Chapter 390: It's a Boy

Zong Wenxiu said worriedly, "But Mr. Su only lets us sell an egg for one cent and won't let us lower the price. Without any special advantages, it's hard to sell them quickly."

He Zheng nodded: "Yes, the places that buy eggs also want to buy them cheaply. Our price is not cheap, so they will not accept it."

Shen Yibai said angrily: "Bad old man, he is deliberately making things difficult for us and wants us to stay here for a few days, humph."

Zong Jincheng tilted his head and thought for a while: "Since the usual methods don't work, let's find another way and think of another way."

"What can we do?" they asked in unison.

The little devil raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm still thinking about it, but you can also think about it. Is there any method that we have that others don't have?"

"Some of us are... good-looking?" Shen Yibai pointed out his first advantage.

Everyone else laughed.

Zong Jincheng commented: "It counts as one. After all, they really looked at us quite a bit when we were selling eggs just now."

Wei Xinglu held his chin in his hand and thought: "We still know how to play Cuju... but we can't kick it with eggs, right?"

Zong Wenxiu smiled and said, "We can still study. Our greatest advantage is that we are well-educated."

He Zheng woke up the dreamer with a word and shouted, "That's right! We are virgin boys!!"

Shen Yibai reminded: "But now we are selling eggs, not books or knowledge. The two are not related!"

Zong Jincheng snorted, "Even if it doesn't matter, they still have to have a relationship. You guys stay here to look after the stall. He Zheng, the two of us will go to the library to discuss cooperation."

"Okay!" He Zheng quickly followed him and left.

Shen Yibai glanced at the street market and wondered, "It looks like everyone here is selling chickens, ducks, fish and meat. Are there any books for sale?"

Zong Wenxiu smiled and said, "Yes, libraries are usually in quiet places at the end of the street."

"Ah...I'm looking forward to it."

When Zong Jincheng and He Zheng arrived at the library, business was slow. The owner thought they were there to buy books and quickly came over to greet them.

"What books do you two young gentlemen want to buy?"

"Let's take a look first." He Zheng replied with a smile.

"Okay."

The two walked around the house and found that this library in the suburbs of Beijing was much smaller than the one in the capital. The books there were only enlightenment books, and could not be compared with the number of books in their large study.

Zong Jincheng asked, "Boss, why don't you have Lien Chan's National Strategy and Geography here?"

As soon as the boss heard him mention the title of the book, he knew he was an expert. He sighed and said, "No one buys it. We are lucky to have one student every year. Others buy books as enlightenment books. Even Mengqiu books have few buyers."

Zong Jincheng asked: "Is it because you are too poor to afford to study?"

"It's impossible to pass the exam. No one around me can pass it. The hope is too slim. Gradually, fewer people want to study." The boss said, "This is just the suburbs of Beijing, not the prosperous capital. We can't see the outside world, and we don't want to see it."

The two young boys looked at each other, as if they had suddenly seen another world.

Zong Jincheng asked: "What if you see the winner?"

The boss replied: "Maybe they will be excited for a while, but it is very difficult for people here to pass the examination. Those who can pass the examination are already quite old, and it makes people despair when they see it."

He Zheng said with a sigh, "Can something so young give people hope?"

"Of course. When people see that even young people can pass, they will definitely think that they can do it too. With confidence, they will have the motivation to study." The boss suddenly realized, "Why are you asking this? Are you still Tongsheng? That's impossible. Only those over ten years old can take the Tongshi exam, and you look like you are only ten years old."

Zong Jincheng immediately became proud. It seemed that their identities other than that of Young Master would come in handy. He poked He Zheng, signaling that he could introduce them.

He Zheng cleared his throat and said passionately: "Boss, listen carefully. The one standing in front of you is not a Tongsheng, but a Tongzilang who is higher than Tongsheng, and can take part in the Autumn Examination together with Xiucai!"

The boss's listless eyes gradually brightened up. He opened his mouth and said blankly, "Tongzilang? Is that the one... the one... the one that only 120 people pass the exam every year in the country? The Tongzi exam that only child prodigies take?!"

He Zheng said proudly, "Yes, I won this year, I was eleven years old. My eldest brother was more powerful, he won last year, he was only nine years old last year, both were amazing!"

The boss was completely excited.

But he still had a bit of rationality, and asked with a trembling voice: "Where is your proof? When I go out, I give my identity myself. How do I know if you are kidding me?"

The little devil crossed his arms over his chest and said proudly and confidently: "I can recite the Four Books and Five Classics no matter what you ask me."

The boss became more and more excited, and tentatively clicked on a book: "Moderation..."

Zong Jincheng began to recite, and after he finished reciting the text of more than 2,000 words, he asked him if he needed it translated.

The boss's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the title of the book he ordered became more and more biased: "Spring and Autumn Annals Gongyang Zhuan."

He Zheng asked his elder brother to take a break, and he started to recite.

The boss couldn't listen any further after halfway through because he found that the two kids could really recite. No matter which book he chose, the two kids could recite it fluently.

"Oh my God... a boy, a boy actually came to our little place, oh my God..." The boss shook hands with them excitedly, "Don't leave, boy prodigy, I'll ask someone to invite the dean of our village academy to come over."

Zong Jincheng saw that this situation was not right, and was afraid that the identities of the few people would be exposed and violate the agreement with Su Xi, so he quickly reminded them: "We have a college in the capital, not to transfer to your school."

"Ah? Ah... Well, those two little prodigies came to our shop. What's the matter? Our shop doesn't have all the books. If you two want any books, I'll go to the countryside to find them for you."

The boss seemed to be a senior scholar, who admired the young boys who had achieved success. He kept muttering, "Oh, a boy, a real boy... As expected, a child prodigy is a child prodigy, young and smart, the more I look at him, the more I like him..."

When Zong Jincheng and He Zheng heard the words "lively young man", they both scratched their heads at the same time, but they were secretly happy that someone was so fond of them.

Finally, Zong Jincheng coughed and said seriously, "It's like this. We have eight or nine hundred eggs that we want to sell today, but selling eggs alone is too slow, so we were thinking about whether we could cooperate with your library?"

"Ah? Selling eggs?" The boss was confused. "How do you sell them?"

He Zheng suggested, "You can raise the price of the books to include the price of the eggs. Then buy the books and give away eggs while stocks last. Is that okay?"

On the way here, he had discussed with his eldest brother that since the price of eggs could not be reduced, the price of books should be raised. The two parties cooperated, and no matter how much the boss earned, they just had to complete the task.

The boss thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, but you can't sell it here. You have to go to the entrance of the academy."