In ancient times, people believed in working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
Once it gets completely dark, it's time to go to bed.
At least this is the case for ordinary poor people. Not to mention working with kerosene lamps, the money they earn is not enough to buy kerosene.
And working at night can easily cause blindness to your eyes.
Go to bed early and get up early.
Chu Qi took advantage of the sleep time to use the props to learn for most of the night, and only fell asleep in her dream near dawn to catch up on her sleep.
The old master’s school is located in the next town, about twenty miles away from here.
If they set off at daybreak, Chu Qi would probably be able to arrive before dark.
Before dawn, Old Man Ye started coughing in the house. Ye Zhang got up and poured him some cold water to drink, then she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
After cooking, when it’s daybreak, I can go nearby to dig insects to nourish the two old hens at home, and try to get them to lay more eggs.
In addition to the old hen, there is also a skinny rooster and two immature castrated chickens in the house.
This was one of the few valuable possessions of this poor family.
After breakfast, Chu Qi took three sweet potatoes and a bamboo tube to eat on the waterway, and then carried her bag and prepared to set off.
The school was not strictly managed. As long as you paid the tuition, you were a student there. The teacher didn't care whether you went to school on time or went out to cheat.
Before leaving, Huang Ying's eyes slightly reddened as she stuffed a copper coin into Chu Qi's pocket, "Take this, the money left over from the eggs I bought last time."
After this separation, I don’t know when we will meet again.
The original owner's eldest brother was looking for a job in the town, and he was the one who delivered the money every month.
If the original owner had not pretended to be sick and went home this time, Huang Ying would not have seen her youngest son for more than three months.
Chu Qi did not refuse. She carefully put the copper coins into the sleeves of her gown, said goodbye to her mother, and embarked on a strange journey.
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Three days later, Yu Town.
Mr. Jiang's School.
After finishing today's lessons, Chu Qi closed the book and left the classroom with other classmates.
Chu Qi was wearing a green long gown, which was exquisitely and simply made. This was the uniform student uniform of Jiang's School.
Clothes are divided into two categories, one is made of good fabrics, and the other is made of ordinary fabrics.
From the outside, you can't tell how much difference there is in the fabrics, but once you touch them, you can definitely feel the difference.
For a poor family like Chu Qi, the fabric of their gowns is very ordinary.
The original owner inherited the good looks of his mother and father. Chu Qi stood straight, neither hurried nor slow, with quite a bit of scholarly temperament.
The original owner didn't have any friends here because he didn't go to school often, and most of his classmates had never even seen him.
Chu Qi walked slowly and attentively back to the dormitory provided by the school for students, carrying the "Wen Zi Zun Yi" between her legs.
The area of Mr. Jiang's School is not very large, but because it is the only school in the area, families who want their children to study send them here, including many children from wealthy families.
In order not to affect the study experience of children from wealthy families, generally wealthy students rent houses outside or live in their own rooms. This has also led to a lot of empty dormitories prepared for students in the school. From the initial reservation of six people in a room, it has become four people in a room now.
It was rare to see Ye Qingyun return to the dormitory, and the three students in the same dormitory were a little surprised.
But no one spoke.
Chu Qi put the things back on the bed and left in a hurry.
Arriving outside a bookstore, Chu Qi entered and greeted the owner.
"Boss, here I come."
The boss was sitting at the counter fiddling with an abacus. He looked up when he heard this and saw a young man wearing the uniform of Master Jiang's school smiling at him warmly.
The landlord stood up and said, "It just so happens that someone has pawned a miscellaneous book today. You can copy it."
Chu Qi smiled and nodded: "Okay."
Copying books was a job Chu Qi found in a bookstore near the school.
The original owner had been taught by his grandfather to write, and had beautiful handwriting since childhood. In his dream, Chu Qi was taught by the white-bearded old man, and his already beautiful handwriting became even more beautiful, and he had his own personal style.
According to the original owner's level, it would not be impossible if he was willing to find a job copying books to supplement the family income.
It's just that he was used to being lazy and couldn't stand the hardship of copying books.
Chu Qi was different. She was almost starving to death. It was just copying books, which was much easier than drawing designs all night long in her previous life.
So the next day after she came back, she found a job copying books.
Seeing that Chu Qi worked meticulously, had beautiful handwriting, and was not lazy, the boss readily let her come in to work.
It was still early, as classes in school were never long.
The reason was that there were few teachers in the school. Apart from the school’s founder, Mr. Jiang, there were only three students teaching.
This place is very far away from the capital, and there won't be a scholar for several years, so students are highly respected here.
There are few teachers and many students, so the teaching time can only be reduced. The teachers mainly focus on students from wealthy families, followed by ordinary students.
Chu Qi finished copying the miscellaneous books twice, and the sun was about to set.
She asked her employer to check it again to make sure there were no errors or omissions.
The boss readily handed over six cents to Chu Qi.
The miscellaneous books are a little thin, and they were only copied twice. I gave them six cents, which is quite generous of the boss.
After all, if you sell the books, you might only make an extra seven or eight cents for each one.
The main business of this bookstore is small profits but quick turnover.
Of course, this is just a case of selling miscellaneous books at a low profit but high volume.
Books like "Three Character Classic" and other key enlightenment books are slightly more expensive.
A vegetarian bun costs one cent, a meat bun costs two cents, and a large steamed bun costs one cent.
This is the cheapest and most convenient food nearby.
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