It seems like everything that is hard to chew can be found in her package.
An Jinghao secretly wondered if this woman had dug through the trash cans in the palace.
But it still doesn't make sense. Although these things have less meat, they are still considered rare delicacies in the eyes of the eunuchs and maids in the palace.
No matter from any aspect, this should not be something Jin Qing can get, let alone such a big package!
If food was so easy to find, why would he be as hungry as a dog in the cold palace in his previous life?
And although this woman has a bad mouth, she is not bad to him, and she is even willing to give him so much meat.
Although An Jinghao had a lot to think about, he never stopped stuffing food into his mouth.
For him now, this is considered an excellent thing, and he hopes to be taller in this life than in his previous life.
In his previous life, he had lost his health and had not grown taller since he was eleven years old.
I remember that every time he went to the harem, although the concubines didn't say anything, the way they looked at him condescendingly made him feel very uncomfortable, and he wished he could saw off their legs.
As time went by, his interest in the harem faded. Fortunately, due to his reputation as a tyrant, no one really dared to persuade him to go to the harem.
I was afraid that if he was angry for a moment, he would take action on the women in the harem.
However, now that he has the chance to come back, can he think of ways to make himself taller? It will still be many years before the hypocritical father returns.
Determined to be a master in this life, An Jingji gnawed the pack of bones in his arms without any grudge.
For a while, the only sounds in the room were the chewing sounds of two people and the squeaking sound of the wooden bed shaking.
An Jingbo fell asleep holding a bag of chicken feet. Although his soul was mature, his body was still six years old.
when getting up the next morning
, An Jingba smashed the aroma of braised pork that still lingered on his lips.
He never knew that eating and sleeping at the same time could be such a simple and happy thing.
Putting away the chicken feet that brought happiness in his arms, An Jingyi stood up and looked at Jin Qing who was already fast asleep on the bed. In fact, this woman was not bad to him!
An Jinghao looked at Jin Qing on the bed with wide eyes.
Originally, he was still a little touched by Jin Qing's behavior of sharing food with him.
But after seeing Jin Qing's condition, he suddenly felt sore.
At the foot of this woman's bed, there was a mountain-like pile of bones.
Judging from the shape of the bones, An Jingbo was very sure that these bones came from different animals, and they were definitely not claws, hooves or necks.
An Jingbo's previous emotion disappeared instantly, and now he felt as if someone had poured cold water on his head.
An Jinghao gritted his teeth and looked at Jin Qing, wishing he could just strangle her to death.
But at this moment, a booklet under the bones caught his attention.
Seeing that Jin Qing was sleeping soundly, An Jing crept to the bedside and gently pulled out the oil-soaked booklet from under the bones.
This thing looks like a record list of ingredients. It should be something that was sandwiched in the food last night and brought back by Jin Qing.
An Jinghao carefully traced the words on the cover with his hands, and there was a desire in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
In fact, he wanted to study, but in his previous life, when he first ascended the throne, military power was in the hands of the regent, and the civil servants in the court all looked up to the prime minister.
The reason why these two people supported him in ascending to the throne was because he was easy to control.
In order to prevent him from having his own thoughts, the two of them refused to let anyone teach him how to read. Even if they did teach him, it would be wrong.
As time went by, he no longer trusted anyone, so he naturally stopped studying.
Thinking of all the things in his past life, An Jingbo clenched the book in his hand, as if he wanted to tear it into pieces.
At this moment, a rough female voice sounded from above his head, "Do you want to study?"
She thought about it for a long time last night. If she really wanted to raise this little bastard into a wise man, she should first let him have some knowledge and at least be reasonable.
707 ""This is all what I said, when did you think about it?
An Jingji looked up at Jin Qing in shock. Before he could say no, Jin Qing had already lifted his collar and pushed him down on the bed. "I will teach you personally."
Jin Qing's tone gradually became filled with pride. She thought back then that she had also gone to university and worked as a teacher. She was definitely more than enough to teach an ancient emperor.
Seeing Jin Qing's confident look, An Jinghao swallowed hard and felt a little unreliable!
The dynasty before Dayu was ruled by a eunuch before its demise.
The royal family, who had been ostracized by the eunuchs, lived as miserable as a dog.
After Dayu founded his country, in order to prevent things like the previous dynasty from happening, all the eunuchs and maids who entered the palace were unable to read, let alone keep books privately.
If it is reported and confirmed, the person reported will be beaten to death on the spot.
Therefore, An Jingbo looked at Jin Qing in surprise, how could this woman dare to admit that she was literate so carelessly.
And she
Why do you think her knowledge is enough to teach you, the future king?
Seeing An Jingbo staring at him without saying a word, Jin Qing felt that his knowledge had been doubted. He immediately sat up straight and looked at An Jingbo condescendingly, "You think I am not worthy of teaching you."
Looking at Jin Qing's clattering fist, An Jingbo raised his neck and said, "I want to learn from you." Whether he learns or not is another matter, but he doesn't want to be beaten.
This woman is simply a devil. Can't she be nicer to a child?
After hearing his satisfactory answer, Jin Qing unclenched his fist and patted An Jinghao twice on the shoulder, "I will definitely teach you to become a great writer."
An Jingzhen: "Why don't I believe it so much?"
After finding the target, Jin Qing's work enthusiasm was instantly ignited. She even went to the abandoned palace nearby to bring back a big pot and smashed a blackboard for An Jingbo with her fists.
Originally, An Jingbo just watched Jin Qing fuss with cold eyes, but after witnessing the birth of the blackboard, his attitude towards learning became more focused.
Jin Qing originally wanted to make a few more pieces of chalk, but to his surprise, he couldn't find any lime.
In desperation, Jin Qing could only find an iron piece and creak and carve words on the blackboard every day.
Since all traditional Chinese characters are used here, Jin Qing only knows most of the characters but cannot write them.
Therefore, Jin Qing would probably make a few more strokes on the characters he couldn't write well, and then pass them by.
As time passed, An Jingbo also knew that once Jin Qing's writing speed became faster and her handwriting became blurry, she would feel guilty.
In order to prove the interestingness of his teaching, Jin Qing not only teaches characters, but also racks his brains to make up a story for these characters.
For her, she really put her heart into it this time.