Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 272 Are you willing to be a village teacher?

Qiu Yunyang suppressed his doubts and stepped into the tea shed, secretly tugged on his wrinkled cuffs and sat on the bench cautiously.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the baggage placed on the corner of the table, clearly reminding others that he is currently stretched.

The old man came up with a tray, quickly put the teacup on it, with a smile on his face.

"Our big bowl of tea can't compare to the good tea that the nobles love to drink. The tea is picked by my wife and daughter-in-law from the mountains. I can drink a bowl of home-made tea when the sun is shining at noon. I feel very happy~"

After setting out the tea bowls for the three of them, he took a look at Qiu Yunyang whose face was hot or ashamed when he brought the fried noodles to the table, smiled kindly, and continued:
"Last year, there was a severe drought. The young tea trees in the mountains withered and died, and the old tea trees were not happy. The old man had no choice but to go to the shop to buy those foam teas for sale. Some customers who are used to drinking my tea are not happy. , said there are so many tea stalls on the street, don’t they just focus on the tea made by my family~”

"It's hard for the old man~ Last year, the price of everything went up, and I only raised a penny for the mozi tea I sold, so I didn't make a profit. This tea stall has been in business for more than ten years, and I know a lot of customers who come to the city to rest~ I am anxious I have no choice but to wait for the drought to pass. No, when spring comes, many new tea trees will grow in the mountains~"

Shu Yingtong quietly looked at the tea in the large coarse porcelain bowl in front of her. It was boiled in a large pot and turned brown after a long time. There were still some tea stalks floating on it, but there was not much foam.

Picking up the bowl and blowing open the stem, he took a sip, the tea tasted mellow, not good tea, it was quite satisfactory.

I secretly thought that this stall owner is a wonderful person, and the way of enlightening people is down-to-earth without hurting people's self-esteem.

His tea stall was right opposite the pawn shop, how could he not be woken up by the noise and noise, a small vendor had to keep an eye on all directions and listen to all directions.

In order to take care of Qiu Yunyang's face, he pretended to just wake up from a nap.When she came in, she obviously saw him move his foot to make way.

The words just now were clearly about his family's tea, but the subtext was to persuade Qiu Yunyang not to give up the persistence in his heart. The bad things are temporary, and new gains will come from getting through.

Jing Yunyan took a sip of the tea in the bowl, and smiled gently, "Tasting tea is the rhyme of tea tasting. Your big bowl of tea is naturally different. What you drink is the fireworks in the market and the sunshine and rain in this small county. Rise and fall."

The old man's rough eyebrows were raised high, and he happily wiped his hands back and forth on the linen apron, "Oh, you can really talk, you can hear it very well!"

He happily strode to the small cabinet, took a plate with a plate of salt and pepper beans and came back, saying that he would give Jing Yunyan to eat for free.

Shu Yingtong took a leisurely look at Jing Yunyan who winked at her for praise, and shook her head speechlessly, this disaster is really killing everyone.

Out of the corner of the eye, Qiu Yunyang, whose expression has eased a lot, turned his head and looked straight at him, "Are you going to participate in Qiu Wei this year?"

Qiu Yunyang was stunned for a moment, and unconsciously picked the tiny gap with the fingers holding the mouth of the bowl. After a moment of silence, he shook his head, "The parents in the family are old, the children are still young, and the wife is seriously ill."

The family has been suffering for many years in order to provide for him to study, and this year Lan'er got sick, which made things worse.

Now the acquaintances are embarrassed when they see him coming to the door, and they are really scared by their family.

The land attached to his name had already been exchanged for the lease, and they were afraid that he would sell their land to get money for medicine.

The county school has long since gone, and there is nothing valuable at home, so he can only pawn his most precious thing to raise money for the medicine.

He no longer has any thoughts about Qiuwei, and now he just wants to cure Lan'er's illness and find someone to support his family.

Shu Yingtong nodded, she really is a scholar.

"What about next year?"

He shook his head again.

She pondered for a while, then looked up at him seriously, "Would you like to be a village school teacher?"

Qiu Yunyang's heart skipped a beat and he raised his head in surprise. The tea bowl was accidentally pushed, and some tea spilled out. He hurriedly supported the bowl and opened his eyes wide to look at Shu Yingtong who was facing him with a calm expression.

"Yes! But..."

"I am the village head of Huanshan Village, Guluo Town. My surname is Shu. The village school has just been established in the village, and there is a lack of a teacher. You can move to my village with your family. There are commonly used medicinal materials in the warehouse in the village. You can buy the ones that are not on the prescription. .”

Shu Yingtong spoke at a gentle pace. Judging from Zhu Yu's black heart in describing Baohetang, Qiu Yunyang's family must have been completely desolate, and the fields must have been sold out.

Otherwise, there would be no such thing as jumping into the river to seek death.

A small yard was built in the village, which is specially used for the wife to live in, either alone or as a family.

This man has clean eyes, a bookish look, and a good manners.

Qiu Yunyang was stunned for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he felt mixed emotions.

He hated himself for being incompetent and unable to protect his family well, and for being helpless with money matters.

When he was struggling, the heaven seemed to not want to kill him, and sent him a great favor!
He got up excitedly, and carefully smoothed the wrinkles of his long gown, "Benefactor is very kind, I will be honored by Xiaosheng!"

"Just salute, it's best not to kneel, she doesn't like it." Jing Yunyan silently dissuaded her.

Qiu Yunyang paused for a moment with the hand holding up the gown, straightened his expression, and solemnly crossed his hands at the two of them.

"Go back and discuss with your family whether you want to move all of them there. Tomorrow, go to South Village of Huanshan Village to explain the situation to Wei Dafu, and he will make proper arrangements. It's okay for you to go by yourself, right?"

"OK!"

"Okay, we still have something to do here, let's go first." Shu Yingtong nodded and said goodbye to him after explaining.

Qiu Yunyang's face was full of sorrow, looking at the back of the two of them leaving side by side, he was so happy that he didn't know what to do, he looked around at a loss, picked up the tea bowl and drank it, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He doesn't have to do the work of bending his waist for five buckets of rice, the master is respected and decent!

Lan'er's illness is cured, her children can also study in the village school, and there is Shu Xiu to support her family!
Even if he doesn't take the imperial examination, he can still be accompanied by books, which is simply a great thing!
Although it was a verbal agreement, and he didn't write a letter or give a token, he was very sure that they didn't lie to him.

My hands were shaking when I was packing the baggage, and I even wanted to cry a little.

After tying up the bundle, he glanced at the untouched fried noodle fruit and salt and pepper peas on the table, and felt ashamed to take them away.

These are the favorite snacks of young children, but the oil tank at home has bottomed out, and they haven't eaten these for a long time...

"Xiucai Lang met a nobleman~" The old man came over with a oiled paper smile and cupped his hands kindly, "Congratulations! The village school master shoulders the important task of enlightenment, and only reading can make sense. The old man here wishes you peaches and plums all over the world!"

"Thank you old man, I will live up to my expectations!"

Qiu Yunyang's eyes were firm, and he vowed secretly that he would pass on what he had learned and live up to his benefactor's entrustment!
The old man swiftly wrapped up the food on the table and handed it to him, "It's all paid for, I don't want to eat it now, take it back and try it someday when I'm free."

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