Chapter 267: Selling Houses and Lands for a Sake

If the old patriarch hadn't mentioned it, he would have really forgotten about it.

The main reason was that he never wanted to go back to the old house. He felt bad whenever he thought of those people.

But he didn't want it to go back because he was the eldest son of the Tang family and the old house was still under his name.

Tang Qingshan said, "I have no objection. You can do whatever you want, clan leader. If the Hu family is unwilling to take care of Tang Zhaodi, please help me find someone else to take care of her and let her live in her home. The money is just a small amount, and I won't give more."

After all, he had intentionally given a few taels of silver to shut everyone up, and the amount was really not a small amount, so he didn't want to add any more.

As for the "cheap" of the house, it was something everyone had considered in their hearts, but it was never among the conditions he mentioned, so what does it have to do with him?

The old patriarch responded repeatedly.

Tang Qingshan went back.

When Mrs. Hu received the letter, she accepted it very easily.

After all, although she coveted the house, she also felt that such a big house could not be given away for free. Instead, she hired a master. She had two grandchildren. How convenient would it be for them to go to school so close? Tang Zhaodi was so angry.

She had just accepted her fate and decided not to look for Tang Qingshan's family, but she didn't expect that she would not be allowed to live in her house anymore! Why? His family had moved upstairs, why did he come to take her house? She was a poor orphan, how could he do that? Tang Zhaodi was so angry that her teeth itched, but now, she really didn't dare to look for them.

Yesterday, several clan leaders and elders took advantage of Tang Qingshan's presence and were treated to a meal by the county magistrate.

A country boy, can he brag about this for the rest of his life? From that time on, seeing with their own eyes that the county lord did not accept Tang Qingshan's courtesy, they finally understood that he was really different now and they had to respect him.

The whole village was talking about this matter, even Mrs. Hu's family was talking about it, and Tang Zhaodi heard every word.

Although she didn't quite understand some things, she at least knew that no one dared to offend Tang Qingshan now! She didn't dare either!

She was crying while packing her things, and she was thinking... Why isn't Tang Qingshan her father? How great would it be if Tang Qingshan was her father?

Suddenly, she wondered, is her father still alive? Where did her father go?

If one day, her father could come back in style and take her away, how wonderful would that be? How wonderful?! Then she wouldn't have to envy Xinbao anymore!

On that day, the old couple of the Hu family and Tang Zhaodi moved out.

The old patriarch was very thorough in his work. Although Tang Qingshan did not say it explicitly, since he had invited a gentleman, he certainly could not let him come without any tools. If he really had to cobble together some things, that would not look good, and people would laugh at them behind their backs.

So the old patriarch gathered all the tribesmen and talked to them. Anyone who wanted to send a child over would be given 300 coins per child and a set of supplies. Of course, if they wanted to open a school, they would also need tables and chairs. No one had any objections.

After all, although three hundred coins is not a small amount, everyone knows the market price.

Studying has always been an expensive thing. The teacher in the neighboring village is just a student, and his monthly tuition is one or two taels of silver. For any scholar, a student must have at least two or three taels of silver. So no matter how much money Tang Qingshan gives to the teacher, they only pay a small portion.

The key is that the tuition fee has to be paid every month, but theirs is just a one-time payment, so they can just grit their teeth and sell things to get the money together.

Of course, there were also those who really had no money, so they begged, saying that from now on, they would be the ones to fetch water for their husband’s house, and would ensure that the tank was full every day without the need to replace it, and they would send a child over.

There were also those who had many children, and they said that from now on, they would deliver a bundle of firewood to their master's house every day and only pay for the money for two children.

The patriarch did some calculations and agreed to all of them.

There is strength in numbers. Parents will do their best for their children. In less than two days, the house was cleaned up and most of the things were gathered.

Tang Qingshan did not show up either, and continued to test peanut oil at home with Mrs. Lin.

He found that although fried peanuts tasted delicious, they produced less oil, while roasted peanuts produced more oil.

Moreover, the quantity is larger, not as good as one or half a pound, so the amount of oil produced will be less.

As for oil extraction, you can use a stone mill, human or animal power, and grind it to produce oil.

Because the oil is not extracted thoroughly using this method, there is still a lot of oil in the remaining peanut residue, which tastes very delicious, fragrant and sweet. Xinbao has been eating it as a snack these past two days. And when it is fresh, pour some goat milk into it and it will become peanut milk, which is fragrant, sweet and delicious.

The whole family was eating. Xinbao was eating while looking at these people with wide eyes, thinking to himself, do you know that in the future, this will be used to feed pigs...

Madam Lin smiled and said, "When we open an oil mill, we can send these dregs to the city and sell milk tea to Silang, so they won't be wasted."

As he was talking, he heard someone outside laughing, "Qingshan? Qingshan!"

Tang Qingshan responded and went out, and saw Tang Duanwu carrying a large piece of pork, which weighed at least 30 or 40 kilograms. He smiled and said, "My family killed the New Year pig, and I sent some to you."

Madam Lin quickly went to get a large basin to catch it, saying, "Why is it so old?"

"Yes," Tang Qingshan also said, "It's too much. I'll give you some money!"

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Tang Duanwu waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no! Qingshan, I remember your kindness, so don't be polite to me! I came here to thank you sincerely, I don't have anything good to say, just don't despise me."

Seeing that he was sincere, Tang Qingshan agreed and invited him into the house, while calling his daughter, "Xinbaoer, bring uncle something to drink."

Xinbao knew that his father meant to pour peanut milk, so he responded crisply.

Tang Duanwu asked, "There is one more thing. I heard that the teacher you hired is a scholar?"

"Yes," Tang Qingshan had already asked Yan Shenjue clearly, and said, "He is a scholar named Zhou. I heard that he failed the exam for three years. He felt sorry for his family's hard work, so he didn't take the exam again. Then he worked as a teacher. He once taught two scholars and had a good reputation. This is just a chance for him to be free, so we invited him here."

Tang Duanwu nodded and said awkwardly, "The clan leaders of those families asked me to ask if their children can come over. It would be fine if the tuition can be cheaper."

Tang Qingshan had already thought of this and was just waiting for him to open his mouth.

He pondered for a moment and said, "That's it. When the gentleman comes, I will discuss it with him and it should be possible."

Tang Duanwu thanked him repeatedly. After all, he had just become the village head and it was his first time doing things for those people. He was really afraid that he might not be able to get it done.

As he was talking, Xinbao came in, holding two big-bellied jars on a tray in a very impressive manner, and poured peanut milk. Tang Duanwu smiled as soon as he saw him and said, "Wow, Xinbao can work too! Uncle is not worthy of it!"

He stood up and took the tray from the kid.

Tang Qingshan casually hugged his daughter and said, "Try it."

Tang Duanwu took a sip and said, "What is this? Goat milk? It tastes good!"

He took two more sips and said, "It tastes good, but this Xinbao is a kid who drinks it. Wouldn't it be a waste if I drink it?"

Tang Qingshan said, "Next year, I want to start a business. Uncle Duanwu, if you believe in me, would you like to follow me?"

"Yes!" Tang Duanwu slapped his thigh and said, "Qingshan! If I don't trust you, who else can I trust? Just tell me how to do it. Use money and people, I won't say a word! I dare not attack you if you point the finger east! Although I don't have money, I will sell my house and land and follow you!"

(End of this chapter)