Mr. Jia who was infected with the virus [Red House]

As a system, Jia Dairu has been living a life with clear goals and straight to the point, so the crowds of people selling goods on the street can't attract his attention at all.But Jia She, a real native, was different. As the heir of the Rongguo Mansion, he was actually a country bumpkin who rarely had the opportunity to go out.

Let the wind out.

This word suddenly popped up in Jia Dairu's mind.

Although Jia She ran around casually in Rongguo Mansion, as he grew older, he really needed a wider venue.

The school site is too small, not as big as the prison cafeteria, expansion is urgent!I quickly made a list in my mind, prison cell, canteen, administrative office building, confinement room, medical room, shower area, detention room, visitation area, rest room, shower room, ventilation yard, canteen, police dog kennel...

Jia Dairu has a black line, and occupational diseases are not serious. They should be teaching buildings, canteens, dormitory buildings, libraries, sports fields, and canteens.

Silently, Jia Dairu increased the funds further.

"Third Uncle, look at how beautiful that parrot is, and when you win the money, buy a pair and hang it in front of the school." Jia She said excitedly.

"Yes." Jia Dairu nodded very seriously, although he didn't think the two parrots were so beautiful, everything was useful to him.The system is always so practical, and the reason he agreed was that he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten aesthetic education.It is not too late to make up for it. Although it is not in the education system, he believes that one day, he will become a professional.

It's good to buy two parrots to cultivate students' aesthetics, and it can also teach art classes. Let them paint parrots for a year, and the money is not wasted.

"I still need to buy horses, cattle and dogs." He looked around. Driving a carriage and riding a horse are also skills that people need to master at the moment.Although he intends to establish a university, it is obvious that the qualifications of the current students can be developed into a vocational school.

Very good, we still need to add a racecourse, and the cost will be increased.

"Then can I ride a bull?" Jia She's eyes widened. He had long wanted to ride a cow and play the flute like the shepherd boy in the painting.

"Oh, I have to learn how to play the flute first, otherwise it would be too boring to ride alone on the back of a bull." Before Jia Dairu agreed, Jia She had already thought very far.

Very good, Jia She is indeed a lucky star, he should also offer music lessons.

Jia Dairu quietly wrote down a sum of money, and at the same time, raised the funding for running the school.He felt that he had to go to a few more gambling houses, and the wool of one family was not enough for him to collect, so he really spent money on education.

After all, music is a big money eater. What's more, Daqing doesn't even have a piano, and it needs a lot of money from research and development to production.

"Okay, the music class will be in the first class the day after tomorrow, and I will teach you." Jia Dairu definitely replayed the training content of the various art teams in the prison at night. Don't think that there is no art in the prison, because all the prisoners are Violent elements, theatrical performances are particularly popular in prisons.The members of the art team are not randomly selected. Not only are they required to be beautiful and have a certain artistic talent, the most important point is at least 20 years in prison. Of course, no matter how talented people are, they will have no chance.After all, the art team is the best-paid prisoner, and there is less work to do, and most of the time is spent on training.

Because of long-term professional training, the level of the prison art team is actually no worse than that of the theater troupe.

Jia Dairu felt that with his perfect "recovery" ability, even if he didn't know art or music theory, it was more than enough to teach a few elementary school students.

"That's great." Jia She's eyes widened, "Is there a story to learn to play the flute?"

For students, learning flute is more interesting than culture class, and it would be even better if there are story cards.

"Music is also a skill, of course." Jia Dairu is very sure.

"But why keep a dog!" Jia Shen's thoughts changed very quickly.

"Supervise you." Jia Dairu showed his white teeth, "If you don't listen, let the dog go!"

Jia Amnesty shivered, "...Third Uncle, look at the stupid dog, what if it accidentally bites people?"

"That's right." Jia Dairu followed the example of kindness, and Jia Amnesty heaved a sigh of relief.

Jia Dairu wondered in his heart whether he had missed something, the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, art and labor, and quality education, what was missing?He thought carefully, it's not good to be a teacher who always comes out to gamble to make money after all, so he decided to make enough money in one go.

Suddenly, a person knocked on the big gong, and after a few gongs, he said loudly, "Grandpa Qi's [-]th birthday, let's serve meat buns!"

He yelled several times, struck the big gong several times, and repeated the process. After a while, groups of beggars came across the street.

"I wish Old Master Qi a long life!"

The beggars knew the tricks well, and rushed to the man to bless them loudly, and sure enough, they got two big buns.

"Good things come in pairs, two for one person, keep it!" said the man in charge of distributing the buns.

With a precedent, he was soon surrounded by beggars who heard the news. The capital city is the most benevolent place, even begging has its own rules, and it is absolutely not allowed to cause chaos to the master's family.Therefore, although there are many people standing in a group in a mess, they are all well-behaved and pay attention to first-come-first-served.

Jia Dairu was attracted by a group of ragged children.

"Why didn't they go to school?" Jia Dairu asked. As far as he knew, the schools in the capital had the same holidays as the officials, and they all took ten days off. Today is not a holiday.

"Back to the third master, they are little beggars, without father and mother, how can they go to school?" No. [-] was surprised how his family's third master would ask such an idiotic question, and still stepped forward to answer honestly.

Jia Dairu's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he had a source of students.

Little beggar, no problem, you can eat and live at school!

Moreover, the little beggar has no parents or relatives, so he does not need to cultivate family ties, so he can stay with the students 24 hours a day, just like staying with prisoners every day before.

Jia Dairu felt that he should recruit some little beggars so that he could be enriched.

Needless to say, he's too busy right now.

For a system, this amount of work is simply not called work.

However, elementary school students have limited ability to bear, and they have parents and relatives. Even if he is a system, he understands that children should be given enough time to reunite with their relatives.

"How much does it cost a child to read until he's 18?" he asked.

Number One had a bad feeling and didn't answer.

But Jia Amnesty said hurriedly from the side, "Except for food and drink, I have 8 taels of ink every month for studying."

Jia Dairu's calculation ability was calculated in less than a second, and he looked up at the Jinjin Casino not far away, thinking that he might be a regular visitor there in the future.

Raising students is too expensive, but the government here does not allocate funds. He misses the days when he was still in the system, how wonderful!I never worry about money, it is too difficult to be a human being, especially a person with ideals and ambitions, it is so difficult!

Jia Dairu turned his head and glanced at the beggars again, tightened his grip on Jia Amnesty, and walked into the gold selling gambling house.

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This chapter is to make up for yesterday, Calvin, it took me a long time to finish writing, and there is another update today.

感谢在2019-12-0423:56:19~2019-12-0603:23:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Son Yugui;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：紫罗兰公爵65瓶；胖墩20瓶；蛇之于农夫、小时、鼬见枫来10瓶；公主殿下5瓶；eli2瓶；浅色蓝衫、淼淼之北1瓶；