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After the hawthorn was dipped in syrup and weathered into candied haws, there were four in a bunch, and each of them was fat. Fang Chengshi gave Fang Sijian a bunch of them for him to try.

Although it is also sweet and sour, it has a completely different taste from sour plum juice.

"Where did you learn this novel thing?" Fang Jianjian asked in surprise.

Fang Chengshi smiled: "How is it?"

"It will definitely sell well."

Fang Chengshi then said to Fang Huajian: "Go and help me make a straw handle, I will be useful." He probably told Fang Huajian.

Fang Huajian understood its meaning and agreed to it.

The sun went down again, and the students who were studying abroad finally returned home.

Fang Chengzu shouted when he entered the door: "Brother, we are back."

Fang Chengshi came out of the kitchen and looked at the two children in the yard: "I made sour plum juice, come and drink some."

The two of them put their schoolbags back in the room and went to the kitchen to drink something delicious.

Fang Chengshi kept a pot for himself to drink, and put the rest in the well of Fang Huajian's house to freeze. This time, he boiled four pots in total.

There was still cooking in the kitchen, and two children were sitting on the bench, one dangling his legs and the other thinking about helping.

Fang Chengshi lit a fire and prepared to stir-fry, and asked, "How does it feel to go to school on the first day?"

Fang Chengzu said: "I don't understand what the master said, but the school is fun."

Come on, this is a typical scumbag.

Fang Chengshi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I told you to study and you remember to play?"

Fang Chengzu muttered, "It can't be my fault."

Fang Chengshi added a handful of hay to the stove and said, "I don't blame you, but since you don't understand, you should be more serious. If you don't understand, you have to ask your master. Do you have to apply what you have learned?"

Fang Chengzu opened his eyes wide and said, "Brother, do you know Confucius?"

"Fang Chengzu, what do you mean?"

Fang Chengzu said: "The master said that Confucius was a great sage, but you don't know the big characters, how do you know what the great sage said?"

Zuo Ye also looked at him.

Fang Chengshi was a little burned by the two children, and lied: "I heard it when I bought the book yesterday, and I think it's good to borrow the words of the old master Confucius."

Zuo Ye said: "Brother Shi has an amazing memory, he can understand a little bit, this ability is no less than that of a school teacher."

Fang Chengshi said: "Don't talk nonsense, how can I compare with the head teacher?"

Zuo Ye said: "But in my heart, Brother Shi is omnipotent. If you are ranked second, no one can be ranked first."

Fang Chengshi coughed in embarrassment, he didn't know what was going on, a child suddenly became his fanboy.

He is not used to it.

"Okay, after drinking, go to wash the dishes and prepare to eat."

Fang Chengshi's face was flushed, and after half a month of raising it, his skin began to turn fair. At this moment, he could already see that the blushing flower was on his cheek, which was very cute.

Zuo Ye took a peek, thinking that the blushing brother Shi is really eye-catching.

There is no such thing as homework in this era, but Zuo Ye taught Fang Chengzu how to write while it was still daylight.

Fang Chengshi took a look when he passed by, and he found that Zuo Ye could write well.

Xu Shi is still young, but it is not difficult to see that in the future, this handwriting will be handsome and strong, with a style of its own.

Fang Huajian sent straw handles, and Fang Chengshi inserted the candied haws at night and put them in a cool place.

He kept two strings and sent them to the room for the children.

Compared with Fang Chengzu, who was feasting, Zuo Ye's eating was much more elegant.

But Fang Chengshi felt that it was not elegance, but that the child never let go of himself and was still rigid.

Fang Chengzu wiped out the candied haws in a few strokes, and then asked Fang Chengshi, "Brother, I want my friends to eat it too."

Children know that sharing is a good thing, but considering the current situation, Fang Chengshi does not plan to take him to school to see off his classmates: "Not everyone can eat these things, but you can bring them to me. After I see them Invite them to eat again."

Fang Chengzu agreed without thinking.

No matter how many demands the child has, or even being rude, Fang Chengshi can choose some implementations, such as Fang Chengzu.

But Zuo Ye is too worry-free, like a person who has no desires or demands, he accepts whatever Fang Chengshi gives, and being obedient is a bit of a headache.

In the evening, after Fang Chengshi took a shower, Zuo Ye was still reading by candlelight.

The head is slightly lowered, the waist is straight, and the focus is serious.

Even Fang Chengshi couldn't do this when he was a child.

It is precisely because of this that he can tolerate Fang Chengzu, but he also feels that Zuo Ye is a bit too cruel to him.

A person's demands on himself are too high, and sometimes what it brings is not motivation, but pressure. Fortunately, it is still within the range that Zuo Ye can bear.

Fang Chengshi sat down beside him, quickly glanced at the contents of the book, and then looked away.

But Zuoye noticed, or he was distracted when Fang Chengshi was sitting beside him.

Zuo Ye held the spine of the book with one hand and supported the pages with the other, and said, "I know you can read."

"..." Fang Chengshi was stunned.

Zuo Ye said again: "When you wrote the contract that day, you read every word."

Uh...he forgot about it.

Fang Chengshi asked: "Then what do you think?"

"You can read and make money. I want to catch up with you." This is what he thought, but he couldn't say that when he was in Zuo's house, he secretly followed Lao Tongsheng and gave him the opportunity to work in exchange for literacy. The idea is to eat enough, and going to school is something he dare not even think about.

But now everything has come true, the goal has changed, a light has appeared in his life, pointing far ahead, he needs to catch up non-stop in order not to be left behind by the opponent.

"Don't you want Xiao Zu to know? I won't tell him." Zuo Ye said.

Fang Chengzu said silently: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I don't know how to say it. You can help me hide it."

Zuo Ye raised his head: "Are you going to sleep?"

"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

Zuo Ye closed the book and stuffed it into his schoolbag. He said, "You still have to do business during the day, so you don't have to send us off in the morning. Sleep a little longer."

Fang Chengshi rubbed his head, said with a smile: "Thank you for your concern, but I have a sense of proportion, wash your face and go to sleep."

Of course he knows that the other party will not listen to him, but he is very happy when he speaks out and expresses his thoughts.

Because the four altars of sour plum juice and the straw handle of candied haws, the two of Fang Chengshi couldn't hold them with four hands, so Fang Chengshi went into the town with the straw handle on his back, and Fang Huajian followed them later.

After sending the two children to Wenyuan Pavilion, Fang Chengshi went to Yong'an Hall with straw handles on his back.

He took a bunch of candied haws to Dr. He and the drug boy, asking them to try it boldly.

Dr. He stared at the red and round thing, and it took him a long time before he dared to speak.

This time the hawthorn is slightly sweeter, so the elderly who are afraid of sourness can also eat it.

Dr. He went out of his way after eating, and said, "Hawthorn?"

"Appetizing and digesting, suitable for both the elderly and children."

Dr. He nodded and smiled: "The idea in your head is very good."

Fang Chengshi half-truthfully said: "If you knock your head down, it won't work if your brain is not flexible."

Doctor He was amused by him.

Fang Chengshi took three more skewers and handed them to Dr. He: "I heard that you have children in your family, so I invite them to eat these, try something new."

Dr. He refused to accept it: "How is this possible? You are in business." He insisted on giving him money.

Fang Chengshi stood there with a smile on his face, but his tone was undeniable: "Doctor He wants to meet with me, this thing is not worth it."

Dr. He laughed: "You kid..." He didn't refuse any more, and put away the things.

This is Fang Chengshi's real smile: "I won't bother Dr. He, come back when I have time."

Dr. He said: "Come to sit at my house next time..." He told Fang Chengshi the address.

Fang Chengshi responded that in any era, the advantages of a good relationship with doctors outweigh the disadvantages.

He left Yong'an Hall and went directly to the south area of ​​Qingmen Street, the same place, but earlier this time.

Yesterday, a vendor who had traded with him saw him coming, but there was only one thing he had never seen before. Someone came up and asked, "Brother, didn't you say that you are also selling sour plum juice today? What are you?"

Fang Chengshi said: "The sour plum juice is cold, so it's not suitable to drink it in the morning. My elder brother will bring it later. This is the new candied haws I mentioned yesterday. This is something that even Doctor He of Yong'an Hall said was delicious."

People are dubious: "Really?"

Fang Chengshi said calmly: "If you don't believe me, you can ask. If I lie to you, I won't charge you a cent for today's sour plum juice."

The peddler saw him doing business yesterday, he said he was honest, he was very honest, and he believed most of it at the moment, smiled and said: "This thing looks novel, how do you sell it?"

"This is more expensive than sour plum juice, and it costs two cents a bunch, but look at it, brother, I have plump ones, so it's definitely not a loss."

The small peddler immediately said, "Okay, let's have a bunch first."

Receive the goods with one hand and collect the money with one hand, the first tranche is done, and slowly the second and third tranche, when Fang Huajian comes with sour plum juice, Fang Chengshi's candied haws has already been sold went.

Fang Huajian put down the shoulder pole and said, "You really impress me."

Fang Chengshi flipped his wallet arrogantly: "Sixty strings, 120 characters."

Fang Huajian praised him: "You are the best."

Fang Chengshi said: "Sell these two jars first, and I'll go pick out the two jars at home."

Fang Huajian stopped him: "I'll go. Many people saw the release yesterday, and they should have come to their senses now. I'm here, so they probably won't come to buy it."

Fang Chengshi thought about it too, and said, "Then take your time, don't get tired."

Sure enough, Fang Huajian's concerns were right. As soon as he left, someone came up and said, "Brother, did you collude with us yesterday?"

Fang Chengshi smiled and said: "It's all a trick to eat, I made everyone laugh."

It's all for a bite of food, who can't understand?The man said: "Fortunately, there was no problem with us drinking yesterday, otherwise you will feel better."

Fang Chengshi is not afraid, when he sold it yesterday, he said the things to pay attention to when drinking sour plum juice, everyone heard it, and he is not afraid of being blamed.

The author has something to say: It's a little late today.