The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

One of these truant students was Master Chen's nephew. If not, the two of them would not have left the academy so easily.

As far as Song Huai knew, Mr. Chen's family was originally a butcher.

The elder brother killed pigs for Chen Fuzi's scientific examination. However, his brother died in an accident, and Chen Fuzi no longer continued the scientific examination. Instead, he relied on his status as a scholar to teach in the academy.

Each master in the academy had a student quota halved by Shu Xiu. Master Chen had no children, so he gave the quota to his nephew Chen Ping.

Chen Ping has taken the scientific examination since he was 11 years old, and his results are not outstanding, but he has passed the exam every time.

Because of his young age, he is considered a child prodigy in Qingzhou.

But the little prodigy stopped moving forward when faced with Qiu Wei. He failed the Qiu Wei exam twice in six years and is now 21 years old.

With Song Huai's intervention, Master Chen was relieved.

I thought about teaching these two people a lesson when I went back to the academy.

Unexpectedly, when they finished eating and went downstairs to pay, these two boys ran away towards the door!

"Second uncle, help me pay the bill!"

Master Chen: (▼へ▼メ)

Bean paste!

Back to the academy for bean paste!

On the way back to the academy, Dean Sun suddenly said: "Is this kid really unwilling to be an official?"

Master Chen shook his head and nodded: "Maybe."

He was the one who told himself that he wanted to take the examination to become an official. When he was only 15 years old, he passed the examination and became a scholar. He was so happy that he didn't sleep all night.

But I don’t know why, these six years...

The masters who taught Mingming all praised him for his knowledge, and the dean praised him for the several policy papers he had written. However, when he met Qiu Wei, he acted abnormally.

It's not like I haven't thought about the possibility that someone had changed his answer sheet, but Dean Sun helped me read it twice. The answer sheet contained Chen Ping's own handwriting and writing habits...

Master Chen sighed: "I'll go back and ask. If you really don't want to, you can find a school and become a master to make a living."

*

Two months later, Song Nan got news about the Bai family and went to the village.

As soon as he arrived at the village, Song Nan couldn't wait to say: "Bring it to me quickly."

Grandma Yun also knew why she was so anxious, so she pulled her into the house and took out the things.

After getting the things, Song Nan looked at them carefully.

This thing didn't look as clear as the glass in her memory, but it was much better than the glass from Da Wei's side.

As soon as the Yun family arrived in Fucheng, Song Nan exchanged the ancient glass manufacturing method in the mall and gave it to Grandma Yun, asking her to study it in Zhuangzi. She was given as much money as she wanted. Unexpectedly, she was actually asked to study it!

Song Nan smiled and put down the glass: "That's it. It would be nice if it could be more transparent."

If it is more translucent, it will be almost like transparent glass.

If you add something to it, wouldn't it become a mirror?

Besides, glass is also very useful.

Grandma Yun nodded: "I estimate that it will take another ten days and a half to achieve the effect that the young lady wants. Those people behind are working on it day and night."

The little lady gave herself the method to make this thing, which means she believed in herself from the bottom of her heart.

How could I betray the little lady's trust?

"By the way, the melons on Zhuangzi are much bigger, but are they edible? Miss, do you want to go take a look?"

Hearing this, Song Nan's eyes lit up.

go with!

must go!

In mid-March, I found a few plots of land to grow watermelons in this village, and handed over the planting methods to Song Youcai.

He heard that this thing was a valuable thing, so he moved here directly and guarded these pieces of land every day. The affairs of Chili Pepper had been handed over to other people in the village.

When Song Nan arrived at the watermelon field, her mouth was watering when she saw the chubby little cuties.

She found a few larger watermelons and patted them, but only two watermelons made a "bang bang" sound.

"These two are ready to eat."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Nan picked two watermelons.

The "child" that he had carefully cared for for two months was picked off by his daughter. Song Youcai was very panicked: "Ouch! Are you sure you can eat this? Don't pick it off before it's ripe!"

"You can eat it, you can eat it."

"Dad, listen, this kind of sound is familiar, but this kind of sound is not familiar."

Song Nan took a ripe melon, put it next to Song Youcai's ear and patted it, and then pulled him to listen to the sound of several unripe melons.

Song Youcai was relieved.

"Then I'll go to the fields for the next two days, and if they're ripe, I'll pick them all?"

Song Nan nodded: "Remember this sound, don't pick the wrong one."

These watermelons are grown to be eaten, and when they are ripe they must be picked and eaten.

Song Nan walked back with a watermelon in her arms: "Let's go! Let's taste what this melon tastes like!"

The big melon left behind was picked up by Song Youcai, with a satisfied smile on his face.

I have never seen this melon before, I grew it myself!

He planted it with his own hands!

He just said that he was the leader in farm work!Who can be better than him in growing things? !

At this moment, Song Youcai had completely forgotten that he was growing peppers and watermelons. They were all grown with the planting methods given by Song Nan.

Back in the main courtyard, Song Nan gave the watermelon in her arms a bath and then brought it to the dining table.

Use the kitchen knife to cut the watermelon into two pieces.

"This green skin is actually red inside!"

"It's so watery! With just one cut, so much juice flowed out!"

Song Youcai and Fang Peilan clicked their tongues and shook their heads.

Song Nan made a few more cuts, and soon a watermelon was divided into many segments by her.

She took a piece and was about to put it into her mouth, but Fang Peilan held her hand.

Fang Peilan: "You don't know what to do with this thing, so you just put it in your mouth? Cut it up first and feed it to the chickens and rabbits. If they don't react within a quarter of an hour, it won't be too late for us to eat it again."

Song Nan felt like crying but had no tears in her heart, but she smiled on her face and said, "What mother said makes sense!"

She still doesn’t know whether this watermelon can be eaten?

But she couldn't say it!

I could only cut into two small pieces and feed them to the hares and pheasants that Song Youcai had caught.

A quarter of an hour later, the two little guys had no adverse reactions at all.

Fang Peilan waved his hand: "Eat."

Song Nan immediately took a piece to her mouth and took a big bite!

Two months!

I’ve been thinking about you for two months!

Do you know how I got here these two months? !

As the sweet watermelon juice went down her throat, Song Nan's whole world became brighter!

Song Youcai commented: "This thing is really delicious, the juice is very sweet."

Fang Peilan nodded: "It would be great if I could have a bite in summer."

"Yeah, I think so too!"

"How about we grow more?"

Song Nan asked with bright eyes.

It’s not too late to plant watermelons in May!

There are early-maturing varieties and late-maturing varieties of this watermelon. The one I picked out in March was the early-maturing variety.

"Do you want to eat or sell? If you just want to eat, the melons in these few acres of land are enough for us." Song Youcai said.

Song Nan asked: "Mom and dad think that if we get some ice cubes in the hot pot restaurant on a hot day, and cut some watermelons to sell in the hot pot restaurant, how will the hot pot restaurant's business be?"