Whether they read books or not, they are always the treasures in their grandparents' hearts.
Moreover, Old Mrs. Qiao glanced at Qiao Lian'er and a hint of satisfaction appeared on her face: "Besides, we have scholars in our family, and among those scholars, how many are more capable than Lian'er?"
Old Man Qiao was silenced by Old Woman Qiao's barrage of questions and simply ate his meal with his head down.
He felt a pang of regret, never expecting his wife to be so fiercely critical.
"It's always better to know how to read," Qiao Lian'er said after thinking for a moment. "How about this, I'll teach my older brothers and sisters to read and write in the evenings."
"Really?" Everyone's eyes lit up.
Qiao Lian'er nodded: "I don't expect you to be very good at it. Just recognize all the commonly used characters, be able to write letters, and be able to read some simple books. That will be enough."
Everyone was excited. Yes, it was unrealistic for them to go to school at their age, and their families were busy, so they absolutely could not abandon their families for their own thirst for knowledge. But they could still learn to read and write and acquire some knowledge.
Qiao Dayong said, "The evenings are filled with both martial arts practice and learning new knowledge; it's quite fulfilling."
In order to learn knowledge, Da Yong and the others shortened the practice time of the moves, and then surrounded Qiao Lian'er to watch her demonstrate the strokes.
When learning to write, you should start with the strokes of the pen and the stroke of the brush, and practice making each radical and component straight so that the characters you write will look good.
Although everyone was completely confused, they all studied very hard.
Around the eight-immortal table in the main room, everyone gathered together, each with a piece of paper in front of them. There were three pens in the house, and those without pens used burning charcoal to write and draw.
Seeing that the tung oil lamp was getting dimmer, Old Lady Qiao came over to add oil and adjusted the wick.
The scene of her grandchildren studying was particularly peaceful and heartwarming, and Grandma Qiao couldn't help but stop and watch for a while.
The children's eager eyes made her feel a little guilty, and she sighed inwardly before going into her room.
The silver sold today, thirty-nine taels, has been handed over to the public treasury. Old Mrs. Qiao took a box out from a hidden compartment in the wall under her bed, opened it, and found a pile of white silver, containing silver ingots and silver notes.
She counted them carefully from beginning to end.
A total of four hundred and seventy taels.
There are still three days left in the rainy season. I can earn enough money to build a house by tomorrow. I can save up the money I earn in the next two days.
As soon as the rainy season is over, they immediately start building houses, and within three months at most, they will have a large courtyard to live in.
Grandma Qiao held the box, a smile spreading across her face. "My grandchildren can't go to school, but now that we have money, my great-grandchildren can."
Qiao Lian'er lay in bed, harvesting and exchanging for gold coins. She expanded her land by a large area, and now each of the second-level crops could produce 10,000 catties a day.
She thought of what the uncle and Pei Zhujin had said earlier that day, and a sense of unease crept into her heart.
"Don't keep too much silver or too much rice at home."
She desperately wants to unlock advanced items immediately, but even if she uses all her skills, it will still take a year. It's impossible for her to use the space to store food and silver.
However, the house needs to be built as soon as possible; once it's done, the money can't be taken away.
Qiao Lian'er got up early in the morning, just as Old Man Qiao also got up early. She asked, "Grandpa, if this courtyard is expanded to twice its original size, is it all part of the Qiao family's land?"
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