A Different Kind of Scholar

However, he was annoyed at those who looked down on his cart.

They were all country bumpkins anyway. If they were so superior, why didn't they ride a carriage?

"Yes, then you'd better not change it! Your cart is the only ride from our village!" The woman hurriedly said.

Old Man Shi was about to argue with her.

"That's right. I think this is nice. That scholar surnamed Lin is just pretentious!" Another woman said.

When Old Man Shi heard this, his expression softened.

"Hey, little girl, do you know the scholar?" The woman asked Lin Xiaoyue.

Lin Xiaoyue smiled.

"Yes. He's Old Man Lin's fifth son. He's studying at Qingyun Academy in town." She didn't mention her relationship with Lin Yuanshan.

"Qingyun Academy. Oh, my nephew is also studying there. I heard that it costs five taels of silver per quarter!" The woman's expression was exaggerated as she gestured with her hands.

The other woman was surprised.

"So much?!"