Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 136 Arty
The fragrance of Ruyi Cloth lasted for two or three hours. During this period, Xiaoxiao never walked out of the small kitchen, nor let anyone in. After Shopkeeper Liu told her not to disturb her, she also got busy, and at the end of the day, she finally tried out the best one. The proportional Xiaoxiao came out rubbing her shoulders.

[The dish "Chicken Cake" was included for the first time, and earned 200 points, and the current total points are 6200. 】

"There are a few yuan left for you, and I have tidied up the small kitchen. I will go out for a walk to stretch my muscles and bones. I will ask Sister Liu to put away the things for me. My second brother and I will push the cart to get them later."

Now she is even more glad that she is trying to make chicken cakes in Ruyi Buzhuang, otherwise, seeing the consumption, her parents must be heartbroken!
Flour, eggs, and sugar are almost used up, and she wants to buy more while she still has financial freedom today.

The bought things are directly sent to the cloth shop by the shopkeeper. They are familiar with each other anyway. Xiaoxiao is going to send some warm ones to her second brother. On the way to the stall, she deliberately turns to Bowen Academy to have a look. The plaque on the gate She couldn't tell what the four big characters were, but she just felt that each character was written very beautifully and elegantly, and there was a sense of elegance and beauty unique to literati.

While admiring, a question came from beside him.

"See what?"

Xiaoxiao turned her head and saw an old man with a long beard smiling at her, his smile was full of kindness.

"I just think the person who wrote that must be impatient," she said.

The old man touched his neat beard: "How do you say?"

Xiaoxiao also touched her chin: "That's what I think."

The old and the young looked up at the plaque with the same gestures, their expressions were quite similar, but a young man in blue who had just stood at the door said dissatisfiedly, "Do you know who wrote this word?" Of course, I don't expect a little girl to know the news about Bowen Academy, so I asked myself and answered: "This is the name of the dean!"

"The dean of Bowen Academy is the number one scholar decades ago. He has read poems and books and has outstanding literary talents. He obtained fame at a young age, and was appointed by the late emperor as the current number one scholar. , served in front of the emperor, the dean devoted himself to serving the people, put forward many measures to benefit the people during the reign, and compiled several annals of poetry and history. While being famous all over the world, he was indifferent to fame and wealth, and resigned indifferently when he was in his prime. After many years, the purpose of returning to establish the academy now is to train more talents for my Great Xia."

"Such an open-minded and broad-minded person, but you say he is short-tempered?"

Xiaoxiao could tell that this was the dean's fanatic.

The son became more and more angry: "You don't know how many years we have been waiting for the dean. Now that such a person is willing to come out to teach, we are so happy that we can't sleep at night. Even if we take a look at the dean's calligraphy, we feel excited." Bowen Academy' four big characters are vigorous and powerful, but you say he is short-tempered?"

Next to him, another student wearing a white school uniform stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying: "The wild girl taught by Mud Legs is naturally as ignorant as her parents, so she knows what kind of character she is."

The man in blue tugged at him: "Brother Lei, there's no need to..." It doesn't need to be so exaggerated.

But the young man in white didn't listen at all, he just held his head high with a look of disdain, looked at Xiaoxiao as if he was looking at something dirty, and even covered his mouth and nose when he spoke, with a look of disgust on his face.

"You old man and village girl can understand it, so you're just pretending to be arty here."

"Oh, I forgot, your parents probably don't have the ability to teach you what 'Fengya' is. Don't be ashamed outside if you smell poor and sour, go home and accompany your parents to pick up shit, hahahaha."

(End of this chapter)