Chapter 139: Negotiation

Besides, when he was taking music lessons, those few students were full of spiritual energy—this month they went to farm?

I really don't know what she's thinking!

If any of these kids were placed in Qing feng Institute, they'd definitely be outstanding!

If this continues, those kids will be ruined.

Jiang Yunchu lowered her head and smiled; she was in a good mood today, thinking those kids would accept her challenge, but she never expected they'd come for a negotiation.

This is what surprised her—it shows these kids aren't just rote learners; they've fully grasped how to flexibly apply book knowledge, which is far stronger than memorizing a hundred or a thousand books by rote.

"Really? I don't think so." Jiang Yunchu shrugged, then kindly pulled over a stool for Qing Feng Da Ru to sit, and poured him a cup of flower tea.

This flower tea was sent from the Zhuangzi; it smells fresh and fragrant, and also reduces internal heat and improves eyesight. Every week she has someone brew a pot.

"You're wasting their time, Yun chu. Agriculture can be skipped; their time should be spent on useful things." Qing Feng Da Ru smoothed his temper, then forced a smile to appear more amiable.

If the instructors of Qing feng Institute saw this, their eyeballs would practically pop out (if not stopped by their eye sockets).

When did Qing Feng Da Ru, usually as explosive as a gunpowder barrel, start speaking so nicely?

Over there, Master Ningguang and Master Kang Meng both pricked up their ears, waiting for the outcome here.

They had also advised her, but Jiang Yunchu didn't listen.

Moreover, the courses were just reallocated; their total number of classes is the same, with no fewer lessons—she simply bundled them together.

So they just let it be.

Now that they see Qing Feng Da Ru, they deliberately bring up the topic, hoping he'll persuade her.

Jiang Yunchu gave a half-smile, looking at the two people over there, then at Qing Feng Da Ru.

"Then tell me, who has spiritual energy?"

"Kang Zhi Chun, Kang Nai Xin, Kang Wu, Ning Hanmo, and Ning Qiancheng—they all have spiritual energy; arranging your lessons like this is wrong."

"Look at those outside academies—whose student isn't buried in books all day? The path of the imperial examinations is like a single-log bridge; thousands can't get past one person—how could you waste time like this?" Qing Feng Da Ru's words were urgent; if this were Qing feng Academy, he'd have directly scolded her as foolish.

But there's nothing he can do—this isn't his turf; he's merely a music instructor.

Jiang Yunchu tapped the tabletop, saying nothing; just as Qing Feng Da Ru was about to speak, she suddenly said, "They're here."

"Who?" Qing Feng Da Ru looked bewildered—what's the matter?

Master Ningguang looked toward the door.

Qing Feng Da Ru and Master Kang Meng are both true scholars.

Among the four great scholars, only Master Ningguang knows martial arts.

"Dean, may we come in?" Kang Zhi Chun knocked on the door, then stood outside and politely asked.

Jiang Yunchu nodded, then turned to Qing Feng Da Ru and said, "Please have a look; I'll give you an explanation shortly."

She feared that old man might get angry and cause trouble she couldn't afford to compensate for.

"I'll be watching!" Qing Feng Da Ru snorted coldly; earlier he thought this child was obedient, but now she seems to have grand ambitions.

Just like her mother!

"Dean, gentlemen." Ning Hanmo led four people inside; everyone first bowed to Jiang Yunchu, then to the three teachers.

Jiang Yunchu slightly nodded in return, then pointed to the opposite stool and said, "Please have a seat."

Ning Hanmo, Ning Qiancheng, Kang Wu, and Kang Zhi Chun were as she expected; but the last one, unexpectedly, was Kang Zhi Xia!

No idea how he got onto the negotiation team.

"Dean, although we're young, we've undergone half a year of training; we have considerable experience in both agricultural knowledge and fertilizer application."

Kang Zhi Xia spoke with a solemn expression, his usual carefree demeanor replaced by a hint of seriousness.

This time he had struggled long to earn this opportunity—he couldn't afford to mess it up.

"Here, I never look at age."

Jiang Yunchu took a light sip of tea, then slowly lowered her head.

"Over the past six months we've also gained some understanding of sandy soil; I'd like to know, Dean, what you intend to use this land for." Ning Qiancheng's face showed no expression, looking somewhat simple and frail, making one feel pity.

"To cultivate a new variety."

Jiang Yunchu raised her eyebrows; like someone impervious to persuasion, she seemed to have made up her mind—hard to sway!

The few little ones exchanged glances, and Ning Qiancheng chuckled, saying, "Since it's our task, whether we negotiate or not, whether we succeed or not, we need to understand this new variety's habits, how much fertilizer to apply, whether the process is complex or not, and whether we need to raise seedlings in advance."

Ning Qiancheng's words could be called professional—even a tenant farmer standing here might not think to ask so many questions.

After all, the subject of raising seedlings is offered at Chun Hua Xue Yuan.

Jiang Yunchu looked at Ning Qiancheng with interest—advancing by retreating, intriguing.

However, this is also the most efficient negotiation tactic: you must know the other side's needs to prescribe the right remedy.

Otherwise, it's just wasted effort.

"Ordinary farm manure doesn't need to be thick—just a light sprinkling; the soil doesn't need to be too soft, and seedlings should be raised in advance."

She answered all of Ning Qiancheng's recent questions, then turned her gaze to the five little ones opposite.

She hoped they'd continue to surprise her, rather than…

"We've made a rough calculation; since it's a test field, we need someone to record data daily—only real data can serve as your reference."

"Moreover, we need to hire workers to apply fertilizer—it saves time and makes inspection easier."

"For the sandy land, our people have already inquired; there's no price yet, but even these preliminaries already require money."

Ning Qiancheng held two sheets of paper—these were their recent statistics, showing where expenses would be incurred.

Jiang Yunchu nodded firmly upon hearing his words, saying, "What you say is correct, but these reasons aren't enough to shake my budget."

Over there, the few teachers exchanged glances.

It feels these kids have something about them; if it were them, they'd probably already agree by this point.

After all, we need to give the kids a chance to practice!

Qing Feng Da Ru also thought that way, but after thinking, he realized something was off.

He came to persuade Jiang Yunchu, not to assist Zhou in doing evil.

How is it that those kids failed to persuade Jiang Yunchu, yet they almost persuaded themselves?