Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 383 How about me?

"It's okay now. Second brother Liu will help me share the tasks of the enlightenment class. There will be at least one enlightenment class next year. I will be at a loss."

"Second brother Liu is going to take the child's examination next year. I don't know how to lead the class by myself. Even if Ding Dian and I can make it through, there is still the next year."

"Besides, if no one can pass the exam after three years, it means that my teacher is not good enough, and Jiangxia village school will make jokes, and my reputation will be ruined."

"But if someone is admitted, my reputation will be better and my business will be more prosperous. Maybe even people in Hangzhou will come to study. But..."

When Ding Shitou said this, he suddenly sighed.

"At that time, I will not only need more teachers who can lead the class, but also teachers who can be like me or can implement my teaching method. After all, this is the characteristic of my Jiujiu School. If it cannot be maintained, it will be different from other schools. What's the difference?"

"And this is not what I want. What I want is a private school that can fully reflect my characteristics, so that everyone can learn more efficiently and learn better."

Only by achieving this result can she hope to develop her chain school business. At that time, she only needs to manage and assign the front-line teaching tasks to others.

"Even if they are all admitted to Tongsheng, they can only teach the enlightenment class. The enlightenment class is more conducive to you to promote your characteristics." Zhao Jian smiled slightly, expressing Ding Shitou's heartfelt feelings.

They talked a lot about school these days, so they naturally understood what she wanted in her heart.

"It's impossible to let Tong Sheng teach the resumption class, otherwise, your Second Brother Liu won't just accompany you and fail to solve your academic problems."

"Don't say that there may not be re-study classes in the future. If you really teach a few children in the re-study class, there will definitely be re-study classes in the future, and maybe there will be people who sign up for the advanced class."

Ding Shitou was amused by Zhao Jian's words, he patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Thanks to your auspicious words, then our Jiujiu School will surely bloom everywhere and grow steadily."

"Well, the wealth is abundant and the business is booming." Zhao Jian also laughed and added Ding Shitou very understandingly.

"Master really understands Shitou very well." Ding Shitou chuckled and said, "By then, maybe he will have the money to open a second private school."

"Hehe, you'd better solve the problem of next year's husband first." Zhao Jian suddenly changed the subject and poured a basin of cold water on Ding Shitou.

"Hey, why can't you let me have a good dream first, why did you wake me up so soon." Ding Shitou put his face down, rubbed his head on Zhao Jian's neck, and became depressed again.

Teachers and teachers, how can we have resources and qualifications without teachers?

"How about I come?" Zhao Jian raised his hand to touch Ding Shitou's head and asked softly.

"You?" Ding Shitou stood up abruptly, staring at Zhao Jian a little dumbfounded.

Although at the beginning of her school, he said that he would also be a teacher, but that was just a joke to tease her that she was not capable of running a school.

Now he actually said this again, what does it mean?
"If I can teach you, I will naturally be able to teach your return class." Zhao Jian hugged Ding Shitou back again, pinched her cheek, and smiled naturally.

"... That's right. At least the children who take the exam will have no problem. It's enough for you to answer everyone's questions. They still have to read the book by themselves."

"Okay, next year you will come as my cousin, with food and lodging included, and free wages." Ding Shitou snapped his fingers suddenly and said happily.

"Stingy daughter-in-law, don't you even give me a pocket money?" Zhao Jian smiled, pressed her big palm on the top of Ding Shitou's hair, and rubbed it vigorously.

(End of this chapter)