Chapter 269: Borrowing Another Hundred Years from Heaven (Part 3)

"Sister Xue, if you don't dislike it, you can move to the National Academy of Studies, there are many empty houses there."

"Thank you Mr. Tang for your kindness, I'm used to living here, and I don't want to move around." Gongsun Xue couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his eyes when he saw that Tang Hao didn't answer his question, but he didn't ask any questions, since others were unwilling to answer, there was no point in continuing to ask.

"Sister Xue, you may not know that Xiaoyu is already a full honor student of the National Arts Pavilion, and she can get a large scholarship when the time comes, and you don't want her to suffer with you, if you don't want to distract her, I'll build yƬ You better go together, there's no need to flow down here, in case this fat old man is coming to harass you, right?"

Gongsun Xue glanced at Peng Xiaoyu beside him, and was just about to speak.

"Thank you Brother Tang for your kindness, since my mother is unwilling to move, I will live here with my mother, it's okay Brother Tang, it's a big deal that I'll just lock the door when the time comes."

Looking at Peng Xiaoyu with an innocent face, Gongsun Xue sighed in her heart.

"Mr. Tang, I promise you."

At this time, in front of the National Art Museum, Zhou Bowen was walking back and forth outside with a ring ruler in his hand with a comfortable face, as many people really received their salaries, as well as the mutual propaganda of many literary patriots, the number of people who came here to sign up not only did not decrease, but increased day by day, and finally had to limit the number of people who signed up every day, so as not to tire out the old scholars, and some got tuition subsidies, and students wearing Hanfu walked out of it proudly.

Displayed in front of these students, these Hanfu have undergone some improvements, not only maintaining the characteristics of Hanfu, but also making Hanfu more light and breathable, not only without that sense of cumbersomeness, but adding a different kind of handsomeness and beauty.

Seeing these guys swaggering in modified Hanfu, those who took the exam were all envious, jealous and hateful.

The students swaggered around outside and walked back to school.

Zhou Bowen naturally will not stop this kind of propaganda, and the ring ruler he holds in his hand is naturally not used to hit the palm of the student's hand, but to maintain a characteristic, the good savings are retained, and the bad ones are naturally removed.

After Tang Hao's persuasion, those lecturers spoke very politely, no longer dealing with it roughly, in essence, Tang Hao didn't use any method, it was nothing more than a fictitious title, lecturer, all the current in-service teachers, in fact, are just those old scholars who used to study, 120 people, just trainee lecturers, really want to become a lecturer, you have to go through Zhou Bowen, the monthly salary of intern lecturers is only 10,000, and the salary of formal lecturers is 30,000, if it is a master level, the monthly salary is 100,000, As for the deputy curator, it is at least 1 million monthly salary.

It is famous and advantageous, and it can also promote Chinese culture, which is naturally warmly sought after by these people.

Zhou Bowen, who was walking back and forth, saw a taxi parked in front of him, and just about to ask, Tang Hao walked out of it.

"Haha, Master Tang, you let me find it easy, quick, quick, those students are still waiting for you to speak, I've been looking for you for a day." As soon as he saw Tang Hao, Zhou Bowen couldn't wait to come over, grabbed Tang Hao's hand, and walked inside.

"Old Zhou, wait a minute, I still have a few friends."

"Oh? Mr. Tang's friend must be a great talent. Zhou Bowen nodded with a smile, and was stunned when he looked at the three people who walked out of the car.

"Master Tang, no need to introduce, I know Old Zhou." Hong Chengfeng seemed to be very familiar with Zhou Bowen, and he stepped forward to say hello to Zhou Bowen very naturally.

"Hehe, Brother Hong Cheng." Zhou Bowen also nodded with a smile, his tone was a little polite, it seems that Zhou Bowen is still a little distant from Chinese people learning Western arts.

"This is Gongsun Xue, Peng Xiaoyu's mother, as for Peng Xiaoyu and Zhou Lao, I guess I don't need to introduce it."

"This nature, this nature." Zhou Bowen nodded.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, why don't you come to the Chinese Academy to study, and leave without saying hello to the lecturer?" Zhou Bowen is like this, even if he came with Tang Hao, Zhou Bowen is absolutely iron-faced and selfless, and he is not sentimental at all.

Seeing Zhou Bowen's expression instantly cold, Peng Xiaoyu immediately lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou, the student was wrong."

"Well, don't be like this next time." Regarding Peng Xiaoyu's lack of quibbles, or taking Tang Hao out to talk about things, Zhou Bowen was obviously a little satisfied and nodded.

"And you, Master Tang, you are the deputy director of our National Art Museum, so it's not good to go out so blatantly."

"Haha, the weather is good today, Sister Xue, you come with me, and I will arrange a dormitory for you." Tang Hao snorted, pulled Peng Xiaoyu and hurriedly walked inside.

"Brother Zhou, the younger brother has taken his leave first." Hong Chengfeng arched his hand at Zhou Bowen and followed quickly inside.

"This." Zhou Bowen looked at Tang Hao's back, couldn't help but shake his head, and then laughed again: "This little slippery head." ā€

After entering the Chinese Academy of Studies, there were many people who greeted Tang Hao, looking at their faces full of admiration and admiration, obviously the people who had heard Tang Hao's speech at the door.

"Teacher Tang." Not far away, a young man's voice was loud, and before the person arrived, the voice had already arrived.

"Li Yunfei? Are you here? At this time, Li Yunfei changed into a Hanfu, and the modified Hanfu looked more and more handsome and elegant, quite a bit of ancient chivalrous style, but he didn't carry a sword behind his back.

"Teacher Tang." Li Yunfei walked over, bent down, and bowed to Tang Hao as a student to see the teacher.

"This etiquette is understood so quickly." Tang Hao was smiling.

"It's all the teacher taught well, to be honest, just came to the Chinese Academy of Studies, I thought it was all about learning some pedantic, like the eight strands of text, like chewing wax, tasteless, in fact, the students stayed for a day, they found that it was different, the knowledge learned, the miscellaneous, the students really felt honored, to learn the real spiritual wealth of my Chinese in their lifetime, and the students also heard a few teachers said, this qiē is all created by Mr. Tang, after the students heard about it, it is really admired by the five bodies to the ground, It is the honor of our students to have the great talent of teachers in Huaxia, and it is also the luck of our Chinese culture and even the whole of China. ā€

"Okay, don't be a sycophant, you'll fly if you're slapping me." Tang Hao smiled, and then said.

"This beauty is your future classmate Peng Xiaoyu, this is her mother Gongsun Xue, and this is Hong Chengfeng Hong Lao, a great master of Chinese and Western medicine." When Hong Chengfeng heard that Tang Hao introduced him like this, he was so frightened that he wanted to shake his hand and deny it again and again, a real big country was standing beside him, how dare Hong Chengfeng claim to be a big country.

"Hello Miss Yu, hello Sister Xue, hello Hong Lao." Li Yunfei nodded to the three of them, his words were polite and polite, but compared to Tang Hao, he seemed a little distant.

"Okay, no nonsense, I'll take them to the dormitory first."

"Okay, Teacher Tang, you guys go slowly." Li Yunfei nodded.

"This young man is quite handsome, but he is quite a good match for Xiaoyu." Hong Chengfeng was laughing happily on the side.

"Okay, Elder Hong, don't make a mess on the sidelines." A few people soon came to a dormitory building in front of the Chinese Academy of Studies, the environment here is very good, pavilions and buildings, birds and flowers, very much with the atmosphere of ancient buildings, but not like ancient buildings, it seems lifeless, after integrating into the modern style, so that the first time to see the dormitory building in front of people, will not help but light up.

At this time, there are already a lot of students living on campus, and the student building is naturally not suitable for this side, only the lecturer's dormitory, Tang Hao, as the deputy director, also enjoys some privileges, and this independent small courtyard naturally belongs to him alone.

"You guys stay here for a while, Xiaoyu, after you help your mother clean up the room, remember to go to the school to take classes, so as not to talk about it again."

"Hmm." Peng Xiaoyu nodded, with a happy smile on her face.

As a modern girl who loves ancient poetry and painting, the house in front of her is like a dream, which makes her both like it and a little excited.

After coming out, Hong Chengfeng on the side was a little depressed.

"Where do I live?"

"Where are your wives and children?"

"The old man has a lonely life, and he doesn't need a wife and children, those are all burdens." Speaking of this, Hong Chengfeng was proud.

"It's really unfilial piety not to think about inheritance for parents and ancestors, and it's really rude to be proud of it."

"Okay, Master Tang, I know that you are highly educated, so don't ridicule me, tell me quickly, where do I live, and what am I going to do, I don't have any work."

Looking at Hong Chengfeng in front of him, Tang Hao was not only in awe, but also couldn't help but feel that the old Chinese medicine doctor in front of him was a little stupid, he had paid his whole life for Chinese medicine, and he didn't know if it was worth it.

"That's it, Hong Lao, it just so happens that I am also going to open a Chinese medicine hall, so I will set Yanjing as the first one, and then from Yanjing to Xijiang, to Zhonghai, and then all over China, what do you think?"

"This is naturally good, the old man doesn't believe it, the dignified Chinese Chinese medicine is not even comparable to a foreign Western medicine."

"Let's go, I'll take you to buy a house and open a Chinese medicine hall now."

"Go now?" Hong Chengfeng looked a little surprised.

"If you don't go now, do you still have to pick an auspicious day for the zodiac to open a good day?"

"Hehe, the old man understands, Master Tang thinks that the old man's life is not long, indeed, if I don't hurry up, maybe I won't be able to wait for the day when the Chinese medicine hall will open all over China."

Looking at Hong Chengfeng's somewhat lonely look, Tang Hao was suddenly happy.

"Don't worry, Elder Hong, stay with me, I don't dare to say that you will be immortal, but at least it is no problem for you to live to be a hundred years old."

"Live to be a hundred years old?" Hong Chengfeng looked stunned.

"yes, are you too little?"

"It's really a little little, because the old man is just 100 years old this year." Hearing Hong Chengfeng's words, it was Tang Hao's turn to be a little speechless this time.

Tianhong Building because the developer ran away, after the completion of the project, the loan to the bank could not be repaid, has been shot three times in a row have been miscarried, the reason is not his, the price is too high, a 10-storey ordinary low-rise building will be 2 billion, although it is in Yanjing, but such a price is too outrageous, the second is that the flow of people here is too small, there is no practical significance to buy, the city government was originally going to move here, and then it has not been relocated, Many developers would rather fence off the land than throw money here.

So until now, only Tianhong Building is a lonely building here, 20 kilometers away from the suburbs, such a distance, and it is very desolate here, naturally no one wants to come down.