Chapter 192 Full Moon
Today is the assessment for the girls' school, and the main characters should be the students who have passed the graduation assessment. Cui Qingyi signaled to Konjac with her eyes that if she had anything to say, she could go back and talk about it.
Konjac could only suppress the thoughts in his mind and, together with Cui Qingyi, escorted the shopkeepers out the door.
Shopkeeper Wang was still thinking about talking to Cui Qingyi about opening a pastry shop, but seeing the people present, he was afraid that others would snatch the business from him, so he quickly pulled them away.
Cui Qingyi and Konjac were the only ones left in the girls' school. Cui Qingyi glanced at the sky and said, "It's still early. Close the doors and windows and let's take a walk home."
Konjac readily agreed. The two of them carefully checked the girl's school from head to toe, closed all the doors and windows, and then slowly set out on the way home with Wangcai and Heiya.
Over the past six months, things have been happening one after another, and Cui Qingyi and Konjac have been very busy. Now, taking advantage of the graduation of this batch of students, Cui Qingyi decided to give the girls' school an early holiday and resume classes in the spring of next year. This is a good opportunity for her and Konjac to have a good rest for a while.
The two walked together in silence for a while, and Konjac suddenly looked up: "Girl, it seems like it's been a long time since we took such a leisurely walk home together."
Upon hearing this, Cui Qingyi also responded with a smile: "Forget about taking a walk home. I haven't really looked at the sky at this time in a long time."
Konjac approached Cui Qingyi and took her arm. The two sisters had not been so close for a long time. Now they were walking home together with the dog. People who saw them on the road responded with kind and gentle smiles but did not come close to disturb them.
"Girl, I am very content with my present life. I cannot accept the idea of a girl's school."
Cui Qingyi patted Konjac's hand through her cloak, but didn't directly address the issue of women's education. Instead, she changed the subject, "Konjac, what do you think the purpose of women's birth is?"
Although she has a soul from the modern era, Cui Qingyi has never discussed such topics with Konjac. She tries hard to forget everything about her life in the modern society and strives to be a qualified ancient person.
But her mother's overly strong desire for control and her failed marriage told her one thing: silence means silent death. She needs to make changes and save herself.
Fortunately, she succeeded. Now she is just Cui Qingyi. She is no longer mentioned as a commodity to be sold in the marriage market, nor is she evaluated as someone's wife.
She is Ms. Cui from the girls' school, the proprietress of the Hongyan Teahouse, the owner of the Cui residence in Huaihua Lane, and an independent and complete person.
Konjac was stunned. She seemed to have never thought carefully about the question the girl asked, and could only answer instinctively, "In fact, no one has ever said what we women should do when we come into this world.
When I was with you in the Cui family, I thought that when a girl reached marriageable age, she should get married, have children, and then take care of her husband and children.
But since we came to Dongping County, I discovered that a woman's life can be very different. We can be the head of our own family and even open a girls' school to educate more girls.
For example, Sister Xiu travels all over the world to do business, and there is also troupe leader Jiang. To be honest, I have always admired her. She is not very old, but she is responsible for the livelihood of so many people, and everyone in the Jiang family trusts her very much.
If I could, I would like to be like them.”
After saying this, Konjac looked at Cui Qingyi with burning eyes, as if seeking her approval.
Konjac's words really made Cui Qingyi look at her in a new light. To be honest, she was really scared that after experiencing so many things, this girl still said to her that women are born to take care of their husbands and children and give birth to children. She would definitely vomit blood.
Sure enough, some influences are subtle.
"If you want to be that kind of person, you can't just stand behind me all the time. You need to go out and slowly learn to stand on your own.
Remember I said before that I wanted to add some other courses to the girls' school? Later we added literacy and baking classes. Now I ask you again, if we want to add other courses to the girls' school, what do you think would be good?"
Unexpectedly, Cui Qingyi suddenly passed the test. Konjac was a little dumbfounded. She tilted her head and thought for a long time, then felt a little disappointed and shook Cui Qingyi's sleeve like a spoiled child: "Girl, good girl..."
Cui Qingyi smiled helplessly: "The original purpose of you and I opening the girls' school was to teach the girls embroidery and earn some pocket money at the same time, but now that the girls' school has come to this point, we have more things to consider.
Perhaps we won't have to wait until next year. People from outside Dongping County will come here soon and send their children to study at the girls' school. As the number of children increases, the school will grow bigger and bigger. Have you ever thought about what to do in the future?"
In fact, these problems were only thought of by Cui Qingyi today when she saw several shopkeepers from other counties, but she is standing on the shoulders of giants, and there are many solutions to these problems.
The problem has returned to the original starting point. People who die suddenly as slaves in modern society have no intention of continuing to work like slaves in the feudal era. Cui Qingyi feels that she has used up all her strength just to deal with this pile of things.
Konjac became even more discouraged. She really had never thought about these questions. In the past, she just did whatever the girl said. When she was suddenly asked this question, she didn't think too much about it.
Cui Qingyi looked at Konjac and smiled, "It's not a big deal no matter how much you say. Life is only a few decades long, so of course you should live your life the way you want. Just follow your own ideas.
If you're really afraid, since the girls' school is now on the right track, we can just hire a teacher to manage it, and we'll just be responsible for teaching the children on a daily basis."
In fact, Cui Qingyi felt that this method was quite good. As long as they hired someone from outside to manage the girls' school, the real management power would still be in their hands, and they were not afraid that the girls' school would go astray.
But as soon as Cui Qingyi finished speaking, Konjac immediately shook her head and refused. This girls' school was the hard work of her and her daughter, and it was absolutely impossible to hand it over to outsiders to manage.
Konjac could also see that if he firmly disagreed to be the head of the girls' school, his daughter would really find someone from outside to manage the girls' school.
She took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll do it. But you can't just give up. You have to give me some time to transition."
Cui Qingyi: "That's natural."
Konjac also needs time to grow.
The first heavy snow in Dongping County fell quietly while everyone was eagerly anticipating it. When Man Yue woke up early and saw the thick snow in the yard, she ran around in the yard excitedly.
Man Yue is Silly Girl. After Dr. Lu’s miraculous treatment, Silly Girl is finally not so stupid anymore. She can talk to people and gradually begins to recognize people.
But she still hadn't recovered to the level of a normal person. Old Doctor Lu secretly mentioned to Cui Qingyi that the injury lasted too long and the injury was on her head. Even if Hua Tuo were alive, he would not be able to make her recover to the level of a normal person.
Cui Qingyi felt a little regretful at first, but then she thought that God had been very kind to her. It would be nice to have simple thoughts and not have too many worries in her mind.
She gave Sha Ya a new name, Man Yue, hoping that she would have a smooth life in the future and that her life would be as perfect as the full moon.
The excitement of the full moon also aroused Chen Ma, because Cui Qingyi had said that she would take them to a teahouse outside the city to listen to storytelling when the first snow fell.
When Cui Qingyi wrapped herself in a thick fur cloak and led her people into her own private room, the storyteller from Hongyan Teahouse was also in place.
Having learned from the lesson of Qinqiang and shadow puppetry being performed simultaneously at the opening, Cui Qingyi has kept the storytelling project in his hands until now.
In preparation for today's first show, Cui Qingyi instructed the shopkeeper to warm up in the teahouse for a long time, which made both the Jiang family and Mao Lin feel a sense of crisis.
The storyteller in the teahouse was an old man who had returned from a neighboring county. He had made a living by storytelling before, and after wandering outside for half his life, he had thought of returning to his hometown to retire when he was old. However, he did not expect that as soon as he came back, before even entering the city, he saw the unique Hongyan Teahouse.
Out of curiosity, I paid special attention to it. After a while, I heard the neighbors singing Qinqiang, and some of them could even sing a few lines.
The old man went to listen to a Qinqiang opera and fell in love with it completely. After listening to several operas in Hongyan Teahouse, the old man felt that his wallet was shrinking a little faster.
The main reason is that this teahouse is really not serious. Not to mention how the tea is, the cakes that are different every day alone cost the old man a lot of money.
The old man thought this was not a good idea. Living off the fat of the land would inevitably make people anxious. So, with the idea of giving it a try, he asked the owner of the teahouse if he could also perform on stage there.
Even handing you a pillow when you feel sleepy is not as precise as this.
After watching an old man's performance, Cui Qingyi finally understood why the ancients were obsessed with storytelling. The old man who was an ordinary person in the audience seemed to be a completely different person as soon as the wake-up stick was hit on the stage.
The pronunciation is clear and the voice is full of energy. Cultural allusions and creations from ancient and modern times can be easily quoted. It can greatly stimulate the emotions of the audience, making the emotions of the audience in the audience fluctuate and even cannot calm down for a long time.
Before Man Yue Bu Si, she was probably a very active person. After entering the private room, she looked left and right, touched the decorations in the room, and reached out to shake the wide chair where Cui Qingyi was sitting.
Cui Qingyi was generally very tolerant when it came to raising children, and she allowed Man Yue to run around in the small private room without any complaints. However, Mother Chen couldn't stand it anymore and pulled Man Yue back when she pushed open the window facing outside.
"Man Yue, it's snowing outside. Open the window and be careful not to catch a cold."
Although Man Yue is lively, she is not the type to make a fuss. When Chen Ma told her not to, she came back obediently and was asked to sit next to Cui Qingyi. Cui Qingyi grabbed a handful of peanuts and handed them to her, and Man Yue's attention was completely focused on the peanuts.
The owner of the teahouse was hired later by Cui Qingyi. He was a middle-aged scholar who had studied for many years and understood many principles but had no connection with officialdom. He had been working diligently since he came to the teahouse.
Knowing that the boss was coming to listen to storytelling today, he asked someone to clean the private room reserved for the boss early and put a charcoal brazier in it.
Now he came up to ask in person: "Boss, what would you like to drink? Today the kitchen has jade cake, red bean cake, and hawthorn cake. Could you give me some of each?"
Cui Qingyi smiled and said, "It's a rare leisure day today, and it's the first snow. I won't drink tea. Ask Aunt Tian to warm up a pot of rice wine and some easy-to-cook cakes. Go and do your own thing. I'll come and take care of you if I need anything."
Cui Qingyi, the boss, was probably the most easygoing and straightforward person the shopkeeper had ever met. Whether it was paying wages or doing business, she was always very straightforward. Knowing that she really didn't need his help here when she said she didn't need his help, he left briskly to get busy.
Aunt Tian now helps Cui Qingyi manage the kitchen area of Hongyan Teahouse. When she heard that the boss was coming, she personally prepared the food and served it to him. She is truly grateful to Cui Qingyi.
Pang Ya learned the skill of making pastries in the girls' school and is now a qualified apprentice.
Thanks to Cui Qingyi, she had saved some money working in the teahouse over the past few months. "I've discussed with the head of the household that we should pool our money and borrow some money from outside to help Pang Ya open a pastry shop. We can't let her learn such a good skill and let it go to waste."
Cui Qingyi also became interested after hearing this: "Oh, but have you already found a location for the shop?"
Speaking of this Aunt Tian, she frowned and said, "Her father and I thought of opening a shop at the foot of Dongshan Mountain. With so many students coming and going, business will be good.
But I don't know what Fatty is thinking. She has to go to the place in the city where there are many pastry shops. There are several pastry shops there. How can we get any business if we go there? "
Cui Qingyi carefully explored these two places and felt that they were both good.
But in the end, Aunt Tian and her family have to make the final decision on this matter. "Pang Ya has skills, and she has family members to help her. No matter where the shop is opened, the business will be good."
Aunt Tian liked to hear this. She left Cui Qingyi's private room with satisfaction and went back to the kitchen with full energy.
Konjac arrived late with Qiao's mother. When she entered the room, Qiao's mother's face was full of joy, but Cui Qingyi saw that Konjac had a frown on his face and he looked not in a good mood.
Only when he saw Cui Qingyi did he barely perk up.
Storytelling is a very common form of performance in the teahouses of Dajin. Of course, it is not as attractive as Qinqiang and shadow puppetry, but the guests all remember that it is the Hongyan Teahouse, and maybe the storytelling can come up with some new tricks.
Some old customers of Hongyan Teahouse had reserved their seats early, just waiting for this day to come.
The first surprise today was the brand new tea set. Hongyan Tea House changed all the tea sets to small white porcelain sets, and the tea cups and small stove were all placed on a wooden tray; it looked very exquisite.
Another nine-grid tray contains small portions of tea, oranges, longans, peanuts, melon seeds, and even nuts.
Some people who were visiting Hongyan Teahouse for the first time didn't understand what this meant, so the waiter in charge of that area immediately came over to explain: "Look, on such a snowy day, why don't we get together with a few friends and sit around the fire? While we make tea, we can listen to stories and admire the snowy scenery outside the window. Isn't it a very leisurely day? Even a god wouldn't change it."
The waiter was good at talking, and after making the guests laugh, they glanced at the snowflakes falling outside the window and clapped their hands in praise, saying, "That's exactly what it is."
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