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Chapter 2206

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At this moment, a voice rang out, waking up Zhang Feng from his thoughts.

"Master, Mister Yushan has come to visit!"

Zhang Feng immediately hugged Yu 'er's waist. "Yu' er, look, look, aren't he here?"

Yuchi Yu 'er's face turned red, struggling in Zhang Feng's arms. "Do you think Mister Yushan is as greedy as you? Maybe Mr. Yushan will slam the door and leave! "

"Hahaha, then do you want to make a bet? Let's see how I can make him help us! "

"Help?"

Yu 'er was stunned. She had thought of countless possibilities, but this was the only one she did not think of.

Mister Yushan was known as a stubborn old man. He had always hated money and business matters. Otherwise, how could a great scholar of the Cui family of Qinghe be alone in his old age?

The door opened with a creak. Mister Yushan came in and asked, "Old Man, I heard that Prince Zhang has opened an academy in Yuezhou City. He even set up a selective enrollment test in his mansion. Is this true?"

Zhang Feng said indifferently, "It is true. It seems like this news has already spread throughout Yuezhou City. Even Mister Yushan has been alerted!"

It seems like the speech last time was very successful. The news had already spread throughout the city. The spread of the news by the students and commoners was really unexpected. Now he was just short of pulling Mister Yushan into his camp.

Mr. Yushan nodded his head. Zhang Feng explained, "Setting a test to recruit students is to let the students spread the news. Secondly, I can't just accept anyone. Those ignorant, incompetent, and lazy people will be the one who will have a headache in the end."

Mister Yushan was shocked. Could it be that this kid wanted him to oversee the academy? Old Man was a great scholar. How could he wallow in the mire with this kid?

This kid had tricked Mister Yu Shinan into overseeing the White Deer Academy in Chang 'an. This time he came to Jiangnan, this kid was definitely up to no good!

He immediately waved his hand and said, "Old Man is busy and has no time to take care of the academy's matters. It's better for you to manage it yourself."

When Zhang Feng saw that Mr. Yushan had rejected the academy's invitation, he thought to himself that he hadn't used enough bait. Mr. Yushan didn't take the bait. It seemed that he had to use a more ruthless move. He immediately said sincerely, "Sir, you see, I only know how to win over talents, but I don't know how to teach people how to be a good person. Who else can take on the responsibility of imparting knowledge other than you? Aren't you afraid that I'll mislead the students? Isn't it better for us to have a clear division of labor? "

Zhang Feng's words were like needles stabbing into Mister Yushan's heart. Mister Yushan thought to himself, 'This kid really knows how to read people's minds. Indeed, if I let this kid manage the academy and teach the students knowledge, I'm afraid those students will become like profiteers. Wouldn't that be a waste of so many talented and intelligent students?'

After pondering for a moment, Mister Yushan stroked his beard and lightly said, "Because of Prince Zhang's sincerity, Old Man will promise you that I'll manage the academy to prevent you from misleading the students."

When Yu 'er saw that Mister Yushan had agreed, she looked at Zhang Feng with an expression of disbelief. Zhang Feng looked at Yu' er's complacent expression, his face asking for a beating.

Mister Yushan continued to ask, "Since you've already spread the news, when will the academy open?"

Zhang Feng took out a lighter and lit a cigarette. He deeply inhaled and sighed, "The academy will open next year, but it's a pity that I don't have any living money to use right now!"

Opening an academy required a lot of money. If it was opened to the same standard as Chang 'an's White Deer Academy, then it would require a very large amount of money.

Mister Yushan looked at Zhang Feng with a face of astonishment and said, "Old Man doesn't believe you. How can you not have money? You've given away so much white paper, isn't that money? Do you know how precious that is? If you sell this white paper at a low price, then the money will come. "

This white paper could be said to be very expensive on the market. Normally, only Confucian scholars would use it when writing. Usually, there was only common rice paper on the market, and white paper was very rare. Therefore, scholars cherished it even more. Zhang Feng giving away the white paper made Mister Yushan's heart bleed even more.

Zhang Feng helplessly said, "I want to do that, but I've just come to Jiangnan, where do I have a foothold? The only thing circulating on the market is rice paper, who would buy my white paper?"

After he finished speaking, he stared fixedly at Mister Yushan. Mister Yushan felt very uncomfortable being stared at and immediately said, "Don't look at me, I don't have money!"

Zhang Feng smiled slightly and said, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I just want you to do me a favor!"

When Mister Yushan heard this, he looked at Zhang Feng suspiciously. As long as he didn't mention money, everything would be fine. Zhang Feng took out a bottle with small drops of water from the house and handed it to Mister Yushan. He said, "This is perfume, it has the effect of calming the nerves and strengthening the Yang energy!"

Mister Yushan held the perfume and looked at it carefully. This was a good thing. Not only was it fragrant, but it was also very effective. Thinking of this, he immediately exclaimed, "Don't tell me you want Old Man to sell this for you? No, no! "

When Zhang Feng saw this, he said repeatedly, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I just want to ask you for a piece of calligraphy to nominate this perfume!"

Mister Yushan thought to himself, "Is this guy fooling me?" He asked doubtfully, "Are you serious?"

Zhang Feng nodded. If this perfume was nominated by Mister Yushan, it would be extremely precious. It would be a golden signboard. Then, would the perfume not be able to sell? He would definitely make a lot of money!

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