Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 4552: Return to Qing Dynasty 20

No wonder the original owner was in such a hurry. According to her past style, the money wouldn't last for two or three months. Yuan Wense went through the old accounts in the house and looked at the interactions between her and other brothers in the past years. It was almost like a joke.

The eldest brother Sheng Gege, the total of her miscellaneous items does not exceed one hundred and sixty taels, she is the legitimate daughter!

The birthdays of other brothers usually range from 20 taels to 100 taels. Of course, the gifts received by the tenth brother on his birthday are similar to those in the previous life. Sometimes the eldest brother, eighth brother, and ninth brother will give more gifts, especially

Brother Ninth is very attentive. He always gives away some gold and silver toys that can be used as money. Every year on the birthday of the Tenth Brother, he takes advantage. Haha, there is nothing special about this brother.

Of course, we can't blame the original owner. It's hard for a clever woman to make a living without rice. At this time, it was a mistake for the prince to start a business. What can she, a Mongolian princess who married outside, do?

Making money should be brought to the forefront.

There are so many things to worry about, so many things to do, and I have a headache. Don’t worry about it. Let’s cook something delicious first, then go to sleep after eating, and then think about it later.

Original article: This is nothing, but Lao Shi is having a bigger headache.

In Lao Shi's first class at school, the teacher wanted to read his homework. Lao Shi's face was a little stiff. He thought that the fear of being dominated by the top students in those years was just because he was young and ignorant, and he had long forgotten it. Now he is really being

Mind you, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

To be honest, many courses are not very practical. Whether you can memorize them or not has nothing to do with whether you can be a good emperor or not.

But now, I have to study again.

Old Ten didn't finish his homework, so he was copied one hundred and twenty times. The total number was no more or less than two thousand times. The time limit was three days. I was afraid that Old Ten would go home without eating or drinking.

I can't even turn in my homework.

The third, fourth, fifth, seventh and eighth are no longer studying and have gone to work, but the younger ones below will not challenge the authority of their elder brothers casually, and they seem to be doing better than before. Especially the third brother who is mean-mouthed is not here.

, Lao Shi's life is much easier, but think about it, those younger ones, who are half the age than Lao Shi, are still at the bottom of the exam. Can this be seen?

After half a day of class, the old boy was almost embarrassed.

Yesterday I was still thinking about whether I wanted to be the emperor, but now the reality is that I can't even compete with an eight or nine-year-old child. The gap is too big, and the old man is very tired.

After a day of class, it is more strenuous than a day of fighting. When I go home, I have to give him a hug or something, and my heart is hit hard.

When Lao Shi came back at five o'clock in the evening, he felt as if he had been wading through water.

He smelled the aroma before he got home, and Lao Jiu said: "What does this smell like? The imperial dining room has added new tricks. It must be my house. Come to my house to eat."

His Fujin family was a prodigal. He would eat all kinds of fresh food just because he was rich. Of course, Fujin's reputation was all for him, which made him look like the world's biggest glutton.

Old Eleven smelled it and thought it was the smell of hot pot. Needless to say, it must have been done by his family Fujin. "I still have a bunch of homework to copy."

More than 2,000 pieces of homework made his eyes dim, and hot pot couldn't change his mood.

Lao Jiu could understand, but couldn't help him. After all, their handwriting was too different, and Lao Jiu couldn't let his servants forge Lao Shi's handwriting. If Lao Shi had problems with his handwriting in the future, whose fault would it be?
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next