If people can't open up the wasteland, they can always do something else.

Zhou Lizheng pushed back the copper coin that Grandma Lan had taken out.

"You are slow to work, so take your time. For the next three months, just cut a basket of pig grass every day and send it to the Song family next door."

Lan Yu said hurriedly, "I can also cut grass for pigs. I'll do it."

Granny Lan asked anxiously, "Isn't this too easy? How about assigning us some other tasks?"

"I'll notify you if there's other work." Zhou Lizheng called Zhou Dafu, whispered a few words to him, and then had someone lead Lan Yu in.

Granny Lan walked to the door, then turned back and asked, "I didn't even give a penny..."

Lao Ma came over and helped the man out, saying, "You'll need money a lot in the future. If this kid has a bright future, he can take all your money for the exam fees and travel expenses. You have to save money quickly!"

Granny Lan said happily, "It's good to have a promising future, but you have to study hard to have a promising future!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" After helping the man out, Lao Ma turned back.

Granny Lan stood outside with a confused look on her face. Why did she come out?

When they arrived at the study door, Zhou Dafu gave Song Yuehua a secret signal, and Song Yuehua immediately understood.

Take a book bag and put a book, a pen, a piece of paper, and a bottle of ink in it.

Lan Yu was carrying a book bag, looking through the things inside, and asked, "How much does it cost for so many things?"

Song Yuehua smiled and said, "One basket of pig grass a day can pay it off."

"Then I will give you two baskets of pig grass every day," Lan Yu raised his head and said seriously with his little face tilted up.

"good!"

"Uncle Zhou..."

Zhou Lizheng raised his head and saw that it was Zhao Ergou who had returned with a bruised face.

It turned out that Zhao Ergou was about to go to the next village to drink when he was bumped into by Liu Cuicui.

Upon asking, I found out that the father and son had taken the money back.

Liu Cuicui was so angry at that time that she twisted Zhao Ergou's ear and went home. She picked up Zhao Doudou who was sleeping in the rocking chair, picked up a broom and beat the father and son so hard that they ran away in fear, saying that they would never dare to do it again.

While the school was still recruiting, Liu Cuicui personally brought the father and son to register.

Zhou Lizheng did his job impartially and quoted a price.

"Can I just buy a pen?" Zhao Ergou asked with a smile.

Zhou Lizheng paused and asked, "Where should I write it?"

Zhao Ergou gritted his teeth and said, "Then buy another half a knife of wool paper!"

Zhou Lizheng asked again, "What can you write without ink?"

Zhao Ergou made a bitter face and asked, "What about the ink stick..."

"It can't be broken!" Zhou Lizheng said first.

"Zhao Ergou, get out of here!" Liu Cuicui kicked Zhao Ergou so hard that he ate shit. She said to the head of the village, "1 book, 1 pen, 1 scrap of paper, 1 inkstone, please help me with the calculation."

Zhou Lizheng quickly calculated, "1 guan 2 qian"

After giving the money, Liu Cuicui grabbed Zhao Ergou's ear and left.

Zhou Ergui took Zhao Doudou, whose face was covered with bamboo marks, to the study.

After meeting the teacher and coming out of the lecture hall, Zhao Doudou went back by himself with his schoolbag.

Old Ma, who was sitting nearby, looked at Zhao Ergou's energy and asked, "Can you cultivate two mu of land just like this?"

"Of course we have to take special care of him." Zhou Lizheng said, "You and I have eight acres of land, and we surround him in the middle. How dare we not work hard?"

"When did you include me in your calculations?" Lao Ma asked dissatisfiedly.

Zhou Lizheng was keeping accounts and answered without looking up, "It started when you were bored and sat next to me to watch the show."

Old Ma, "..."