The gentleman naturally understood Jiang Changxi's intention and glared at Jiang Changxi again: "You girl, you are heresy."
His disciples should be extremely knowledgeable. Not to mention a county examination, even during a palace examination, they should have a different style and be superior to others in terms of skills. This is unreasonable.
Jiang Changxi: "It's okay if you don't want to ask questions, but you can still study a few of these questions. For example, this question can be turned into several methods to write the question. Once you have studied it thoroughly, that's it."
Sir, there is really nothing you can do about this female disciple. What kind of mentality is this? What is the difference between this and asking questions? You have studied it thoroughly, so why should you take the test? This is what the gentleman asked.
Jiang Changxi said: "Previous county magistrates and ministers have different styles of writing questions. This is still a bit suspenseful."
Do you still have to gamble on the county master's style of writing questions? Why are you so capable?
The gentleman angrily rolled up his sleeves and left, so there was no suspense left.
Even though just a few words could make Mr. Wang walk away in anger, Zhou Lan naturally understood the powerful relationship between them.
Now he needs fame and fame to protect himself, but he can no longer show the style of his master's disciples. He can only be ashamed of his teachings and live up to his expectations.
Zhou Lan smiled secretly at his wife, and went to the study room with the questions in hand. The question-sea tactic was just right for a person like him who was based on success.
If you do the questions yourself, you still need to ask your teacher to read them, otherwise you won’t know how you answered them.
Zhou Lan was very nervous when he was doing the questions. If he was really taking the test, it would be questions like this, and his score would represent his level.
When I held it up to my husband, he frowned, obviously his answer was not ideal.
The husband knew about his disciple's situation, and even though he didn't agree with it, he still showed it to him carefully.
I heard my husband say: "It's just like what we thought, we can still get through it, but apart from this one stroke of excellence, the rest is just mediocre."
Zhou Lan lowered his head in shame, knowing how good he was.
The teacher comforted his disciples: "This is expected. You should be content. How many people can't pass this level? You must know that studying is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Although you have been studying for a long time, you have missed three years. Now,
I have only been studying for a long time, and to achieve such results is already an ideal state."
Zhou Lan: "Disciple understands."
During lunch, the husband witnessed the cooking skills of his female disciples.
The tender green wild vegetables that the two sisters had worked hard to dig for half a day were served by Jiang Changxi after some manipulation.
Chang Le was particularly happy because he had made it himself.
He took a pair of chopsticks and gave it to the teacher: "Sir, you can eat the wild vegetables that my disciple dug with his own hands."
Then he handed it to Zhou Lan: "Brother-in-law, Chang Le can do it."
Finally, it was given to Jiang Changxi. The two sisters looked at each other and smiled before picking up a chopstick of wild vegetables and putting it into their mouths.
Then there were four people at a table eating wild vegetables, all looking ugly at the same time.
Sir: "This is really made by your own hands."
Zhou Lan said worriedly: "Did you dig it wrong? Don't eat it, or you may get poisoned."
Jiang Changxi looked at Zhou Lan with a dark face, how could it be so unpalatable?
Jiang Changle: "No wonder this wild vegetable can only satisfy hunger. If there is no other way, no one would like to eat it. Sir, I understand, how difficult people's livelihood is, why would someone eat such a bitter thing."
Sir, I am pleased that my young disciple is so smart.
I am even more pleased that the female disciple can do it herself and cook in order to let the younger disciples know this.
It is said that a person who is always opportunistic in taking county examinations is so meticulous when it comes to teaching children.
Sir, I feel that the evaluation of female disciples should be carefully considered.
By the way, if I just talk about this dish, I feel that my vocabulary is still too simple. This is definitely not just bitter.
And you can’t attribute the reason why the food cannot be eaten to wild vegetables. Your sister’s cooking skills are really bad.
The teacher felt that when teaching his disciples, he should seek truth from facts, so he said: "This issue of taste is actually related to the craftsmanship."
Jiang Changxi twitched the corner of his mouth: "Farmers don't have that much seasoning at home. They just blanch it in water, add some salt and boil it before eating. Naturally, the taste will not be better."
The husband shook his head: "No, you are definitely not just boiling it. The wild vegetables cooked by others do not taste like this."
Zhou Lan quickly lowered his head and said, "Sir." Please save some face for my wife.
I saw my husband looking at his disciple pitifully. This wife was probably deceived. She couldn't even cook at the most basic level.
Jiang Changxi was not very convinced, sir, this is wrong, wild vegetables all taste like this: "Why, this is the most original and delicious way to eat wild vegetables."
The husband nodded: "I didn't expect you to be very ambitious in cooking."
Then he said to Jiang Changxi: "This person can't be perfect. You don't have to be too persistent about some things. You have to know how to use people and leave the things you are not good at to people who are good at it. This is called using people. The master will teach you this today.
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Jiang Changxi was so depressed that he ate a plate of wild vegetables by himself. It was very good. He had eaten a lot of big fish and meat, so it would be great to have a plate of wild vegetables.
Jiang Changle: "Sister, don't eat it. Our family doesn't need wild vegetables to satisfy our hunger. I will work hard to take the scientific examination. If I become a scholar, I will have rice."
Zhou Lan couldn't hold it back and said to his brother-in-law, "I'm here, so you don't have to worry about what she eats."
He couldn't let his wife eat wild vegetables by herself, so Zhou Lan tried his best to eat them with her, but the taste was really not very good, so she couldn't eat them anymore.
Chang Le silently shared with chopsticks. He didn't like digging wild vegetables anymore and couldn't let his sister eat poorly.
The gentleman shook his head, picked up the plate, and divided the wild vegetables among the four people: "If you do it right, a porridge and a meal are hard-earned. One day, even if you allow one county or one pavilion to eat delicious wild vegetables, then
You have not suffered today in vain."
Jiang Changle: "Sir, I remember."
Zhou Lan secretly took a breath, his husband had very high expectations for them, so they had to work hard.
Jiang Changxi said to himself, "Why is it so bitter? It's so delicious."
After dinner, the husband specifically said to Jiang Changxi: "Master has learned something from you, and I want to thank you."
Jiang Changxi was rarely confident: "I, master, are you still talking about my cooking skills?"
Master: "Haha, your father doesn't think you are doing well, why would you make it difficult for my disciple to make soup? I mean, I learned something from your teaching to Chang Le. It turns out that children can be taught like this."
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Jiang Changxi was embarrassed: "Sir, I am thin-skinned."
The husband shook his head: "No, you don't know yourself well enough."
Then the husband left. Jiang Changxi asked, "What do you mean, sir?"
Dali: "Sir, I said grandma is very thick-skinned."
Dafu pulled Dali and whispered: "There is no need to show off your cleverness at this time."