nothing you can do for your husband. Madam, please ask for your own blessing."

Looking at Mr. Jing Shi and Mr. Cui Maoshan sitting in the hall drinking tea with a black face, Jiang qianxia really has the impulse to rush out of the door.

Clinging to Guli's neck, Jiang qianxia smiled at two old gentlemen who didn't see him: "hehe, the two gentlemen came together. Qianxia is really flattered..."

"Dean, it's not suitable for you to drop your schoolbag. I just wanted to ask the Dean today."

Serious Mr. Jingshi, the momentum and eyes are stronger than Li Guangxiao. I don't know where to go!

The expressionless Leng obediently dropped Jiang qianxia's watch to the ground. Mr. Jingshi said in a deep voice: "is the standard for recruiting new students really as stated in your letter to us? Dean, do you know how many students will be blocked outside the door according to this standard?"

"... I know, but I can't help it. I need someone who can help as soon as possible."

This time, he raised his eyes to Mr. Shang Jingshi's eyes, and Jiang qianxia didn't give way again.