Mr. Jia who was infected with the virus [Red House]

Jia Zheng didn't understand half of what he heard, and stared at every step with wide eyes.

Among all the students, there was only this young man in science and engineering. Jia Dairu still attached great importance to Jia Zheng, but he was too obedient, and he was a bit inconspicuous compared with Jia She.

"From now on, you come to Qingfengyuan for half an hour every day after dinner, and I will teach you physics and chemistry alone."

Jia Dairu put the training of science and engineering talents on the agenda.

"Don't think that if you study physical chemistry, you are a craftsman. What we study is science, and science is Mohism, understand?"

Jia Zheng nodded, his face flushed with excitement, "Then I can be considered as the successor of the Mohist school."

"Well, study hard, and you will become a greater scientist than Mozi." Jia Dairu encouraged, "But you can't learn from Mozi. Science needs money to support it. You need to make more money, you know?"

"Don't you smell like copper?" Jia Zheng wrinkled his face. He really wanted to do business, and businessmen nodded and bowed every day.

"Science is the primary productive force. If you learn science well, you will naturally get money."

Jia Zheng didn't understand, "I know, but there is no shortage of money in the house."

Lumping Jia Zheng's limp hair, "Prodigal child!"

Jia Zheng officially followed his third uncle to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, a journey that he would not be afraid to travel around the world. However, the first step, what he wanted to learn was mechanics.

Skipping the basics directly, Jia Zheng learned a little hard and achieved a lot.

"Keep working hard. After learning how to make a clock from my third uncle, a little rooster will come out to crow on the hour." Jia Dairu encouraged at the right time.

Jia Zheng's eyes lit up, and he sounded more interesting than a cotton candy machine.

He has to study hard and make progress every day. The little rooster clock inspired Jia Zheng's boundless motivation.

The cotton candy machine is a very simple machine, and it was finished in a few days. Jia Zheng learned a lot from it, and became more and more interested in machinery, so he simply put aside his favorite Four Books.

Human experience is limited, and he has absolutely and completely put aside the Four Books and Five Classics. Anyway, it is very easy for people like them to think of becoming an official.

At the age of six, Jia Zheng had already made up his mind that he would join the Ministry of Industry in the future and spend the state's money on researching machinery.

No matter how you think about it, it's a beautiful thing.

"Come on, try it first."

Give Jia Zheng the opportunity to operate for the first time.

At this moment, Jia Amnesty returned the book after finishing the book.

"I want to play too." Like a cat smelling fishy, ​​Jia She came up and stared at the cotton candy machine with shining eyes.

"Line up." Jia Dairu said concisely.

Jia Amnesty was stunned for a moment, pointing at Jia Zheng before he was blocked by his third uncle before he could speak.

"Zheng'er helped build the machine. If you didn't help, just line up honestly, otherwise you won't be allowed to play." He squinted at Jia She, "I will do what I say!"

Jia Amnesty fell silent immediately, and stared at Jia Zheng's movements obediently.

Jia Zheng knew the machine very well, so he poured the melted syrup into the machine without haste, stepped on the pedal suddenly, and the container started to spin at high speed.

Strands of slender sugar threads floated out of the small holes in the container and adhered to the walls.

"Wow!" Jia She couldn't help opening his mouth wide.

The syrup has been turned pink by Jia Dairu, and the light pink looks beautiful and magical.

Jia Zheng continued to step on the pedal, and Jia Dairu hurriedly took a stick and rolled up the sugar.

Finally, when the syrup was used up, and Xiao Kong could hardly spit out any more sugar, Jia Zheng stopped.

"It's so beautiful!" He couldn't help but praise.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there would be sugar like clouds in the world.

"Here, try it." Passed the marshmallow to Jia Zheng.

The latter licked it lightly, and the marshmallow melted in his mouth, making it sweet in his heart.

"I'll come, I'll come." Jia Amnesty couldn't wait.

"Next is me." Jia Dairu said.

Jia She shrugged and continued to wait obediently.

When it was finally his turn, he snatched the syrup from Number Zero and poured it all in.

"Too many!" Zero exclaimed.

"It's okay, let him do it if he wants to." Grab a labor force that doesn't cost money, and don't use it for nothing.

Jia Amnesty didn't feel at all that he was a free labor force, and he had a great time playing.

Jia Dairu was in charge of rolling one marshmallow after another. The work was very easy. Later, when Jia She became familiar with the game, he could make a complete set by himself, so Jia Dairu simply picked up one and ate it.

The fruits of the eldest nephew's labor are indeed more delicious.

Finally, all the syrup was used up.

Jia Amnesty panted slightly, grabbed a marshmallow and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's just ordinary sweetness!" Jia She was a little disappointed, tore off a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and asked vaguely, "What kind of candy is this? The name must be poetic."

"Marshmallow." Jia Dairu said dryly.

Cotton candy sounds soft and soft, but it is not poetic.

Jia Amnesty was silent, ate the whole marshmallow in one sitting, and said, "This name is a bit ordinary."

Immediately, he enjoyed himself again, "Let the old ladies and wives see and see."

Picked up two marshmallows and ran off like a wind.

Cotton candy has received unanimous praise from the female family members of the inner house. Although the sweetness is very simple, it can't stand the good-looking.You know, for women, sometimes vision is really more important than taste.

Shi immediately decided to wait for the birth of his daughter to decorate the room with pink, red, yellow and purple cotton candy.

What could be better with a little girl than soft and sweet marshmallows?

Compared to the love of Shi Shi and others, the fourth prince received the cotton candy the next day, and his expression was indescribable.

Why does Mr. think he likes pink?

"It took Zheng'er and I a lot of days to make this." When Jia Dairu said this, Jin Xun had no choice but to bite the bullet and take it back to the house.

"Send it to the princess, forget it, the king will send it there in person!"

I glanced at the marshmallow again, it was a greasy pink color, maybe the princess would like it!

Since their wedding, the fourth concubine and Jin Xun have always treated each other with respect, and every time they wanted to have a few words of warmth with their husbands, they would hold back any amount of words.

Therefore, the two said they were husband and wife, but in fact they really didn't have much relationship.

At least the fourth princess thinks that she is more like a housekeeper than a wife.

"Cough, I got a kind of candy occasionally, and I thought the princess would like it, so I sent it." Jin Xun blushed a little, and gave presents to the princess quite a few times, and it was the first time for him to send jewelry and cloth by himself.

The fourth concubine's eyes widened, it's raining red!

What candy actually let him deliver it himself.

Putting away the box with a smile, Jin Xun saw that she didn't intend to open it, so he urged awkwardly, "Won't the princess take a look?"

The fourth princess opened the box and was stunned.

"This is……"

Marshmallows, especially pink ones, are not generally harmful to women.

Thinking of her serious and rigid husband finding out such things for herself, the fourth princess felt warm in her heart. Her husband is just not very good at expressing, but in fact he still loves her very much.

"If you like other colors, tell me, and I'll look for them." He thought it would be easy to ask Mr. for a cotton candy machine.

"I like pink." The fourth concubine's tears dripped down and dripped onto the marshmallow, melting together.

"It's good if you like it, I think the name of marshmallow is a bit vulgar..." The fourth prince started the chattering mode, and the fourth princess couldn't help rubbing her ears. She didn't expect her grandfather to talk a lot. Do you want to attract the fourth master more in the future? Say a few words?

Talking in one breath without stopping for an hour, it can be seen that you are usually suffocated. As a wife, how can you not share some of it?

The four princesses developed the tree hole function.

The author has something to say: Absolutely continue to rest at home today, and continue to work hard!

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The transfer students in the class looked very familiar. Ning Yuan tried a few times and found that he seemed to be thinking too much. Kong Huai didn't seem to be the younger brother he owed when he was young.

However, when two young hearts slowly approach.

Suddenly one day, Ning Yuan's nonchalant attitude made Kong Huai unable to control himself any longer, and firmly stabilized his lips.

"What you owe me, you must pay!"

Love is salvation, and it is also a debt he owes. In this lifetime, he can only repay Kong Huai's debt.

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