The system invites me to be a teacher

"Since the technical aspect is fine, the money matter..."

Confucius and Mencius smiled and said, "That's why I need two days."

"Really? Tell me about your plan."

Talking about the understanding of his son, Confucius admitted that he was second, and no one dared to say first.

Confucius and Mencius had just graduated from university, and he certainly didn't have much money in his hands. He vowed to make sure that he could raise enough funds within two days. He should think of other methods.

Sure enough, Confucius said: "Dad, this is what I think. Since our family doesn't have enough money, why don't you consider getting someone else to do it together?

I heard Renzi said that 90% of the people in our village today planted purple grapes, 8 yuan to 8 hairs, our family has experience and still lose money, other families will definitely lose more.

Therefore, the establishment of the winery is not the only one who gets benefits. As long as we explain the situation to others and ensure everyone's profit, I believe that many people are willing to pay the money.

I have roughly calculated that there are 105 households in Kongjia Village. As long as half of them are willing to pay, there will be 52 households. The average of 200,000 households is less than 5,000.

The money is not much, but it can guarantee that our own grapes will not be sold at a low price, and there will be additional dividends. If it were me, I would definitely not refuse!"

Unexpectedly, after listening to his son's words, Confucius's spirit and spirit that had recovered a lot of time wilted again.

He looked at Confucius and smiled bitterly: "Mencius, knowing that something happened at home, you can think of this method in a short time, it is much better than me.

You know, it took three days for your dad to get a general idea."

Hearing what his father said, Confucius' heart sank.

He frowned: "Isn't this way?"

Father Kong said: "It's not impossible. In fact, through my lobbying, 32 families in the village have agreed to invest money..."

After speaking, he paused: "It may be that your brother didn't make it clear to you that the gap of 200,000 does not include this investment."

"This..." Kong and Meng stunned, and things were obviously beyond his expectations.

He looked at his father suspiciously: "Dad, didn't Xiaoren say that starting a winery will only cost 500,000 yuan? Isn't our family even able to get 300,000 yuan?

I remember my mom said that when we sold out purple grapes last year, our family already had more than 700,000 dollars, right?"

Father Confucius said: "You are not in charge and you don't know that chai rice is expensive. That's right, after the grapes were sold last year, our family did have this number.

But just building a house will cost 450,000. Which of the 500 acres of grape seedlings, fertilization, watering, and cutting does not need to be paid for?From the beginning of the year to now, your dad and I have smashed in 150,000.

After the new house is built, the furniture has to be added, right?Your mother has saved a lot, and 50,000 yuan is just barely stopping."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Sure enough, I don't know, this break, the Kong family's working capital is even less than 50,000.

Seeing that his son's face was ugly, Confucius comforted him: "It's okay, your father thinks of a solution for money matters.

As long as the technical problems can be solved, I believe your dad's old bone still has some face in Kongjia Village.

Don't talk about this, go to dinner first"

When the food is on the table, Confucius will talk with Confucius and Mencius, and Kong Mu and Kong Ren's faces are also much better.

Kong Ren looked at his brother with admiration: "Brother, I didn't expect you to know not only medicine but also wine making?"

Father Kong was taken aback: "Medical skills?"

Kong Ren nodded: "Dad, you don't know, Mom can wake up quickly, not the hospital's credit, but my brother's massage..."

He explained the hospital's affairs carefully, and seeing his father looking at him with piercing eyes, Confucius and Mencius quickly explained:

"When I was in college, one of my classmates was in medical school. I listened to what he said about the theory of Chinese medicine. I was curious to study Chinese medicine for a few days. He was able to rescue my mother. Most of it was due to luck... …"

Confucius did not believe it: "Really? That classmate? Why haven't I heard you say it before?"

"I know from university, Dad, do I have to lie to you about this?"

Father Confucius wanted to continue to ask. Mother Kong stared and interrupted: "Hey, it's time to eat, my son finally came back, are you as interesting as a prisoner?"

After she finished speaking, she said to Confucius and Mencius: "Mencius, ignore your dad. If you can help him solve the problem of wine making, he should burn the fragrance.

As for the money, you don’t have to worry about it. The big deal is that we will mortgage the house. I don’t dare to say that if it’s too much, 200,000 is fine."

Seeing that his father was reluctant to ask his mother in two sentences, Kong and Meng smiled and said, "Dad, mom, my son doesn't have much money now, but Zhiyuan's treatment is good. I believe it will not take long for our family's economic situation to improve. ."

After the family said this back and forth, Confucius and Mencius found that the situation at home did not seem so bad, and even brought him back a lot.

Confucius waved his hand: "You only need to teach your own book, and I never planned to use your money."

Kong Ren asked curiously: "Brother, I heard that the Zhiyuan school you went to is an aristocratic school. It should be almost the same if the salary is over 10,000 a month!"

Confucius and Mencius said: "You look down on your brother too, right?"

As he spoke, he stretched out three fingers: "My current basic salary is 30,000. If you add in the course fee, 50,000 should not be a big problem."

Cough cough cough...

Kong Ren choked directly with the vegetable in his mouth. He took the water from his mother and drank it for a long time before he recovered.

"50,000 a month? I have always felt that growing grapes at home must make more money than teaching you. It turned out that I was deceiving myself."

Kong's mother didn't believe it: "Mencius, is it so profitable to be a teacher? Erga in our village is also a teacher. I heard that his monthly bonus is less than 5,000."

Confucius explained with a smile: "Mom, teachers and teachers are not the same. At the school I was in, the minimum requirement was a master's degree from 211 University, so your son would be recruited by special talent because of his extraordinary talents. Don’t even think about becoming others."

Mother Kong became proud in an instant: "Of course, don't look at whose son it is."

Confucius had other views: "The main reason is that the name is good. Confucius, Mencius, Mencius, and Mencius, you will know that they are scholars."

As he said, he looked at his second son with a little frustration: "I knew this. When I first named my name, I should stick to my opinion and call you Kong Xun, Kong Yan or Kong Zhu. Look at you now. Dealing with nothing else."

Kong Ren: "?"

Because of the high wages of Confucius and Mencius, the family finally came out of the shadow of unsalable grapes. For this reason, Confucius deliberately took out the old wine that he had collected for many years.

After eating, Confucius and Mencius returned to his bedroom.

Pulling out a notebook from the box, he decided to sort out the experience of grape brewing and give it to his father.

That's right, the method of vinification of grapes is also from the system [Study Case Encyclopedia] [Winemaking Technology Learning Case].

Knowing from his younger brother that his father had a problem with the winemaking process, Confucius and Mencius immediately searched and activated it.

As expected, the knowledge in it far exceeded his expectations.

Wine Technology Study Casecovers the brewing process of various wines, especially wine, with extremely detailed explanations, and even several special brewing secrets.

As long as the father strictly follows the method written by himself, there is no problem with making pure wine.

Halfway through the writing, his mobile phone rang suddenly, and Confucius and Meng were taken aback. It was actually... Fang Qiong?