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A moment later, the day's lesson was complete. Liu Qingyan closed the book and, with his hands behind his back, said, "Everyone should practice the three characters we learned today a few times at home. I will check next class!"
As the children packed up to leave, they turned around and noticed Yang Yichen had entered without them realizing. They immediately stood up straight and respectfully greeted him, "Hello, Master!"
In class, they referred to Yang Yichen as Master, but during playtime, they interacted freely with this older brother figure.
"Ah, hello everyone! You can go take a break now!"
At that moment, Liu Qingyan, who had been serious throughout the lesson, returned to his lively self and bounced over. "Brother Yang, how did I do?"
"Not bad, not bad. Keep up the good work! However, you could explain the meaning of each line in the Three Character Classic a bit more. Didn't I mention that during class?"
After receiving several suggestions, Liu Qingyan nodded eagerly like a chick pecking at rice. Yet he was still proud of the praise he had just received. "I will definitely teach well in the future!"
Then he dashed off to play with the other children!
Like a little rabbit, it was already quite an achievement for the seven-year-old to persistently teach other kids step by step, especially at such a playful age.
Little did Liu Qingxi and Liu Qingyan know that this childhood experience would cultivate his patience and develop his calm demeanor, which would play a crucial role in his future during the Imperial Examination and his career.
In the blink of an eye, only two people remained in the room.
In the spacious room, Liu Qingxi felt inexplicably crowded; there was a different atmosphere in the air.
Especially since the last time she had bumped into Yang Yichen while ice skating, being alone together always made her blush and feel fidgety.
Silently, Yang Yichen suddenly felt the same way. The faint fragrance in the air made his heart race as he stepped closer, unable to suppress his desire to be near her.
The air grew increasingly quiet.
"I..." Liu Qingxi.
"I" Yang Yichen.
The two spoke at the same time.
"You go first!"
"You go first!" They both said simultaneously again.
"Pfft~~~" They both laughed, easing the earlier awkwardness.
Liu Qingxi fiddled with the hem of her clothes: "Brother Yang, you go ahead, I don't have anything important to say!"
Yang Yichen cleared his throat, looking into Liu Qingxi's eyes: "I have good news for you, the hot pot restaurant has successfully opened!"
"Really? So soon?" It had only been twenty minutes! Even if the shop was already renovated, that was impressive!
"Of course! Why would I lie? Congratulations, you'll be getting your share soon!"
"Thank you! I was actually going to thank you just now!"
Although teaching the children was a bit tiring, it was also very enjoyable. It allowed Liu Qingyan to review while developing her expressive skills and cultivating a calm personality.
Most importantly, the selfless actions of the siblings won them unanimous goodwill from the people of Shili Pu Village. Even those who were envious or couldn't send their children felt touched.
After all, aside from the direct beneficiaries, most families had indirect benefits.
Now, the status of the siblings in Ten Li Pu was unshakeable. For example, if someone were to come to Liu Qingxi looking for trouble now, it wouldn't be necessary to do anything; just a word from her would bring men and women with hoes rushing in a large group, definitely scaring off the intruder in a panic.
Liu Qingxi understood that this was all thanks to Yang Yichen.
He taught Liu Qingyan that teaching one child is teaching, and teaching ten children is also teaching. However, he did not do that; instead, he used this method to ensure that everyone would extend their goodwill towards the siblings, safeguarding their status in the Village.
Perhaps now, Liu Qingxi's words would elicit a response even more enthusiastic than that of the village chief, Zhang Wuliang.
Everything was unspoken; at this moment, silence spoke louder than words. Yang Yichen's inaction only made Liu Qingxi feel more embarrassed.
The atmosphere grew increasingly awkward, mixed with a hint of chill.
The girl's formal gratitude gradually calmed Yang Yichen's racing heart. This feeling was unclear and indescribable; he simply did not like her being so polite.
Trying hard to ignore Liu Qingxi's unusual behavior, she waved her hand and pretended to be generous. "Alright, alright, I won't say much more about gratitude. I'll think of something delicious to make for you and Aunt Wen later!"
"Then I'll be looking forward to it! By the way, I haven't told you how much money we made from the hot pot. The account book isn't here, but I have a rough estimate!"
"How much?" Liu Qingxi asked eagerly!
At first, she didn't care about the profits, but after accepting them and signing a contract, that thirty percent profit belonged to her. How could she not be concerned?
"We just opened for business, so not many people know about us yet. But after deducting materials and other expenses, we made about fifty to sixty taels in revenue!"
Pfft~~~ Liu Qingxi almost spat out her saliva, wiping her mouth where there was no drool. She widened her round eyes and stammered, "How much?"
Fifty to sixty taels? Even fifty taels seemed like a lot to her right now!
"How... how did you manage that?" This was simply astonishing!
If we take fifty or sixty taels as an average of fifty taels, then thirty percent profit would be fifteen taels. Considering one wen is roughly equivalent to two dollars in purchasing power, that amounts to thirty thousand dollars!!!
Huh??? Thirty thousand dollars? Daily income of thirty thousand! In modern times, as a white-collar worker, she wouldn't even make that much in a month. In this place she had previously looked down upon so much, there was actually such a high income.
Thirty thousand, not three thousand, not three hundred! No way, no way, she needs to calm her racing heart before it jumps out!
The girl paced back and forth, constantly patting her chest, murmuring, "This can't be real, can it? Am I really that rich? If I calculate it this way, my annual income exceeds ten million!"
Goodness, is she really this wealthy? Forgive her for being so money-minded!
However, in someone’s eyes, her demeanor was both adorable and genuine.
About a quarter of an hour later, Liu Qingxi returned to normal: "Brother Yang, how did you do it? Even if the prices are a bit high, the profit shouldn't exceed two or three times at most—four times is pushing it. It can't be this much!"
Could it be that Biqi Town has such strong purchasing power?
"Our hotpot is one of a kind. I use the freshest ingredients, the finest charcoal, and the best decor to provide customers with the most comfortable environment. Naturally, customers flock here!"
The hotpot restaurant has around thirty tables. At first, there weren't many people since it had just opened. But with such cold weather and such a warm way of eating, word spread within two hours.
The queues were so long that people couldn’t even get a seat. On average, each table served about one or two groups of customers; each table could accommodate at least four batches of guests. Plus, there were takeout orders as well. Altogether, the gross income exceeded a hundred taels. After deducting costs, the net income was conservatively estimated at fifty to sixty taels.
Meanwhile, Youth was overjoyed and chatted happily.
However, the heads of Yang Residence and Wan Mansion in Biqi Town couldn't find anything to laugh about as they heard the sound of porcelain shattering all around them!
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