Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

Of the two letters sent by Mu Qiong, one contained the cultivation method of penicillin for Huo Ershao, and the other contained the manuscript behind "I'm in a Hundred Years Later".

After sending these two letters, Mu Qiong stopped paying attention to Huo Ershao for the time being, and started preparing a monthly educational magazine.

The cover of the Education Monthly has been designed long ago. On the top is the four characters "Education Monthly" written by Mr. Qi, and on the bottom is a playful ink painting drawn by Mu Qiong and Wei Ting.

The literati cultivated by such a big family as Wei Ting are basically proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and their painting skills are much better than him.

As for the content of the monthly magazine... Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui had already prepared the manuscript for the first issue of the Educational Monthly.

It stands to reason that since all these have been prepared, they can be printed and sold, but in fact... this monthly magazine may not be published in a short time.

And there’s a reason for that—Muchon wants to use punctuation in the education monthly.

Although today's publications use spaces instead of punctuation, Mu Qiong always feels uncomfortable when reading it, and this will affect reading to some extent. Therefore, he hopes to introduce punctuation in the monthly education magazine.

His idea was supported by Wei Ting and Sheng Chaohui, but not by the typesetting room - there was no punctuation at all.

For this reason, Sheng Chaohui could only go to the typesetting room to negotiate, hoping that they could burn some punctuation.

Many things in this world can be solved with money, and this matter is the same. After they gave two hundred oceans, the comma, period, Typeface of question mark, colon and exclamation point.

As for the double quotes, single quotes and title numbers, these were not fired.

These punctuation marks are rarely used, so they are omitted first.

It takes time to burn type and typesetting, so the "Education Monthly" may not be listed until the first month of the month.

For this publication, Mu Qiong was mainly worried about the manuscripts in it, and Sheng Chaohui took care of printing and other things.

Sheng Chaohui was not very old, but in his early twenties, he was a little immature in his life, but after going out and running a lot, he became a little more stable.

Of course, he still shows his true nature occasionally. For example, at this moment, he clenched his fists in Wei Ting's small room and said with high spirits: "Although our publication has not yet come out, we I have full confidence in it and I believe it will sell a lot!"

Wei Ting used to have a separate office in Ping An Middle School, but when he moved here, he changed his office into a bedroom, and moved his desk to a large office shared by teachers.

Now, there is only a bed in this small bedroom, a box for clothes, a wooden shelf for basin towels, and a chair.

Wei Ting's books are all piled directly on the inside of the bed.

"I think so too." Mu Qiong was flipping through a journal and heard the words.

There are too few books that everyone can read in this era. As long as the books are good, they will not worry about selling them.

"Of course it can be sold. Before the official release, we will apply for advertisements in newspapers such as the News, and hope that the monthly newspaper Dazhong Daily can also run around. In this way, our monthly education magazine will definitely not worry about selling." Wei Ting said.

The Education Monthly was co-organized by the three of them. Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui contributed all the funds, accounting for [-]% each. Wei Ting did not contribute money, but he would contribute, accounting for [-]%.

Mu Qiong and Sheng Chaohui did this because they wanted to help Wei Ting, but later they found out that it was Wei Ting who was helping them... Their publications hadn't come out yet, and after Wei Ting went to publicize them, he received a lot of questions. Order.

The principals of several primary and secondary schools in Shanghai recommended this unpublished publication to students and suggested that students subscribe.

This is voluntary, and not all students have subscribed, but even so, they have received thousands of orders, and thousands of silver dollars-a dime for each issue of the educational monthly magazine, which is exactly one ocean if you subscribe to twelve issues a year. .

It was this money that made the editorial department of the Education Monthly, which was originally quite poor, suddenly become poor.

But if you want to advertise, I am afraid that there will not be much money left.

"We don't need to spend money to buy advertisements in Dazhong Daily. I will just introduce our educational monthly magazine in my novel." Mu Qiong said.

"Introduce our monthly education magazine in your novel? How to introduce it?" Wei Ting became curious.

This idea came to Mu Qiong just now, and he didn't think about it, but even so, he quickly came up with a plot: "It is possible to insert such a plot in "Wanderings". Doudou saw a A kid who was about his age was reading a monthly educational magazine, so he sneaked over to read it, and when that kid found Doudou, he not only invited Doudou to read it together, but also explained the content of the monthly magazine to Doudou."

"And then?" Sheng Chaohui asked.

"Then... that child's parents drove Doudou away." Mu Qiong said, most parents would probably do this when they saw their child reading with a little beggar: "Of course, Doudou is not angry , he thinks he’s great—he’s also a man who’s read the book.”

Sheng Chaohui: "..."

Wei Ting also sighed: "Doudou is really a pitiful child."

Mu Qiong thinks so too.

After discussing some matters related to Education Monthly at Wei Ting's residence, Sheng Chaohui left.

But Mu Qiong didn't leave, he still had something to ask Wei Ting: "Principal, I want to send my sister to study... Is there a suitable school nearby?"

Mu Qiong originally wanted to buy a house in the concession first, and then find a school for Mu Changyu.

But after he asked about the price... he realized that he was thinking too much.

The housing prices in the concession are very high!

Speaking of which, Boss Chen can own houses and shops in the concession, thanks to his early settlement in the concession.

At this time in Beijing, [-] oceans can buy a good courtyard house, but in Shanghai, [-] oceans can only buy a small courtyard outside the concession. As for the inside of the concession... I want to buy a better house, three or four Thousand is the least.

And this is because it is the early days of the Republic of China.

In the middle and late period of the Republic of China, housing prices in the concession continued to soar. Some well-known figures in the literary world could not afford to buy a house when they arrived in Shanghai. They could only rent a house, or even rent a pavilion in the concession or rent a house outside the concession.

Mu Qiong currently has less than [-] silver dollars in his hands, and the Education Monthly may need to invest money. He has no money to buy a house for the time being, so he decides to find a school for Mu Changyu first.

Both Zhu Wanwan and Mu Changyu are very cautious people, and he didn't dare to let them run around, so that they usually stay at home most of the time, and occasionally go out to buy groceries. They study hard and don't like to socialize with their neighbors... After living here for several months, they don't know anyone.

Mu Qiong felt that it would be better for the little girl to have a few friends. In this case, going out to study is a good choice.

"What kind of school do you want your sister to go to?" Wei Ting asked.

Mu Qiong already knew about women's studies at this time.

At this time, the vast majority of public primary schools and junior high schools do not admit female students, and those universities do not admit female students.

It was not until four years later, in the 20s, that schools like Peking University would allow women to apply for the exam.

Of course, there are still girls' primary schools and girls' middle schools. Most of these schools were founded by missionaries. Ten years ago, missionaries also founded the first women's university in China.

Last year, Jinling Women's University, which is well-known in later generations, officially began to enroll students.

But even so, it is still much, much harder for women to study than men.

"Mr. Wei, is there a school where boys and girls go to school together?" Mu Qiong asked.

Wei Ting glanced at Mu Qiong in surprise, and then said, "I never thought you would let your younger sister go to such a school."

"I don't think it's right to give different education according to gender," Mu Qiong said.

"I think so too." Wei Ting said, "I've always wanted to send my daughter to Shanghai to study, but my parents don't want it, and she doesn't want it herself. She even rejects me..."

Wei Ting sighed, and said, "I know a school that meets your requirements."

"What school?" Mu Qiong asked.

"That school is called Chongxin School. It is a public school. This school is for girls, but there are separate classes for girls." Wei Ting said, "If you are interested, I can take you to see it in a few days. .”

"Thank you principal!" Mu Qiong said.

"You're welcome. I hope more women will go to school. This is also my original intention of adding women's classes when I founded Chongxin. Unfortunately, in the past few years, female students have not been able to recruit even one class." Wei Ting said.

"Mr. Wei, you founded Chongxin?" Mu Qiong was a little surprised.

"Yes, but I just assisted the government in setting up schools, and then left." Wei Ting said.

Mu Qiong suddenly felt that what he had done was not enough.

Chongxin School's annual holiday is longer than that of Ping'an Middle School. They don't start school until the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. Wei Ting has just received money from Huo Ershao recently and is relatively busy, so they simply made an appointment on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month to visit the school.

For the next few days, Muqiong's life went on as usual.

But some people's lives are not the same as before.

In the concession, you can't see street children, but there are quite a few outside the concession.

Amao is a street child.

He has been wandering for several years, and he always feels that he will die at any moment.If it wasn't for the fact that he still had a younger sister to raise, he really wanted to jump into the river and finish it off.

After all, as long as you die, you don't have to starve and suffer from cold.

But in that case, what about my sister?

He can only live.

Seeing that the temperature is getting warmer, Amao feels much better - when the weather gets hot, he doesn't have to suffer from the cold, he just needs to go hungry.

On this day, Amao was waiting at the back door of a restaurant as usual.

The restaurant clerk would dump unwanted soup into the slop bucket by the back door, and he could always find something to eat here.

Unfortunately, he was unlucky today, and the swill bucket was occupied by an adult beggar.

He couldn't beat this adult beggar, so he could only leave the alley with one step at a time.

He went out from the alley, walked along the corner, and was planning to look for food elsewhere, but a female student stopped him: "Hey, kid."

Amao raised his head and looked at the female student, shaking uncontrollably—it would be no good if they were stopped.

Some people even like to catch them and beat them.

He had a companion who was beaten to death by a drunk man.

Amao wanted to run a little bit, but he didn't dare to run... His body trembled more and more.

But the female student didn't hit him, instead she took out a bun and handed it to him: "Here you are."

Amao didn't dare to pick it up at all.

His hands are so dirty, how can he hold such a white bun?

However, the steamed stuffed bun was so delicious... His eyes were fixed on the steamed stuffed bun, unable to move away, and he began to swallow saliva.

"Eat." The female student said again.

Even if the female student was playing tricks on her, Amao didn't care.He quickly snatched the steamed stuffed bun, and then took a bite.

The buns were hot, and he even bit into the meat!This is a meat bun!

Amao's eyes widened. He had found a piece of shredded pork in the slop bucket before, but he had never eaten such a delicious meat bun.

He took another bite, and his eyes suddenly became sour.

He didn't cry when he was grabbing food from the dog, and he didn't cry when he was about to freeze to death in winter, but now, he wanted to cry.

Amao knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to the female student, got up and ran.

He wants his sister to taste the meat buns.