Chapter 18 Discovering a Space Vulnerability

"I heard that the teachers in the enlightenment classes in the town are mostly students, and their monthly salary is more than half an ounce of silver, and they also provide food and accommodation. It's better than us farmers who have no food to eat every day."

Jiang Fubao heard what grandma said and nodded silently.

It is rare to find a woman who can think like this.

In this era of illiteracy.

Farmers believe that land is their foundation and would never think of spending so much money to send their grandchildren to school.

They thought that instead of wasting the money, they would save some to marry a wife, have more children, buy some good farmland, and continue farming from generation to generation.

"Mother, it's more than just a teacher. If you pass the exam to become a scholar, not only can you meet officials without kneeling, but you can also exempt the two people in your family from corvée labor. When paying taxes every year, you can also exempt the tax on ten acres of land. If you rank higher, the government will give you silver and food!"

Jiang Eryong, who often worked odd jobs in the town and loved to listen to gossip, became interested.

He told the Jiang family the gossip he had overheard.

"What did you say? Tax exemption? And also free from corvée service? A full ten acres of land? Our family only has six acres of land in total. The extra four acres can be used to let others hang out at our house, and we can collect some money, just like the shops in the town collect rent. Every year, we can make money without doing anything. Wow, studying has such great benefits."

Zhang Jinlan's mind works very quickly.

I immediately thought of collecting rent.

"It's easy to say, but is it really that easy to pass the exam? How come in all these years, even among the ten villages in our town, no one has ever produced a scholar? Only twelve years ago, the eldest son of the patriarch of your Zhangjia Village passed the exam and became a student at the age of twenty. So many years have passed, and he has three grandchildren, but he is still an old student. He has failed many times. How much money has he spent? Now he has given up and is living a peaceful life!"

Jiang Shoujia, on the contrary, was very sober.

Let’s not talk about how expensive the school tuition is.

Just buying this book costs at least half an ounce of silver.

There are also pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

Which one doesn’t cost money?

It is difficult for a peasant family to produce a scholar.

Why has this sentence been passed down for hundreds of years?

They all make sense.

"Alright, alright, go to bed early. It's better to think about how to make more money tomorrow than to think about other things. Go to bed quickly."

Jiang Shoujia waved to the younger generations.

Went back to the house first.

Jiang Fubao was also carried to the bed by his mother.

"Fubao, it's cold at night, be careful not to kick off the quilt. Xiaoji and Xiaoxiang, the same goes for you two, sleep well and don't fall off the bed again. Remember the bump on your head last year? You didn't mind the pain."

Zhang Yanzi gently covered her three children with quilts. After giving them instructions, she and Jiang Siyin kissed each child on the forehead before closing the door and leaving.

It's cool in the quilt.

But the two elder brothers were of strong constitution and had hot tempers, and after a while, the quilt became warm for them as they slept.

Jiang Fubao was sleeping in the innermost, and she unconsciously moved towards her brother.

It was as if he was getting close to a human soup pot.

She closed her eyes and rested for a while until she heard her brothers' breathing become heavier.

She just entered the space.

During the day, she found a way to exploit the loophole.

If you take eggs out of the space every day and accumulate them, the automatic replenishment of the space will be refreshed every day.

Then we can bring the eggs to our family together.

Wouldn't it be possible to sell it for a lot of money?

It’s better than wasting it in the space every day.

The thought of this made her heart ache.

She is only three years old. She is too young.

As long as you have your own room.

She would definitely take out all the things in the space and keep them there for the daily refresh.

Unfortunately, the only place she could hide things now was under the bed.

There is no other way. I’ll have to wait until I grow up.

Jiang Fubao took out the basin where the meat was previously placed, put the eggs in first, and finally filled the gaps with thirty quail eggs, just enough to fill the basin.

It was so heavy that she couldn't lift it.

I could only make space for myself first, then conjure up a basin from thin air and stuff it under the bed.

After doing all this, she returned to the bed and crawled under the quilt.

Still so warm.

Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and in less than a minute, she fell asleep.

The village is very quiet at night.

Except for the occasional bird calls.

Jiang Fubao slept soundly all night.

She woke up before dawn.

It's a rare opportunity to get up so early.

The two brothers are still sleeping.

She put on her clothes quietly and got out of bed.

I wanted to put the basin back into the space, but when I saw that the space had not been refreshed, I quickly gave up the idea.

If I really put it in, I'm afraid it will return to its original state.

"Hey, our Fubao is so diligent today, getting up so early. Come, wash up quickly, and your aunt will get you some pork lard cakes." Walking into the kitchen, Jiang Fubao saw his aunt Zhu Yingqiu sitting by the stove eating breakfast.

It is a coarse flour pancake, served with the leftover salted vegetable and pork slices from yesterday.

The meat is finished.

There are only salted vegetables left, which are just right as a side dish.

There was some pork scraps left over from yesterday.

Use it to make pancake filling.

"Aunt, have daddy and uncle already gone to town?" Jiang Fubao asked, raising his little head.

"Yes, we left before daybreak. It takes an hour and a half to get to the town. We dare not leave late, or else it will be daybreak when we arrive in the town, and by then the job opening will have been filled. We have no choice but to leave early. Come, auntie will get you some water to wash up. There is just half a pot of hot water left on the stove."

Zhu Yingqiu put down the bowl, took a washbasin and poured some hot water, then took Jiang Fubao's hand and went outside to mix some Liangshan spring water into the hot water.

She tested the temperature with her hand.

After it was just right, he handed Jiang Fubao a piece of willow branch.

This is the toothbrush used by poor people in ancient times.

When Jiang Fubao first came here, the original owner had never used a toothbrush.

It was only used at her strong request.

Take a thin willow branch, remove the skin on the front end, and scrape it up and down and left and right in your mouth. If you dip it in some salt, it will be cleaner.

But salt costs dozens of cents per pound. I can't even bear to eat it, let alone use it to brush my teeth.

Jiang Fubao is not picky either.

She finished brushing her hair, washed her face with a linen cloth, and went to the kitchen to eat.

This piece of linen is shared by all the women in the Jiang family.

One for men and one for women.

It's not like a modern towel when you rub it on your face. It's very rough and painful!

Especially Jiang Fubao's delicate face, every time she washed her face, she felt like she was being tortured.

"Fubao, get up. You got up very early today." He said halfway through his meal.

Sun Pingmei also got up.

She greeted Jiang Fubao with a yawn.

The Jiang family takes turns to make breakfast. Whoever's turn it is has to get up early. Today, the one who got up early was Zhu Yingqiu.

soon.

The sky gradually turned white.

Until the morning glow and the sun half appeared in the east.

Everyone in the Jiang family has finished breakfast.

"I won't go to the fields today. I'll water my private plot." Jiang Shoujia was sitting on a chair in the front yard. After he said this, he stood up and prepared to go to the backyard to water, but was stopped by his third grandson Jiang Tongshui.

"Grandpa, I'll go and water it. It's just a small space, four buckets will do. You can take a rest."