Li Chengqi learned the various functions of the loudspeaker and went for a stroll to aid digestion after eating.
At the same time, he called a few smart people over to listen to Li Yi's explanation repeatedly.
He pressed a button to play it repeatedly and forbade others from touching it. If it were to disappear, where would he find the tutorial?
Yao Chong also finished his meal and went to the Zhuangzi canteen to eat with the ten people from Chong Wen Hall.
The ten of them felt that everything was good. Seeing how casually the villagers ate and served the dishes, they thought that studying was useless.
They studied tirelessly, took the imperial examinations, passed, and entered Chong Wen Hall.
In the end, what they ate in winter was worse than what the villagers ate.
Thus, Yao Chong could only console them that only the villagers in Zhuangzi could enjoy such treatment and the villagers couldn't possibly become officials.
On the surface, the ten of them agreed with Yao Chong's words, but in their hearts, they criticized him. The villagers couldn't do it, but the villagers' children could.
You are the Prime Minister and King Song, yet you came here without revealing your identity. If Li Yi wasn't capable, how could you all do it?
Then, the ten of them ate with all their might. They ate until they were full, but they bore with it. There were many vegetables, and after a while, they would turn into water in their stomachs.
"Tomorrow, let's come early and have breakfast." Someone suggested.
"Alright, it's fortunate that the Hong Wen Hall thought that this would be a tough job and sent us here. After all, the Hong Wen Hall is a level higher than us, so we have to listen to them."
Someone mocked the Hong Wen Hall. Chong Wen Hall belonged to the Zhao Wen Hall, and it was a subordinate of the Hong Wen Hall. However, it wasn't a direct subordinate.
The Zhao Wen Hall's current name was changed.
It was an organization of the county, and its talented people and articles had to be sent to the Hong Wen Hall.
The Hong Wen Hall wasn't powerful, but the Imperial College was.
The Imperial College consisted of the Imperial College, Guang Wen Hall, Four Gates Hall, Law, Calligraphy, and Mathematics.
However, what made the Hong Wen Hall impressive was that the people in it were the children of first-rank officials and the royal family.
The Imperial College of the Imperial College consisted of the children, sons, and grandsons of third-rank officials. If they were second-rank officials or above, their great-grandsons would be able to enter as well.
Naturally, the Chong Wen Hall didn't have any capabilities and couldn't compete with any of them.
Despite coming here to work, they were able to eat a meal with vegetables and meat.
The ten of them comforted themselves and walked back with the intention of having an extra breakfast.
She still had to go to that cold place to write. If it wasn't for the stove, her hands would have been frozen.
"Everyone, scholars." Song De hurried over, followed by a tricycle.
The kind that could be stepped on could even generate electricity. He might as well use it for transportation. He couldn't always ask cows and horses to pull it.
When the ten of them heard the title, they were embarrassed. Scholar was an official position, and they didn't have one.
"Scholars, thank you for your hard work. Zhuangzi is too shabby. We don't have anything good, so we found some worthless things to pack as a token of our gratitude. If you can't stand it, just throw it away. "
As Song De spoke, he waved his hand and the tricycle approached.
There were ten big backpacks on it, the kind with two shoulders.
Song De carried one with both hands. It looked slightly heavy, so he gave it to another person.
Ten times in a row. He cupped his fists and got into the car.
The scholars of the Chong Wen Museum opened their bags and suddenly realized that the work here was not hard at all.
In the bags, there were a few cucumbers, celery, eggplant, cabbage, chrysanthemum, spinach, soap, glass bottles of grape wine and a small bottle of glycerin.
If someone said that this bag was worth a hundred taels, the ten of them would definitely believe it.
How could this be hard work? Thank you, thank you to the people of the Chong Wen Museum, thank you to the Imperial College. You are too kind.
The ten of them suddenly realized that they weren't cold anymore, and they felt warm in their hearts.
Yao Chong looked on from the side, sulking. Where's mine? Where's mine? Where's mine?
Do you believe that if I were to get angry and reveal my identity, then … then I would be punished by His Majesty?
The ten of them realized the situation, and one of them whispered to Yao Chong, "Let's give some to each of us, and give it to …"
"Give what? Who do you think I am? Can't I get it myself? It's just vegetables, King Song planted them, and there's also warm soup in the palace. Do you still want some food? "
Yao Chong rejected. To ask for food from a small figure who came to work for him, how could he be so shameless?
He was angry because Zhuangzi didn't know how to respect the elderly and cherish the young. Even if he were to give it to him, he might not accept it. But, why didn't he give it to him?
The ten of them hurriedly flattered him, saying that Yao Chong could have anything he wanted.
"The most valuable item is that bottle of glycerin. If you don't have a bottle, you can only buy it from the Celestial World. First, you have to register for membership."
Yao Chong reminded the ten of them that if they were to eat, then so be it. If they were to take the bottle of glycerin, they would be able to fill it with glycerin.
Although they had to spend money, it was better than having nothing to buy.
The ten of them naturally knew that the bottle was a qualification, and it was hard to get even with money.
"Old man, what are you busy with?" Li Chengqi strolled over. He looked at the items in the bag and didn't seem to mind.
"My status isn't high enough, and no one cares about me." Yao Chong complained.
"My Zhuangzi has something, I'll get someone to pick two baskets of it and send it to your residence." Li Chengqi consoled the old man.
"Watermelons, I want two." Yao Chong didn't stand on ceremony and requested.
"Okay! Cantaloupe too. "Li Chengqi agreed. Calm down, Yao Chong.
"It's not easy for the ten of them. They don't have enough vegetables to share." Yao Chong spoke up for the ten of them again.
"We have all of them. We'll have more next year. It's not worth much." Li Chengqi gave them face.
The ten of them blushed with excitement.
"Write well. Third Brother wants to read it. Don't be too formal, and don't be plain, unless you can make him feel comfortable in the plain."
Li Chengqi reminded the ten of them. He was doing this to help the ten of them.
In the evening, he would bring the loudspeaker back for his third brother to listen to. After listening to the ten of them, he would read their writing. If he wasn't satisfied, then the ten of them …
***
The afternoon competition started not long after.
After the adjustment at noon, the sixth group's mentality was much better.
After the competition, they recorded the results and went home.
The other people who would compete tomorrow stayed at the ice rink and analyzed the situation today.
The fifth group was too strong. Their results were outstanding, and their overall results were outstanding. The reason was that Li Yi and Li Dongzhu personally … Yes, it was called a commentator.
Should they bring a commentator tomorrow? They didn't know if they could find a storyteller. It was said that Li Dongzhu also knew how to tell stories.
Li Chengqi hurried back to the imperial palace. Yao Chong went home and waited for the vegetables to be delivered.
The ten people of Chong Wen Museum were discussing how to change the rules.
The people in Chang 'an didn't pay much attention to this. The stall owners were paying money.
The yamen runners checked what each merchant was selling and estimated how much it could be sold for. Then, they collected a management fee of 1: 30 tax.
Generally, if they sold it for 30 coins, they would have to pay 1 coin.
The gross profit was not the net profit.
If the net profit was 1/3 of the gross profit, they could earn 10 coins from selling it for 30 coins. If they paid 1 coin, they would have to pay 10% of the profit.
"We don't have money now. Nobody comes to buy it. Look, I'm selling dough figurines." A stall owner begged.
"Okay! Come and get the money when you sell them. "The yamen runner was easy to talk to.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away?" The stall owner was surprised. In fact, if the yamen runner asked him for money, he could afford it.
"Run away? If you run away, you won't come back in the future? It's such a good market. Are you willing to hide for a few days just for a day's money? "
The yamen runner answered straightforwardly. Run away?
"I won't run away. I'll definitely pay. Guys, I'll make some dough figurines for you. I have dolls at home …"
"No. Her Majesty has said that the people can be bullied, but not the heavens. Sell well. There's no curfew at night. You can survive. "
The yamen runner waved his hand and continued to collect money at the next place.
When they came out, they had been told not to take the opportunity to make money. It was the first time that Her Majesty tried to collect money, so she naturally kept an eye on them.
They thought about how much money they had made this year, whether they would continue to make money in the future, and the consequences of offending Her Majesty.
Therefore, the yamen runners were close to the people. Those who didn't want to pay immediately or didn't have money with them could come back together when the stall was closed.
However, when they arrived at the place where mutton soup was sold, the yamen runners would drink a bowl of mutton soup without mutton giblets in it to keep warm. They didn't have to pay.
The mutton soup sellers didn't care. When they scooped the soup, there was still some floating mutton fat.
They made a lot of money this night. Once it was cold, everyone wanted to drink hot soup.
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