Was Zhou Wanwan His Final Disciple?

Zhou Wanwan is Dean Zhu's last disciple, so naturally she is not on the list of students at the White Deer Academy.

This was also Dean Zhu to protect Zhou Wanwan, because Zhou Wanwan is too young, and some people will inevitably look down on her because of her age.

Moreover, Dean Zhu's last disciple makes him even more convincing.

Therefore, very few people in the entire White Deer Academy know who Zhou Wanwan is.

They naturally didn't believe it.

Luo Shuang walked in with a group of people, and said with a faint smile:

"Oh! Isn't this Luo Xue's master? Don't you think you're so great?"

They're actually setting up fortune-telling stalls in front of the White Deer Academy now?

That's absolutely embarrassing! Didn't you say you were so great?

Did they really think I'd definitely get into the White Deer Academy? I can't believe I didn't even get through the gates! How pathetic!

Several women nearby asked, "Who is this? He shouldn't be from our academy, right?"

Luo Shuang snorted coldly and said, "Of course it's not from our academy. How could our academy be so shameless as to set up a stall at the academy gate?"

"Zhou Wanwan, are you out of your mind? And Luo Xue, is your mistress setting up a fortune-telling stall? Why didn't she have her own fortune told?"

Luo Shuang burst into laughter upon thinking about all this.

Luo Xue glanced at her indifferently and said, "You should worry about yourself! The Luo Family's business has been plummeting lately, hasn't it?"

Luo Shuang said coldly:

"What does this have to do with you? Whether the family business is doing well or not has nothing to do with you."

Father said that all the family's fertile fields and shops will be mine from now on; you can't ask for a single penny.

Luo Xue said calmly, "Really? I didn't want it either! Then you should just mind your own business!"

Luo Xue didn't say much. Luo Shuang was really overthinking things. How could those uncles and elders in the Luo family be so easy to deal with?

They had already secretly taken action against their family long ago; Luo Xue had been bribing the clan members beforehand.

Although they had two girls, the clan had received benefits from them, so naturally they wouldn't do anything to them.

But were Master Luo and Luo Shuang really cut out for business?

And they always act superior; how could the tribe possibly respect them?

Luo Shuang snorted coldly:

You'd better take care of your stomach!

"How pitiful, this child was born a fatherless bastard, he might as well be dead."

Luo Xue looked at her coldly and said, "Luo Shuang, you've gone too far!"

Luo Shuang ignored her.

Then Dean Zhu came out of the inner room, smiling at Zhou Wanwan, and said, "Wanwan, what brings you here?"

Zhou Wanwan smiled faintly and said:

"I just wanted you to be my witness!"

I bet them that the prices of grain and salt would drop in a few days, but they didn't believe me.

Dean Zhu looked at them and asked, "So, what are we betting on?"

Zhou Wanwan turned to look at them and asked, "What do you want to bet on?"

The salt merchant gritted his teeth and said:

"Then let's bet big; small bets aren't very interesting."

However, I think you're just a child, and I'm afraid you can't produce anything decent.

The salt merchants nearby couldn't help but laugh, "That's right! We've been keeping an eye on a child's antics. Alright, alright, let's all go home!"

Someone cupped their hands in greeting to Dean Zhu and said, "It's really kind of you, Dean Zhu, to make this trip."

Dean Zhu said calmly, "That's no trouble at all. After all, Zhou Wanwan is my last disciple, so it's only right that she come."

Everyone was stunned. Luo Shuang wondered if she had misheard, "What did the dean just say? Zhou Wanwan is his last disciple?"

"I think I heard that too. No way? A six-year-old child, actually accepted as the headmaster's last disciple? This is simply unbelievable."

The salt merchants were completely dumbfounded.

Zhou Wanwan looked at them and said, "If you want to bet big, I'll bet big with you, but how big? You decide, okay?"

The leading salt merchant burst into laughter. "I've never seen anyone so confident. Do you know how much money we have?"

Zhou Wanwan shook her head and said, "I don't know, and I don't want to know. What difference would it make if I did know?"

Zhou Wanwan is quite scared now. If the trees in her yard hear her, those guys won't care.

They might just tear their old house down tonight.

That won't do; one should always be more humble.

Lately, those tree trunks have gotten used to this kind of thing, and late at night they all want to go for a stroll in the city, but Zhou Wanwan stops them.

We have plenty of money and houses, so why bring all of other people's houses back with us?

Of course, those like Madam Shen brought it upon themselves.

They were always up to wicked ideas, so Zhou Wanwan just let them have their way.

The salt merchant looked at Zhou Wanwan and said, "Since you want us to name our price, then how about this! I'll offer five million taels."

Other salt merchants also chimed in, "I'll offer one million taels!"

I'll offer three million taels.

"Isn't this a sure win? Then I'll bet five million taels."

"Then I'll join in the fun and offer two million taels!"

The grain merchants also came over and said, "Then we'll join in the fun! I'll offer two million taels."

I'll offer one million taels.

I'll offer 500,000 taels.

"Then I'll join in the fun, three million taels."

Zhou Wanwan looked at them and asked, "Anyone else wanting to raise the stakes?"

New orders keep coming in, Zhou Wanwan said with a smile:

"You guys actually dare to gamble? Fine! Since that's the case, I'll tell you."

You want silver, I can give it to you, but what I want is not silver.

What I need are grain, quilts, and medicine. If you lose, you'll have to give me these things.

Do you dare to bet?

Those people were stunned. They were all planning to gamble, but they never expected Zhou Wanwan to make such a request.

But what are these people afraid of?

The leading salt merchant said, "Let's gamble then! It's just grain, right? We don't lack grain at all."

"We can afford to lose over a million taels of silver worth of grain. We have granaries in the capital; we can't even finish eating that much grain."

"What's the big deal? We have granaries all over the country, including Dongshan Prefecture."

Zhou Wanwan looked at them and said, "Since we've reached an agreement, then it's settled. Let's write down the contract and sign it."

Zhou Wanwan didn't trust these people; only a signed agreement would be valid.

Zhou Wanwan wrote down the contract directly, and dozens of people around her copied it down for Zhou Wanwan.

In no time, they had copied over 100 copies. Zhou Wanwan looked at them and said, "Take a good look at these conditions first. If there are no problems, then sign and put your fingerprints on them."

These contracts were unconventional; they clearly and explicitly stated what the people wanted.

Upon seeing this, all the people nodded in agreement and signed their names.