Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was already mid-August.
Of the academies Wenren Luoshui had proposed establishing, only the medical academy and culinary academy had officially begun enrolling students.
The medical academy had been able to find enough teachers because quite a few ghosts in her Begonia Garden had been doctors while alive.
When they heard she wanted to establish a medical academy in ancient times, they were delighted. After taking physical form, they all rushed over to apply.
As for the culinary academy, her Begonia Garden also had two or three ghosts who had been cooks while alive.
But the embroidery academy had yet to find any teachers, let alone start enrolling students.
Embroidery skills were generally never passed on to outsiders. Her wish to find teachers willing to teach strangers for free sounded like a tale from the Arabian Nights to them.
In ancient times, having a craft meant having a livelihood for life.
Who would willingly teach outsiders the skills that put food on their table for free?
Besides, becoming an apprentice in ancient times did not mean someone could kowtow, become a master's disciple, and immediately begin learning.
Usually, apprentices first had to serve their master and his wife. Only when the master was satisfied and in a good mood would he offer them a pointer or two.
Yet Wenren Luoshui now wanted them to act like schoolteachers, explaining and teaching strangers the skills that fed them, step by step.
Dream on!
Since she simply could not recruit anyone in that field, Wenren Luoshui replaced embroidery with something else.
Fortunately, there were plenty of transmigrators in Begonia Garden. Once she got things going, more than half its ghosts were roped into teaching at her academies.
The academies she had established now offered systematic