What Ling Yun thinks in his heart is completely opposite to what his father wants.
He just thinks that since you can't get enough of him, I have no choice but to fool you.
As for the money-making ideas, he had already planned them in his mind, but the time had not yet come. For example, making high-quality wine is one of them.
Most of the wines in ancient times were rice wine. The alcohol content of rice wine was not high, with an alcohol content of about ten degrees.
As long as he can make a high-quality wine, he will probably have enough food and clothing for the rest of his life, and even becoming a rich man will not be a problem.
It's just that he has to think about it again and again. After all, he has almost forgotten this distillation experiment.
Furthermore, in ancient times, without absolute self-preservation strength, he would never and would not dare to make something worth thousands of gold.
Otherwise, if you are spied on by a powerful person and end up with money and people and money, it will not be a blessing but a disaster.
The common man is not guilty, but the jade is guilty.
It seems that he must take the imperial examination road, otherwise even self-preservation will be a problem.
Only by firmly controlling your life in your own hands can you feel safe.
"If he is really my precious son, why would my father be willing to let my precious son eat noodles every time? Come on, let's eat roast chicken."
As he spoke, he picked him up, kissed him hard on the face, and walked decisively to the restaurant.
I really didn’t expect that if he wanted to have a good meal for the first time, he would have to fight his father’s wits and courage. I don’t know whether it’s funny or sad!
"Waiter, please have a roast chicken and two of the most distinctive dishes in the store."
Ling Daren sat inside and ordered three hard dishes in succession.
Ling Yun was so shocked that he couldn't speak. As expected, this man who always talked about cheating had to be coerced and lured before he was willing to bleed.
If not, trying to pluck the feathers off the iron rooster's head like his father is like fishing for the moon from the bottom of the sea.
"Okay! Gentlemen, please wait a moment."
When the waiter heard that Ling Daren was ordering dishes, and they were all expensive dishes, he stepped forward to greet him warmly.
Sure enough, rich people are good. Compared with the waiter at the noodle shop last time, the service in front of me was completely different.
Ling Daren seemed to have lost himself in the noise. He spread his hands and leaned back. There was a "click" sound, which startled him.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Dad suddenly remembered that the bamboo rat at home had not been fed yet, and he was a little worried." Ling Daren patted his forehead lightly, feeling embarrassed.
Speaking of which, his father's topic jumping skills are so terrifying!
But you want to use this rough method to resolve the embarrassment in your heart, but Ling Yun doesn't want to do it.
"Dad, isn't the second sister always taking care of the bamboo rats at home?"
"Oh...yes, yes, dad is so concerned that he is confused. It is really unnecessary."
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"The food is here, please use it slowly."
Fortunately, the waiter's serving of food diverted Ling Yun's attention.
The waiter placed the three dishes they ordered on the table in an orderly manner.
Three dishes, one roasted chicken, one steamed crucian carp, and one that looks like a lion head.
"Dad, this roast chicken is better than the ones outside." Ling Yun ate the delicious dishes on the table with relish, while not forgetting to talk to his father.
"Yes, yes, it is indeed more delicious than the food outside. It is indeed more expensive." Ling Daren wolfed down the food and gave a thumbs up, agreeing very much.
The skin of this roasted chicken is charred and brown, making people salivate just by looking at it.
Originally, Ling Yun thought it was no different from the roast chicken last time, but when the waiter brought it to him, the saliva in his mouth flowed out involuntarily.
The roasted chicken is tender and boneless, full of flavor and juicy. It is salty and delicious, fat but not greasy, and the skin is crispy.
Even if you are smelling it with your nose next to it, it can be said to be a kind of enjoyment.
Needless to say, when you are hungry, even after you have had enough wine and food, you can't help but salivate when you smell the intoxicating aroma, and you can't help but want to eat more.
And this fish is fragrant and delicious.
This lion head is soft and delicious, with a refreshing aroma.
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"Xiao Er, do you know if there are any famous private schools or academies nearby?"
After drinking and eating, Ling Daren did not forget to inquire about the news from the waiter.
"Sir, there is a private school on the East Street not far away." When the waiter heard this, he told the information he knew.
"Oh? What's going on there?" Ling Daren listened intently.
"Master, this, what exactly is this? I don't know, but I just know that there is such a place. If you two really want to know the news, you might as well go to Tingshu Pavilion, where you can pay as long as you can afford it.
I can tell you all kinds of news clearly."
"How to get to Tingshu Pavilion?" Ling Daren immediately raised his head when he heard this.
"When you go out from here, turn right and go all the way to the end and you'll see it."
The waiter was polite, but when Ling Daren paid, even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked.
After coming out of the restaurant, I followed the waiter's guidance and walked forward for nearly two miles, when I saw a plaque with the name Tingshu Pavilion written on it.
This bookstore is not high, only a two-story building.
There is a rectangular pool in front of the pavilion, surrounded by stone railings, and connected to the back hall of Wenhua Hall by a stone arch bridge. Fish and algae are cultivated in the pool, which creates a rich atmosphere.
Entering it, there is a large rosewood marble table in the center.
On the case, there are various dharma stickers from famous people, as well as several precious inkstones, various brush holders, and the pens inserted in the sea of pens are as dazzling as a forest.
There is also a big Ru kiln flower bag on the side, with a bag full of white chrysanthemums with crystal balls in it.
Ling Yun was immersed in this artifact with a sense of age, and secretly lamented that the ancient architectural style was indeed magnificent. A small listening room seemed old and simple, but in fact it was full of connotations.
"Is that you?" The man in front of him turned around and saw that it was the child who was selling the stroller that day. He couldn't help but feel strange.
"Ah, it's you." Ling Yun came back to his senses and found that the man staring at him was actually the man who spent a lot of money that day. He couldn't help but exclaimed.
"You kid, if you don't sell your stroller well, why are you here?" The man looked at the father and son looking around and couldn't help but look up and down and asked.
"That's it, sir. This kid is already five and a half years old this year, and he wants to find a place for enlightenment, but he doesn't know which private school in the county is better, so he came here to ask about it." Ling Yun first calmly bowed his hand to the man and saluted him.
"You're a smart guy, but you don't need to call me husband. My surname is Zhang Shan Lei, so just call me Zhang Lei." Seeing Ling Yun salute first and then say "sir" in return, he couldn't help frowning.
"I don't dare, kid."
"Oh? There are also things you don't dare to do. I looked quite brave that day." Looking at Ling Yun's nervous look, he suddenly smiled.
Next to the man was a boy, about thirteen years old and very strong.
The look in his eyes seemed to be hostile, and Ling Yun was confused.
"How about we get married and call you Uncle Zhang?" Ling Yun cautiously raised his head and glanced at the man.
"Well, it's not impossible." Zhang Lei thought about it for a while and nodded in agreement.
"Uncle Zhang." Ling Yun saluted.
"You are quite clever." Faced with Ling Yun's invitation, he was stunned, but did not refuse.
"This is Quanzi Zhang Quan." Zhang Lei pointed at the boy next to him. Seeing that he was stunned, he slapped him on the back of the head.
"Brother Zhang." Ling Yun saluted the boy again.
Under the coercion of the man, the boy reluctantly gave Ling Yun a gift in return.
Ling Yun pouted, wondering why this person had such hatred for him?
When did the grudge begin? It seems they have never seen it before!
What Ling Yun didn't know was that when the man came home from buying a stroller that day, he gave one to Zhang Quan's younger siblings.
Zhang Quan discovered that his younger brothers and sisters all had gifts brought back by their father, but he didn't, so he robbed his younger brother's car.
Originally, he just wanted to borrow it for fun because it looked strange, but his brother didn't agree and the two pulled each other.
Zhang Quan's half-brother is only half his height, so he will be his opponent there.
So he exerted force and knocked his younger brother down. This scene happened to be seen by Zhang Lei who was passing by.
So Zhang Quan was severely punished by Zhang Lei, saying that as an elder brother, he shamelessly bullied his younger brother.
Zhang Quan's mother begged and begged, saying that the child was still young and not sensible, so he just needed more education in the future.
Unexpectedly, when Zhang Lei heard that the child was still young, he immediately became angry and questioned Zhang Lei's mother, Mrs. Liu.
He said that the seller of the stroller he bought today was still young, but he was calm and composed when facing him as the buyer.
And what about him? He is already ten years old.
He is still so ignorant that he bullies his four-year-old brother. How can he do it?
After saying that, he was so angry that he struck harder.
Unexpectedly, at this time, his younger brother Zhang Feng started crying harder and harder, and Zhang Lei became more and more aggressive.
Mrs. Liu was so retorted by Zhang Lei that she didn't dare to reply, for fear of adding fuel to the fire, so she hugged Zhang Quan and shivered.
At this time, Zhang Quan couldn't help but become angry when he heard his father talking about a child.
I can’t imagine what kind of child could be so favored by his father, and why should I compare him to him?
When Zhang Quan returned to his room, he became more and more angry as he thought about it and broke many vases. The servants shivered beside him, fearing that something bad might happen to him.
However, at this moment, Zhang Quan was only thinking about the kid selling cars and turned a blind eye to the servant in front of him.
If one day he meets that person, he must find a way to avenge the beating severely so as to satisfy the hatred in his heart.
It makes me angry to let that person know that Zhang Quan, the leader of Lingshan County, is incomparable to someone else!
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"Can you find out where you want to go before coming?"
"Not yet. I was eating in the store just now, and the waiter said that there would be information I wanted to get here. So after we finished eating, we rushed here non-stop."
Ling Yun explained the reason for coming here.
"It would be nice to have Jingshan Academy in the north of the city. If there is no good place to go, it is indeed the best choice."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang, for your advice."
"No need to be polite, it's just a little effort."
"It's nothing, let's go first. Quan'er, let's go."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang. Uncle Zhang, go slowly!" Ling Yun bowed his head and thanked him again.
