Did the Queen’s Vest Fall Out?

"The family is hungry and full, and of course they don't have the conditions to send their children to study." Shen Ci had a deep understanding of this.

His family was also poor when he was a child, and there was no spare money for him to study. Probably in search of a way out, his parents sent him to his master's house, hoping that he would learn a trade.

The chef's skills were learned from the chefs in the Qing palace, and his temperament is naturally similar to those of those old antiques. I have been childless for most of my life. When I get old, I remember that I have no one to inherit my skills, so I think about taking on an apprentice.

It is said that it is apprenticeship, but it is actually the same as adoption.

When he was five years old, he followed his master and started washing and picking vegetables for three years. He didn't start to learn to cut vegetables formally until he was eight years old.

The master had a bad temper and hated people being lazy. In the dead of winter, he even made him dip his hands in the cold well water to wash things. When he was in a bad mood, he would just pull out the firewood and slap it on his back!

How could anyone else be willing to let their children suffer like this? If it weren't for the fact that the family couldn't survive, his parents wouldn't be so cruel.

Slowly, as time passed, the master became older and older, but Shen Ci's skills became more and more exquisite, and he became famous in the circle.

Later, the Shen family got the opportunity to make a fortune and became a famous family in the capital. I don’t know if it was because of his parents’ conscience, or because he was in a high position and had to pay attention to his reputation?

In short, his parents came to the master in person and wanted him to recognize his ancestor.

Shen Ci was pure and filial, and he treated his master with respect for decades. How could he agree to this? It was not until three years after his master left that he returned to the Shen family unhurriedly.

Recalling the hard work in the past, perhaps because of the wind, Shen Ci's eyes turned slightly red.

Decades later, he has never forgotten the days of learning skills at his master's home!

Among them, one thing is particularly clear:

When he was seven years old, he went out to buy groceries alone. He passed by the newly built school in the town and heard the clear and neat sound of reading coming from inside. He suddenly stopped and leaned on the iron railing to listen for a long time.

He can no longer remember what he was thinking at that time, but he only remembers the feeling of eagerly awaiting it, which scratched his heart and lungs.

Bai Qi continued: "Besides being nostalgic, there are still many children who cannot study for dozens of miles around here! Build a school so that they can all come here to study together."

Shen Ci looked at the open space in front of him and suddenly smiled: "If you can let the children here read, they will definitely thank you in the future."

"Just help, no need to be grateful."

Shen Ci added: "After studying hard in the cold window, as long as there are one or two people who stand out, I can still miss the past and come back to visit my hometown. The future of this place is promising!"

"Humph, that's weird!" An inappropriate voice suddenly broke in.

Bai Qi and Shen Ci looked at Li Beizhi at the same time. Seeing the disgusting expression on his hands on his hips, they asked, "What did you say?"

"I said, it's so nice outside. When they grow up, they won't come back and miss their hometown!" Li Beizhi's eyes rolled, "Besides, getting ahead? In today's society, where can you go without relying on connections? How can it be so easy to make a career out of nothing?"

Bai Qi smiled: "Maybe, someone else's future achievements will be higher than yours? You, a rich third generation, should stop talking."

"You also know that I am the third generation of the rich! Humph, Han Chuang has studied hard for ten years, and you want to surpass the efforts of generations of us? It's just a dream!"