Chapter 95 Boys' School
Song Xirong and Jun Yu also had complicated feelings.
My son made many friends in the other world, and they had basically all heard of him, including the actor Qu Feng, the extra Zhang Li who introduced him to the industry, the girl Liu Yue who helped him set up a stall, and the master, senior brothers and nephews in the Taoist temple.
They are all very good people and are worth making friends with.
But Yan Jing seemed a little different.
My son mentions him too often.
Every time he mentioned it, there was a smile on his face.
Today we also gave Jun Bai a bath together, just like a pair of parents bathing their child.
Jun Yu had guessed it a long time ago, and later he had a few explicit and implicit conversations with his wife about it.
I don’t know if I understood it or not.
Jun Qiulan didn't understand the expressions on her parents' faces. "Is there something wrong with this technical school?"
Jun Yu came back to his senses. "Well, we were discussing whether technical schools should teach people to read and write first, like girls' schools do. Technical schools are primarily about learning skills, and many skills don't seem to require reading and writing."
For example, for a carpenter, being able to use a pair of skillful hands to transform rotten wood into something magical is enough, and it seems that it doesn’t matter whether he can read or not.
Nowadays, many skilled carpenters are actually not very literate.
Song Yan said from the side, "I think it's still necessary. There are three hundred,000 basic and commonly used characters. Adults have much better learning and comprehension abilities than children. If you're fast, you can finish learning them in a month or two. Even if you're slower, you should be able to finish them in about a year."
Jun Qiulan nodded: "Dad, it's still the same as what we said before about learning knowledge and no one farming in the future."
Various craftsmen learned to read and write and were able to record the techniques they had developed.
He had seen in another world that many ancient technologies were not passed down well to later generations, that is, they were lost one day.
This is also a loss to history and culture.
Besides, it is always a good thing if more people learn to read.
Even if they are extremely poor or can only make a living by farming, they can still educate their children at home and give them a basic literacy foundation.
Jun Yu nodded. "Dad understands this. The main problem is that if students need to learn to read and write before learning technical skills, it might not be as easy to recruit as a girls' school. What's more, our technical school doesn't have factories where they can deduct tuition fees by working."
That means their technical schools have to charge appropriate fees.
There is nothing we can do about this.
Their current development is limited, and there is no need to open too many factories, otherwise the cost will be a considerable expense.
There were too many goods and they certainly couldn't consume them locally, so they had to sell them to other places. They didn't have their own caravans and relied on traveling merchants to bring the goods out.
If they open a technical school and don't charge tuition, I'm afraid it won't last long.
Song Yan: "I want to share my opinion. Regardless of whether my brother and his family bring their grandparents, parents, and uncle here, we should have news when the sweet potatoes are harvested. The Song family has been doing business for a lifetime. Our goods are unique and will definitely sell for a good price."
As he said this, he looked at his cousin Jun Qiulan again.
"My uncle and aunt didn't hide anything from me about my cousin. I know it all too well. When the Song family was confiscated, they said that the Song family's wealth was used to support my cousin's rebellion. Now, we have proven this crime against him. He can't suffer this injustice in vain."
They didn’t blame Jun Qiulan for having their homes confiscated and being sent back to their hometown, but how could they not be angry in their hearts?
What made them angry was the emperor. In the early years when their cousin was still the crown prince, they had paid tribute to the emperor a lot.
Half of the money earned in a year was paid as tribute.
None of this money passed through Jun Qiulan's hands, but was directly paid as tribute in his capacity as an imperial merchant.
Now, my cousin is finally going to do something big.
Money is indispensable.
The army and the people both cost money.
My aunt’s girls’ school factory alone is not enough.
Oh, Magistrate Duan also opened a glass factory. It makes money, but it also needs sales channels.
The Song family may not have anything else, and after their property was ransacked, there was nothing left, but they certainly had a lot of business connections.
Especially since the goods they have are good, if they want to expand, they cannot be timid.
After listening to what his cousin Song Yan said, Jun Qiulan felt a lot in his heart.
Who would have thought that their rebellion would start with just a few people? They even had very little money.
He said, "Let's do business in the boys' school. I'll figure out what kind of business can make money here and it won't be a big deal."
We still can't be too high-profile now, at least not this year.
Song Yan also smiled and nodded, "Then I also want to find a job here at the Men's Technical School. Now our shop is usually sold by the aunt next door who sells egg tarts and small cakes. This year, due to the drought, business is not very good. She can handle it all by herself. Besides, she has no problem receiving goods and doing the accounting. She is also trustworthy. If we give her an extra salary, they should be very happy."
Relatively speaking, he has more free time.
He is not young anymore, and it is time for him to start his own business.
Jun Qiulan smiled and said, "Of course, my cousin is a capable member now that he has joined us."
Song Yan smiled rather embarrassedly: "When grandpa and the others come over, everything will have to start from scratch. I also want to make some money to provide basic material support for grandpa and the others."
Apart from anything else, building a house always costs money.
I can't rely on my aunt's family for everything.
Song Xirong chuckled: "We are all family, don't talk about two sides."
She had been looking forward to her parents coming over.
Although the overall environment of the border town is not as good as that of the south of the Yangtze River, the situation is even more serious, especially with the drought this year.
But with a son around, who can bring back so much high-tech stuff, look at how their family lives, aren’t they living a pretty good life?
What's more, once his son officially starts the rebellion, his parents and brothers will be so far away from each other, how can they be at ease with each other?
We are still in the same place, so we can take care of each other.
Jun Yu also said: "My parents passed away early, my father-in-law and mother-in-law treated me like their own son, and my two brothers also treated me like siblings. It is my wish that our family can be reunited."
Jun Qiulan: "Don't worry, Mom and Dad. If grandpa and the others don't want to make the long journey, I think they should be ready by the end of the year."
Jun Yu and Song Xirong both knew what their son was talking about.
At that time, I will have no choice but to ask my son to make the trip and send the whole family to modern times.
Alas, this is the only solution.
In addition to my grandfather's family, they also had to find a way to send General Huo's family safely to the border town before the uprising officially started.
Otherwise, they would not be able to feel at ease if the military power was in the hands of General Huo.
Jun Yu: "Change your appearance and leave the border town. With Duan Wen here, it won't be a big problem. It will just be tiring and the trip will be in vain."
Even if we rush, it will take more than a month.
My son still has work to do in the other world.
Jun Qiulan: "Don't worry, I will arrange the time."
Jun Yu patted his son's shoulder and said, "There's no need to say more."
In ancient times, just as girls' schools were getting on track, boys' schools were opened again.
Boys' schools are different from girls' schools. Boys' schools give priority to men over the age of fifteen.
They want these men to learn the skills and start production as soon as possible.
If you are too young, even if you learn, you won’t be able to go out to work for the time being.
As for what business the boys' school was going to do, Jun Qiulan also found some useful information.
One is sugar.
Sugar has always been an expensive product.
Just like before, Jun Qiulan could make a lot of money from just a few kilograms of sugar he gave to Song Ting.
It can be seen that there is absolutely no problem selling sugar.
The border town is located in the north and does not produce sugarcane, but there is one very important thing, that is sugar beets.
There are no beets in this era either.
He could definitely get some seeds back from modern times.
The sowing, fertilization and subsequent production of beets can all be completed by students in the school.
It can also be considered as working to pay for tuition.
However, this matter will have to wait until next year, as this year's luck is not good.
So Jun Qiulan has another business.
Make shoes.
Sheepskin boots.
Sheepskin boots are extremely popular not only in ancient times but also in modern times.
The sheepskin in their border town is cheap and has low cost.
He used the processing method copied from modern times to make leather that could be used to make shoes, and then processed it into shoes.
Even if it is not processed into shoes and only the leather is sold, it will still fetch a lot more money than the original leather.
Song Xirong pondered, "I can make shoes, but I'm afraid my son will need to get some more machines. Otherwise, the sheepskin is too hard and too thick. It would be too difficult to make it with just needle and thread. The labor and time costs would be too high."
A sewing machine is a great thing.
Jun Qiulan nodded, "This is not difficult, you can buy it online."
He remembered that there were also sewing machines specifically for handling hard materials.
Making shoes...
In fact, there is another good thing, that is rubber.
They don't have rubber trees yet, so it will take even longer to plant the trees and put them into production.
However, it is not difficult for Jun Qiulan.
There is also a plant called rubber grass, whose growth habits are also suitable for the border town.
The growth time of this rubber grass is shortened, and they can use it as soon as possible.
Jun Qiulan glanced at the sky.
I really hope that next year will be good weather and good harvest.
Rubber grass is an economic crop. By next year, everyone will have sweet potatoes and can continue to grow other crops. There is no need to worry about going hungry. Then we can consider planting some economic crops, which can also increase people's income.
We promised to lead everyone to become rich and live a good life, but we can’t just rely on words.
The people must always see the real money they earn back into their pockets.
There's no rush.
The weather is getting drier this year.
Water supply has become difficult.
Jun Qiulan sighed and walked into the study area rented by Yan Jing's crew for the first time.
Countless extras gathered together, chatting and laughing.
I am very happy to be able to act in Yan Jing's movie, even if I am just an extra.
Jun Qiulan's dance studio is a separate room.
Teacher Tang has arrived.
Jun Qiulan was holding a cheongsam gift box and said, "Teacher Tang, these are two cheongsams that I asked my teacher's wife to make for you. I hope you like them. I'll have to trouble you again in the next few days."
Yan Jing raised an eyebrow beside him.
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The author has something to say: The update is here. It’s a bit late today. I went out in the morning and didn’t expect to be delayed for some time. I didn’t get home until three in the afternoon.
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