A little sweet through the fragrant

In winter, it is suitable for a family to nest together and sit around to eat small hanging pots.

The sweet and moist soup base inside is bubbling and bubbling, and all kinds of side dishes can be eaten as you like.

They all hold small bowls, in which they mix sesame paste and peanut butter as the base, add pepper noodles, salt, sesame seeds and crushed peanuts, and a spoonful of red oil forced out of their own fried chili sauce.

Roll the vegetables in a circle, and the spicy taste will warm up the whole body, and everyone will sweat from the tip of their noses.

If you want to eat something lighter, you can scald the vegetables in the clear soup, and it will be delicious to eat.

Yuncheng told them that he went to the shop to scare several people today, and he still found it funny when he told them, "They are actually afraid of me."

Cunyin said that he is very prestigious now, "Especially after the training class is over, you drove away a few old oily people, how dare they flirt in front of you."

Speaking of the few scholars who were driven away, Yuncheng remembered another thing, which he forgot to tell the shopkeeper Jin today.

It's the problems I noticed when I sorted out the syllabus recently, and what I decided after talking with Ye Cunshan about going to Beijing to rush for the exam.

Without telling Shopkeeper Jin, Yuncheng told his family at the dinner table, "I used to patronize to find innovative themes, ignoring the restrictions brought by the background of the times. Novels with scholars as the protagonists, under my guidance , that kind of drama that relies on all kinds of beauties to see each other all the way has been relegated to the low-end, but I didn't intend to do so."

It is true that he looks down on some of the protagonists for eating and taking, but in terms of the subject matter alone, this style of writing is also a major attraction in this subject matter.

He used to have modern concepts. When he knew that there were many poor scholars in ancient times and there were many difficulties on the way to the exam, he also ignored this because of the better living conditions.

What supplements the article is the amount of reading. Just like modern novels, in ancient scripts, some common-sense things will be written with a sentence to make the article feel real, but the author himself will not introduce at length, he quickly scans the article Sometimes, this detail is also overlooked.

And because the cool structure arrangement was not dealt with, after being disassembled by Yuncheng, the scholar is short of money-the beauties give money, and the scholar is short of others-the beauties continue to send, and the "rule of three times" that is common in modern stories will be less in the middle ——that is, when the protagonist is faced with something, a certain obstacle, he will make two failed attempts and succeed on the third.

Without the process of the protagonist's own hard work, the plot becomes a lack-acquisition. Under the main line and the main tone, the male protagonist eats and takes all the time, and the female supporting staff all the way.

It just happened to be the exam season, and the preview version of the lesson plans for his training class was released in advance, and they are available everywhere. Even if the students who are rushing for the exam don't care about it, they will still be able to listen to others.

According to Ye Cunshan, some impoverished areas did not have a tribute courtyard, and they wanted to go all the way to Beijing.

From the moment they embark on the road to rush for the exam, the mentality of the scholars will fluctuate.

The most poignant point of the character design is that you and I can see our own shadow in the protagonist.

Therefore, Yuncheng urgently needs a script for mainstream scholars to catch up with the exam, and to guide the direction of the wind.

Because most people just hope that someone can help them when they are in trouble, whether it is male or female, old or young, it doesn't matter.

He can't let extreme people mistakenly think that he looks down on poor scholars, that's not good.

Cunyin was a little dazed when he heard that, "Isn't it?"

Ye Cunshan said that he could find someone to write about it, "I have met a lot of exams in the past few years. People who are usually polite and restrained will become sensitive and suspicious when the exam is approaching. So when there are many candidates in various places, it is obvious They are weak scholars, and there will be many fights and fights."

People always have a way to vent their emotions. Huabenshop is not a living person, nor is it standing in front of them. If one person speaks a few words, the reputation will be pulled down a lot.

Scholar is still the easiest person to sympathize with. Yuncheng's behavior of calling the scholar to write the manuscript may be misinterpreted at that time, saying that he bullies others and ruins his future.

Yun Cheng said this because he wanted to prepare in advance and prevent problems before they happen.

After being told by Ye Cunshan, he felt that it became a necessary thing.

Ye Cunshan said: "It is not uncommon in previous years to use the words of scholars to make trouble."

When you are emotionally sensitive, you tend to follow the crowd, your emotions are mobilized, your judgment is reduced, and it is not surprising to do anything.

He felt that the training class went smoothly from the beginning to the end, but few people who do business are really generous, and their family is not without offending people. They were pulled by their pigtails, so of course they had to take the opportunity to make trouble.

You don't have to think about ruining it, and you can have fun while causing people to burn out for a while.

Yun Cheng attached great importance to his opinion.

That night, I sat down on the heating table with Ye Cunshan to write and draw.

There was a rest at the end of the month, so Ye Cunshan didn't study tonight, so he took Yuanyuan into the house after dinner, and took her to draw rabbits on scrap paper for fun.

Also after Dongtao moved into the house for more than half a month, she chatted with her daughter to see if the two girls got along well.

Yuanyuan has an obvious preference, and she didn't show resistance to Dongtao, which shows that they get along well.

They are the biological fathers, and when their daughter grows up, they have to avoid suspicion. In the future, Yuanyuan will get along with Dongtao more, so let's take advantage of what is in Yuanyuan's heart now, and ask about the details of their relationship, for fear that Yuanyuan will be soft-tempered. , Don't tell your family if you suffer a disadvantage.

Listening to the two of them chatting, Yuncheng felt that Ye Cunshan's question was not good, so he kicked him under the table.

After kicking twice, Ye Cunshan pinched his foot.

He already had experience, and he could lift his other foot to rub against Ye Cunshan's calf.

Looking at each other in mid-air, Ye Cunshan told Yuncheng to stop making trouble, "Hurry up and write, it's cold after sitting down for a long time."

After sitting for a long time, the body temperature drops, and the side of the table is warm, and the back is not heated, and it is cold.

Yuncheng made a rough outline. On the basis of the original beauties from all walks of life, he added two attempts by the scholar. This thing is a record of skills, and the specific plot is arranged in detail.

As long as the goal can be achieved and the effect he wants is met, the plot used is very flexible and can be adjusted according to the real-time progress and the environment.

I don't think about it for the time being, and the outline is written very quickly.

There is another consideration here, whether to replace the beauties in it with various supporting roles.

Some people gave a bowl of coarse tea, some took shelter from the rain, some shared the not-so-abundant dry food pancakes in the temple, and some supported each other together.

This kind of thing, judging from the way Yuncheng is used to writing commercial and cool articles, is an invalid plot, too bland and running account.

And the topics he doesn't write about also have a large number of fixed audiences. On various websites, they have been in the Ivy League for more than ten years.

It's about farming, there are those who beat the face and beat the best, and those who live a warm and prosperous life. It can be written, it depends on who writes it.

"Shall I let Yuan Mo write it?"

Yuncheng turned the outline around and pushed it to Ye Cunshan's side.

Ye Cunshan grabbed Yuanyuan's hand in time to prevent her from scribbling.

After reading it, he said to Yuncheng, "I think you should write it."

Yun Cheng frowned, "I still have a lot of things to do."

The teaching syllabus has not been sorted out yet, so where is the time?

Ye Cunshan said that Yuan Mo might not be able to write this thing, "I think his writing feels very good. His mentality has changed, and the feeling of writing is different. He is very motivated now, and he can't write the flat tone you want."

Yun Cheng said: "Then I am not in this style of writing."

Ye Cunshan laughed back.

Yun Cheng: "..."

"Although I can write in the vernacular, I really don't have this style of writing."

The style of writing is different from the habits, and the articles are very different.

For example, if there is a superstar coming out to jump, Yuncheng's regular writing method is to make the superstar yell at him, put his hips on his hips, stare and spit, and spray whatever is unpleasant, so that everyone who sees it will feel that the superstar is scolding himself, the value of hatred Pulls well.

But if he follows the tone he has set now, this top quality will jump out, will restrain himself, will become ambivalent and say sour words, and may just roll his eyes-she can't understand it, and readers know that she can't understand it used to it, but she didn't say it.Because I didn't say anything, I didn't do anything, there is a probability that readers will turn back their favor, saying that this superb product is not bad.

The scholar who often cooperates in the shop, Yun Cheng knows it well, this manuscript, apart from Yuan Mo, He Quan is more suitable.

He is very capable of catching people's hearts, and his detailed description is the best one in the shop at present, which is very suitable for poking people's hearts in plain plots.

But he hadn't finished writing the text.

Yuncheng decided to try out a batch of manuscripts temporarily in the past few days, and also arrested Yuan Mo to try out the manuscripts. Someone wrote the best, and no one wrote it, and then uploaded it himself, trying to send this manuscript out before public opinion is mobilized—— It's too wicked to rub the heat, not to end after the scholars have already burst into anger, and it is easy to get burned.

Yun Cheng accepted the manuscript, folded two paper cranes for Yuan Yuan, and told her to take them back to her room, "One for Yuan Yuan, one for Dongtao."

Yuanyuan knew that she was going to sleep, so she yawned cooperatively, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, which stained her eyelashes, and illuminated by the candlelight, it was a bright warm yellow.

Ye Cunshan sent her back to the nanny's room, and when she came back, Yun Cheng had already got into bed.

He held grudges very much, and was distracted by talking about other things in the middle. After entering, he immediately hugged Yuncheng to prevent him from avoiding him, and his big feet rubbed against Yuncheng's calf to get angry.

Yun Cheng told him not to move, "I'm not going to be so hard on you."

Ye Cunshan moved his mouth without moving his feet, pressed him to kiss him for a while, and said to him: "You are not strong, but you are brave. You dare to tease me under the nose of my daughter. What are you afraid of now?"

Yun Cheng's eyes widened, "Ye Xiaoshan, you've read too much and started talking nonsense, right? I'll just rub you twice, and you say that?"

Ye Cunshan didn't say a word, his feet were disheveled in the quilt, and he rubbed Yuncheng's calf with such light force as a tickle.

Yuncheng was silent for two seconds, then stretched out his hand to pinch Ye Cunshan's stiff waist, "I'm sorry for you!"

If you use your hands and feet, you have to fight on the kang, and you get up late the next day.

When Yuncheng woke up, Ye Cunshan had already gone to the story book shop for him, and gave the outline to the shopkeeper Jin, asking him to follow the story line first and find someone to try the draft.

Before the official draft trial, I didn't know the specific subject matter, but they all felt that Yuncheng was in such a hurry, it must be something that could make money, so Jin Treasurer reminded that the writing method is different, maybe there is only the basic retouching fee, and he also said in the mouth Through word of mouth, many scholars came.

Yuan Mo and Ye Cunshan were in the same government school, and they took a rest on the same day. They were called to the shop and asked him to try the manuscript, but he declined.

Ye Cunshan said to Yuncheng: "He is going to finish "The Number One Scholar". The recent training has found a way, and he plans to focus on this while you are still in Fucheng."

The manuscript was written by a temporary important person. Yuan Mo didn't know the importance, so it's normal to have such a decision.

Furthermore, the shop has always been in the mode of trial drafting, unless the specific subject matter is difficult, otherwise the effect will drop, and in the end someone will be able to write it, so he doesn't care.

Ye Cunshan took care of it for him, so Yuncheng didn't have to go to the shop, and he went to Lu's small courtyard with Ye Cunshan after getting up.

Ye Cunshan went to Mr. Peng for class, and Yun Cheng came to rub the seat and the heater, sorting out the teaching materials.

After lunch, the two of them went home together. In the afternoon, Ye Cunshan studied to make up his homework, and Yuncheng took advantage of today to continue refining the drawing.

Cunyin took his embroidery basket and sat here with his elder brother and sister-in-law, while watching Yuanyuan play with Dongtao.

With a little girl by my side, Yuanyuan's smiling faces became more numerous, and the family couldn't do without laughter and talking a lot throughout the day.

She is still young and has a small heart. She can never get tired of playing with the things she likes, and she has more toys than most children.

Dongtao has never played like this in her life. She plays with Yuanyuan every day. A few days ago, she was anxious and wanted to find a job. Later, she knew that she was mainly to accompany Yuanyuan, so she became more courageous. She did a good job in this matter.

Cunyin asked Yuncheng if he wanted to go to Liu Xiaotian's house to play, "Sitting is sitting anyway, let elder brother watch the children."

Usually he and his sister-in-law look at Yuanyuan.

Yun Cheng couldn't say it, "Mr. Yuan took a rest today, and he avoided suspicion when we passed by. Are the husband and wife still getting along?"

Chu Yin was puzzled, "Don't they get along every day?"

Yun Cheng glanced at him, "Don't ask children if they don't understand."

He also asked Cunyin, "Didn't you see you wearing the cloak my cousin gave you? Don't you like it?"

Cunyin cut the thread with scissors, and now the set of tools in his hand was also given by Lu Ying, which is very convenient.

The scissors are sharp, the finger guards are strong, the needles are also durable, and even thick objects that are hard to sew will not bend or bend.

He replied: "I plan to wear it again during the Chinese New Year."

Red, festive.

There are new furs this year, and Chuyin plans to sew cloaks for the family members.

"In the past, I made shawls, vests and gloves, and the fur was useless. I chose the color and cut it together."

Everything about clothes is up to him.

Yuncheng was willing to use it if it was useful, and he asked Cunyin to remember to get a few more pairs of plush insoles, "It's soft and warm to stuff in the shoes."

Cunyin never dared to think of such a luxurious thing before, but now he agrees immediately.

Several correspondences a year, Lu Ying has sent furs, there are a lot of things, they have a small family, so it is better to be as comfortable as possible instead of leaving it damp and moldy.

He just did what he said, he stopped threading the needle and thread, packed the embroidery basket, went to the utility room to search for furs, and brought over the fur scraps that had been cut for Yuanyuan's clothes.

There are also large pieces that can cut out a few pairs of insoles.

In winter, only Ye Cunshan goes out more, the academy is no better than his home, so these warm clothes are his first, and he is not in a hurry to wear them anyway.

The size of the adult’s shoes remains the same, but the shape of the feet is preserved in silver deposits—the feet are stepped on, and the mold is drawn compared to the sidelines.

Insoles and soles are made according to this.

Brother and sister-in-law didn't need to re-measure, but they took off their shoes and socks to save the silver, and took the scrap paper by themselves, and compared the size of their own feet.

He has grown older, he has been more active this year, he has grown taller, his physique has improved, and his feet have grown a bit.

Seeing him like this, Yuncheng asked him if his shoes were too small.

Cunyin said it was okay, "Don't stuff the insoles, wear wool socks, it's just right."

It just happened to be a little tight, and the whole thing was squeezed.

Yuncheng told him not to wear small shoes, "Just buy them with silver."

I buy good clothes and shoes at home. If they are too small, they can be pawned at the pawnshop.

Wash it clean, the soles are not worn much, the price is low, you can give it away, add some money to buy new ones, and save almost half.

Generally, winter boots are also pawned. In other seasons, they like to wear cloth shoes. These are homemade and comfortable to wear, but it is not easy to sell second-hand.

Cuyin thought for a while, and exchanged the boots he usually wears for money to buy new ones. He kept those boots. He hadn’t worn them a few times, and they would sell them at half the price when they pawned them off. He bought new boots just to match the cloak. Not worth it.

After such a decision, the elder brother and sister-in-law will not give money, but he is the housekeeper and has money in his hand.

It gets dark early in winter, and the money is saved quickly. In one afternoon, I sewed five pairs of insoles. When the cook came to cook, I packed up my things, washed my hands, and went in to make supplementary food for Yuanyuan.

Yuncheng said to Ye Cunshan, "Did you find that Cunyin is still like a small long-term worker? He is busy every day, and there is no time outside the house."

Ye Cunshan didn't care about this, and told Yun Cheng not to care, "Then what are you doing out of sight? The two of us are not idle."

Yuncheng didn't talk about it, and took the drawing that hadn't dried the paint to the empty table that was packed up separately to dry.

The most time-consuming step for him now is to dry the paint. The line draft has been drawn long ago, and the paint is laid out layer by layer. Multiple drawings are put together. Due to the low temperature in winter, he has to wait patiently.

Yun Cheng gathered up the remaining fur scraps and called Dong Tao over.

He asked Dongtao if she knew how to sew, "Want to learn?"

The master made clothes and insoles for the little girl, he didn't mind, the child is still young, so it's okay to take care of it.

I just want to find something else to distract Dongtao, so that she won't be at a loss when Yuanyuan is taking a nap, and she will feel uneasy no matter how long she stays.

This little girl who was judged a bit fierce by Aunt Pingzhi at the beginning, spoke timidly to Yuncheng, "I, I can try..."

Everyone in the family knows needlework, which is nothing more than the difference between fine and rough.

Yuncheng didn't touch the needle for a while, so he asked Dongtao to take the fur, and went back to the house to bring her out a small bamboo basket, which was full of things for embroidery.

"I sewed a rabbit bag and a small cotton bag for Yuanyuan before. These things are enough. If you want to try it, you can sew it yourself first. If you can't, then go to Aunt Pingzhi."

After being taken by Aunt Pingzhi for a while, she remembered her identity as a "servant" very clearly, and she definitely would not leapfrog to find Yuncheng and say no, nor would she go to Cunyin.

She nodded and didn't leave, she was still waiting for Yuncheng to speak.

Yuncheng asked her what she was waiting for, and Dongtao asked her what she was going to sew, "Is it also a rabbit?"

Yuncheng smiled, "Sew what you like, and leave it after sewing. This is your reward."

Dongtao looked at him, dumbfounded and speechless.

But the light in his eyes gradually brightened, and his smile was such a bright joy that he couldn't hold it back.

When I looked closely, I realized that the light was reflected by tears inside.

Yun Cheng put his hands on her head, rubbed her soft hair, and told her to take her things back to her room, "It's time to eat."

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