Chapter 76 Huan Zhen knocks on King Ge

Xiao Jia wanted to ease the relationship, but when he saw Jun Gu coming over, he asked, "Why don't the wife know this little man? He wants to learn to make bamboo slips from Age. Could it be that he is like our tiger head, and he also learns calligraphy?"

Jia Yu: "His family is a relative of the family of Landlord Jia, who had always lived in the east of the village. Jia Taigong instructed the widower to tell the elderly that the family had made a big mistake and was driven out of the family. He rented the widower to atone for his sins. If he didn't come, I forgot to remind you about this matter. When I see this family in the future, I will pay less attention to it."

Xiao Jia first said "Yes".

"A Ge, A Shu, especially you two, remember?"

"Remember."

Wang Feng stood on tiptoe and said, "Big Mother, let me tell you, my sister and I met him last night when they went to fetch water."

Jia Yu picked up her grandson, and Wang Qing whispered to explain clearly what happened by the well.

The old man said "tsk" twice, even more contempt. "A Ge, it's cold outside, come back to the house quickly. A Shu! Go back to the house with his eldest mother."

A few dead leaves were scraped out of the courtyard wall.

Xiao Jia didn't say a word to her daughter, and inexplicably felt that she was like this dead leaf, and was occupied by Wang Ge. Forget it, she admitted to the scene this time! "Wang Ge, be honest with your sister. No matter what kind of hatred you and I have, I hope I won't sprinkle it on A Shu in the future."

"Where did the astroti run yesterday?"

"What?"

"Ashu said something to you, and then scared the squirrel? Then he ran away?"

"You... are you talking nonsense?"

"Don't you always think that I don't teach A Shu? I'm good at teaching you?"

The cruel color on Xiao Jia's face stopped, turned into shock, fear, and disbelief. What was Ge Qizi saying? Is he weaving bamboo or what A Shu said yesterday...

Wang Ge did not inspire the other party anymore. This is the disadvantage of life in a courtyard, and he has to be careful of the indifference of the secret person. Fortunately, the craftsman of the Great Jin Dynasty was ordered by the craftsman. As she passed the craftsmanship exam, the eldest son not only had the confidence, but also made the eldest parents realize that the eldest son would not have to rely on the second son or third son in the future. Of course, the Jia woman knew that she was anxious again and again, and repeatedly exposed her disguised face.

Wang Weng and Grandson came back in a hurry when it was dark. Not only did they carry baskets, but each of them also held reeds with ties tied in their hands.

After a hurry to eat late food, Jia Yu and Wang Ge sewed cold clothes for Uncle Yuan Yan. Wang Shu sewed the cold clothes that were scraped when Dafu and Brother were cutting reeds.

It was the day when Wang Hui, the Huan Zhen Sect, was studying again. Wang Erlang moved the desk to the side of the window of the second main house early. Seeing the dense lines that Wang Ge painted on the ground, he deliberately asked: "A Ge is really capable, is this a talisman drawing?"

"If I know how to draw talismans, I will draw a talisman for my second uncle first."

Wang Erlang felt so relieved.

Wang Ge immediately asked, "Hey, second uncle, my eldest mother went to the stove just now. Did she bring the new wheat noodles that my third uncle had just ground?"

"Yes, your eldest mother wants to steam shisha cakes for Langjun Huan."

"Oh." Wang Ge thought too much, and thought that his eldest mother wanted to nourish his second uncle so that he could taste it twice.

When Huan Zhen and Tiefeng came to the Wang family, they smelled the fragrance as soon as they entered the yard. This time, Jia Wu personally held the stove and kneaded the dough, and added shisha. The surface was sprinkled more. After each cake was cooked, dipped it in a little salt water and fryed the crust on the bottom of the cauldron.

Huan Zhen became a village soldier and couldn't eat enough every meal. The wheat cake I received this morning had bran skin, and it was cold and hard, and the iron wind kept covering it in my cold clothes. The two of them came on an empty stomach, and when they smelled the fragrance of the cake, they couldn't help but whine their mouths and their stomachs were greedy.

The two of them finished eating in the stove. When they arrived at the main house, Wang Qing had already been very consciously practicing calligraphy for a while.

The siblings divided the bright spots in the house equally.

After laying two layers of straw mats, Wang Ge was unable to draw lines, so he began to make rules. Huan Zhen came over and asked Wang Gui to continue writing. He approached Wang Ge and saw her engraving line segments on the wooden board with stones with sharp edges. She first engraved horizontal and vertical lengths, counted the lengths, and then engraved upwards in the middle of the horizontal segment, counted the heights, and then drew corners at the top of the vertical line to the bottom of the horizontal line.

Huan Zhen nodded in praise, which was indeed a method of making such fixed wooden rules. He returned to the book and said, "Ah Qing, I will teach you how to calculate the numbers today. This wooden slip is the table I wrote, which is divided into ninety-nine eighty, and two half. Mrs. Wang can also listen."

"Yes." Wang Ge had known that there were multiplication formulas in ancient times. After hearing Huan Zhen read the words on the tablet, he understood that they were basically the same as those in his previous life, which was the opposite order. In addition, the numbers on the tablet were written, "20" represents twenty, "30" represents thirty, and "其" represents forty.

As usual, Huan Zhen only recited it as a whole and then divided it into three parts.

From nine to seven, the first part was the first part. He recited one sentence, and Wang Qing looked at the wooden slip and said one sentence. Three times later, Wang Qing recited himself. After three times, he began to recite. Wang Ge saw Ah brother standing with his hands behind his back, sucking his nose while pretending to be mature, while reciting his eyes, he looked cute at the moment.

Bang! Huan Zhen knocked a bamboo ruler on the back of her left hand.

"Ah Qing stopped. Wang Jianggong laughed so happily. I must have recited it. Let's listen to Wang Jianggong recite it." Huan Zhen buckled the wooden slip to prevent Wang Ge from peeking.

The bamboo ruler tapped in his other hand, and it was clearly accumulating energy!

Wang Ge stared at the bamboo ruler and said, "Ninety-nine eighty-one, eighty-nine seventy-two...58-nine...274."

She deliberately stuttered and finished her memorizing. Tiefeng nodded at her from behind and told her that she had turned her back.

Wang Gegang's eyebrows bent, and Huan Zhen scolded Wang Qing: "Did you see it? Your sister only taught me a few times and remembered it. What about you? Did you not eat or didn't sleep yesterday? Standing up straight! Wiping your nose off! How much cry? Keep me in my back!"

Outside the wall of the house, Wang Penggang tiptoed over and then tiptoed away. He was so scared that he thought he could listen to allusions, but he didn't expect that his cousin was scolded again.

At noon, when Huan Zhen and Tiefeng left with two baskets of cakes, Wang Shuan's face was crying.

Jia Yu didn't know what was going on, and advised: "A few days later, your brother Huan will come again. I miss you. When you send cold clothes in two days, you will go with your uncle."

"Woo... burp!" Wang Qing crawled into her sister's arms and sobbed and cried. She was so sad and embarrassed. She was scolded a hundred times in the morning and her hands were beaten fat.

Wang Ge caressed his back with heartache. "Sister has carved it all. I will teach you these two days. When I send you cold clothes, you can carry it loudly to Mr. Huan. OK?"

"Hucc!"

After Huan Zhen and the others turned to the North and South Road, Tiefeng sighed: "These cakes should be ground noodles with fresh wheat, and they have been ground a lot. People like the Wanghu will only be willing to eat new grain in the twelfth lunar month at most."

"Mrs. Weng and Grandma Weng are kind and elders. Those who are kind will be rewarded." Huan Zhen chewed another one and reminded Tiefeng: "If you talk again, you will not be able to eat when you go back to the camp."

"Haha, that's true."

County, northern villages, boatmen's shops.

Master Yao was not only a carpenter, but also a boat craftsman. After the craftsmanship exam, he was about to set off for Luoyang. When he saw the "not afraid of leaking" bamboo ship model brought by Magistrate Huan, he immediately realized that he had become famous and even became a "Zongzhishi"!

So even if he shortens the departure date and travels day and night, he must first build the "Eight-Craft Ship" and test the waters!

History is a very interesting thing. Wang Ge dared not name the ship model "Eight-Roding Ship". With Yao Dajiangshi, he returned to the original route of this ship.

Twenty (niàn) represents twenty; thirty (sà) represents thirty; thirty (xì) represents forty.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!