Daming: I, Yang Xian, really govern Yang!

Chapter 54 As long as you can take a step forward, it’s progress.
In ancient times, education has always been a scarce resource.

Everything is inferior, only reading is good. This is an unbreakable truth in this era.

In contrast, the modern nine-year compulsory education system is truly of cross-epochal significance.

In ancient times, there was no compulsory education, and even public schools were very few. There was only one county school in each county, and one prefectural school in each prefecture. The highest government-run school was the well-known Imperial College.

Of course, not everyone can enter these schools casually.

Take the lowest level county school.

Only those who are admitted to the imperial examination are eligible to study in the county school in order to prepare for taking the higher-level examination, which is called entering the school. Scholars are called Xiucai or Shengyuan, which is also commonly known as Xiucai.

Therefore, for ordinary people, if they want to receive an education, the only option is to attend a private school.

These private schools were either established by the teachers themselves, or donated by others, or local people in the countryside jointly funded the teachers to teach.

Rich families will invite teachers directly to their homes to teach the younger members of the family, which is called a special education hall.

The earliest founder of private schools was Confucius.

The tuition fee he set at that time was ten pieces of shuxiu, that is, ten pieces of bacon.

This rule was inherited by later generations of teachers. Of course, the price was not cheap. You must know that eating meat was not easy in ancient times.

With the changes of the times, private schools have gradually become more popular and their operating models have gradually matured. The sources of funding for private schools have also become diversified. There are donations from local gentry and government subsidies, so the tuition fees paid by individuals have gradually decreased.

During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, the cost for a student to attend a private school was generally 80 kilograms to 120 kilograms of wheat per year.

But even so, not every family can afford to go to school.

Taking a medium-sized farmer family as an example, the family has about 5 acres of farmland, which means that the cost of a student's schooling accounts for almost one-tenth of the family's annual income.

What Yang Xian wants to do is to establish a nine-year compulsory education of this era in Yangzhou.

In addition to the most traditional elementary education textbook of this era, "Three Hundred Thousand".

Yang Xian will also compile and teach arithmetic, natural science, basic knowledge of things, etc. based on modern textbooks.

Now that we have come to this era, Yang Xian still wants to do something after all.

From the beginning, the Kunkun who announced the dawn was stewed just to change the original fate of Yang Xian being killed.

Up to now, more positive thoughts have arisen in my heart.

Even if many things cannot be done temporarily, as long as we can take a step forward, it is progress.

From idea to formal implementation, it still takes time.

The formal establishment of Yangzhou National Primary School should wait until the spring of next year.

Just as Yang Xian was planning the first public primary school, a carriage slowly drove into Yangzhou.

Finally, he stopped in front of the dilapidated government office.

"Why are you here?" Yang Xian put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and looked at the person coming, somewhat surprised. "Is there any trouble with the Capital Chamber of Commerce?"

Wang Yuemin didn't say anything, but directly threw a pile of account books on the desk in front of Yang Xian, and said angrily: "It's enough to just be a cashier. At the end of the year, you have to take stock of the accounts. Since you don't take the initiative to mention it, I had no choice but to come here from the capital."

From the first dessert shop, the business is getting bigger and bigger now.

Yang Xian almost never asked about the profitability of the commercial bank. Every time, Wang Yuemin took the initiative to bring it up in the letter.

Are there really people with such big hearts in this world?
Even trust cannot have no bottom line or limit.

Or maybe Yang Xian only cares about how much money he makes.

If so, what is he trying to do?
The more Wang Yuemin thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his worries were justified.

Wang Yuemin just stared at Yang Xian, which made him look a little uncomfortable.This was really Wang Yuemin who had wronged him.

The first reason why Yang Xian rarely interferes with business matters is that he has absolute confidence in what he does.

In addition, he has always adhered to the same point of view as Boss Cao in employing people, that is, do not trust those who employ them, and do not use those who doubt him.

Wang Yuemin's status, in Yang Xian's opinion, was basically that of a relative of the emperor who could not escape.

"So that's what happened." Yang Xian smiled.

Wang Yuemin looked at Yang Xian's smiling face and became angry, but it was hard to get angry.

"Mr. Yang, if you are not doing business to make money, but have other agendas, you'd better hire someone else."

"Isn't it just an account? There's no need to do this, Miss Wang." Yang Xian looked at Wang Yuemin who suddenly became sulky, feeling a little confused.

In his opinion, either Wang Yuemin's menstrual period has come, or this guy is a scumbag, the kind who can't do arithmetic at all, otherwise why would he react so much to the accounting.

No, I don’t know how to settle accounts myself, so I just need to hire an accountant.

No matter what, it’s just settling accounts anyway, right?

Yang Xian casually took an account book from the table, and then took another blank paper from the table.

"Do you remember the bill from the dessert shop?"

As he spoke, Yang Xian quickly looked through the account books, calculated a few figures in his mind and filled them in on the blank paper beside him.

It's amazingly fast!

Wang Yuemin on the side was already stunned and said in surprise: "Master Yang, are you so fast in arithmetic?"

"What, you really can't do arithmetic?"

Yang Xian calculated some simple figures. The amount recorded on a single page of the bill was not large. You could tell it with just a glance.

All the calculation methods used are very basic calculation methods. The basics are nothing more than addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

Although he was a social beast in his previous life, he was still a serious undergraduate student.

Faced with Yang Xian's questions.

Wang Yuemin blushed and said that a store owner couldn't do arithmetic, which was the greatest insult to her.

From a family like Wang Yuemin's, it was natural for him to learn arithmetic.

".I, I will!"

"Really or falsely?" After a while, Yang Xian finished flipping through an account book in the dessert shop, and at the same time pulled out an account book and threw it in front of Wang Yuemin. "Then it's up to you to settle this account. Finish it as soon as possible so that we can go to dinner."

Yang Xian added up the numbers on the blank paper and finally came up with a number. After recording it in a big number, he pasted it on the account book and put it aside.

But after doing all this, he found that Wang Yuemin hadn't started settling the accounts yet, and was in a daze holding the account book in his hand.

Yang Xian raised his head and looked at Wang Yuemin.

His eyes were full of suspicion.

The look in her eyes made Wang Yuemin feel uncomfortable all over, and her face turned red and warm.

"You didn't give me the tools, how can I settle the score?!" Wang Yuemin finally couldn't bear it anymore and finally broke out.

ha? !

Do you still need tools for such simple arithmetic?
Yang Xian tilted his head and looked at Wang Yuemin with a look of disbelief on his face.

(End of this chapter)