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

Speaking of going out for fun, Luo Mingshi was even more excited than Yang Yuanzu. When he arrived, Luo Mingshi and the medicine disciple were already waiting at the door.

Because Luo Mingshi's family did not trust him, they sent a medicine disciple to come to the academy with him. The medicine disciple accompanied Luo Mingshi as a book boy when he was at Shenghua Academy.

Luo Mingshi looked behind Yang Yuanzu, "Where are they?"

"Still packing, please wait a moment."

So several people stood side by side under a tree and waited for someone.

They were not the only ones waiting at the entrance of the academy, there were other students, but among the students there was a beautiful little girl dressed up and waiting at the entrance of the academy.

A little red among the greenery is naturally eye-catching.

"I don't know which scholar's beautiful... mother..." Luo Mingshi's tone of chatting at the beginning turned into surprise.

mother? Could it be that Dr. Luo's wife was here? Yang Yuanzu looked up and took a closer look. He saw that she was just a little girl, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Look next to him." Luo Mingshi whispered. Yang Yuanzu focused on the man and found nothing wrong, so he asked curiously: "Is it that man's problem?"

The man the girl was waiting for appeared in front of the academy, and they said a few words and agreed to leave.

"There's no problem, it's just that the man is also from Shunxing County and is already married." Luo Mingshi looked like he was gossiping, "and he is also a married woman. It seems that this man has some relationship with you!"

Hearing what Luo Mingshi said, Yang Yuanzu suddenly remembered the things he had investigated before. It was because he was so worried about the exam recently that he forgot about this person.

This is Lin Wenle's husband-in-law, a scholar, and Lin Wenle is the cousin who competes with Lin Ting'an all day long for food and clothing expenses.

Lin Junhao's family has recently been suppressed by their textile factory and suffered serious losses.

"I heard that the Lin family's silk and satin business is so cold that they can't even pay the workers' wages. I don't know where the money comes from for people to study. Also, the relationship between the scholar Lang and this woman seems to be extraordinary." Luo Mingshi He took Yang Yuanzu to eat melon on the spot.

The woman's dress looked like she belonged to a wealthy family. Yang Yuanzu wondered in his heart, could it be that the talented scholar who married into Lin Junhao found another way out when he saw that Lin Junhao's family was in trouble?

Yang Yuanzu planned to do something in his next letter home.

A man and a woman disappeared around the corner of the street, and the trio they had arranged to pick bamboo shoots finally arrived belatedly.

Several people were dressed elegantly, and they looked more like they were going to a poetry gathering than going to the bamboo forest to pick bamboo shoots.

Yang Yuanzu was wearing a bunt. Only people who work here wear bunts, so many scholars generally don't prepare bunts. Yang Yuanzu added this clothes to his luggage.

Yang Yuanzu asked: "Aren't you afraid that your clothes will be torn if you wear them like this?" The cost of a piece of clothes must be about two or three taels of silver, right?

Several people raised the packages in their hands and said, "We brought cavalry and shooting uniforms."

A few people came to the bamboo forest to search, and sure enough they saw many fresh and tender bamboo shoots growing on the ground. Yang Yuanzu broke the bamboo shoots for the first time and moved excitedly without saying a word.

The bamboo shoots here are long and thin, a bit like spotted bamboo shoots. Yang Yuanzu only selected the tender tip of the bamboo shoots and broke it off.

This kind of bamboo shoot tip is most suitable for making pickles.

There were not only a few of them breaking bamboo shoots here, but also one or two common people. It seemed that they were also the ones who knew that bamboo shoots were edible.

These people wore patched clothes and shuttled skillfully among the bamboo forests. For them, everything they could eat was food, and they accidentally discovered that these bamboo shoots were edible.

The basket brought by Yang Yuanzu was full in less than five minutes. These unshelled bamboo shoots took up a lot of space in the basket.

Suning had been following him, and his other friends had already scattered to break off the bamboo shoots.

Yang Yuanzu was not satisfied with it. He dumped the bamboo shoots in one place and started looking for them again.

Seeing this, Suning asked, "Sir, how will we take them back after we break so many of them?"

With a 'click' sound, Yang Yuanzu broke a bamboo shoot and said without looking back: "Find a car and take it back when the time comes."

The shells of the bamboo shoots were a bit prickly, so Yang Yuanzu wrapped his hands with his sleeves to break them without gloves. Suning saw that Yang Yuanzu was in high spirits and didn't bother him.

Although the Yang family did not spend money to buy the bamboo shoots sent by them, the postage costs on the road far exceeded the market price of the bamboo shoots themselves. Suning thought that these bamboo shoots would not cost money to break apart, and he was even more enthusiastic than Yang Yuanzu.

Yang Yuanzu accidentally met his classmate while breaking bamboo shoots. However, he was usually too quiet in the class and could not even be seen after class, so they were not familiar with each other.

Although he wasn't familiar with her, he was still a classmate, so he said hello in a friendly manner.

Because the other party was busy breaking off bamboo shoots and Yang Yuanzu had to go out to find a donkey cart, the two exchanged brief greetings and then separated.

Yang Yuanzu rented a donkey cart from a local farmer, and Suning was responsible for finding other people to join him.

In addition to Feng Qingyang, several other people also picked a lot.

Feng Qingyang brought his textbooks, picked a basket of bamboo shoots, and found a quiet place to sit and read.

They returned to the academy with a cart of asparagus, peeled some fresh ones and put them in the salt water jar in front of Yang Yuanzu. The bamboo shoots sent there had been eaten by several of them.

After soaking, Yang Yuanzu added some refined salt.

There are still some fresh bamboo shoots left, and a few people plan to fry them freshly.

Counting Yang Yuanzu and the book boy, there were ten of them in total.

Everyone brought the bamboo shoots to the dining hall, chatting and laughing, and prepared to let the chef in the dining hall help fry them.

As a result, when they arrived at the dining hall, they found that there were more bamboo shoots in the dining hall than they had.

Yang Yuanzu saw the classmate whom he had greeted in the bamboo forest again. The other student was selling the bamboo shoots he had broken to the dining hall.

It was also the first time for the dining hall to collect bamboo shoots, and I didn’t know if they would be delicious, so I negotiated the price with the students.

This person was a student from a peasant family. The family conditions were not good, so he had to make a living and earn some money to study. It was not enough to just rely on the little money his family earned to study.

Yang Yuanzu and his party lived in high-quality dormitories and did not look like people who were short of money. The students wondered why these people came to the dining hall to sell bamboo shoots.

"What a coincidence!" Yang Yuanzu saw his companion and said hello.

The student smiled and replied politely. After some conversation with the others, the student realized that Yang Yuanzu and the others were here to fry bamboo shoots.

Since they all knew each other and met by chance in the dining hall, they made an appointment to have dinner together.

The students here generally have their own circles. Although Yang Yuanzu and the others play well, they don't mind expanding into new circles of friends. After all, the scholars here like to make friends.

Since there were already bamboo shoots in the dining hall, a few people decided to blanch the remaining bamboo shoots and dry them in the sun to make soup later.

Yang Yuanzu had some dried bamboo shoots sent from home before, but they were all eaten.

They are all young men with good appetites, and Yang Yuanzu's food stock is not enough for them to fill their teeth.