Farming and teaching across different worlds

He took out the money, handed it to Shi Jingchen, and said, "Then third brother, take it, go and buy some delicious food."

Shi Jingchen glanced at him indifferently, lowered his eyebrows, and said without reaching out, "I have money."

Hearing this, Ji Xiuran snorted coldly, raised his hand, and threw the money into his arms, and said angrily, "My money is hot or something? It's the same for one or two."

A few broken pieces of silver hit Shi Jingchen's body, fell to the ground again, and rolled a few times before stopping.

Although the movement was big, it didn't use much force, and it didn't feel much when it hit Shi Jingchen.

But when he saw this person getting angry, he suddenly felt helpless in his heart, so he had to pick up the scattered silver, put it away, and said softly, "I'll take it."

Seeing that he readily accepted it, Ji Xiuran was no longer angry, smiled, and said, "That's right, but when the third brother goes out, remember to buy two catties of white sugar for me."

The best white granulated sugar in Daxia Kingdom is only twenty cents a catty, which is much cheaper than salt.

Although Shi Jingchen didn't know what this man wanted candy for, he didn't ask too much, and naturally he wouldn't refuse his request, so he nodded in response.

At this time, Brother Ji came in from the outside, saw Shi Jingchen sitting at the door, and asked, "Er Niu, we will go to town in a while, will you go?"

Today they had a good harvest, the one pheasant reserved for Ji Xiuran to make soup, five chickens, and six hares had to be delivered to the town as soon as possible.

Shi Jingchen listened, nodded, agreed, quickly packed the things on the ground, went into the room, took out his own bag, and went out.

Brother Ji was about to turn around, and when he saw Ji Xiuran sitting in the room with an envious expression on his face, he couldn't help but stop, and asked with some distress: "Yaoer, is there anything you want?"

If you sell those things today, you should have some income and have enough money to buy some things.

Not being able to take Yao'er out together, and buying him something can be regarded as compensation.

Ji Xiuran shook his head with a smile, and said, "No, brother, be careful on the road."

I have given Shi Jingchen what I want to buy, so I don't have to bother others.

His subconscious thought clearly put Shi Jingchen among the people he trusted the most, but he didn't realize it at all.

However, Brother Ji didn't know the inside story, and after hearing his brother's concern, he cheerfully agreed, and then turned and left.

Brother Ji and the others didn't waste much time, went to the town to sell their prey, bought things, and came back at the end of the day.

Brother Ji and the others bought some daily necessities, while Shi Jingchen bought a bunch of bones and two catties of sugar.

When Brother Ji saw what Shi Jingchen bought at the market, he couldn't help but mutter a few words.

When I got home, I still couldn't help but say a few more words: "This bone stick has no meat, don't you think it's a waste of money?"

At this time, Mother Ji and the others also gathered around to look at the things they brought back, and when they heard Brother Ji's words, they also looked at Shi Jingchen with disapproval.

Shi Jingchen just said with a flat face: "Xiu Ran wants it."

Before mother Ji reprimanded her, she made a 180-degree turn and said, "Your son wants it, so there is a reason for him, and the boss should stop talking about it."

When Shi Jingchen heard this, he couldn't help but curled his lips in amusement, and as expected, he moved out of Xiuran, and the family members had nothing to say.

Seeing that everyone in the family shut their mouths and didn't pursue it anymore, they didn't stay any longer. They took the bones to the kitchen, washed them, smashed them open, and put them in a pot to stew.

Then he took the bag of sugar and walked to his room.

At dinner, in addition to a bowl of rice, there was also a bowl of bone soup in front of everyone.

After two hours of stewing, the milky white soup looks very appetizing.

Father Ji took a look and found that everyone was impatient, so he raised his chopsticks, picked up a dish, and signaled for dinner.

Everyone seemed to have lifted the ban, and they picked up the soup in front of them in unison, and took a sip.

Afterwards, they all showed satisfied expressions, and the children even buried their faces in the bowl after drinking.

After Sanqing finished drinking, he licked his mouth, couldn't help but twitched his mouth, pondered for a moment, and then said in a childish voice: "This soup is really delicious, it tastes like meat."

The other children also nodded in agreement.

Ji Xiuran couldn't help laughing when he heard their childish talk.

After that, he happily picked up his own soup bowl, drank it all, then picked up a broken bone stick, and sucked the bone marrow inside.

Anyone who loves to eat bones knows that the essence is the stewed bone marrow.

Seeing Ji Xiuran's satisfied face, the children couldn't help imitating his example and sucking on the stick.

But the technology is not good enough, and I can't eat it in my mouth after sucking it for a long time.

Daqing was the closest to Ji Xiuran, and couldn't help asking for help: "Uncle, how do you eat?"

Seeing them anxiously scratching their heads, Ji Xiuran couldn't help laughing, then took out a hollow straw, handed it over, and said, "Try this."

With the tools, it was much easier. The little ones finally ate delicious food, and their little faces were full of satisfaction.

Father Ji and the others also started to learn, and started eating with a straw.

He couldn't help admiring: "So the bones are eaten like this. This half of my life is really in vain."

Ji's mother couldn't help laughing and echoing: "That's right, if it wasn't for Yao'er, none of us would know that bones can still be eaten like this. It's really no worse than meat."

The elder brother and the second elder brother of the Ji family also nodded in agreement with their mouths full of greasy food.

At this time, the sister-in-law who had been silent all this time suddenly said: "Uncle is worthy of being a scholar, he just knows more than others. It would be great if Daqing could also read."

As soon as the voice fell, the adults at the dinner table put away their happy expressions, and there was silence.

Only the unaffected children are still eating happily.

Brother Ji frowned and glared at Sister Ji, and scolded, "Eat your meal."

Mrs. Ji wanted to say something more, but seeing the unhappy look in her man's eyes, she had no choice but to swallow it unwillingly.

Ji's father and Ji's mother sat at the head, looking a little displeased, but they didn't make a sound.

Ji Xiuran smiled lightly, and said, "Sister-in-law, if you don't mind, I, as an uncle, will do my best to teach them how to read and write."

After hearing this, Mrs. Ji became excited, and said quickly, "I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it."

Ji Ersao's eyes fluctuated a little, but she didn't dare to intervene.

Ji Xiuran continued with a smile: "Qingfeng and Qingyu should be together too, they have reached the age of enlightenment."

After hearing this, Second Aunt Ji immediately said excitedly, "Then I will trouble Uncle."

Ji's father and Ji's mother disapproved, but seeing the excited expressions of Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Ji, they did not say anything to stop them.

Father Ji sighed, and said, "Xiu Ran, you can handle it yourself, don't be too tired."

Ji Xiuran replied with a smile: "Father, don't worry, son will save it."

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The next day, Ji Xiuran got up earlier than usual, but it was still later than the rest of the family.

After washing up, I ate the breakfast left for myself at home, and walked around the yard twice.

Then I went back to my room and started to do my homework for the day.

After practicing the characters, I took out the book and continued to study by referring to the book of memory.

Half an hour later, I raised my head to rest for a while, and happened to see Shi Jingchen surrounded by three little dolls on the doorstep, not knowing what he was doing.

He thought of what he promised yesterday, so he got up and walked over.

Shi Jingchen was sitting on the doorstep, holding a tool, lowering his head and seriously polishing the little rabbit he made earlier.

Erqing and Sanqing were squatting on the ground beside them, each holding a small wooden bull, playing seriously.

From time to time, she turned her head to look at the movements of Shi Jingchen's hands.

Erhong sat on a small stool, staring at the little wooden rabbit in Shi Jingchen's hand without blinking.

She couldn't even walk steadily, but now she was sitting firmly on the stool, which was really embarrassing for her.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuran understood a general idea in a blink of an eye.

The children in the mountain village don't have any toys, and they can play for half a day just picking up a stone on the mountain.

How precious it is to have one or two toys made by family members.

You can understand the love the two boys have for their little wooden cow.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiuran felt a little annoyed at his carelessness, he was not as attentive as Shi Jingchen when it came to treating the children.

Since I came here, I haven't taken care of the children at all.

Chapter 13

Ji Xiuran watched Shi Jingchen make toys for several children with great care, and his heart was also touched.

As soon as he had an idea, he had an idea.

He walked forward, sat down next to Shi Jingchen, and watched the movements of his hands begin to finish.

After a while, Shi Jingchen finished the little rabbit and handed it to Erhong who had been waiting, and received a big smile from the little guy.

He also showed a satisfied smile, then lowered his head, and cleaned up the tools and scattered wood on the ground.

Only then did Ji Xiuran seize the opportunity, and said, "Third brother, I thought of something, see if you can do it."

After speaking, he picked up a wooden stick and drew on the ground.

Shi Jingchen didn't look at his painting, but took the cushion from the chair next to him, put it beside him, and motioned him to sit down.

As soon as the man recovered, he began to act like a demon. He sat on the stone steps with a big face without looking at him.

It doesn't matter if he has strong firepower, can his physique compare to his own?

Ji Xiuran lifted his butt very cooperatively, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.

After finishing the painting, he pointed to Shi Jingchen and explained: "Third brother, look, this is a wooden board. Isn't it very simple to cut it into seven pieces like this?"

Shi Jingchen looked at it calmly, and nodded slightly.

Then he picked up a piece of wood and started to make it, and soon cut it into seven small wooden boards that Ji Xiuran wanted, and handed them over.

Ji Xiuran took it over with a look of joy, and couldn't help but praise: "Third Brother,