With Fang Xing's decision, the children in Fangjiazhuang called their daughters, and torches were lit in the eating place, and those children were all wandering around the edge of the big stove, and when the flower girl was not paying attention, they quickly reached out to pull a little oil cake down.
"O iniquity!
Such good food, the young master is really stupid to read!
” Hua Niang nagged while pretending not to see the children's small movements, just beckoning someone to take a bowl of soup.
The broth is hot, and there are some red peppers in it, and when I take a bite of it, I suddenly feel that my whole body is hot, and I am very comfortable.
And it's a surprise that you can still find a piece of fat in everyone's bowl!
Eating oil cakes, drinking broth, and under the light of torches, Fang Xing's reputation as a young master was completely raised. …… The whole Fangjiazhuang had a good night's sleep, and the next morning, Fang Xing, who was eating breakfast, saw Xin Laoqi coming in.
"Coming back?"
Fang Xing asked with some surprise.
Xin Laoqi bowed his head and said, "Young Master, we came back last night, but it was a little late, and Ma Su kowtowed to you outside before going back." ” "What a kowtow!"
Fang Xing said in his mouth, but his heart was beautiful.
This is the way to respect teachers!
As he was talking, Xiaobai came in at the door, "Young Master, Ma Su is here." ” Ma Su walked in with a tired expression, first bowed down to greet Master and Master, and then talked about his exam.
Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say much, you should be in it." ” Ma Su took out the content of the test paper he had written silently last night and handed it to Fang Xing, looking forward to Fang Xing's opinion.
Fang Xing didn't even look at it, and said directly: "The eight strands are shackles, and the imperial examination is just a tool to change your background, don't think that these things can play any role in your future life and work." ” This was teaching, so Ma Su immediately bowed his head and agreed.
After Fang Xing finished teaching, he then said to Xiaobai happily: "Go, tell the young lady, just say that we will continue to dig the pit today, but each person will give one more egg." ” This was to celebrate Ma Su's return from the exam, and without waiting for Ma Su to panic, Fang Xing pulled him to the place where the pit was dug.
Along the way, you could see those farmers picking up the excavated soil and going back, Fang Xing asked, "Ma Su, do you know what you can do with this soil?"
” Ma Su shook his head and said a little dazedly: "Teacher, I don't know. ” Fang Xing shook his head and sighed lightly: "You can't sit in the well and watch the sky, don't learn from those rotten Confucians, if you become the kind of guy who doesn't distinguish between grains, the first thing I will do is to expel you from the master, understand?"
” Fang Xing has a great opinion of Confucianism, even if he is a beneficiary, he does not change his original intention.
Ma Su bowed his head to be taught, but Fang Xing pointed to the front and said: "You go too, don't you dig a pit, but you can knock the wall of the cave solid, it's no problem to knock it flat!"
” "Yes, Teacher."
Ma Su took off his coat very obediently, took a wooden hammer from Xin Laoqi's hand and went down to the bottom of the pit.
At the bottom of the pit were two big men, and some of the skinny Ma Su caused a burst of surprise when he went down.
You must know that since Ma Su woke up, these dealers have felt that this kid has been lucky.
The bankers' minds are very simple, but sometimes they will vent some mischief, so Ma Su is unlucky.
Fang Xing walked to the edge of the pit, looked at Ma Su under him stubbornly beating the wooden planks on the pit wall with a wooden hammer, and said to the other party Jay Lun with an expressionless face: "Don't help him, what others do, he will do it!"
” Jay Fang's old face trembled slightly and said, "But young master, Ma Su is just a scholar!"
” Almost all the scholars in these years represent the meaning of being powerless, and they are all the ones who open their mouths.
Fang Xing clapped his hands, looked at the increasingly hot sun, shook his head and said, "Jade can't be cut into a weapon, and I don't want him to be an official in the future and have to rely on his master to do things." ” "Hold on to me."
After the explanation, Fang Xing went back to the main courtyard.
Zhang Shuhui was arranging the banquet in the evening, although Fang Xing's mouth was very hard, but she privately arranged a way to celebrate.
"Husband, one egg per person, this is a big deal!"
In these days, eggs were a luxury, and farmers had to hatch them or sell them at the market in exchange for a little money to buy some household goods.
Fang Xing said disapprenosingly: "After the green storage feed is built, let the farmers raise chickens, and every family will raise them." ” As for the corn in the warehouse, Fang Xing was a little jealous, he was worried that this thing would cause others to covet it.
There are also sweet potatoes, which can be planted on any piece of land, and the sweet potato vines can also be fed to pigs.
It's just that Fang Xing doesn't dare to try it at the moment, at least not until he feels safe.
Ma Su was working at the bottom of the pit, and the two big men on the side were talking in a weird way, and at the same time gave him the most difficult place to beat.
"Puff puff!"
The beating continued, and soon, Ma Su felt a pain in his palm, and he knew that it was blistering.
"Rotten Confucian!"
Thinking of the teacher's words, Ma Su gritted his teeth and slapped the pit wall vigorously until lunch.
Today's lunch was hearty, and there were actually noodles.
Hua Niang viciously asked those people to wash their hands so as not to stain the dishes and chopsticks.
"And broth!"
As soon as the smell of meat wafted out, everyone snorted and waited in line for food.
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A large bowl of noodles is poured with broth, and then a little oil and spicy seeds, and the farmers eat hula hula.
Ma Su didn't want chili peppers, but Jay Fang, who was in charge of the work, said with a strange face: "Little Pony, the young master said that you must eat chili peppers." ” The great man said, it's not spicy or that, Fang Xing thought so, so he wanted to cultivate his disciple's taste.
Ma Su's palms were no longer worn out, and he squatted to the side with a big bowl tremblingly, looking at the hot air coming out of the bowl, his eyes were a little red.
But these days, the teacher is the sky, and you have to do whatever he tells you to do.
After eating noodles, rest for half an hour, this is the rule of Fang Xing.
Ma Su returned the bowl, and when he was a little sad, Zhang Shuhui came, and the villagers lowered their heads.
"You kid, why are you so careless."
Zhang Shuhui asked Ma Su to open her hands, looked at the worn blood blisters, and couldn't help frowning.
"Master."
Ma Su's eyes turned even redder, and he tilted his head to the side to prevent Zhang Shuhui from seeing his embarrassment.
"Hey!
I don't know what your master thinks, but it's always for you. ” Zhang Shuhui chattered as she disinfected his palms with a purple potion, and finally applied the ointment.
"If you can't stand it, don't hold it up!
My wife will help you go. ” Ma Su stiffened his neck and said, "No, Master, I can do it." ” In one morning, Ma Su experienced a lot, and he was like an outlier among these villagers, and the outliers were often to be excluded.
Half an hour later, without anyone calling, the farmers consciously picked up the tools and continued to work, and Ma Su was among them, silently going down to the bottom of the pit.