Li Xiuying was extremely proud. Sure enough, her son did not disappoint her.

The skin of this roast duck is charred and tender when you bite into it. Served with vegetables and sweet noodle sauce, it is full of fragrant and appetizing. You can't stop eating.

While eating, she smiled and said to Ms. Lu, "Sister Lu, do you think it's OK to buy a share in this roast duck made with my son's secret recipe?"

Lu: ""

This is simply more delicious than the land and water banquet in Jinling. Only a fool would say no.

Zheng Changsheng roasted six in total, excluding the three given to the orphans and children in the courtyard, two were eaten by the old patriarch and the others.

If I hadn't decided to leave one for myself and Xiaoqi, I guess one wouldn't be enough to eat.

Each person drank a big bowl of steaming duck soup.

Even Fang Keqin, who usually eats politely and elegantly, ate so loudly that he didn't care about his image at all, and the tip of his nose was sweating.

This meal can be said to be the most impressive and delicious meal he has ever eaten in his life.

It is said that the art of cooking is a trivial matter, but the art of a saint is the great way.

Therefore, scholars all adhere to the saying of the Lesser Sage: "A gentleman stays far away from the cook."

But being able to master the humble cooking skills to such an extent that even the aloof and aloof Fang Keqin, who calls himself a disciple of a saint, is filled with admiration and forgets all about eating, can this be looked down upon in a petty way?

Fang Keqin put down the soup bowl in his hand. In fact, he really wanted to have another bowl, but he was too embarrassed to open his mouth because of his face.

Everyone at the table respected him, and he was too embarrassed to eat, so the others naturally put down their bowls and chopsticks.

Zheng Changsheng and Xiao Qi sat at the small table next to them, eating a mouthful of meat and a sip of soup.

The big man rolled up a big meat roll and held a basin of duck soup in his hand. He squatted in front of the stove and ate like a pig eating.

Such a large pot of duck soup, including the soup and bones, would probably be enough for three people to feed an ordinary person.

But he reimbursed it all by himself.

Everyone enjoyed this meal, everyone was satisfied and full of praise.

In the contract brought by the Lu family, the old patriarch and Fang Keqin were the middlemen, and Li Xiuying was the investor and both signed and pledged their signatures.

Even if the business is completed, although there was no notary office in ancient times, the contract under the witness of the middleman is as valid as the law.

Now is the mid-winter season, and the end of the year is coming soon. Ms. Lu has already discussed it with her husband. Besides, the shop has been found and construction can start after the new year.

I believe that such delicious roast duck will definitely become popular in Hangzhou, and then counting money will make your hands cramp.

If it can be an instant hit in Hangzhou, then it can go to Jinling. So many dignitaries will definitely pay for this delicious roast duck.

This feeling of happiness is really irresistible. Thinking about it makes a lot of people excited and can't bear the ecstasy in their hearts.

She turned her head and looked at the boy from the Zheng family, sighing secretly in her heart: It would be great if my son was as smart as him!

Zheng Changsheng was finally full. He touched his belly and burped. No matter how much Xiaoqi persuaded him, he stopped eating.

"Although the taste is delicious, don't eat too much. Eat less to get more flavor, but eating more is like chewing wax. Anything more than that will be in vain."

This was what he said to Xiao Qi, but Fang Keqin was shocked when he heard it.

From small to large, he uses things to describe people. He is quick in thinking, broad-minded, and does not stick to one formula. He will definitely become a great person in the future.

But he will leave after the end of the year, and the documents from the court have arrived, asking him to serve as an official.

You can find it here, and it also comes with a letter from an old friend. The imperial court has done this, how can I still not appreciate it?

If he leaves, what will happen to this child? He may not care about the dozen or so children in the school, but Zheng Changsheng, the disciple who broke into the family, cannot ignore them.

But how to control it? You can't take the child away. This is obviously unrealistic.

Madam Zheng’s wife only has this child. If it is under her nose and she can still talk about it, there is no need to think about taking it away.

Zheng Changsheng is her heart and soul, her spiritual sustenance, and all her efforts are devoted to this child. Although studying is also a big deal, you can't separate mother and child just because of your own preferences, right?

The ancients had an almost obsessive admiration for filial piety. There is a saying: "When you are in high school, you don't have to travel far." This explains this problem very well.

He was extremely conflicted, fearing that if he left, his children would lose their studies.

During this period of time, I taught him how to write eight-legged essays, but it seemed that the child didn't have much love for this art. He also said that although this kind of essays had gorgeous diction and neat dialogues, it had no practical value and killed the nature of a scholar.

This child is too courageous, and this is extremely treasonous.

Fortunately, I said it in front of myself. If others heard it and were used by someone with ulterior motives, it would be a disaster.

I am afraid that a person who disrespects the saints and despises the imperial court will not be able to escape the crime, and will never be able to take the imperial examination for the rest of his life.

This child is now at a crossroads in life, and it's okay to have him supervise and guide him.

Once he leaves and there is no one to supervise him, where will he develop? This is really worrying.

Zheng Changsheng is interested in Chinese studies. He can read the Four Books and Five Classics with a learning attitude.

But the shackles of the eight-part essay on the necks of Chinese literati have wiped out the nature of countless people.

I don’t know how many people are just trying to write a gorgeous eight-legged essay and waste energy and hard work on it.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't like it and resisted it.

If he wanted to study and make his mother happy, he was willing to pay for it. After all, his mother was the one he depended on in this world.

But he is not willing to have to deal with stereotyped writing for the rest of his life.

The world is so big and I want to walk around. This is his dream.

It is his belief that reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles.

How can the thinking of a later generation be constrained by the rules and regulations of ancient people?

Besides, he can't be restrained. If he doesn't want to do something, he won't be able to do it. There's no point in forcing him.

"Mom, I'm full. I went out to play with Big Man and Xiao Qi."

After saying hello, he was ready to have fun.

Just now, he saw that something was wrong with Fang Keqin's eyes, and he seemed to want to lecture him again.

Although he also understood that Fang Keqin's expectations for him were good, he just couldn't stand his "Tang Monk"-like mother-in-law talk.

Fang Keqin was the one who quoted scriptures and quoted from scriptures, and he couldn't stand the nagging of painstaking efforts.

The Thirty-Six Stratagems are the best. If you don’t slip away now, how long will you wait?

But he still miscalculated. How could Fang Keqin, a wily and scheming person, not see his careful thoughts?

Humph! The little fox wants to run away, but don’t forget that I am a hunter.

Before he walked out of the door, Fang Keqin said: "Wait a minute, I have something to say to you."

Well, it was still a step too late. Zheng Changsheng took one leg out of the door and had no choice but to step back.

"Whatever the Master has to say to his disciples, I respectfully listen to your instructions."
Chapter completed!