Chapter 14
He can't be a teacher because he can't read, but Jiang Wanning can, so she can be one!
Lu Shang wanted to speak several times, but repeatedly told himself to calm down. He thought about how he could remain calm even when faced with a business worth hundreds of millions, so how could he be excited about a small private school?
Although he had new ideas about the village school, he also knew that it was too exaggerated to ask a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl to be a teacher. Putting aside the gender barrier, just considering her age, it was hard to be convincing with just her empty words.
It would be best if there was an opportunity to push Jiang Wanning to the front of the public so that all the villagers know how good she is.
After some careful consideration, Lu Shang calmed down.
He was afraid that if he gave Jiang Wanning too much of a fantasy, and things didn't get done, she would be disappointed. Instead of telling her more now, it would be better to wait until things started to show signs before telling her the lowdown.
Lu Shang controlled his expression and curled the corners of his lips: "I think I understand what you mean. I will think about it carefully. What about other things? Are there any more common businesses that many people are doing?"
"Yes, there are some. For example, there are people selling tofu, transporting people to and from town using ox carts, making furniture, and hunting in the mountains. These are the ones that make more money."
"Then there are those who just do the hard work. In town, there are people who hire people to move things, and there are people who cut trees and sell firewood. I heard that when wealthy businessmen in town build houses, they sometimes hire people to help move bricks."
"As for the women, besides the work in the embroidery room as I mentioned last time, they can also go to the mountains to pick wild vegetables, mushrooms, and soapberries, which can be sold for money. If things don't work out, they can weave baskets and make shoe soles."
As long as you are determined to make money, there is more or less something to do, it’s just a matter of how much you make and how fast or slow you make it.
But after listening to dozens of jobs, Lu Shang didn't find any that interested him.
Seeing that he was in deep thought, Jiang Wanning closed her mouth and did not disturb him.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Shang suddenly asked, "You said there was a bullock cart pulling people. How did that work?"
Jiang Wanning said, "I also heard from the villagers that it takes half a day to walk from Lujia Village to the nearest town, but it only takes an hour by oxcart. The driver is from the next village. He goes around the surrounding villages early every morning. If anyone wants to go to the town, he takes them on the oxcart. He charges three cents per person and brings them back in the evening."
Lu Shang understood that this was the ancient version of a bus.
Speaking of it, his previous business was also related to transportation, but he did not transport people, but various goods, using multiple means of sea, land and air, and his transportation routes spread all over the world.
When he got his first startup capital, he made his fortune in logistics.
Lu Shang asked without much hope: "Since there are people transporting people, are there also people transporting goods?"
"Yes, but..." Jiang Wanning hesitated slightly. "I don't know if there are any near Lujia Village, but before in Beijing... there would be cargo ships from Jiangnan, and peddlers from the Western Regions. As for merchant ships that went out to sea, they would only come back once every five or six years."
It turns out that there are trade routes in all directions.
Lu Shang said casually: "Come to think of it, what year is it?"
"The second year of Shunhe in Dazhao."
"Da Zhao?" Lu Shang was stunned.
Jiang Wanning didn't understand why he was surprised, and nodded hesitantly: "Is that so..."
But Lu Shang thought about it for a long time. Even if he was not good at history, he would not remember the existence of the Dazhao Dynasty in history. A dynasty that could open trade routes on the sea should not be unknown.
It was not until then that he vaguely realized that he had not simply come to an ancient time, but more likely, he had gone to another time and space.
In Jiang Wanning's eyes, he suddenly felt a little depressed and sad, but this negative energy quickly disappeared and turned into relief.
Lu Shang slowly exhaled: "I understand." The dynasty was not important. What was important was how he could adapt and survive. Not only was he not starving to death, he also had a teenage girl to support.
Girls should be raised in wealth.
Even though he doesn't even have a girlfriend, he agrees with this statement very much.
"If I go to town in a few days, you can come with me. We'll go to the letter-writing stall, and if there's a chance, we can go to the bookstore."
"By the way, do you know where the restaurant that sells braised dishes is in town?" Lu Shang asked.
Jiang Wanning shook her head: "I haven't been to town yet. My mother-in-law and others don't allow me to go out casually, let alone leave the village."
"That's okay, I'll ask someone else later."
Lu Shang had a vague idea of what to do next, but many things could not be solved in a hurry.
He drank two sips of water and turned to deceive Jiang Wanning, coaxing and deceiving her into writing something for her to see.
Brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones are all very precious things in farmers' homes, but for Lu Shang, they are not as practical as a steamed bun.
After all, Jiang Wanning had only lived in the countryside for a few months. Even though she knew that paper and pens were expensive, she didn't take them too seriously. Since Lu Shang said they could be used, she didn't hesitate and ground the ink skillfully.
Lu Shang was watching from the side. Even though Jiang Wanning was wearing the most ordinary coarse clothes, her demeanor alone was pleasing to the eye.
Comparing this with the ink he had just ground all over the table, it turned out that some things still need to be done by professionals.
In a short while, Jiang Wanning was ready.
She held the brush, and although she could tell the material was inferior, she didn't show it on her face. She asked, "What does my husband want me to write?"
Lu Shang was still admiring it and said casually: "Just write about geese, geese, geese, singing with their necks curved to the sky——"
Jiang Wanning paused her pen and repeated it twice: "Good words, is this written by my husband?"
Lu Shang was immediately embarrassed and waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I don't have such talent."
Jiang Wanning thought of Lu Shang's annotations that she had accidentally read in a book, and expressed a slight agreement in her heart.
After she asked a few words, she picked up her pen and put it down.
The daughter of a university scholar naturally has a good hand in calligraphy.
Even Lu Shang, who had little knowledge of culture, couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration after seeing the large characters on the paper.
However, before he could praise her, his eyes fixed and he suddenly pulled Jiang Wanning's hand over.
He put down the brush and spread out her palm.
All five of her fingers were covered with tiny scars, some of which were so deep that they hadn't scabped over yet. The back of her hand was still the same, and even a thin layer of calluses had appeared on her fingertips.
Lu Shang and Jiang Wanning have been together for some days. They are often together, but he has never observed them carefully.
Moreover, as a grown man, he kept staring at the little girl's hands, which seemed indecent. If it weren't for today, he wouldn't have seen the tiny scars on Jiang Wanning's hands.
Lu Shang did not think that a small wound was not serious. Often, the smaller the wound, the more painful it was. Moreover, his hands were full and he could not count them at all.
Jiang Wanning shrank back uncomfortably: "Nothing, I just accidentally bumped into it while doing housework..."
"Is this nothing?"
Jiang Wanning hadn't heard him speak in such a serious tone for a long time and was stunned for a moment.
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