There is space for the married man

"Actually, it doesn't need to be so complicated. Not all the villagers in Linxi Village hope that their children will be promoted and go on to official careers. Many of them have very simple wishes, that is, they hope that their children can read and write, so that they can work harder in the city. Easy to find a job."

"There is no need to teach too profound content, and children can't sit still. I suggest that the content of your lectures should be more vivid, combined with some stories, so that it is easier to attract their attention."

"If there are children who really want to take the imperial examination in the future, you can open another elite class at that time, but you may be busy in this way." Wen Lang said, holding his chin.

The more You Jingshu listened, the more surprised he became. After a while, he frowned and said seriously, "What else? Tell me more carefully."

Seeing his serious expression and a smile on his lips, Wen Lang naturally knew what he was talking about.

"Mother, what are you doing here?" You Jingyue asked suspiciously when she saw Song Lingwan standing at the door of his elder brother's room with medicine in her hand.

Song Lingwan raised her finger, "Hush."

Pointing inside again, You Jingyue probed curiously, and looked inside through the slightly opened door.

His elder brother and Wen Lang didn't know what they were talking about, they looked focused, they came and went, unknowingly, the two got very close, their hair even got entangled, and they didn't notice it, creating an infinite ambiguity.

You Jingyue stared blankly at the room, how long had it been since he had seen this kind of expression on his elder brother's face, confident and focused, shining brightly.

At this moment, he had the urge to cry. Does this mean that the eldest brother is no longer sinking, and is finally coming out?

It's great, the family is gradually getting better, and all of this is brought about by Wen Lang.

He remembered the scene he saw in the kitchen today. In the future, there will be Wen Lang who can take care of him at home, and his brother is working hard to get out. Even if he is gone, he doesn't have to worry about no one taking care of his young siblings and sick elder brother.

After he met the money matchmaker in the town, he kept thinking about what the money matchmaker said, and even forgot to give his mother the 20 taels that Wen Lang gave him. It was his mother who asked him before he remembered it.

You Jingyue thought about it, but couldn't find a clue, but at this moment he finally made up his mind.After all, Wen Lang has no blood relationship with their family, and there is no reason to take care of their family forever. If he had the 100 taels, the family's conditions would be better, and Wen Lang would not be at a disadvantage if he stayed.

The next day, Wen Lang went into the city early in the morning with the purple perilla, peaches, and ginger that he had made on his back. Although the road from Linxi Village to the town was not wide, fortunately, You Mingyuan paid for the road to be repaired after high school. .

Carrying Zisu, Peach, and Ginger on his back, Wen Lang felt that he was going to age forever. At this time, he missed modern cars very much. Even if there were no cars, battery cars and bicycles were also fine.

When he finally reached the town, it was broad daylight, and Wen Lang wondered if he should buy a horse?Donkeys do too.

He found an open space, put down the basket, and rubbed his sore shoulders, he still needed to exercise.

The sun is getting brighter and people are coming and going on the street. Wen Lang is not a thin-skinned person, he opened his voice and shouted: "Perilla peach ginger, crispy and refreshing perilla peach ginger, it doesn't cost money if it's not delicious. Welcome to free tasting."

He hasn't grown up yet, he is not tall, he looks like a smart kid, with a pair of smiling eyes, and his eyebrows are curved when he meets people, which makes people feel good.

A curious person came up to him and asked him, "Little brother, what is this perilla and peach ginger you're talking about? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Wen Lang smiled and said: "Sister, you're right if you haven't heard of it. This is a recipe my grandfather brought back from overseas. I usually make some at home to eat. It's sweet and delicious, and it's refreshing. Recently, my father and brother fell ill, so I had to go out to make a living, you can try it, and if you like it, you can take some back home for the elderly and children to taste."

When the woman heard that the young man called her elder sister, she was so happy that she could be his mother, she couldn't help but feel pity for the young man's miserable life experience, and she made up her mind that even if this Zisu Peach ginger is not tasty, so I want to buy some back for the young man's eloquent mouth to take care of his business.

"Then give me a taste."

"Okay." Wen Lang lifted the cloth on the back basket, and there was a large earthenware pot inside. Once the earthenware pot was opened, one could smell a refreshing and sweet smell, which whetted one's appetite.

Wen Lang picked up a piece of peach flesh with chopsticks and put it in the bowl, and then poured the light purple juice with a spoon, just like jade dew nectar.

The woman's eyes showed a look of astonishment, and she couldn't help swallowing, "This is perilla peach ginger, I'm afraid it's not eaten by immortals."

Wen Lang smiled when he heard the words, and said, "Sister eats, she becomes a fairy."

"My little brother can really talk." The woman was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear.

She took a sip, and it was really refreshing and delicious, which whetted the appetite and couldn't help but want to eat it.

"How do you buy this perilla, peach, and ginger?"

"If you eat here, it costs ten yuan a piece. If you take it away, I have tubes here, but this one is more expensive, and it costs thirty yuan." Wen Lang pointed to the perilla he packed in a bamboo tube. For peach ginger, at first he wanted to use earthenware pots, but considering the high cost, the price would naturally be set higher, and probably no one would buy it, so he changed it to bamboo tubes.

When the woman heard this, she said, "So expensive?! I can eat a bowl of wontons with some extra money, and there is meat in it."

Wen Lang was not annoyed, and smiled and said: "Sister, you can't count like this. Rare things are more expensive. You have to think about this perilla and peach ginger. No one in the imperial city has ever eaten it. You are the first one to eat it. Isn't this worth ten cents?"

When the woman heard it, she opened her eyes wide. No one in the imperial city had eaten it, which means that the emperor had never eaten it. She was the first to eat it!

"Buy! Give me a tube."

"Okay, thirty cash for Chenghui." Wen Lang accepted the first sum of money he earned today with a smile on his face.

Once the first person buys it, there will be more people who will buy it later. When the woman bought it just now, there were many onlookers nearby, and they were naturally moved by Wen Lang's words, and they all stepped forward to earn The second and the third person who ate perilla, peach, and ginger that the emperor and Lao Tzu had never eaten.

"You dare to reject my Wang family, what a shame to them! It's just a bunch of stinky teachers." The obese prince walked down the street with a face full of anger, cursing and swearing.

"Master, don't be angry. It's not worth getting angry. It's almost noon now. I heard that Fuyuan Restaurant has a new dish recently. Why don't you go and try it?" The servant wiped the sweat from his forehead and comforted him. road.

"It's not about the new dishes. It's not the same when you eat it. The young master wants to try something new today. You can find it for me." Wang Gongzi said arrogantly.

The boy was sweating profusely when he suddenly saw a group of people not far away, not knowing what they were doing.

He stopped a passer-by and asked, the passer-by didn't want to pay attention to them at first, but when he looked up, he turned out to be the well-known arrogant and domineering prince of Wang Yuanwai's family, so he quickly explained tremblingly.

"Basil peach ginger... what is this thing, I have never heard of it, you go buy a copy and give me a taste." Prince Wang touched his chin and said to Xiaosi.

"Master, the roadside stalls are not clean, let's go to the Juhui Building, or go into the building." The young man persuaded.

"If you are told to go, go, there is so much nonsense." Wang Gongzi yelled aggressively.

The boy didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he could only run over and squeeze with the group of people.

After finally buying a copy, the servant was stepped on several times in a daze.

Wang Gongzi opened the bamboo tube and was instantly overwhelmed by the sweet and refreshing smell. When he looked at the color again, it was even more attractive than the rouge on the mouthpiece of Baihualou.

The anger that was suffocating in my stomach was dissipated the moment the refreshing peach meat entered my mouth.

Before I knew it, I ate a whole tube.

"Why are they gone? That's all. Go and buy another tube. No, buy ten tubes. I'll take it back and give Mier a taste."

Prince Wang has a younger sister named Wang Mi. Although he was born stupid, her younger sister is smart. This time, it was because he wanted to find a wife for his younger sister that he provoked so much anger. Those pedantic teachers said that they should teach girls only , is to humiliate them, would rather die than submit, no matter what, he was so angry that the prince almost beat someone, but he was almost stopped by the servant.

After a while, the boy ran back in despair and said that it was sold out.

When Wang Gongzi heard this, he was unhappy. When he stepped forward, the crowd had already dispersed one after another. Only then did he see clearly that the businessman was actually a little brother.

He looked at Wen Lang with some surprise. He never expected that a brother could do such a prosperous business. He couldn't help but think of his younger sister. The teacher refused to teach his younger sister, so his younger sister taught herself, relying on perseverance , but really can write some articles.

It was his sister who made him realize that whoever said that women are inferior to men, for the sake of his sister, Wang Gongzi thinks highly of capable women and brothers.

When Wen Lang saw the fat guy in front of him wearing gold and silver, he wondered if he was here to make trouble?

"You perilla, peach, ginger, I'll take care of it all. From now on, you will make it for my family, so you don't need to set up a street stall." Wang Gongzi wanted to help Wen Lang, and said in his heart that making it for his own family would be better than setting up a stall outside to make money. Much easier.

Wen Lang frowned, and refused: "Master, thank you for your kindness, but I have no intention of being a cook."

Upon hearing this, Xiaosi said angrily: "You little brother, you really don't know how to flatter you."

Wen Lang started to close the stall on his own, and said coldly: "Well, I don't know how to flatter you, please ask someone else to be smart."

The boy stomped his feet angrily, didn't this boy dare to be so arrogant because of his unique skill.

Prince Wang was not angry, and saw his sister's stubborn figure from Wen Lang, took a rare step back and said, "Then when will you come tomorrow?"

Wen Lang told him the time, Prince Wang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll let the boy come to your place tomorrow morning, and you leave ten tubes for me."

This is a big deal, Wen Lang naturally had no reason to refuse, and said bluntly: "Okay, but you have to give a deposit, otherwise you change your mind and say no tomorrow, and I can't afford it."

Wen Lang's request was not too much, and the prince was not short of money, so he asked the servant to give the deposit.

On the second day, Wen Lang came to set up a stall as usual, and Prince Wang's servant was indeed there. In the next few days, Prince Wang would send people to buy, and the more he bought, the more he bought. I heard that his sister liked it, but Wen Lang didn't expect it. The arrogant and domineering prince turned out to be a sister-in-law.

After he got acquainted with Wang Gongzi's servant, he also learned from the servant that Wang Gongzi was looking for a husband for his sister, but unfortunately no husband was willing to teach a female class.

When Wen Lang heard this, it was true that when he fell asleep, someone gave him a pillow.

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