Chapter 169: Fake academic master?
"Uncle, my household registration has been moved here. Can I go to school?" Yike said while everyone was chatting around the table.
"You want to study? That's fine. What grade have you been to before?" Liu Yu became interested as soon as he heard it. In this era, many people are unwilling to read, especially girls. He particularly likes those who like to read.
"I've never been to school before. My sister came home to teach me. After I got married, my husband taught me a little bit." Yi Ke said pretending to be embarrassed.
Liu Yu thought for a moment and said, "What grade do you want to study in?"
Yi Ke answered without hesitation: "I want to go to the third grade of junior high school. I have finished the textbooks for the first and second grades, so I want to go to the third grade of junior high school."
Zhong Tongxin looked at Yike in surprise and asked, "Yike, do you mean that you have already taught yourself all the courses for the first and second year of junior high school?" "Yes, Ziyi taught me. You can give me a test. If I pass, can I go to the third year of junior high school?" Yike took the initiative to ask to take the exam. She knew that everyone found it a little hard to believe.
"Good! You have great ambition!" Liu Yu said happily, "You are not afraid of the exam, which means you have indeed learned the courses for the second year of junior high school. Then I will give you some questions based on the knowledge of the second year of junior high school this year."
Yike immediately accepted the test given by Liu Yu, and it turned out that he answered all the questions correctly, which shocked everyone in the room.
"Cousin, you are amazing. I wasn't as amazing as you when I was in school. You got all the answers correct! The questions my dad gives are always difficult. You, you, you are what people call a top student!" Liu Baoer stared at Yi Ke so hard that her eyes almost popped out, but she couldn't see anything special about Yi Ke.
Yike was too embarrassed to answer because she knew that she was actually a fake academic master. She had learned all this knowledge in her previous life. It would be a joke for a college student to take a junior high school course and not be able to get it right.
"Look at you, then look at your cousin, and you'll know how bad you were at studying. How about it? I didn't expect your cousin to be so good, right? Are you shocked? When I asked you to study hard, you just wanted to play, and now you know the gap?" Zhong Tongxin pulled Liu Baoer away and said, "Yike, you can definitely enter the third grade with this grade. I didn't expect you to be so smart and do so well even when you study on your own."
"Yike, do you think this is okay? Come to school during the final exam and take the exam with everyone. This way you can be promoted directly to the third year of junior high school." Liu Yu said after thinking for a while.
"Okay. But uncle, I want to study at home in the third year of junior high school, and then I can refer to it directly during the exam. Do you think it's okay? After all, I'm married already. If I go to school with students, there will inevitably be some unpleasant words, and I don't want to hear them." Yike made the request again.
Zhong Tongxin frowned when he heard this, and Liu Yu fell into deep thought again. The old man knocked on the table and said, "What is there to think about? This child is so smart, she can learn so well by herself, and she knows everything the teacher teaches. So why should she go? Just decide, she will go for the exams, and not on weekdays."
"Dad..." Liu Yu said helplessly to his father: "This is not something I can decide alone. What if other teachers have objections?"
"What do you think?" Zhong Tongxin said, "They have students who are just as talented. We can also ask them not to come to school for classes, provided they get high scores. You must agree to this. You are the principal. If you agree, who can say anything?"
"You all add to the chaos, and I didn't say I don't agree, but you're the ones who are anxious." Liu Yu said, "But as long as you can make sure you're in the top three in every exam, I can decide not to let you come to school."
"Okay, I promise not to let my uncle down." He answered with certainty.
Liu Baoer exclaimed, "You always rank in the top three! Cousin, why don't you consider it?"
"It's okay, I believe I can do it." Yike gave her a reassuring look.
Liu Yu said to Yi Ke, "That's it. I'll let you know when the exam is coming up. Please leave your production team's phone number so we can contact you easily."
Yike wrote down the phone number for Liu Yu, and Liu Yu and his wife went to rest. Yike said goodbye and went home. Before leaving, Liu Baoer kept asking Yike to make a backpack so that she would be the first one to buy. Yike said that he would give it to her when the first backpack was finished, which made her smile with joy.
The old man also joined in the fun and asked Yi Ke if he had started brewing wine. Yi Ke told him embarrassedly that he was very busy at the moment and it might take some time before he could do it. The old man said that as long as Yi Ke didn't forget, it would be fine.
Yi Ke put all the cloth he bought into a snakeskin bag and tied it to the back of his bicycle. Then he rode his bicycle happily home. Today, she not only solved the problem of studying, but also thought of how to help the villagers make money. She was in a very happy mood and pedaled her bicycle very fast all the way.
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"Wife, why did you buy so much cloth?" Ziyi asked curiously when he saw Yike take out a few pieces of cloth from a snakeskin bag.
Yi Ke said with great joy: "Husband, today I thought of a way to help the villagers make money quickly."
"My wife is really smart!" Ziyi praised, "Can you tell me what the solution is?"
Yike pretended to be coquettish and said to Ziyi: "Husband, you are also smart. Do you want to guess? There will be a reward if you guess it right."
Ziyi closed all the doors and windows and removed the ashes from the oil lamp. The light in the room became much brighter than before.
Then come and help Yike sort out these fabrics."
"Haha, my wife's idea must be related to these fabrics. Are you going to make clothes? Why are there scraps of fabric? Are you going to make a doll?"
"Hehe, Brother Ziyi you are really smart. I haven't thought of making a rag doll yet, but you reminded me."
"If you're not making dolls, but you bought so much cloth, are you really going to make clothes? Are the scraps of cloth for decoration? No, there's not enough cloth for clothes." Ziyi analyzed to himself, "What is the one that uses less cloth and can make money? Bags? Women love bags the most. Honey, I guessed it, you want to use this cloth to make bags, right?"
Yi Ke replied sullenly, "It's not fun at all. You guessed it in less than a minute. Why don't you be a little dumber? This doesn't give me any sense of accomplishment."
Ziyi saw that Yike was a little unhappy, and hurriedly coaxed him: "Wife, your guess is too simple, it's not that I'm smart, really! You just let me guess it on purpose, I knew that wife was looking for an excuse to reward me. Wife, what reward are you going to give me? I'm looking forward to it." Yike kissed him on the cheek perfunctorily, and deliberately said with a stern face: "Huh, it's a bargain for you. I want to make backpacks, a kind of backpack for middle school students, a kind of small schoolbag for children. Do you think these bags will sell well?"
"It will definitely be easy to sell, but how do you plan to make it? Do you want to teach the villagers to make it and sell it themselves? Or do you want to pay the villagers to recycle it? Do you want to sell it on the black market? Or do you want to sell it to the supply and marketing cooperatives? Or do you want to ask the team leader to organize people to make it and open a bag processing factory? You just need to teach them the method." Ziyi was indeed a business tycoon in his previous life. He pointed out many methods as soon as he opened his mouth.
If I had someone to hug, I wouldn’t want to waste so many brain cells. So she threw the blame to Ziyi without any burden: "Husband, isn't this something you need to consider? Didn't you say the other day that the villagers were too poor and miserable? Don't you want to help them? That's why I came up with this idea. This makes money quickly, while breeding and planting are too slow and can't solve the problem of hunger immediately. I'm only responsible for coming up with ideas, and you're responsible for the follow-up."
Ziyi said lovingly, "Okay, the wife is responsible for coming up with ideas, and I, the husband, will execute them. Is that okay?"
"Hubby, you're the best. Here, give me a reward."
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The two began to seriously discuss a plan to make money by making backpacks.
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