"Seventy jade coins!"
Xin Fat Man used a series of huge exclamation marks on his letter paper, and even through the thin sheet, Zheng Qing seemed to see a chubby face tinged with blue, flinging saliva everywhere:
"Do you know what the pure profit of your little shop for a whole year is? Less than thirty jade coins! And now you're watching seventy jade coins slip between your fingers... You need to be a public-funded student for seven consecutive years to earn that much money back! Did you know that?"
"Does the school have continuous seven-year public-funded students?!"
Zheng Qing wasn't sure about other academies, but Jiuyou Academy certainly didn't have continuous seven-year public-funded students—those who could become public-funded students at Jiuyou Academy must have top-notch exam scores, with no risk of repeating grades, and naturally wouldn't stay at school for seven consecutive years.
