The eldest nephew has nothing but respect for him.
Today, there are classmates in the same room.
If he is found to be a scumbag among scumbags, where will he put his face?
Mr. Tian asked him what books he had brought and asked him to bring the book box in the afternoon.
He had just listened to Yan Er reciting the annotations and thought there was nothing wrong with the annotations. However, Yan Er's recitation was a bit messy, so it was better to take a look at it.
"And this word, you need to practice more, not forcefully." Mr. Tian's precise comment: "Don't pursue the neatness of the word. You need to know that one person has one word, and the handwriting is the handwriting. Don't be too harsh, just let it happen naturally.
Can."
Yan Laoer is now Mr. Tian and whatever he says is fine.
He nodded eagerly.
He consciously dealt with the matter of studying.
I also understood the meaning of the elder’s words.
Mr. Tian probably said that he would study obediently for a few days. If he really didn't learn well, he could go and tell his elder brother.
As for going to Houya twice on this day, well, that's right.
You have to show off.
It cannot be that everyone else is studying hard and he is not idle.
It was because of the elder's sympathy that he could open a small stove alone while avoiding others, as he was afraid that he would be exposed in front of his classmates...
Sir, what a good man!
Unexpectedly, he failed in the exam on the first day of school, which made his originally planned step-by-step plan fail before it even came to fruition.
But it’s okay, there are still a few days left, and he will definitely work harder to get closer to the big boss.
Find the right time to rush the materials...
…
Yan Laoer returned happily.
Several students whispered.
"The article must be well done and praised by the great master."
"I heard that the great master once said that Yan Hushu will end up next year, and his reputation as a civil servant is guaranteed..."
"I just took a peek at Yan Xiangheng's article, and every word is beautiful!"
"Hiss! This family is actually under the care of Mr. Kuixing. They are all so good at reading..."
"Stop talking and write quickly. It's almost time."
Taking advantage of the time, the elder sent someone to collect the articles. Several people presented the prepared articles and went out one after another to pick up the food boxes sent by their families.
The so-called county school in the government office is more like a supplementary class run by a big boss on a part-time basis.
Keep everything simple.
Find an unused yard in the government office, clean it up and turn it into a school.
Most of the time, the teacher who teaches the class is the eldest master himself. Occasionally, the second master and the third master will come to help him with the get out of class.
If there is no food or tea, you need to bring your own.
The same goes for paper and ink disposal fees.
Several classmates brought their food boxes back to have lunch. Yan Lao, his uncle and nephew returned to their residence and quickly packed up.
Yan Xiangheng is now very good at cooperating with his uncle.
Seeing Yan Laoer cooking ingredients, he went outside to ask someone where it was convenient to get water. He loaded the two wooden barrels he brought with him on a pole and went to fetch water himself.
After the water was brought back, Yan Laoer could take care of it.
He sliced the steamed buns he brought, rolled them in egg wash, and fried them in a hot pan until golden brown on both sides.
Stir-fry the green vegetables a few times, add only a little salt and a handful of sun-dried river shrimp.
A jar of pickles was opened and a little was poured out.
"Let's deal with it first, and I'll prepare it for you later in the evening," Yan Laoer said.
"Uncle, this is very good." Yan Xiangheng recalled the food he had when he was studying in the academy. Compared with the food in front of him, he felt that every meal was just soup and water.
Yan Laoer let him eat first and cooked a large pot of pear soup.
"Uncle, can we finish drinking this?" Yan Xiangheng was hesitant about whether to keep some food in his stomach.
"This is a stepping stone." Yan Laoer said mysteriously.
After thinking about it, I cruelly added some frosting sugar.
"What?"
"Nothing, just eat it quickly. It's not flavorful enough. We also brought salted duck eggs."
"That's enough, uncle."
The two had just finished lunch, and as if they were waiting for them, government servants began to visit.
Yan Laoer was confused. He hadn't seen them all in the morning, but he came again at noon. If he hadn't missed the meal time, he would have thought that these people were here for a meal.
The visitor was a guest, so he had to entertain him well.
These people glanced at the stove one after another, and Yan Laoer thought he understood.
I thought I was just going to send him here and there to be nice, and it was just right, so he didn't have to go around.
"It's best to drink this if your throat is dry. Let's all have a bowl."
I thought it was an ordinary boiled pear, but after taking a sip, the sweet taste went straight into my heart, and several government officials suddenly felt embarrassed.
Let's get straight to the point, it's already early.
"Brother Yan, we see that your stove is very useful. Where did you buy it? It's not convenient for you to bring one for us."
Yan Laoer suddenly realized that he was not looking at his pear water just now, but at the stove...
"I've never seen it in Guanzhou." He said vaguely, "The structure is quite simple. If you want it, think about it yourself and see if you can make one according to it."
The officials looked happy.
Just waiting for your words!
"Then if Brother Yan doesn't mind, can you lend us this stove for half a day, so that we can show it to a blacksmith we know well?"
"Okay! Just take it." Yan Laoer said generously.
"Don't worry, brother Yan, we will send it back to you as soon as possible without delaying your use."
"It's easy to talk about."
After achieving their wish, several government servants carried the stove and left.
Yan Laoer slapped his forehead.
"Ouch, I almost forgot about business."
He hurriedly packed two bamboo tubes of pear soup, carried his book box, and headed to the back office.
Mr. Tian had just finished his meal and asked someone to bring it over.
Yan Laoer looked at the dishes and chopsticks that had been put away and breathed a sigh of relief.
I just finished eating this, just right.
He hurriedly and diligently presented the bamboo tube.
"Sir, I made pear water. It's best to drink at this season. It's still hot. Can you drink some while it's still hot?"
Mr. Tian just raised his tea cup to take a sip. Hearing this, he put it down and took the bamboo tube instead.
I found an empty tea cup and poured out the pear soup.
Just looking at its shape, you will feel thirsty.
Yan Laoer served all the soup to the yamen servants, but he couldn't serve it like this to the elder, half pear and half soup.
Mr. Tian took a sip and narrowed his eyes slightly.
He wanted to eat a piece of pear meat and was about to ask someone to bring him a spoon.
Yan Laoer promptly opened a small cloth bag he had with him, revealing the small bamboo skewers he had shaved inside, and quickly inserted two into the flesh of the pear.
Then he retired after success.
Mr. Tian paused, picked up one and put it into his mouth.
Chew carefully and slowly.
He couldn't keep an eye on the old man while he was eating, so he had to find something to do for himself.
I saw some messy papers scattered on the ground, as if they were badly written and needed to be thrown away.
His eyes lit up.
"Sir, do you want these?"
Master Tian hummed.
"Then let me clean it up for you." He neatly gathered the paper and put it in the corner by the wall, thinking of taking it with him when he left.
Then he followed the flickering breeze and looked towards the window of the study room.
It’s time to change the window paper…
The window seams should also be taped...
The old man finished eating and wiped his mouth with the handkerchief in his sleeve.
