Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

After leaving the alley, the two siblings headed towards the Mo Pavilion, a study. Aunt Chen said that most of the people studying in their school were from poor families. When they left the alley, there was a study opposite. , the students here use his pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Because it's cheap.

As soon as he stepped into the study, the fragrance of ink hit his nostrils. Su Ziling paused and glanced across the room.

The study is not big, but it is well-equipped with everything you need. When he felt someone coming in, the shopkeeper looked up and put a warm smile on his face.

"What do you two want to buy?"

Looking at the things in this room, Su Ziling didn't know what to buy. She got straight to the point, "We are from the school across the street. My brother just entered the school today. The master recommended that we come here to buy study supplies. We also I don’t know much about it, I wonder if the shopkeeper has any good recommendations?”

I don't know if it was Su Ziling's illusion, but when she heard that it was the school next door, the smile on the shopkeeper's face seemed more real.

"You just entered the hall, so just buy two sets of basic ones and use them interchangeably." He went to the shelf on the side and took out two pieces of paper. "This is jute paper. It is tough and durable. As long as it is not damp, it will not deteriorate. It is suitable for students who have just entered school to practice calligraphy.”

Su Ziling took the jute paper, and the shopkeeper brought out another knife of white linen paper, "This is white linen paper, which can be used to write articles. He has just entered school. Two knifes of jute paper can be used, and one knife of white linen paper is enough."

"This is sandpaper, similar to jute paper, but the price is slightly more expensive."

Su Ziling had jute paper in her left hand and white linen paper in her right hand. She looked down at it.

The white linen paper is white and has a smooth surface, but the back is slightly rough, and there are a small amount of straws and paper scraps stuck to it.

Jute paper is light yellow in color and thicker than white jute paper. Although the difference is only one word, jute paper is rougher.

Both are made of hemp paper, and the curtain pattern is relatively wide, about two fingers long.

Hemp sand paper is also yellow, but not as yellow as jute paper. Its thickness and toughness are similar to hemp paper, but the curtain pattern of hemp sand paper is not obvious.

Su Ziling followed the shopkeeper's instructions and took two knives of jute paper and one knives of white linen paper, "Shopkeeper, how do you sell this?"

"This piece of paper is ten pieces, jute paper is worth twenty cents per piece, sandpaper is worth twenty-five cents, and white linen paper is thirty pieces." The shopkeeper put the sandpaper back.

"Is there anything else?"

Su Ziling shook her head.

The shopkeeper went to another shelf and said, "This set contains three taels of silver for pens, ink, and inkstones, a pen holder for holding pens, a pen holder for holding brushes, a pen washer, a pen handler, and a paperweight. That's about it. If you are more careful, it will last for several years. Take a look at the inkstone and ink cartridges. Just ask an adult to make one for you when you go home. You don’t have to spend the money. If you can’t make it, you can buy it again.”

The shopkeeper is also a kind person, and he tells all the pitfalls that should be bought and avoided.

Su Ziling nodded, "That's it. Can the shopkeeper help me calculate how much it will cost?"

The shopkeeper took the things back to the counter, "The pen, ink, and inkstone cost three taels of silver, two knives of jute paper and one knives of white linen paper cost 70 fen, and the pen grid, pen holder, pen washer, pen handle, and paperweight cost 800 fen." , a total of three taels and eight coins and seventy coppers."

Su Ziling was secretly stunned. It was much more expensive than she thought. If she hadn't started a small business, she might not be able to afford it for a scholar.

No wonder everyone says that studying is just burning money, but isn’t it just burning money? This is just the beginning. In the future, paper, pens, ink, etc. will also be a huge expense.

They paid two taels of silver for admission, plus 500 taels for food, and today's more than six taels of silver. Based on their family's previous income, it was not enough for a scholar in the end of the year.

No wonder so many people spend all their money reading books. Moreover, this study is relatively the cheapest. I can’t imagine how much money better ones cost.

When the two came out of the study, Su Zimu had been feeling gloomy. When he first entered, his eyes kept rolling, and he couldn't suppress the excitement in his eyes.

At this time, it was like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilted and squeaking.

"What's wrong?"

Su Zimu said in a low voice, "Sister, why don't we stop reading."

"Huh?" Su Ziling's tone was slightly higher, a little unbelievable, "What's wrong?"

"It's too expensive." He pursed his lips, "How many days would it take you to sell something like this?"

Su Ziling slapped him in the face, and this slap was merciless, "Is this what you should be thinking about? Also, do you underestimate your sister? Now that you have entered the academy, you should concentrate on studying and don't think about these things. No, and it’s not what you should think about. As long as you study hard, it’s not a waste of money, you know?”

Su Zimu touched the back of his head, and for the first time he didn't cry out that it hurt, "Yes, I understand."

He was still not in high spirits, he knew very well where the money came from.

He experienced the days when he didn't have enough to eat, and then slowly started selling tofu, bowl by bowl under the sun.

It was only a few hundred pennies a day, and later it was only one tael of silver at most. But he didn't do anything, and he spent seven or eight taels before he even started learning.

Su Ziling knew that he was thinking deeply, so she sighed, "Study hard. Since my sister has sent you to the academy, she will definitely be able to support you. Don't think too much, okay?"

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I went to worship the Bodhisattva today and took the subway for more than five hours, so I only wrote down 6,000. I’ll remember the rest. I’ll finish it tonight and I’ll have it when I wake up tomorrow morning.