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Chapter 458
When the group of people far away in the capital first set off, the education reform in Nanfu Province had officially started.
All the prefectures sent ships to bring back new textbooks, and as bags after bags of new textbooks were shipped out, the purse of the Department of Education slowly bulged.When the accounts of the last batch of textbooks were settled, Wang Ming led his staff to calculate all their income from the beginning of the training to the present.
"That's good, that's good. With this money, the Department of Education can support the finances until next month." Chu Ci looked at the figures above and was very satisfied.
Although it can only be supported for a few months, it is because there are too many places where the Department of Education needs to spend money.For example, the twice-monthly "Education News", the monthly subsidy for teachers in public schools allocated by the whole government, scholarships for high-quality students in county schools, etc., the sum of a small amount of expenses is also a considerable sum. The numbers are gone.
When Chu Ci pays bills at the end of the month, he always has a feeling of "too difficult". Reforming this thing really depends on financial resources. If he can't create income for the Department of Education to fill the vacancy, I'm afraid the people below will rebel. .
Wang Ming also smiled: "Yes, my lord, the money came just in time. Isn't the mock exam coming soon? Zhou Qing told me not long ago, asking me to pre-allocate a sum of money in case I don't have enough time."
After Chu Ci heard this, his smile froze.Yes, how did he forget about it?Last year, the simulation test of the rural examination was very effective, so we decided to hold it once a year, so that the students in our prefecture can be more confident.It's almost September now, and the notice will be issued in a few days.
Thinking of this, when he looked at the money in the account, he felt a little pitiful.
After Wang Ming left, Chu Ci thought about it, thinking about where to get some more money.Thinking about it, he suddenly remembered what he did at the academy a few months ago, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a car to go there.
The people in the academy were also worried. Seeing that the sugar cane planted earlier was almost ripe, how could there be no voice from Mr. Tixue?Old man Chen was sitting on the ridge of the field, smoking a dry cigarette dejectedly.
"Chen Weng, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" A voice like the sound of heaven sounded, and old man Chen turned around to see that Mr. Tixue, whom he was thinking of, was behind him.
"Thank you, Master Tixue, for your concern. Cao Min is in good health!" He frantically tapped the cigarette stick on the field ridge a few times, and then pinned it to his waist. There is a lot of mud and water, which may stain your shoes."
"What did Weng Chen say? I come from a farming family. I don't know how friendly I am when I see the fields." Chu Ci said with a smile, "The sugarcane in this field grows really well. The last time I opened it, it was just up to my waist. A person is taller."
"Thanks to my lord, the crops are growing really well this year! Even the few fields that were ruined by wild boars are growing very well now!" When mentioning the crops, old man Chen burst out laughing. Face creases.
"Weng Chen and everyone took good care of it. The sugarcane is about to mature now. Weng Chen should know the purpose of my visit, right?"
Old man Chen nodded quickly: "My lord, don't worry, the little old man knows. I have asked someone to sieve more than a dozen loads of yellow mud, and I have prepared several large tanks. We will start handling it here when you give an order from your lord."
Chu Ci said comfortingly: "Chen Weng is doing things, I am naturally relieved. When the time comes, you bring a few close people and choose a quieter place in the school to make brown sugar. For others, let them make brown sugar."
"Yes, don't worry, my lord. The little old man has been living for decades. Nothing else is good. They are not bad at all. They will never leak this skill." Old man Chen has already asked them to send a message to the ancestor's spiritual tablet I swear, no one dares to joke about their own future.
"By the way, Chen Weng, how do we squeeze the sugar cane here?" Chu Ci suddenly thought of this question. Modern times should use that kind of large-scale squeezing machine, what should we do if there was no such thing in ancient times?
"This one, my lord, please follow me." The old man Chen led the way, and after a while, he came to a stone house.He took out a key and opened the door, and two large boulder rollers with gears appeared in front of Chu Ci.
There are two levers above it, and the axis is connected with the stone mill. As long as you push it hard, the stone mill will rotate. After the sugarcane is squeezed into juice, the juice will flow into the underground barrel along the gap below the stone mill. saved.
Chu Ci approached this ancient version of the "juice extractor" and observed it carefully for a while, and finally had to admire the wisdom of the ancients.Although this thing is not efficient, it is already the most intelligent product of this era.
"Tomorrow, I will send some cows over. After the sugar cane is harvested, the cows will pull it." Chu Ci pushed the lever a few times and found that it required a lot of strength.
Old man Chen suddenly became excited: "Thank you, my lord! The little old man was just thinking that this year's sugarcane will probably take many days to grind. If it is late, I am afraid that it will delay the matter. The strength of this cow is much stronger than that of a human. I think it can Grind it faster."
Chu Ci was a little helpless. His original intention was to make the people in Zhuangzi feel more relaxed, not because they were afraid that their slow movements would delay things.
A few days later, the sugar cane was harvested, and the two-meter-long sugar cane was chopped down by men with knives and transported to the village.
The women in the village sit by the well and pick off the sugarcane leaves and clean them one by one.After cleaning, send it to the stone house to squeeze out the juice.
Chu Ci sent a total of four cows over.The stone house was relatively small, so the four cows went in to work in shifts. The strong cows were tied with ropes, and as soon as they turned the stone mill, the millstones also turned, and the sugarcane juice underneath flowed into the bucket, Once it is full, it is typed out and transported to the kitchen to start boiling brown sugar.
The bustling work scene aroused Chu Ci's enthusiasm. He had no way to start here, so he went to the other side, and together with Old Man Chen and the others, they purified the boiled brown sugar into white sugar.
With hope for a better future, everyone is full of energy, especially after Chu Ci promised to give them an extra catty of frosting sugar, everyone's energy is even stronger.
In less than ten days, they had processed all the sugarcane in the field and all the things sent by other schools.
Facing warehouse after warehouse of white frosting sugar, everyone feels that life is full of sweetness.But in the eyes of Wang Ming, who is in charge of the finance, it is all white money.In the past few days, he has been writing letters everywhere to inquire about the selling price of frosting sugar, with the purpose of finding the best buyer for their sugar, so as to live up to everyone's efforts.
Surprisingly, before the news of Wang Ming's investigation came back, the businessman had already arrived.
In previous years, the output from the school fields of the Tixue Division in Zhangzhou Prefecture was made into brown sugar, and then sold to this businessman at a very affordable price.So when the harvest comes, he will come to the door.
"Master Wang, I'm really sorry, it's a waste of time to bother you. We have other uses for this year's brown sugar, so we won't sell it. You should go to another place to have a look." Old man Chen said.
Master Wang's originally smiling face suddenly collapsed. He frowned, looked at Chen San, and thought: Could it be that someone arrived before me?Or, are they trying to raise the price?
All the prefectures sent ships to bring back new textbooks, and as bags after bags of new textbooks were shipped out, the purse of the Department of Education slowly bulged.When the accounts of the last batch of textbooks were settled, Wang Ming led his staff to calculate all their income from the beginning of the training to the present.
"That's good, that's good. With this money, the Department of Education can support the finances until next month." Chu Ci looked at the figures above and was very satisfied.
Although it can only be supported for a few months, it is because there are too many places where the Department of Education needs to spend money.For example, the twice-monthly "Education News", the monthly subsidy for teachers in public schools allocated by the whole government, scholarships for high-quality students in county schools, etc., the sum of a small amount of expenses is also a considerable sum. The numbers are gone.
When Chu Ci pays bills at the end of the month, he always has a feeling of "too difficult". Reforming this thing really depends on financial resources. If he can't create income for the Department of Education to fill the vacancy, I'm afraid the people below will rebel. .
Wang Ming also smiled: "Yes, my lord, the money came just in time. Isn't the mock exam coming soon? Zhou Qing told me not long ago, asking me to pre-allocate a sum of money in case I don't have enough time."
After Chu Ci heard this, his smile froze.Yes, how did he forget about it?Last year, the simulation test of the rural examination was very effective, so we decided to hold it once a year, so that the students in our prefecture can be more confident.It's almost September now, and the notice will be issued in a few days.
Thinking of this, when he looked at the money in the account, he felt a little pitiful.
After Wang Ming left, Chu Ci thought about it, thinking about where to get some more money.Thinking about it, he suddenly remembered what he did at the academy a few months ago, and immediately ordered someone to prepare a car to go there.
The people in the academy were also worried. Seeing that the sugar cane planted earlier was almost ripe, how could there be no voice from Mr. Tixue?Old man Chen was sitting on the ridge of the field, smoking a dry cigarette dejectedly.
"Chen Weng, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?" A voice like the sound of heaven sounded, and old man Chen turned around to see that Mr. Tixue, whom he was thinking of, was behind him.
"Thank you, Master Tixue, for your concern. Cao Min is in good health!" He frantically tapped the cigarette stick on the field ridge a few times, and then pinned it to his waist. There is a lot of mud and water, which may stain your shoes."
"What did Weng Chen say? I come from a farming family. I don't know how friendly I am when I see the fields." Chu Ci said with a smile, "The sugarcane in this field grows really well. The last time I opened it, it was just up to my waist. A person is taller."
"Thanks to my lord, the crops are growing really well this year! Even the few fields that were ruined by wild boars are growing very well now!" When mentioning the crops, old man Chen burst out laughing. Face creases.
"Weng Chen and everyone took good care of it. The sugarcane is about to mature now. Weng Chen should know the purpose of my visit, right?"
Old man Chen nodded quickly: "My lord, don't worry, the little old man knows. I have asked someone to sieve more than a dozen loads of yellow mud, and I have prepared several large tanks. We will start handling it here when you give an order from your lord."
Chu Ci said comfortingly: "Chen Weng is doing things, I am naturally relieved. When the time comes, you bring a few close people and choose a quieter place in the school to make brown sugar. For others, let them make brown sugar."
"Yes, don't worry, my lord. The little old man has been living for decades. Nothing else is good. They are not bad at all. They will never leak this skill." Old man Chen has already asked them to send a message to the ancestor's spiritual tablet I swear, no one dares to joke about their own future.
"By the way, Chen Weng, how do we squeeze the sugar cane here?" Chu Ci suddenly thought of this question. Modern times should use that kind of large-scale squeezing machine, what should we do if there was no such thing in ancient times?
"This one, my lord, please follow me." The old man Chen led the way, and after a while, he came to a stone house.He took out a key and opened the door, and two large boulder rollers with gears appeared in front of Chu Ci.
There are two levers above it, and the axis is connected with the stone mill. As long as you push it hard, the stone mill will rotate. After the sugarcane is squeezed into juice, the juice will flow into the underground barrel along the gap below the stone mill. saved.
Chu Ci approached this ancient version of the "juice extractor" and observed it carefully for a while, and finally had to admire the wisdom of the ancients.Although this thing is not efficient, it is already the most intelligent product of this era.
"Tomorrow, I will send some cows over. After the sugar cane is harvested, the cows will pull it." Chu Ci pushed the lever a few times and found that it required a lot of strength.
Old man Chen suddenly became excited: "Thank you, my lord! The little old man was just thinking that this year's sugarcane will probably take many days to grind. If it is late, I am afraid that it will delay the matter. The strength of this cow is much stronger than that of a human. I think it can Grind it faster."
Chu Ci was a little helpless. His original intention was to make the people in Zhuangzi feel more relaxed, not because they were afraid that their slow movements would delay things.
A few days later, the sugar cane was harvested, and the two-meter-long sugar cane was chopped down by men with knives and transported to the village.
The women in the village sit by the well and pick off the sugarcane leaves and clean them one by one.After cleaning, send it to the stone house to squeeze out the juice.
Chu Ci sent a total of four cows over.The stone house was relatively small, so the four cows went in to work in shifts. The strong cows were tied with ropes, and as soon as they turned the stone mill, the millstones also turned, and the sugarcane juice underneath flowed into the bucket, Once it is full, it is typed out and transported to the kitchen to start boiling brown sugar.
The bustling work scene aroused Chu Ci's enthusiasm. He had no way to start here, so he went to the other side, and together with Old Man Chen and the others, they purified the boiled brown sugar into white sugar.
With hope for a better future, everyone is full of energy, especially after Chu Ci promised to give them an extra catty of frosting sugar, everyone's energy is even stronger.
In less than ten days, they had processed all the sugarcane in the field and all the things sent by other schools.
Facing warehouse after warehouse of white frosting sugar, everyone feels that life is full of sweetness.But in the eyes of Wang Ming, who is in charge of the finance, it is all white money.In the past few days, he has been writing letters everywhere to inquire about the selling price of frosting sugar, with the purpose of finding the best buyer for their sugar, so as to live up to everyone's efforts.
Surprisingly, before the news of Wang Ming's investigation came back, the businessman had already arrived.
In previous years, the output from the school fields of the Tixue Division in Zhangzhou Prefecture was made into brown sugar, and then sold to this businessman at a very affordable price.So when the harvest comes, he will come to the door.
"Master Wang, I'm really sorry, it's a waste of time to bother you. We have other uses for this year's brown sugar, so we won't sell it. You should go to another place to have a look." Old man Chen said.
Master Wang's originally smiling face suddenly collapsed. He frowned, looked at Chen San, and thought: Could it be that someone arrived before me?Or, are they trying to raise the price?
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