Song Tan's Notes

Lu Chuan was confused for a moment.

The topic changed so quickly that he couldn't catch up for a moment, but...

After a moment, he also held Song Tan's hand: "Yeah."

Song Tan didn't ask what "hmm" meant. Seeing that Lu Chuan didn't look at her, she probably understood it. However, compared to the intimacy between the two, the young man who had just eaten was obviously more energetic.

  Yang Zhengxin took classes with Qiao Qiao and found that his courses were very interesting!

The lesson was prepared by Teacher Xin himself, and the questions were also carefully set by him. Although Mr. Xin was not a gold medal teacher and did not have enough experience, he was sincere to Qiao Qiao, so there was seriousness in every word he wrote.

At this moment, Yang Zhengxin looked at the comprehensive question in his hand and couldn't help but become interested.

  These were all very basic questions. As he had noticed before, there were no common traps or variables, but the questions were very interesting:

[In the myth, Kuafu chasing the sun is a race between unyielding will and hardships. Assuming the sun's escape velocity is... Kuafu's running speed is...]

[In the idiom story of Tian Ji's horse racing, Tian Ji raced with people using horses of top, middle and bottom grades. Suppose...what are the probabilities of each?]

[In "Notes on the Little Rock Pool", the description of the pool and fish as "all seem to be swimming in the air with nowhere to go" is like what do you think? Have you ever seen such a scene in your life? (300 words or less is preferred)]

  Wow!

Yang Zhengxin's eyes also sparkled!

What an interesting topic!

It's not difficult at all, but all the subjects are combined together, and every question is very interesting, which is great! If the questions he did at that time were like this, who would get tired of doing questions!

Seeing Qiao Qiao writing patiently, he also took out his previous exercise book, picked up a pen and started working seriously.

  When Xin Jun was officially preparing for the class, he found that the two little guys were sharing a desk. They were sitting face to face, doing their homework very seriously!

He couldn't help but secretly took a photo and posted it in the group:

[The new kid, Xiao Yang, loves to study. He even came to do Qiao Qiao's test paper after being admitted.]

  The seventh cousin took out his cell phone and looked at it, and couldn't help but wonder: The child is so brain-intensive, what should he do to supplement his brain at noon?

By the way, the boy gets hungry easily after working so hard in class, so he might as well try baking some beef jerky!

So, when Qiao Qiao's class finished at around 10 o'clock, she cheered and prepared to go to the riverbank to fetch milk, but she was stopped by her seventh cousin before she left the yard.

The old man didn't say anything kind, but just acted nonchalantly: "Have you finished your class? How was your study today?"

Qiao Qiao was a little confused: his seventh cousin never asked much about his lessons before.

But Yang Zhengxin was a socialite who wanted to please the chef. He puffed out his chest and went over to him. "Hey, Uncle Seven! I was just about to tell you that our teacher Xin's teaching level is too high! I didn't lose focus at all during the several hours of class!"

"And Qiao Qiao, he has a very serious attitude towards study! In school, only those top students who are single-minded in their studies are like this!"

"You guys are really good at education! And you have such a good vision. I don't know where you invited Teacher Xin from..."

My seventh cousin was overjoyed.

Forget about him. Wulan and Song Sancheng were at home. They wanted to say hello to the young guests from afar, but when they heard this, they couldn't care less! They just smiled so hard that their teeth were showing!

The next moment, Uncle Seven pushed the plate in his hand forward and said, "Come on, everyone, eat something! Xiao Yang, you have good teeth, can you help me try this beef jerky?"

"Xin Jun, it should be nice to live here, right? You haven't been home for a long time. How about I prepare some beef jerky for you and you can send it back home?" "Don't go back on May Day. There are so many people and it's crowded... You still have to run your homestay! It's not convenient to go back!"

His words were very sincere, and it was obvious that he was afraid that Xin Jun would not come again after he returned.

Teacher Xin, who was suddenly favored by his seventh cousin, looked confused.

But how could good brother Zhang Yanping be willing to lag behind in eating? He rushed down from upstairs and reached out to grab the plate, but before he could grab it, the plate was taken away by his seventh cousin.

"Look at you, you're such a big eater, why do you still want to eat? Eat less meat and more grass, otherwise when you get married to Dr. Guo, what will your relatives think of you?"

"It doesn't look serious."

Uncle Seventh Cousin, these are truly from the bottom of my heart.

But Zhang Yanping was obviously shocked: "Seventh cousin! Haven't I helped you grind and fry beans? Why do you still despise me? Do you know how hard I work to look like this?"

  What are you working hard for?

My seventh cousin would never buy into this! When Zhang Yanping first came, he was a lazy man who was afraid of hard work. He was labeled as lazy and couldn't get rid of it for a while.

Yang Zhengxin didn’t know what Qiao Qiao’s family was arguing about, but if he didn’t eat the beef jerky in front of him, he would be a fool!

He decisively began to stuff it into his mouth.

The beef jerky made by my seventh cousin is not the traditional one that is sealed in a vacuum bag. Instead, red chili shells and fragrant white sesame seeds are evenly sprinkled inside, accompanied by a series of ingredients such as crushed peanuts, and thin beef strips - to be precise, it is closer to shredded beef.

The moisture inside is almost dried out, and the thin beef jerky is soaked in special red oil. At this moment, I pick up a piece and take a bite of it with the sesame seeds and peanuts on it...

Yang Zhengxin's eyes widened, and he and Qiao Qiao looked like two little raccoons with wide eyes and innocent faces:

“How come this is so delicious!”

The beef jerky is neither too hard to chew nor too soft. The spicy taste mixed with the beef continues to expand in the mouth, and is chewed and swallowed together with the strands of beef...

"Delicious!"

The young man was stunned by the delicious food in the yard, and then gave a fierce evaluation: "It tastes better than the secret spicy yak beef my dad bought on the plateau! That one costs 500 yuan per pound!"

Uncle Seven was not modest at all: "Of course! With my skills and this kind of cow, 5000 is worth it!"

Song Tan also tasted it, feeling the rich flavor brewing in her mouth. She also hesitated: "How should I price this beef when I sell it to Boss Chang later?"

How to price?

Yang Zhengxin, who comes from a wealthy family and has eaten everything, gave a suggestion: "500 yuan per kilogram. If it's more expensive, it needs to be inspected, evaluated and graded. But sister Tan Tan, didn't our agricultural product win an award in the Houji selection? Why don't you promote it at all!"

As a child born in a business family that made its fortune from agricultural machinery, Yang Zhengxin blurted out: "If the award is made public, the local government will give you a lot of conveniences, and even many benefits such as tax exemption or resource allocation." (End of this chapter)