Chapter 40 Grandma will definitely choose the best school for you...
Once the idea of sending Guo Baiwen to a private school was decided, Grandma Guo, who had originally been worried about the two acres of farmland at home, was now completely determined to settle down in the county town.
I plan to go back to Guojia Village after the first day of the Lunar New Year and ask the people I know there.
Is there any other family willing to rent more land?
Hearing his grandmother say this, Guo Baiwen, who hadn't yet mentioned that he had already rented out twenty acres of land, quietly asked his grandmother what percentage of the rent she planned to collect.
Grandma Guo clearly hadn't thought about collecting rent yet. Although her family's two acres of land seemed great to them, it was, in essence, just a low-grade plot of land.
The output wasn't great to begin with, and besides, it'll probably be rented to someone they know anyway...
"--Then how about three-tenths?" Grandma Guo wasn't quite sure either. After paying the family's taxes with this rent, she estimated that there wouldn't be much grain left. But now that the shop was making money, if the family didn't have enough grain, they could just go to the rice shop to buy more, which wouldn't be too much trouble.
Knowing that his grandmother was kind and only accepted three-tenths of the rent, after paying one-tenth of the land tax, his family only had two-tenths of the grain left.
However, the villagers who rented their land received an extra seven cents of grain for their own consumption.
But farming is indeed hard work, and since they are all from the same clan, Guo Baiwen only asked one more question, "Grandma, which family are you planning to ask first?"
"Why don't you show off your sister-in-law or Uncle Shitou?" Grandma Guo clearly already had her preferred choice. "If they're too busy, I'll ask the village elders."
Guo Baiwen was quite familiar with Sister-in-law Xiuxiu and Uncle Shitou, and they had always taken good care of his family.
If all else fails, we can ask the village elders to help select people; that's a legitimate way to go.
If any problems arise later, it won't be difficult to explain to the villagers.
Guo Baiwen heard that there was nothing for him to worry about, so he nodded and didn't ask Grandma Guo how she planned to handle the situation.
He's having a different headache right now.
He could at least draw some conclusions from the sign-in activity over this period.
I don't know if it's a problem with the system's own probability settings, or if it's just because he's unlucky, but most of the things he draws are food and drinks.
If Guo Baiwen gets hot pot base in the lottery, he will recycle the outer packaging and store it in a ceramic jar.
Because we run a shop at home, we always use this stuff up pretty quickly.
Only in the remaining 20% of the sign-in and lottery draws will some other miscellaneous items appear.
Since the system added the garbage collection function, he hasn't had a headache about excess system junk that he doesn't know where to dispose of for a long time.
Although he only received three or five coins a day, which didn't seem like much money, in the past two months, his original savings of ninety taels and twenty-two coins had grown to a full one hundred coins.
Every month, Grandma Guo would divide the store's net profit after deducting costs into several parts. She would save the majority of the profit for emergencies, and then allocate the remaining portion for household expenses and the monthly allowance for the three of them.
After deducting the five taels of silver for the vegetables and the eight hundred cash for Yang Qiaomai's wages, the shop would have a net profit of about eleven taels.
Grandma would save eight taels of silver regularly. She remembered that Guo Baiwen had said that the rent here was half a tael of silver per month.
She had genuinely thought the rent here was cheap, but a few days ago she heard Yang Qiaomai say that the small courtyard house he rented in the west of the city without a storefront cost two hundred coins a month.
They also need to pay an extra month's deposit.
Everyone knew that Wenzai was a man of few words and might have secretly subsidized the money himself.
So, after much pleading and persuasion, and even to the point of anger, they finally managed to give Guo Baiwen the eight taels of silver he earned in the first month.
Guo Baiwen dared not say that the monthly rent was only half a tael. Under his grandmother's repeated questioning, he reluctantly raised the rent to one tael per month.
So, besides having to pay twelve taels of rent for the whole year next year, she also wants to wait until she has saved enough money to buy the house completely.
Guo Baiwen didn't dare tell her that he already had the land deeds and house deeds in his hands. He could only watch his grandmother carefully counting money and planning to buy a house.
I have to say, it really looks like a little hamster diligently stocking up on food before winter.
Somewhat cute.
However, seeing Grandma's serious expression, Guo Baiwen gave her a heads-up beforehand, "Our shop's business seems to be doing quite well now, but that's only because of the winter."
On a cold day, everyone wants to eat something hot and spicy to warm themselves up.
The hot pot was a bit pricey, which is why more people chose to eat at their restaurant.
But if we wait until next year when the weather gets hot, I'm afraid the business at this store won't be as good.
Grandma Guo never thought that running a shop was easy, and naturally she didn't think that the shop could have such good business every month.
That's why I specifically saved money, at least to make sure I could cover next year's rent while business is good right now.
After deducting the money saved, the remaining three taels of silver, in small amounts, amounted to seven or eight hundred coins at times, and five or six hundred coins at others.
This part covers the family's food expenses, firewood costs, and incense expenses for the month.
As for the remaining three taels of cash, Grandma Guo gave one tael to each member of her family. Half of it was considered as their daily wages from working at the shop, and the other half was her own personal savings.
This is also why Grandma Guo feels that her family's life is getting better and better and wants to send Guo Baiwen to a private school.
Putting aside everything else, when I was busy farming in the village before, I never thought I could save up so much money in less than three months.
I had been thinking about sending Wenzai to that private school for a short-term course.
But seeing that the family had more silver in their savings, and that if they continued working until New Year's Eve, they could probably earn another three or four taels of silver, Grandma Guo's expectations also rose.
Hearing that his grandmother suddenly planned to send him to a private school as a long-term student, and even had her eye on a well-regarded school not far from home, Guo Baiwen, even though he was gradually accepting that he was going to school, still jumped up for once.
"Grandma! The tuition for a year at that school is five taels of silver!"
"I know, Grandma isn't illiterate." Grandma Guo didn't need special instruction on money. Once Guo Baiwen told her the characters for money, she could remember them perfectly.
She can recognize all the traditional Chinese characters from one to ten.
To this day, he still doesn't remember what the three characters of his name, "Lin Maiya," look like.
Guo Baiwen had to repeat it for a long time before he could barely remember it.
But even if she remembers it for a short while, it's not very useful. In two or three days, she'll forget it all again.
It wasn't as memorable as numbers and words like "taels" and "wen" (cash).
Guo Baiwen suspected that he was not good at teaching, and after trying three or four more times, he has now given up completely.
I started to comfort myself, thinking that for Grandma's age, it was already quite remarkable that she could recognize so many words!
“We need to use the money we’ve saved to pay next year’s rent,” Guo Baiwen said earnestly, also trying to get Xiaohua involved. “And didn’t we agree to send Xiaohua to learn embroidery next year?”
“There are many expenses at home in the future, so there’s no need to send me to such a good school all at once.”
Guo Baiwen never thought he was a natural at studying; otherwise, in his previous life, he had never made a name for himself in school.
His consistently mediocre exam results made him accept the fact that he was just an ordinary person.
Rather, it's more accurate to say that, so far, this is what makes him least like an ordinary person.
That is the sign-in system that was accidentally bound to me because of the time travel.
Although there are probably fewer students in school now than in the previous life, and the competition is relatively less, many students have still studied hard since childhood.
I wouldn't say his literary strategy is significantly better than his, but his calligraphy is definitely miles ahead of his.
Besides, people in ancient times simply didn't have as many channels for receiving information as people in previous generations.
That doesn't mean that others are any less intelligent than you.
He was satisfied with his own level of ability, "Besides, if I were in school all year round, who would do the bookkeeping in the shop?"
"Maybe by then, Xiaohua won't be helping out at the shop anymore."
It would be better to just say, "Just register me for one quarterly enrollment."
It's summer, so the shop doesn't need as many staff.
He could look for an opportunity to hire another person to help out at the store during the day, within three months.
Grandma Guo seems to have a strong ability with numbers, and the shop's accounts aren't too difficult. If we could teach Grandma, she could write and calculate them herself, which would be perfect.
If all else fails, then no matter how much it is, just make sure Grandma records every single expense and income, and we can check the exact figures when he comes back from school.
Since Guo Baiwen had already said all that, Grandma Guo thought about it and could only nod in agreement.
“Alright, if you can only be a quarterly student, then be a quarterly student. But—” Her tone suddenly changed, and she said with great insistence, “Since you can only be a short-term student, then you have to study at the best school. Wenzai, Grandma will definitely choose the best school for you to go to.”
Grandma Guo still remembers how she wanted to send Guo Baiwen to learn a craft, but because she had no money and no acquaintances, she had to seek out teachers everywhere.
She felt that her son, Wenzai, was the most sensible and best child in the world.
Now that we finally have some money at home, we have to choose the best place to send him to school.
Guo Baiwen didn't have high requirements for the school, after all, he was only a short-term student to begin his studies, so the requirements for the teacher's qualifications and education were not too high.
“There’s no need to go to the best school…” But since he saw that his grandmother had made up her mind, he naturally had no reason to object, so he nodded and agreed.
"But Grandma, isn't the county school the best school in the county town?"
"Huh? You can't get into the county school?"
"It's not like we don't have the money to pay tuition."
All right.
Grandma really didn't know.
Guo Baiwen silently covered his face with his hands.
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