I don’t want to think about the time when Zhao Taoying taught me arithmetic.
Sizhu, who was rather dull in character, also became interested, but his interest was due to his amazement at Zhao Taoyin's formula.
"Third sister, where did you learn this?"
"Yeah, just thinking about it."
That’s all Zhao Taoyin could say.
Zhao Sizhu was instantly astonished: "Third sister, you are even more powerful than the master?"
"What? Master?"
"It's the teacher who teaches," Zhao Sizhu felt that the most powerful one was the teacher.
Then Zhao Taoqi suddenly remembered that before his family's fields were flooded, Zhao Sizhu was the only child in the family who loved reading and had attended school for several years. Later, his family suffered a disaster and had no money, so he stopped studying.
But Zhao Taoyin knew that Zhao Sizhu was more interested in reading than doing business.
Think about it this way.
Zhao Taoyin asked, "Sizhu, why don't you go back to school?"
Zhao Sizhu was shocked. "Third sister, you, you are disgusted with me for not working at home?"
"That's not true. In this era, everything is inferior except education. In the past, your parents had no money and had no choice. Now that they are rich, you still have to study. Studying can lead to fame in the imperial examination, and fame brings status. Our family is in business, and no matter how well we do in the future, we will only be merchants. Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, artisans and merchants, merchants are the lowest. Look at those wealthy lords in the city. As long as they have money, they will find ways to marry the daughters of those impoverished families to change their bloodline and let their descendants follow the path of the rich. Only if there is a person with fame in the family can our family truly get better and better."
This is Zhao Taoyin’s understanding of this era.
At the same time, she was a person who traveled through books. She had seen with her own eyes between the lines of the latter part of the novel how those officials put a rich man on the table and ate him.
The protagonist of the novel is Zhou Muzhi. As he rises in the later stages of the novel, even those royal merchants dare only kneel down to speak to him.
The oppression of that kind of power is bloody.
When Zhao Taoyin asked Zhao Sizhu to study, he actually didn't intend for him to learn anything. It was just... a way to prepare for a rainy day, as it's not good to put all your eggs in one basket.
Rather than letting Zhao Sizhu take the exam, directly taking away Zhou Muzhi's luck would make Zhao Taoyin feel truly happy and safe.
"Third sister, I understand."
Although Zhao Sizhu didn't quite understand what he heard, he was very sure of one thing: he really loved reading, and those days of doing hard labor were simply a nightmare for him.
Now, does he really have a chance?
"We're not short of money now. You can start studying tomorrow. If you're worried you can't keep up, we can find a private tutor. You'll have to catch up."
"That must cost a lot of money, right?" Zhao Sizhu seemed to be backing off.
"Even if you don't want money, you can always make it."
Zhao Taoying had a big sister expression and patted her chest.
In the evening, she even discussed this matter with the entire Zhao family. Now the old man of the Zhao family is a little bit arrogant, thinking that studying is not as good as selling ice jelly. If he can't finish his studies, it would be a waste of money.
However, Zhao Dazhu, Zhao Yuzhu, and Zhao Sanzhu strongly supported it.
Our family has enough money to earn, so we don't need another Sizhu. Zhao Yuzhu even pointed out: "That bastard Zhou Muzhi dared to divorce Tao Yu. It's just because he passed the exam and got a shitty scholar. Our Sizhu can also pass. When Sizhu passes, we will shame him to death."
"Yes, that makes sense."
Zhao Taozhen covered her face and said, what a lie, it's useless to put pressure on the child.
"Sizhu, don't listen to your brother. Read your own books. Don't compare yourself with others. Just compare yourself with yourself," Zhao Taoyin comforted.
Sizhu nodded, but in his heart he still wanted to make his third sister proud.
Old Man Zhao and Old Lady Zhao: “…” So we are just decorations.
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