Chapter 167 Master Yuan, Yuan Fu Zi!

But when Mrs. Zheng was connected to the wooden chain, and the agile "典" floating with the hemp rope was the same as the "典" required to be carved on the bamboo slips, her heart accelerated.

Could it be... Could it be?

The rest of the craftsmen also suddenly realized, and looked at Wang Ge in shock or admiration.

After the mission bamboo slips were sent back to Meng Nuli, she said: "Most of our craftsmen are from farmers and common people. How many of them can recognize rare birds and beasts? When you think about the assessment of the quasi-craftsman, even if you can't read a word, you just asked you to beat the hometown drums. You did not deliberately make things difficult for you, and you were not eliminated because the candidates could not read. So this kind of task..." She raised the bamboo slips and looked around everyone, "The real solution is this tool."

She used the bamboo slip to gently click the word "典" on the wooden chain.

"Of course, if you have extensive knowledge, you can create rare birds and beasts required by the task, and it is best to meet the agility standard." She then gently pointed the bamboo monkey with a bamboo slip.

An embarrassing thing happened, and the monkey's tail was lost with its snot sticky nose.

I won’t fall off sooner or later, I won’t fall off even if I play horizontal bars. Now I just knock it off with a light hit.

Meng Nuli then remembered and asked, "What kind of hemp rope do you use to stick to?"

Wang Ge picked up the "monkey tail", pursed the body, gestured under his nostrils, and carefully taught his experience: "The nose. When winter comes, the nose becomes thicker and stickier, it will definitely stick more firmly."

The rest of the people were stunned, and Madam Wei Meng praised: "This is really a trick."

Meng Nu's eyes raised up, picked up two kinds of tools, and scolded: "Wang Ge follows me!"

"yes."

The courtyard where Meng Nuli lived was about to pass the northern veranda, sandwiched in the middle of the Wood Materials B and Bamboo Materials B. Wang Ge came before when he was asking for candle oil. The architectural layout of this courtyard was a common shape of four-sided boxes in this era. The main house faces north and south, east and west.

The Meng Maiden lived alone in the west wing room.

Wang Ge still stood in the door like last time. He thought that the Meng Nu-Secret would say some precepts, but the other party looked through his bag and handed over a bamboo box. "If you treat the sprain, apply it a few times a day. Remember to return it to me after the injury is healed."

Wang Ge raised his head in surprise, and the other party looked even more stern, so she had to take it and bow to him: "Thank you Jiangli."

"Well. Each task has a reward. The reward for this luck task is that during the urgent training camp, you are allowed to make tools privately and place them in designated wooden utensils for sale. The money and silk you earn will be divided into 70% and the wooden utensils will be divided into 30%. Each utensil needs to be carved with a craftsman, your name."

"Yes." She responded with a crisp voice. It's so good that she can make money.

"You will give me the made utensils. You have given me three hundred dollars to me before. After saving up all your money, you will be able to send the money to your family. Wang Ge, remember, don't delay the improvement of craftsmanship skills by making money, and do not promote this reward in your residence."

"I understand, thank Meng Jiangli."

"In addition, you can't use snot on the items for sale."

Cough… “Yes!”

At this time, the reed pavilion in my hometown had just rained and was next to the deserted fields. The wild grass was full of vitality and tall.

Children rushed to pull weeds before dark. Adults hate stepping in the mud the most, but children think that the mud cannot cover their feet, so they deliberately paste the mud to their calves before they are satisfied.

A child asked Wang Qing: "I heard from your second brother, you are going on a long trip tomorrow? Is that true?"

"Yes."

Wang Peng immediately spoke: "How is it? Didn't I mess around?"

Another little duck walked over to the mud: "Ah Qing, is the place you are going far away? Is it even further than to Xunxi Township?"

Wang Feng did not perfunctory to his friends and said, "It's farther than the distance to Xunwei Township, but Xunwei Township is very wide. It depends on where it goes? If it's compared with the southernmost distance to Xunwei Township, then it's farther than Xunwei Township."

The children were confused... they couldn't understand.

Wang Qing: "I will draw a circle for you, and you will understand it with a look. Look, for example, here is our Weiting; here is Qinghezhuang I want to go to; this big circle is Xunqi Township..."

When Wang He came to find two compatriots, he saw that none of the children were pulling weeds, but formed a circle, with "Oh" sounds coming one after another. He called out: "Apeng, Hutou, I'm back home."

Further away, Huan Zhen and Uncle Yuan Yan walked side by side. The former stopped and looked at Wang Qing with relief. Tomorrow, the little guy had to go out to Qinghezhuang to take the pre-entry exam. Although the quota for formal school children has been set, the grades should not be too ugly. Otherwise, it would not only lose his face, but also lose Master Zhang's face.

He instructed: "Ah Qing is smart, but she is still young and has never traveled far away..."

Uncle Yuan Yan raised three fingers: "You have said it for the third time."

"Aren't I afraid that when you see Uncle Yuan, you will only care about your own timidity and no longer care about my fellow disciples?"

Uncle Yuan Yan did not refute, but took off his grass hat and asked seriously: "To be honest, if you hadn't been with you and me for a long time, would you really tell that it was me?"

Huan Zhen tilted his head and looked at him, pointing at his left face: "I'm getting skinny."

Uncle Yuan Yan said "um" and the beard on his face has always been fake, and his short beard is made of pig's hair, embedded in the special soft skin. Because he came and went all day long, he often wore a li, the people in Weiting, including Wang Ge, did not find that Uncle Yuan Yan's appearance was disguised.

The new philological scholar named Qinghezhuang was Yuan Shanfu, the father of Yuan Yanshu. Yuan Shanfu was not accepted as an official for many years and has been promoting Confucianism in Yangzhou, changing some of the land and houses of the clan into Confucianism.

Uncle Yuan Yan didn’t know why his father agreed to come to Qinghezhuang to study. Could it be... His father knew that he was in Dayi County?

The father and son have not seen each other for nearly two years. Uncle Yuan Yan really misses his father, but he is even more afraid of the bamboo ruler that swung like a phantom. He looked at Wang Qing, who was smiling and returning home, and asked, "Do you have to let Qing Qing enroll this year?" Perhaps his father will leave Qinghezhuang next year.

"In the way of learning, strict teachers are difficult for them. Then strict teachers will be respected, and then the people will be respected. Look at you, why can you become a talent that I am like to imitate? I have always been deeply taught by Uncle Yuan, tsk."

Wang Qing and his second brother came back hand in hand. The two of them scooped water from a basin, washed the mud on their faces, and played while washing. At this time, the little guy didn't know what kind of study he would go through in Qinghezhuang.

I don’t know that Master Yuan has a nickname called “Yuan Fuzi”. If you don’t accept it, you will be beaten to your hand!

The moon shines on both places.

In the fifth courtyard of Zhu District, Mrs. Zheng figured out why she failed.

She is not stupid! She is so unwilling and so angry! She is not hating Wang Ge, but hating Xiaoma Lin who was expelled from the urgent training camp.

"It's all the blame for the maid. If she hadn't said it over and over again, saying that even the craftsmen hadn't seen the crane, how could I be led by her words? How could I not try it? I didn't even try this method? I just couldn't help thinking about it according to the maid's words, and my thoughts were narrower. She hurt me!" The more she thought, the harder she could fall asleep.

The next day, the craftsmen went out earlier, and they all knew that fixed tasks were becoming increasingly difficult to grab.

Mrs. Zheng fell asleep in the middle of the night. When she woke up, she blinked her eyes twice, and the room was dark and she didn't react for a while. However, when she looked at both sides, she immediately sat in shock!

There was no one in the room except her!

Run over and open the door, and the sun stings her eyes.

It's over, it's over! She was angry and embarrassed, why did she sleep so hard? Who was the last one left? Why didn't you call her, but closed the door so tightly? What's ashamed is that if the sleepy thing is spread...

Without time to think about these things, she had to go to the task of luck quickly.

Just as she hurriedly ran to the southern corridor, she saw Wang Ge coming towards her.

Mrs. Zheng was in tears. It was over. Wang Ge had completed the task? So when is it now?

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!