"I do, but mom said that dad, you're going to do something important and will be back soon." Zhang Feilan said in a baby voice, tilting her head.
After saying this, Zhang Feilan looked down at her feet again and said nothing more.
"What's wrong? Feilan is unhappy?" Zhang Xuan asked hurriedly.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu quickly looked towards Zhang Feilan.
Since coming to Beijing, she has been so busy every day that she really didn't notice her emotions.
Now that I think about it, Feilan seems to have been in a low mood since she came to Beijing.
"Feilan, don't you like the capital?" Jian Xiu asked in a low voice.
Feilan is almost 18 years old now and already has her own ideas.
"Mom and Dad, it's not that I don't like the capital, I just miss my brother Goudan." Zhang Feilan said dejectedly.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu immediately thought of He Cuihua and the stubborn little boy.
Since returning to Zhangjia Village from the military camp, Jian Xiu has never seen Goudan again.
She didn't even bother to visit He Cuihua. Now, after hearing what Zhang Feilan said, Jian Xiu found herself feeling a little ashamed.
Thinking of this, Jian Xiu looked at Zhang Xuan again and said:
"Actually, after I came back from the frontier, I had a plan, but later I received the emperor's decree, so the plan was postponed."
"Oh? Tell me, what's the plan?"
"I want to set up a college in Zhangjia Village!" Jian Xiu said truthfully.
In fact, this idea did not come up suddenly.
She had this idea long before she went to the border when she saw Goudan.
Not only Zhangjia Village, but also the villages nearby Zhangjia Village have many children.
It’s not that they don’t want to go to college, but the tuition is too expensive and most families simply can’t afford it.
Of course, in addition to the tuition, there are also writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone, which are also a huge expense.
After hearing Jian Xiu's words, everyone was shocked.
Only Zhang Xuan nodded in agreement without even thinking after hearing what Jian Xiu said.
"Have you made up your mind?" Zhang Xuan asked confidently.
From the tone of Jian Xiu's words just now, he knew that she had already had a plan.
"Well, isn't there a large open area next to the workshop? That should be enough."
"Jian Xiu, have you ever thought that even if you set up an academy, the children in the village may not be able to afford to go to school." Wang Xiuying said truthfully.
If it were in the past, she might not have thought of such a question.
But since Fei Mo went to the academy, she has become clearly aware of this problem.
"Yes, in addition to the tuition, there is also paper. This is the biggest expense in the college!" said Huang Chunzhi, who had been silent all along.
Although Zhang Yuyi is now a talent, he has to spend several taels of paper every year to support his study in the academy.
In addition to these, there are also pens, ink and inkstones, but these are better.
"I know, so I have another plan!" Jian Xiu said lightly.
As he said this, Jian Xiu looked at Rong Zhihe again.
This glance made Rong Zhihe feel very confused.
After hesitating for a moment, he finally said, "So, what do you want me to do?"
It’s no wonder Rong Zhihe asked this. In fact, every time Jian Xiu looked at him like this, it was never a good thing.
"Hey, listen, since you're so disgusted, just pretend I didn't say anything!"
Rong Zhihe: “…” You didn’t say that in the first place?
However, just because Rong Zhihe didn't ask doesn't mean others won't ask.
Just like Zhang Xuan at this moment.
He knew Jian Xiu. If she behaved like this, it meant she had her own plans.
Based on the question just asked, Zhang Xuan quickly guessed Jian Xiu's intention.
"Do you want to open another workshop?" Zhang Xuan asked after a while.
At the same time, the barbecue is ready to start.
The marinade has already been put into the meat, and now all you have to do is skewer the meat with bamboo sticks.
When it is burned, the fragrance immediately fills the air.
Once the fragrance came, no one paid attention to Zhang Xuan's problem.
Only Rong Zhihe, who particularly likes to make money, is still looking at Jian Xiu eagerly.
At this time, he had realized why Jian Xiugang was looking at him.
If nothing unexpected happens, she should want to open a workshop with me.
Thinking of this, Rong Zhihe hurried over and asked in a flattering manner: "So Jian Xiu, what kind of workshop are you planning to open?"
"Weren't you disgusted just now?"
"No, I didn't say anything just now!" Rong Zhihe quickly denied.
How could he admit it at this time?
"You didn't say it, but the expression on your face clearly shows that I'm not old and blind yet."
"It's a misunderstanding, a pure misunderstanding!" Rong Zhihe said with a laugh.
His appearance immediately amused them all.
Seeing this, Jian Xiu said truthfully: "I do have such a plan!"
"What kind of workshop do you want to open? Where? How big?" Rong Zhihe asked hurriedly.
However, before Jian Xiu could speak, he continued, "I'm telling you, don't expect to take me off like before this time. You must fight me!"
The childish tone made Chi Jin, who was standing beside him, feel helpless.
"Don't worry, you'll be there!" Jian Xiu said helplessly.
"So what kind of workshop do you want to open?"
"I don't need to open a new one. You can just open another remote location besides your current workshop." Jian Xiu said calmly.
"So, you had this plan as early as when you asked me to open another store here to help the poor family?" Rong Zhihe exclaimed.
After saying this, he continued with a look of "I see":
"No wonder you asked me to find such a big workshop. It turns out you had other plans. I was wondering at that time!"
"Yes, one side is used to make rouge and perfume, and the other side, I use to make paper."
"What? Papermaking?"
This time, not only Rong Zhihe was surprised, but everyone looked at Jian Xiu in surprise, their faces full of disbelief.
I was not surprised that Jian Xiu opened a workshop, but I was surprised that she could make paper.
You know, the paper used by the Dashun Dynasty is still imported from foreign countries.
That's why their paper is so expensive.
Throughout the Dashun Dynasty, no one knew how to make paper.
"What? Are you surprised?" Jian Xiu raised her delicate eyebrows and asked with amusement.
"Hiss, I was wondering, how come you know everything?" Rong Zhihe asked curiously.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their eyes to Jian Xiu.
Only Zhang Xuan and Jian Ming had clear eyes.
"With more experience, you will naturally be able to do many things!" Jian Xiu said ambiguously.
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