Chapter 9 Earning a fortune

If you are not arrogant, you will be bullied. Song Yanjin knew this truth when she entered the society at a young age. If the headmaster messes with her again, he will suffer the consequences.

"Butler Liu, when will Master Song come back?"

The little fat boy carried his small bowl to the corridor and looked at Manager Liu eagerly. The meal had no flavor when Master Song was not around.

Su Xiaoxiao, the class monitor, followed and said, "That's right, Butler Liu. Every time you substitute for a class, Mr. Song is always in trouble."

"yes!"

"Master Song is so good to us, why is he always criticized?"

The children gathered around and talked a lot. In their eyes, Manager Liu did not teach classes and was only in charge of the trivial matters of the academy, which was no different from a housekeeper at home.

Manager Liu:

The children are simple and honest, how could he not know that they are so smart? Seeing how smart the children are, the last time the headmaster scolded Master Song in front of everyone, he was indeed a bit too much.

"Don't make it difficult for Manager Liu. Xiaoxiao, please take everyone to sit down and eat." Song Yanjin had just stepped into the courtyard and heard what the children said. She looked at Manager Liu with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Liu, for troubling you."

Manager Liu smiled and stood up. Seeing Miss Song coming over so quickly, it seemed that it was not a big deal according to the headmaster's temperament. Since there were children around him, he did not say much. "It's okay. Miss Song, please go find Uncle Liu if you have anything to say."

There is something I really want to talk to Uncle Liu about right now, but I can't waste too much time during lunch, so I'll bring it up later.

Song Yanjin nodded with a smile, "It's getting late, Uncle Liu, go have lunch. There won't be much food if it's late."

"Yes." Manager Liu agreed and quickly walked out of the kindergarten yard. Today was the first day of the new year, and the braised pork elbows in the cafeteria could not be snatched away by those old guys.

As soon as he left, Bai Zhu came in with a beaming smile, "Miss, we made a fortune!"

Noticing the puzzled looks of the little kids, Song Yanjin shook his head secretly, hinting her not to say it here.

Baizhu was almost suffocated during the meal. After the little kids fell asleep, she couldn't wait to drag the young lady to the empty school across the street.

Bai Zhu took out the heavy purse from her sleeve pocket and said, "Miss, I made a fortune, a full sixty taels."

She opened her purse and took out some silver change and copper coins. The young lady hadn't received her monthly salary for teaching for three months. If she had known that she had nothing to do, she would have gone to the mountains to look for medicinal herbs.

"The shopkeeper said that if we can find the Seven-Leaf Flower again, Minsheng Hall will buy it for 20 taels." Bai Zhu happily counted the few copper coins and repeated the shopkeeper's original words.

Song Yanjin looked indifferent. This little money was nothing. He picked up two pieces of silver and put them in Baizhu's hand. "You have been suffering with me since Third Uncle passed away. I have never received any monthly salary. You have been busy all the time, thank you for your hard work."

The silver weighed at least 20 taels. She had only made a little money, but the young lady gave her so much. She quickly refused, "Young lady, I don't want the silver. I was originally a girl abandoned by the Bai family in Baihua Village. It was the prince consort who brought me to the young lady. Before, the prince consort wanted to give me monthly silver, but I refused."

The young lady treated her well. In her heart, they were no longer a master and servant, but a family member she could rely on. Bai Zhu hugged the young lady's arm with tears in her eyes, "I don't ask for anything in return, I just want to follow you."

Song Yanjin was somewhat touched. In the past life, there were very few people who did not ask for anything in return. In ancient times, it was also good to have a companion. He put the silver in his hand back into her hand and said, "Okay, you still have to take this money. If you have time to go to the town, buy some necessities, and occasionally buy some mountain products to improve the food in our small kitchen."

The young lady is greedy! Bai Zhu smiled and accepted the silver, "Okay, the young lady's rice paper is gone, and I have to buy some cloth for the young lady to make clothes. There are pheasants for sale in the town today, and the roasted chicken is delicious."

Song Yanjin: "."

It turns out that Baizhu is also a foodie!

There was still some time before nap time, so Song Yanjin picked up the Thousand Character Classic, selected a few words, and started preparing for the lesson, changing his teaching style.

Loud recitation was changed to learning words in silence. During activity classes, the children were taken to the hillside behind the academy to play games and have fun on the wide lawn. All the children revealed their playful nature.

Today's best students are Su Lingshu and Xiaopang. Xiaopang has received red flowers for two consecutive days.

After school, the two maids beside Su Lingshu wanted to pluck the little red flower from the young lady's head and throw it away, but the young lady was unable to protect it. She said sternly with the aura of a young lady, "If you want to take the little red flower again, I will sell you out tomorrow."

Su Lingshu fanned herself with a round fan. It was so infuriating. What kind of people did her mother put around her? Not only were they lazy and greedy, but they also had bad intentions. They looked down on Master Song every day. I'll tell my mother when I get home today.

The two maids crawled on the carriage board in fear, "Don't be angry, young lady. The little red flower is really too ugly and doesn't match the gold hairpin on your head. If you go back like this, the master will definitely scold you for being willful."

Su Lingshu was even more furious when she heard her father say, "Okay, you two are now my bosses. Get off the bed and walk away. You are not standing here to offend me."

They had to obey the young lady's orders. The two maids opened the carriage curtain with bitter faces and jumped down. The carriage was moving a little faster, and the two of them ran out of breath. It was all because of Master Song's little red flower!

Their dissatisfaction turned into grief and indignation. When they arrived at the prefectural gate and saw the prefect returning on horseback, they came forward crying, "Master, the young lady was willful again today. She had a small red flower in her hair, which was out of place. She really didn't look like a young lady from an official family. It was an insult to you."

Su Bin dismounted his horse without getting angry and threw the reins to the housekeeper. He frowned slightly at the maid crying on the ground and said, "You didn't serve Shu'er well, but you are accusing my daughter in public. It's not right for Lao Jiang to drag her away and sell her off."

Su Lingshu, who was about to step into the door, paused. She was a little afraid of her father's scolding, but she didn't expect that the two maids would run into the gun.

He happily turned around to greet his father, "Dad is back."

"Master, you are wronged. The female teacher who teaches the young ladies is not a good person. She takes the young ladies out to play all day long. The children are all around her, which delays their studies. Sooner or later, they will fail!"

The maid who was dragged away cried out for justice, and at the same time did not forget to sue Master Song.

The two underestimated this great official who would not just listen to one side of the story. Su Bin, who had been in the officialdom for a long time, walked into the room calmly holding his precious daughter and said, "The flower on Shu'er's head is really beautiful. That maid is really short-sighted."

Being praised by her father, Su Lingshu's anger dissipated a lot. She hugged her father's neck with a smile, "Dad, this little red flower is hard to fight for."

Along the way, he talked about his school experience and proudly patted his chest and said, "Today I am the first one who learned to write my own name, and I am also the best student in the class. This little red flower can prove it."

Hearing his daughter talk about the atmosphere of the kindergarten class and that she can write her own name, Old Su sighed, saying that Mr. Song has a unique way of teaching. When he was a child, the old teacher taught him to read and write, which was boring and boring. He could not understand what he heard and could not write. The characters knew him, but he did not know the characters.

It was horrible to watch her being punished by the ruler!

Su Bin flicked the little red flower on his daughter's head with a malicious look, "Shu'er is great. Try to bring back another little red flower for Dad tomorrow."

Su Lingshu was embarrassed and curled her lips uncomfortably. Dad said it so easily. The classmates in the class worked harder than each other in learning to read and write. She was slightly better in writing her name today because the stroke sequence was simple.

(End of this chapter)