Shen Tang: "..."
Only after hearing this did she realize what the clans were plotting.
So they had come to freeload on teacher training?
After all, the guidance of a Sixteenth Rank Grand Shang Zao was no roadside cabbage. It was a scarce resource—once you passed this village, there would be no shop ahead. No wonder the clans were tempted. Could these clans be itching for a beating, daring to take advantage of her? Where would she find the time to take on disciples?
She was just about to refuse, but stopped after another thought.
Her inner abacus clattered away.
These youths weren't very old, and they looked quite obedient. Weren't they ready-made laborers? Since these clans had eagerly delivered them to her door, why shouldn't she squeeze them for all they were worth? Whether they were useful or not, she could occasionally offer a few pointers. Even if they made no progress, she could claim their comprehension was poor and that it had nothing to do with her. Could the clans really make trouble with her over that?
They wouldn't dare, even with ten times the courage!
Shen Tang deliberately made things difficult. "This... doesn't seem appropriate, does it?"
Yet her gaze swept over the fresh little chives, a sharp glint in her eyes as she calculated where to toss them so she could squeeze them properly.
When in Rome, do as the Romans do. She didn't keep idlers or useless trash under her command. Once these tender little chives entered her territory, they naturally had to follow her rules. Every little chive swept by Shen Tang's gaze lowered their head, their expressions faintly tinged with resentment.
Shen Tang understood completely.
What child liked having their parents sign them up for extra tutoring?
"There is nothing inappropriate about it."