These teenagers are all a little depressed, but no one thinks it's wrong.

After they came here, everyone was given two sets of clothes and good food.People give them such food and clothing, so they should work hard.

They are actually quite ashamed, they are young, they work very slowly, and they don't have much energy...

These teenagers lowered their heads and looked at the mud under their feet, each one filled with guilt.

The middle-aged steward is quite satisfied with their behavior: "The fightrs don't eat, the rest go to eat, and go to the empty room in front of your dormitory after eating! Hurry up! Slow down Don't eat breakfast tomorrow!"

After the manager finished speaking, Song Yanqiu helped translate it.

After listening to Song Yanqiu's words, those workers immediately moved, some continued to eat, and some ran directly to the place the supervisor said.

"Our second youngest wants these children to learn something, so we are not allowed to beat them. Usually we control them by starving. Children of this age are most afraid of starvation, and this method is the most effective." Middle-aged steward He said to Wei Ting, and asked Wei Ting to go back and continue eating.

Wei Ting and Mu Qiong had already finished eating, but the students who followed had not finished eating, so everyone returned to the table.

The ten students were all from poor families, and they didn't have many chances to eat meat, and the last two tables were all eaten.

The person in charge said: "Guys, after school, you can come here directly and have dinner here. I will make arrangements then. After class in the evening, you can also live here directly."

"Are you willing?" Wei Ting asked the students.

These students were of course willing. After Wei Ting realized that this condition was very attractive to his students, he even discussed with the manager whether he could let these ten students come here every day.

Originally, he planned to divide these ten students into two classes, and five of them would come here every day, but looking at it now... it is actually better for them to come here every day.

There is good food here and there is also a place for them to study.

"Their salaries don't need to be increased. Even if it's not their turn to attend class, they can still help out. I don't know if this will work." Wei Ting asked.

The steward immediately agreed: "We welcome people with knowledge to come here, it must be no problem."

They went outside to find teachers for the workers in the factory, and they said they would give ten silver dollars a month at least. Those scholars with high self-esteem might not be willing to come. These students only need to pay four oceans a month, which is a good deal.

As for a place to live in charge of food, it doesn't cost much.

The two sides quickly negotiated.

The person in charge said again: "These eleven little gentlemen, should you go to meet the students first, or go to see the place where you live? The place where you live here may not have a good environment..."

"There are only ten." Wei Ting realized that this person regarded Mu Qiong as a lecturer, pointed at Mu Qiong and said, "This is our school teacher, Mu Qiong."

The person in charge was taken aback, and then looked at Mu Qiong in surprise: "So you are Mr. Mu! I didn't expect you to be so young! Mr. Mu, our Second Young Master respects you very much. He has always told us that we must meet you." Treat me well, I didn't know you were here before, so I'm sorry for neglecting you!"

This person immediately said a long series of words of apology, and he was more enthusiastic towards Mu Qiong than towards Wei Ting.

Mu Qiong said: "Second Young Master Huo loves you so much."

"Our second young master likes your works very much. He asked us in charge to buy "Study Abroad" and "Seeking Medical Care" for study. Our second young master also bought a lot of the educational monthly magazine you published and put them in the classroom. He said he would read it to those students." The person in charge said again.

The students brought by Mu Qiong looked at Mu Qiong with admiration after hearing the words: Teacher Mu is really amazing, a character like Huo Ershao even read his book!

Even Wei Ting said: "Mu Qiong, I didn't expect Er Shao Huo to be your reader! Next time I ask Er Shao Huo for business, I should bring you with me. It will be much easier!"

Mu Qiong: "..."

While the manager was praising Mu Qiong here, the workers on the other side had already eaten and came to the place where the manager told them to go.

There were more than 200 people in total, and they were divided into five teams and entered five different rooms. After entering, they found some brand new tables and chairs inside.

At the front of these tables and chairs, there is a black wall, and at the back, there are some shelves with books on them.

After these workers came in, they didn't dare to mess with the things in the room, and they didn't dare to sit on those chairs. They were all crowded at the back of the classroom.

Cheng Dahai touched the chairs in the last row carefully, and asked Song Yanqiu: "Brother, this room is so spacious, what do you do?"

Song Yanqiu's expression was very complicated, he was a little stunned and didn't reply.

At this time, Cheng Dahai has already turned his attention elsewhere: "Brother, there are still books here, and there are paintings on this book! It's so beautiful!"

Only then did Song Yanqiu notice the books placed at the back of the classroom. He walked over to take a look, and found that there were four big characters "Education Monthly" written on the book, and there was a picture underneath it.

When his father taught him how to read, he actually didn't know many characters, but after copying books for others, he recognized a lot of characters. Of course, there were also many characters that he could write but didn't know.

Now this educational monthly... Song Yanqiu couldn't help but open it.

"You're crazy! You even touched someone else's book! What if you break it?" Someone said to Song Yanqiu after seeing this scene.

Cheng Dahai was also worried: "Brother, if this book gets damaged..."

"I'll just take a look." Song Yanqiu said.

What Song Yanqiu opened was the second issue of the Education Monthly.

The first page is the table of contents, and on the next page, there are four words "sitting in a well and watching the sky", and then there is a story about a frog who lives in a well and thinks that the sky is only as big as the mouth of the well.

In this story, some symbols like tadpoles are used, and some circles are used to read sentences, and a frog sitting in a well is drawn below.

After reading this story, Song Yanqiu suddenly felt that he was that frog.

When he stayed in Lu County before, he always felt that he was very powerful, and even thought that if there were no accidents at home, he would definitely be able to rise to the top, but now reading this book and the story, he suddenly found that his knowledge is too little.

He has never seen such a book with such a sentence.

Are all the books in Shanghai like this now?

Song Yanqiu was reading a book when someone came in from the outside. Song Yanqiu looked up and saw the steward bringing in a group of teenagers who were about his age.

"What are you doing standing behind? Find a seat and sit down!" said the manager.

The other teenagers were a little stunned, but Song Yanqiu took Cheng Dahai and found the front seat and sat down.

Others didn't know what the house was for, but he knew it as soon as he came in.

This is a classroom!

They... don't they have the opportunity to study?

Song Yanqiu felt that it was unlikely, but he looked forward to it inexplicably.

While he was looking forward to it, other people in the classroom finally found seats to sit down.

This is the first classroom that Mu Qiong and the others entered.

Compared with those people who were looking for seats in a hurry, Song Yanqiu's performance was different, and before that, he was the one who helped the manager translate those words.

Mu Qiong had a good impression of Song Yanqiu, and asked, "I saw you reading when I came in, have you ever read?"

"Yes." Song Yanqiu stood up quickly.

Mu Qiong asked again: "You have studied, why do you still come here to work?"

"My family was hit by a disaster, and life can't go on." Song Yanqiu said.Although his Mandarin is slightly accented, it's not bad.

"Go to the back and get a book, and read an article on it to me." Mu said.

Song Yanqiu subconsciously looked at the manager.

"Hurry up! Don't make Mr. Mu wait too long!" said the manager.

Song Yanqiu immediately returned with a monthly educational magazine from behind.

Mu Qiong directly asked him to read the first article.

This was what Song Yanqiu had just read, and he was overjoyed, so he started to read the book.

He read fairly fluently, and though he mispronounced a few words, he read the others well.

"You read very well." Mu Qiong said, looking at the supervisor again: "I think he can be the monitor of this class and teach those students Mandarin."

The person in charge immediately said to Song Yanqiu: "You will be the monitor of this class from now on! Keep an eye on the students in the class and tell them to learn Mandarin quickly."

After finishing speaking, the steward explained loudly to the people sitting in the classroom: "From now on, every night, you will have to read, learn to read and count here, and if you do well, the second young master will reward you with meat! "

Most of these teenagers looked blank.

The steward was feeling overwhelmed, but fortunately, Song Yanqiu helped translate at this time.

After listening to Song Yanqiu's translation, Cheng Dahai and others sitting below were stunned.

Did they hear correctly?They can learn to read?

"You learn well. Not only can you eat meat now, but you can also be a shopkeeper in the future. You will be paid ten silver dollars a month. If you don't learn well, you will have to do the hardest work for two silver dollars a month." Again.

Song Yanqiu helped translate, and was very excited for a while.

He is confident that he can learn well, so he can get ten silver dollars a month in the future?

You must know that the shopkeeper in their county only has three or four silver dollars a month!

Of course, others were equally excited.

At this moment, Shanghai can be regarded as the place with the highest domestic consumption. In a small place, the purchasing power of silver dollars is very huge.

These people are from small places, ten silver dollars is definitely a huge sum of money for them, and now they can earn it in a month... This is a month to marry a wife!

They must study hard!

The manager said something, and then arranged two students to be teachers for this class.

They continued on to the next class.Before leaving, the manager waved to Song Yanqiu: "You come with me, and explain what I said when the time comes."

Song Yanqiu happily agreed.

The steward asked again: "By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Song Yanqiu." Song Yanqiu said immediately.

The manager nodded and didn't say anything, but Mu Qiong was taken aback when he heard the name.

This name is too familiar.

During the period of the Republic of China, there was a famous traitor named Song Yanqiu... But although Mu Qiong had seen his photo, he only glanced at it and had no impression. He only remembered that the big traitor Song Yanqiu was from Lu County.

In the early days of the Republic of China, Lu County was hit by a disaster. There were poor people in the county who couldn't survive, and they got together and formed a gang of bandits. Song Yanqiu became a military adviser. Later, he killed the bandit leader and became the bandit leader himself.

At the beginning, he just colluded with the government and robbed money everywhere. Later, as more and more people under his command, he began to do harm to one side. In the end, the Japanese called and colluded with the Japanese to help fight our party...

Of course, he didn't end well, and was killed by soldiers of our party in the end.

He appeared in several anti-Japanese dramas that Mu Qiong had watched, and when he was punished, his blood boiled with excitement.

Song Yanqiu in the film and television drama is a strong man with a face full of flesh, but this... is a skinny boy.

"Where are you from?"

Song Yanqiu said, "I'm from Lu County."

Mu Qiong: "..."

Mu Qiong doesn't like people like Song Yanqiu very much.

In his opinion, it would not be an exaggeration for such a villain to be cut into pieces.

But the young man in front of him now looks very harmless, not at all like the legendary murderer.

"Who else is in your family?" Mu Qiong asked again.

"I have a mother, a younger sister and a younger brother." Song Yanqiu said.

"There was a disaster in Lu County, how is their life?" Mu Qiong asked again.

Song Yanqiu said: "I came out to work, and my boss gave me two silver dollars and fifty catties of grain! After a full month of work, I can send it back with the money! They will definitely not be hungry!" He said with an excited expression on his face. Get up, your eyes are shining.

Eat sparingly, a catty of food a day is enough for a family, and it can be even more economical if you mix it with wild vegetables.

In addition, two silver dollars can buy a lot of things outside of Shanghai.

When people like them come out to work, the family will be much better off immediately, and it will even benefit their relatives and friends.

And if they can send the money back a month later, they don't have to worry about their family's poor life.

Mu Qiong saw that the villain who was said to have dug up one million silver dollars from his house after his death was happy because he got two silver dollars, but he couldn't hate it anymore.

He might be going the other way now...

"Study hard, and if you earn money, you may be able to bring your family to Shanghai. The life here is much better than Lu County." Mu Qiong said.

Song Yanqiu thought so deeply.

Mu Qiong made a mental note and decided to pay attention to Song Yanqiu, but otherwise, he did nothing.

They explained everything one classroom after another.

The ten students from Ping'an Middle School had enough to eat and drink here, and saw pairs of studious eyes, and couldn't wait to start teaching these people.

They taught counting first.

These teenagers can actually count to ten, but they don't speak Mandarin, and now the main thing is to teach them Mandarin.

They all study very seriously.

Mu Qiong said to the steward: "If these students want to study hard, it is best to have a textbook. It is not necessary for everyone to have a textbook. It is enough to reward a good one, and let them copy the rest with a pen and paper. "

Sheng Mien, Dou Michou, Huo Ershao can't treat these people blindly.

"I've made a note of it, and I'll do as Mr. Mu told you." The manager smiled and asked Mu Qiong if he had any other suggestions.

Mu Qiong discussed with Wei Ting and gave some suggestions.

The class only lasted about half an hour, and when it was over, they went to see the house for the students of Ping'an Middle School.

The house is shared by two people, it is very small, there is an aisle in the middle, there is a bed on the left and right, and the toilet is at the end of the corridor outside the house. The conditions are much better than those where the workers live. For literati, the conditions are indeed a bit poor.

However, these students of Ping An Middle School are from poor families, and they may not be able to sleep alone in a bed at home, and the places where the students of Ping An Middle School live are actually quite poor.

They are already very satisfied.

After reading it, it was already dark, and the group left the factory and returned to the concession.

When Mu Qiong came home, it was already very late, he simply washed up and went to bed.

The next day, Mu Qiong went to Ping An Middle School as usual, but Fu Yun'an received another letter from Tianxing.

He also just found out about the depression and illness in the capital, but Tian Xing already knew about it?

Who is Tianxing?

Is what he analyzed right or wrong?

Tianxing didn't say anything by name, the letter mainly talked about the harm caused by the warlord's separatism, and what did he want to do when he wrote such a letter to "Second Young Master Huo"?

Fu Yun'an didn't want to see such a situation, but sometimes, when the general trend prevailed, there was nothing he could do.

Even his father, he might not be able to persuade him - even if his father read what Tianxing wrote, he might think it was nonsense.

Fu Yun'an was inexplicably anxious, rubbed the center of his brows, put Tianxing's letter in his arms, and walked out.

His coachman was waiting outside, Fu Yun'an sat on it, and said to the coachman, "Go to Ping'an Middle School."

In the past, when he was upset, he would go to the theater, but now...to talk to Mu Qiong, maybe Mu Qiong will have some novel ideas.

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