The next day, Qiu Yan returned to the village with the completed sketch of the tableware and entrusted the task of making the lunch boxes to Zhang the carpenter in the village.
Zhang the carpenter was an old carpenter in the village. He had been making furniture for many years, and this was the first time he had made such a strange lunchbox, so he couldn't help but ask a few questions.
Knowing that Qiu Yan was running a food delivery business, he was skeptical.
"These people from Baiyang really know how to enjoy life."
After leaving Zhang the carpenter's house, Qiu Yan took a walk around the medicinal herb field, and finally went home.
The villagers are now much friendlier when they see Qiu Yan, not only because she hired them to farm, but also because she treated Zhao Qiufeng's leg injury.
At home, the second uncle was working diligently with the two Wu brothers, building a wall.
Qiu Yan called her second uncle and left him ten taels of silver so that he could pay the villagers their wages.
The remaining money is left for my second uncle to decide how to use.
That's all she can offer right now.
Qiu Yan suddenly realized that she was very poor.
Like I said, she'll have the money next month.
Qiu Yan didn't stay long before heading to Baiyang, and of course, she didn't forget to bring Gu Xiaoran's dog along.
Qiu Xu's entrance exam is just around the corner, I wonder if my younger brother is nervous.
Qiu Xu, who was being nagged by his older sister, was sitting at his desk, engrossed in his studies. It would be a lie to say he wasn't nervous.
After all, I haven't been studying for more than half a year in total.
Qiu Yan had already prepared all the necessary writing materials for his exam preparation.
Back at the shop, Qiu Yan asked her aunt about the headmaster of Lu Ming Academy.
Qiu Yumei said, "The headmaster's surname is Mu, and he lives next to Luming Academy. That's all I know."
It's next to the academy, in a good school district.
Qiu Yan wondered if she could also rent a small courtyard next to the academy.
With that in mind, she took her younger brother to the vicinity of the academy that afternoon.
When she has money next month, she will rent a courtyard near the academy.
As for Gu Qian's money, it must still belong to him before the marriage.
Qiu Yan feels a great sense of accomplishment in supporting her younger siblings with the money she earns with her own hands.
Gu Qian gave her a total of five thousand taels of silver notes. Qiu Yan wanted to wait for Gu Qian to come back next time so that she could discuss doing real estate business with him.
She saw him as her biggest investor.
I suppose he should trust himself.
"Sister, once I successfully enroll in school, I will be practicing martial arts with my master every morning and evening, so there's no need to worry about renting a house."
Qiu Xu was always thinking about saving money for his family.
"Why not? Don't you need to go home for lunch and rest? Our wonton shop's backyard is too small and the environment is too noisy; it's not suitable for you to study."
"But..." Qiu Xu was still worried about the money.
"There's no 'but,' it's settled then. Don't worry, your sister's here, you don't need to worry about the money." Qiu Xu wanted to say something more, but Qiu Yan shut him up with one sentence.
Qiu Yan and her brother first went to the brokerage firm to inquire about the properties. They looked at several courtyards, but they were either too far away or too dilapidated, so they were not very satisfied with any of them.
As for the area around the academy, very few people rent it out.
In those backward ancient times, renting a house was a hassle.
They wandered around all afternoon but couldn't find a suitable house.
The siblings' feelings were completely different.
Qiu Xu was always thinking about saving money, while Qiu Yan was worried.
"Sister, let's go back."
"Okay." She wasn't in a hurry and took her time searching.
Before going home, Qiu Yan bought some food to treat her younger brother, sister-in-law, and Gu Xiaoran.
"Headmaster Du, Headmaster Du, please accept this small gift." Suddenly, a jarring voice caught Qiu Yan and her companion's attention.
They turned their heads at the same time and saw a middle-aged man chasing after another middle-aged man, holding valuable gifts in his hands. Clearly, the gifts had been refused.
Qiu Yan recognized the man who gave the gift at a glance; it was none other than Manager Gao of Shuangxi Restaurant.
What a small world!
At the same time, she was a little confused. Didn't her aunt say that the headmaster's surname was Mu? Could it be that the sound was similar and she misheard?
Du Shanzhang waved his hand and said to Manager Gao, "I appreciate your kindness, you can go back now."
In this era, when students first met their teacher, they would present gifts as a sign of respect.
However, Manager Gao's son has not yet enrolled and is not considered a student of Luming Academy.
Actually, Manager Gao was worried that his son's academic performance was not good enough to get into the academy, which is why he made this trip.
Manager Gao gave an awkward smile, then turned around and saw Qiu Yan and her brother, along with a pile of things they had bought. His expression changed.
Qiu Yan ignored Manager Gao and jogged forward to strike up a conversation with Master Du, saying, "Uncle, do you know if there are any houses for rent around here?"
She really wanted to rent a house, so she thought that since Du Shanzhang lived nearby, he might know something.
Qiu Xu stiffened slightly and followed.
Manager Gao did not leave; he kept a close eye on the two men and listened to their conversation.
Du Shanzhang stopped and turned to look at Qiu Yan and her brother. "Young lady, why are you renting a room?"
“My younger brother plans to go to Luming Academy, so I thought I would rent a house for him to study in peace.”
"You don't need to rent a house. The academy provides accommodation, which costs only one hundred coins per month."
Qiu Yan rented a house not only because of her younger brother, but also because there were too few houses in the backyard, and her second uncle and others would have nowhere to stay when they came.
Just as she was about to ask more questions, she saw an elderly man, over fifty years old, suddenly rushing towards her from the side street.
The old man immediately shouted angrily at Headmaster Du:
"Du Anzhi, don't think that just because you've resigned and returned to your hometown, this position of headmaster is yours. I am the foremost gentleman of Luming. What right do you have to take my place? What right do you have to make me retire?"
"Mr. Mu, I'm only doing this for your health, why are you still so insistent?"
"I don't care about what's in my best interest. I can only be the headmaster of Luming Academy!"
"So that's how it is," Qiu Yan realized, "I didn't mishear."
Old Mu kept talking angrily, and when Qiu Xu saw him like this, a smile appeared on his calm face.
"You brat, what are you laughing at?" Old Mu looked at Qiu Xu with an unfriendly tone. This young punk dared to mock him.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yan's expression became more serious. "Little brother, you must make a good impression on the teacher."
Caught red-handed, Qiu Xu looked slightly awkward. "Grandpa, please don't misunderstand. I just felt a sense of closeness when I saw you, thinking of my own grandfather."
Qiu Yan was very satisfied with her brother's answer. She never expected that her usually dull brother would speak like that.
Old Master Mu stroked his beard, his expression softening.
"You've got a way with words, kid. So tell me, should I retire?"
This... Qiu Yan was genuinely worried for her younger brother.
She felt some sympathy for her younger brother, who hadn't even entered the academy yet, and was already given a difficult problem by the former headmaster.
Headmaster Du smiled wryly. He really didn't know what to say to Elder Mu. He was just a young upstart; what did he know?
He didn't want to argue with Old Master Mu on the street, and was about to turn around when he saw Qiu Xu bow deeply to Old Master Mu.
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