Captain Qin pondered seriously for a moment and felt that there was some feasibility in the idea.
However, he immediately thought of another problem.
"That Mr. Rong, he's here to recuperate... he might not be willing."
Who would teach another person for no reason?
"What's the issue with that... I see that his health doesn't seem to be so frail that he'd faint, what's wrong with teaching? Besides, we won't let him teach for nothing, we'll give him some food. His family has the old, young, and infirm, and there's only Qin Ye doing the work, they're surely in need."
She even thought seriously for a moment, "Just give twenty jin of cornmeal!"
To her, twenty jin of cornmeal was quite a lot.
That Qin Ye's father-in-law was idle anyway, teaching her son could earn him twenty jin of cornmeal; wasn't that a good thing?
Even Captain Qin thought it was about right.
However, to be more secure, he thought for a moment, "How about, we add ten yuan?"
