Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

Yang Yuanzu slumped in his seat. He was not afraid of the exam, but thought it was too troublesome.

Feng Qingyang came up to him and said, "Eat?"

A person lives his entire life, eating and sleeping. If he goes there late, he has to squeeze in through crowds of people.

Yang Yuanzu's mind flashed back to his past sprinting 100 meters to grab a meal at school.

Then he immediately stood up from his seat and said, "Let's go, let's go. If we go late, we might not have anything to eat."

When the two walked to the door, Jiang Yingyu and Liu Baba were waiting at the door. Yang Yuanzu saw this and asked: "This..."

Feng Qingyang explained: "These two are my friends. I used to study in Yong'an County. Because my native place is Baosheng County, I went back to Baosheng County to take the exam."

Jiang Yingyu said: "Speaking of which, I would like to thank Brother Feng for returning to Baosheng County to take the exam, otherwise I would not be able to get the case from Yong'an County."

Liu Baba echoed: "Me too, if Brother Feng hadn't left, I wouldn't have been able to get second place!"

Feng Qingyang said politely: "Achieving good results in the exam is entirely due to your own efforts."

Yang Yuanzu participated in the topic: "To be able to teach you three outstanding students, your master must be very powerful."

After polite excuses, several people arrived at the dining hall. Yang Yuanzu said to Suning in his usual manner: "Go and take a seat."

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Over the past few days, Yang Yuanzu and the three of them became friends. As soon as it was time for dinner, they would make appointments to have dinner together. At other times, everyone was basically reading, and Yang Yuanzu was working hard on other skills that he had never been exposed to before. suject.

In order not to disturb others, he chose a remote location to practice the music taught by Yue Fuzi.

There are many musical instruments to choose from, including flutes, flutes, chimes, erhu, etc.

Yang Yuanzu felt that playing the harp was the best way to create a concave shape, so he chose the guqin.

It's just that now even he feels uncomfortable playing it. If he had known to choose the chime, he thinks it is the easiest, just knock it.

Occasionally, there were one or two passing students around. When they heard the sound of Yang Yuanzu's piano, they all passed by quickly with their ears covered.

Yang Yuanzu raised his head and shouted: "Heaven is going to kill me~"

He wanted to go to Luo Fuzi to change the musical instrument option.

"My husband has received a letter!"

Before the people arrive, the sound arrives first.

"Where is the letter?"

Suning took a breath and said, "I rushed over when I heard the news, but I haven't gone to pick it up yet."

After Yang Yuanzu heard this, he hugged Qin and ran to the entrance of the academy, with Suning running behind him.

The porter was waiting at the gate of the academy. Yang Yuanzu ran over and revealed his identity. The porter handed the things to Yang Yuanzu and was about to leave. Seeing this, Yang Yuanzu hurriedly stopped the porter and said, "I still have something to send back to Feng, Shunxing County." Pingcun, please wait while Suning goes back to get the things I put on the desk."

As soon as the Suning man ran to Yang Yuanzu, he ran to the dormitory without stopping after hearing the order.

His wife sent him a lot of things this time, including clothes, pickle jars and clay pots.

Yang Yuanzu couldn't wait to open the letter Lin Ting'an sent him and read it.

[The gentleman misses me after not seeing you for a long time. Everything is going well in the new home, the weaving factory and the charcoal factory are as usual, and the business in the county is prospering day by day.

Husband, long time no see, I miss you so much. Everything is going well at home recently, the textile factory and charcoal factory are doing business as usual, and the department stores in the county are doing brisk business.

Because of the sale of flower handmade soaps and fruit smoothies, many fruit trees and flowers have been transplanted at home recently.

After you left, the folks in the village took good care of us. Mom hasn't had a quarrel with the villagers for a long time. Recently, she has been saying that no one wants to quarrel with her anymore, and she looks a little disappointed.

But don’t worry, I’ve been teaching my mother weaving, embroidery and sewing recently, and she’s happy again.

By the way, the package I brought contained socks made by my mother. Because I was short on time, I only sewed the socks. My mother said she would definitely bring you the clothes she made next time.

Of course, in addition to mom’s socks, there are also clothes and shoes I made for you.

I don’t know if you have finished eating the dried meat, but my little brother brought you some more, as well as your favorite dried chili pepper.

I heard that all the scholars at Shenghua Academy must wear jade pendants, so I asked someone to make one for you and sealed it under the jar.

There was also a jar filled with pickled peppers and spring bamboo shoots. You had been saying at home that you would pick spring bamboo shoots when spring came back and make pickled peppers and spring bamboo shoots. When Yang Huahua saw you leaving, he took my mother and I to the bamboo forest to pick a lot of spring bamboo shoots. , made pickled peppers and spring bamboo shoots for you.

This was the first time for my family to eat spring bamboo shoots, and they all said it was delicious. They also said why they didn’t know the bamboo shoots were edible before. If they had known before, they would have dug up the bamboo shoots to eat when they had nothing to eat.

We picked so many spring bamboo shoots that day that the donkey cart could hardly load them. We dried the endless spring bamboo shoots and made them into dried bamboo shoots. The dried bamboo shoots were stewed with chicken. The soup was delicious. I wonder if you can stew it there because of the things I brought with me? There are too many, and the porter is not very happy, so we will send you dried bamboo shoots next time.

In fact, the porter didn't want to give you a jar of kimchi, because the water in the sealing area had to seal the mouth of the jar, but Yang Huahua insisted. He wanted you to taste the bamboo shoots he had pickled according to the method you said, so we added them. Give some money to the porter.

In addition to these, I also put some handmade soap, pastries from Tianjia Shop, a set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones that you commonly use, a new quilt cover and pillowcase, charcoal, dry noodles made by Yang Huahua, home-made rice...

And my husband, your dormitory is so beautiful, and the pastries in Fucheng are also delicious. Suning, have you taken good care of you? If he is lazy, I will deduct his monthly payment!

And what is your academy like? Is the Master strict? Are the classes difficult? Is there enough pocket money?

Husband, I miss you peacefully. 】

In addition to the text, it also comes with a painting, which depicts a sea of ​​flowers, with Lin Ting'an standing in the sea of ​​flowers.

This painting is much better than his simple drawing. Yang Yuanzu guessed that Lin Ting'an specially hired a painter to paint it.

Suning ran to the gate of the academy with the things to be sent back to her hometown, and Yang Yuanzu handed the things to the porter along with the shipping fee.

There were too many things sent. If he hadn't brought the guqin with him, he and Suning could have carried the things back.

"My husband has sent too many things for us to handle. How about you look at the things here while I make an extra trip to get them?"

"It's not that troublesome." Yang Yuanzu waved his hand and said to Shu Ning, then shouted to everyone around him: "Is there any academy porter who can help deliver things?"

As soon as the words were spoken, there was an immediate response from nearby. The strange man ran up to him and said, "Old rule, give away something for five cents. You guys..."

Suning: He takes back what he just said.

"The book boy and I will take some away. Can you take the rest in one go?"

Yang Yuanzu carried a piano and dried meat jars.

Since the water at the seal of the kimchi jar cannot be spilled, Suning only held the kimchi jar. Fortunately, the kimchi jar was not a big one, otherwise it would be difficult to hold it up. However, it was quite difficult for Suning to hold it.

After all these were taken away, there was still a big package left on the ground.