The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The old man is really caring!

Yan Lao Er was very moved.

But it is not.

As an uncle, he has a lot of reputation in the family.

The eldest nephew has nothing but respect for him.

Today, a roommate.

If it turns out that he is a scumbag among the scumbags, what should he do with this face.

Master Tian asked him what books he had brought, and asked him to bring the bookcase in the afternoon.

He had just heard Yan Er recite the notes, and he thought there was no problem with the notes, but Yan Er's recitation was a bit messy, so it's better to take a look.

"There is also this character, you need to practice more, not force it." Mr. Tian's precise comment: "Don't pursue neat and neat characters too much, you need to know one character for each person, the handwriting is the heart, don't be too harsh, let nature take its course Can."

Yan Laoer is now the eldest master Tian, ​​and he can say anything.

Nodding hastily.

He consciously dealt with the matter of studying.

I also understood the meaning of the old man's words.

Mr. Tian should be saying that he should go to school obediently for a few days first, if he is really not good at learning, then Mr. Tian can go and talk to his elder brother.

As for Hou Ya who passed twice in this day, well, it should be.

You have to put on a show.

It can't be that everyone else is studying hard, he is not idle.

Avoiding other people to open a small stove alone is the sympathy of the elder, for fear that he will be exposed in front of his classmates...

My lord, good man!

Unexpectedly, he would pass the exam on the first day of enrollment, which made his original plan of step-by-step progress die before he could succeed.

But it's okay, there are still a few days left, and he will definitely redouble his efforts to get close to the elder.

Find the right time and urge the materials...

...

Yan Laoer returned beaming.

Several students were whispering.

"It must be that the article is well done and won the praise of the master."

"I heard that the Elder Master once said that Yan Hushu will end next year, and that one's career will be guaranteed..."

"Just now I peeked at Yan Xiangheng's article, every word is beautiful!"

"Hiss! This family is actually under the care of Master Kuixing, and they are all so good at reading..."

"Stop talking, write quickly, the time will come soon."

Taking time, the Elder Master sent someone to collect the articles, several of them presented the finished articles, and went out one after another to get the food boxes sent by their families.

The so-called county school where the tiger occupies the government office is more like a supplementary class run part-time by the magistrate.

Keep it simple.

Find an unused yard in the government office, clean it up and it will become a school.

Most of the time, the gentleman who attends the class is the elder himself, and occasionally the second master and the third master will come to help him with the get out of class.

If there is no food and tea, you need to bring your own.

The same is true for paper and ink throwing fees.

Several classmates came back to eat lunch with food boxes, and Yan's second uncle and nephew returned to the residence and hurriedly gathered together.

Yan Xiangheng is very good at cooperating with his uncle now.

Seeing Yan Laoer cooking the ingredients, he went outside to find someone to ask where it was convenient to get water. He took the two wooden barrels he brought with him and fetched water by himself.

When the water came back, Yan Laoer could take care of it.

He sliced ​​the steamed buns he brought, coated them with egg wash, and fried them in a hot pan until golden on both sides.

Stir-fry the green vegetables a few times, put only a little salt and a pinch of dried river prawns.

I opened a jar of pickles and poured out a little.

"Let's deal with it first, and uncle will make it for you in the evening." Yan Er Er said.

"Uncle, this is very good." Yan Xiangheng recalled the meals he had when he was studying in the academy. Compared with what he had in front of him, he felt that there was nothing but clear soup and little water.

Yan Lao Er asked him to eat first, and boiled a large pot of pear soup.

"Uncle, can the two of us finish this?" Yan Xiangheng wondered whether he should save some stomach.

"This is a stepping stone." Yan Laoer said mysteriously.

After thinking about it, I cruelly put some frosting sugar.

"What?"

"It's nothing, eat it quickly, we brought salted duck eggs if it's not tasty enough."

"Enough, Uncle."

The two of them had just finished their lunch, as if they were waiting for them, government officials began to visit the door.

Yan's second child was confused. He had seen them all in the morning, but he came again at noon. If he hadn't missed the meal, he would have thought that these people were here to grab a meal.

The visitor is a guest, so he has to entertain him well.

These people glanced at the stove one after another, Yan Laoer thought he understood.

Thinking that he was going to send it around, just to be kind, it just so happened that he didn't need to go around.

"It's best to drink this if you have a dry throat. Everyone, have a bowl."

I thought it was an ordinary boiled pear, but after taking a sip of the sweet taste, the yamen servants suddenly felt embarrassed.

Let's cut to the chase, it's too early to say.

"Brother Yan, we saw that your stove is very useful. Where did you buy it? It's not convenient for Fang to bring us one too."

Yan Lao Er suddenly realized that he was not looking at his pear water just now, but was looking at the stove...

"I haven't seen it in Guanzhou." He said vaguely, "This structure is quite simple. If you want to, think about it yourself and see if you can make one."

The yamen servants showed joy on their faces.

Just waiting for your words!

"Then if the second brother Yan doesn't mind, can you lend us this stove for a while, and my brother can take it to a blacksmith we know."

"Okay! Just take it." Yan Laoer said generously.

"Brother Yan, don't worry, we will definitely send it back to you as soon as possible, so as not to delay your use."

"It's easy to talk about."

When the wish was fulfilled, several yamen servants moved away with the stove.

Second Yan patted his forehead.

"Oh, I almost forgot the business."

He hurriedly packed two bamboo tubes of pear soup, carried his bookcase, and went to the back office.

Mr. Tian just had his meal, so someone asked him to bring it over.

Yan Laoer looked at the cleaned up dishes and heaved a sigh of relief.

This is just finished eating, just right.

He offered the bamboo tube in a busy and courteous manner.

"My lord, I boiled pear water. It's the best time to drink it this season. It's still warm. Would you like to drink it while it's hot?"

Grandpa Tian just raised his teacup to take a sip, but he put it down and took the bamboo tube instead.

He found an empty teacup and poured out the pear soup.

Just looking at its shape, you will feel fluid.

Yan Laoer filled the yamen servants with soup, but it was impossible to serve the old man like this, half of pears and half of soup.

Grandpa Tian took a sip and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He wanted to eat a piece of pear meat, and was about to call for a spoon for him.

Yan Laoer opened a small cloth bag with him in good time, revealing the small bamboo sticks that had been cut inside, and quickly inserted two into the pear meat.

Then he retired.

Master Tian paused, picked up one and put it into his mouth.

Chew slowly.

It's not easy for him to keep staring at the old man eating, so he finds something to do for himself.

I saw papers scattered on the ground, as if they were badly written and were about to be thrown away.

His eyes lit up.

"My lord, don't you want these?"

Grandpa Tian hummed.

"Then let me tidy it up for you." He quickly gathered the paper and put it in the corner by the wall, thinking about taking it away when he left.

Then, following the flickering wind, she looked towards the window of this study.

The window paper should be changed...

The window seams should also be taped...

When the Grand Master had finished eating, he wiped his mouth with the handkerchief in his sleeve.

Second Yan: ...

How about washing him?

It's still a bit late, the next chapter will be read tomorrow morning~

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