Chapter 161 It's a pity not to read Tsinghua University and Peking University

   "Auntie, I...I never thought this stick would be so soft."

  Guan Ji stammered a bit.

  She really didn't expect that this stick was much heavier than bamboo, but it was so inflexible. I don't know if it is a precious thing from my aunt?

   "It's okay." Huang Yueying's expression was flat, "This is something that can be eaten after being broken."

   "Eat?" Guan Ji, with a silly face, blankly held up a stick folded in two, "Eat bamboo?"

   "This is not bamboo." Huang Yueying laughed, "This is the unique sugarcane in Jiaozhou."

   "Jiaozhou sugarcane?" Guan Ji looked at the sugarcane in her hand in disbelief, "Can you eat it?"

"It's not only edible, but also as juicy as honey. The way to eat it is to bite it, make it come out of the juice and swallow it." Huang Yueying smiled slightly, "The stone honey that the King of Minyue presented to Gaozu back then was obtained by squeezing sugarcane juice. system."

  Guan Ji imagined the situation of holding something like bamboo and biting to eat, and put down the sugar cane in her hand with a strange expression: "Isn't it too rude to eat like this?"

   "That's why most people in the world don't know how to eat this food. That's why the barbarians in Jiaozhou eat it this way."

Huang Yueying shook her head and explained, "Besides, this thing is only grown in the Jiaozhou area. If it was in the prosperous age, perhaps only a very few people in the northern Central Plains would know about this thing. After all, it is a tribute. There was a Fu in Xiaowu's time: Zun Zhejiang analyzed the imperial wine, among which Zhejiang refers to stone honey made from sugarcane."

   "How did my aunt know about this thing? Where did this thing come from?"

  Guan Ji asked curiously.

"It's a coincidence," Huang Yueying said with a smile, "I was in Jingzhou in the past, and my family had some background. I also ate stone honey and saw sugarcane, so I only know about it. As for how to get this thing, it's naturally up to that person." The people of Wu sent it over."

   "Soochow?" Guan Ji frowned.

"Isn't it? A few days ago, the big man sent Deng Zhi as an envoy to restore friendship with Dongwu. Recently, Dongwu sent people to send some local products to return gifts, including stone honey and sugar cane. People in the court , mostly ignorance."

Speaking of this, Huang Yueying sneered, with a contemptuous look on her face, "The Soochow Wu is narrow-minded and narrow-minded. Even if we have a good relationship, we have to be careful. He thinks he can do it, and thinks that no one can understand the big man." Get these two things."

   As she spoke, Huang Yueying waved her hands, called her servants to come forward, and ordered: "Go, bring up the bowl containing stone honey."

  After the servants brought the stone honey, Huang Yueying pushed the bowl in front of Guan Ji, "Taste it. This stone honey doesn't look very good, but it tastes extremely sweet."

  The contents in the bowl are viscous and gray in color, which makes people feel unappetizing.

  Guan Ji hesitated for a moment, then looked at the sugar cane on the table, then carefully picked up a spoon to scoop up some, and took a sip.

  The fruit in the mouth is extremely sweet, Guan Ji just feels that she has never eaten such a sweet thing.

   "In this world, there is such a sweet thing?" Guan Ji couldn't help taking another bite, "I'm afraid it's the sweetest thing in the world, right?"

"Your sweet tooth, it seems that you can't change it for a lifetime." Huang Yueying looked at Guan Ji lovingly, and smiled, "Look at you, how long has it been since you have eaten sweets? You haven't had sweets in Hanzhong." Ask your Feng Langjun to make some ice cream for you to eat? You'd be silly to eat it, don't forget, isn't that honey better than this stone honey?"

  Guan Ji blushed, but her hands didn't stop, pouring spoonful after spoonful into her mouth: "Sweet things, who doesn't like them?"

   After all, Feng Yong did not let Zhao Guang go to Nanzheng again. This guy's ability to handle affairs is really not reassuring. So Feng Yong simply asked Li Yi to go to Zhuge Qiao to inquire about the situation.

  After all, Zhuge Qiao can be regarded as a member of the army, and Li Yi has the status of an angel. It must be much easier to inquire about news, and Li Yi has other things to do along the way.

  Speaking of which, Li Yi followed him to Hanzhong, and he was diligent and hardworking along the way, and many things were done by him.

  It's not like Zhao Guang, who asked him to find his lover to do something, but he still procrastinated, so he probably just patronized me and kissed me.

  If it wasn't for Li Yi's dark mind, which made Feng Yong have doubts, with his ability, Feng Yong would have already regarded him as a confidant.

  During the days of waiting, Feng Yong finally couldn't hold back, and began to return to his old job - to be a rural teacher without a professional certificate.

  Teaching subjects, in addition to the children from Fengzhuang, there is one more Amei. The teaching content is no longer a thousand-character text, but has become Hanyu Pinyin.

   Zhao Guang, who had always regarded Chinese Pinyin as Feng Yong’s unique characters, was shocked that Feng Yong would spread such important things to the outside world. At the same time, he was also very interested, so there was one more person in the camp who said "ah, oh, goose" every day.

   There is no harm without comparison. Since Feng Yong became a teacher in this village, he has realized why teachers like smart and good students.

  Teaching is easy, this kind of student is so fulfilling and joyful.

   Gouzi, who used to be number one every day, had to take the second place after Amei joined.

  Amei's talent makes Feng Yong feel pity for her. If she had been born in her own time, the title of top female student and girl with high IQ would definitely not be able to escape.

  There are only forty-seven initials and finals, and Amei has learned more than half of them in just a few days. It made Feng Yong doubt whether he would compile a real Chinese textbook at this level.

Think about when I was a child, I used the old version of Chinese textbooks. After learning the initials and finals, I started to read jingles: "Ah, oh, geese... pick up rice ears, pick pumpkins, herd cows, mow grass, feed bunnies, hide-and-seek ..."

   At the same time, the book is also accompanied by villains and pictures.

  Feng Yong thinks this is very good, and puts every bit of life in teaching.

  There are no bunnies to feed, so you can cut grass to feed cattle and sheep!

  There are good students that the teacher likes, and there are naturally bad students that the teacher hates. In the past, Niuwa was used to compare with Gouzi, but now it is Zhao Guang who is in sharp contrast with Amei.

Waking up in the morning and yelling "ah" to the sun, followed by "oh" when I heard the **** crowing, and then "uh" like a fool, it seems that I am studying hard, learning over and over again, but learning After forgetting the front, I couldn't even distinguish the initial consonant from the final consonant.

   Feng Yong wished he could just take his brains out and put in what he wanted to learn, so that he wouldn't get a stomach ache every day looking at his stupid appearance.

   "In the future, don't tell others that I taught you something, so as not to embarrass me!"

  Feng Yong saw that Zhao Guang was once again troubled by not being able to distinguish whether the sound of "Yi" is an initial consonant or a final consonant, so he couldn't help but grabbed his clothes and said viciously.

   "Look at Amei, who has to serve people every day and help weaving. She learns faster than you, isn't it embarrassing?"

  Then he saw the woolen sweater Zhao Guang was wearing, and his anger became even worse: "I said that you can't think about anything other than grabbing things?"

  Seeing that the wool of the Qiang and Hu people is good, they want to grab it. Seeing that the Qiang and Di people are useful, even the other party wants to grab it. Even if they see that they are wearing good things, they dare to grab it.

  Damn it, the first woolen sweater that Grandma called Gouzi knitted for herself, since she took it off and put it on for him, she never got it back from this guy.

  The weather in Hanzhong at this time is already a bit chilly in the cold.

  Feng Yong wakes up to exercise in the morning, already feeling a little unbearably cold.

  Finally, I had no choice but to tell Ah Mui to send a message to Gou Zi’s mother, telling her to make another woolen sweater as soon as possible.

  But this time the speed of making woolen sweaters seems to be much slower than last time.

   "Amei, Amei?"

  Thinking of the woolen sweater, Feng Yong couldn't help but think of it again. In order to avoid being **** off by the guy in front of him who only pretended to be stupid, he had to distract himself and yelled.

   Amei, who was squatting at the door and scratching, came in and bowed silently.

   "Last time I asked Aunt Gouzi to redo a woolen sweater. How is the progress now? Why hasn't there been any movement after so long?"

  Feng Yongben accidentally saw the woolen sweater on Zhao Guang, so he asked Amei to come in and ask.

   I never thought that Amei's complexion changed drastically when she heard this, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly crawled down: "Return to the Lord, it will be... soon to be healed."

   It seems that this girl thought it was because Feng Yong felt that the progress was too slow, so she should blame her.

   "It's okay. I'm just asking, don't be nervous."

  Feng Yong comforted him.

   "Yes... yes, my lord is sorry, it's the servant girl who deserves to die, and I missed the lord's business."

  Amei was still prostrate on the ground, trembling a little, not daring to get up.

   Not only Feng Yong, but also Zhao Guang felt that Amei was a little weird.

"what happened?"

  Feng Yong frowned, this girl, just now she was used as an example for Zhao Guang, so this is a burden for me? Don't give me face?

   "Master, there was something wrong with the spinning wheel two days ago, and it has been repaired by someone, so weaving is a bit slow."

  Amei didn't dare to look up, and said in a low voice.

   "Oh, so that's what happened."

   It is normal for the loom to have problems. It is all made of wood, and it may break when and where.

  Feng Yong is now asking people to make a batch of looms for those Qiang girls to practice, but the time is relatively short, and they haven't finished yet. The only one that can be used in the camp is the one in Gouzi's mother's hand.

   "This has nothing to do with you, why are you nervous? Get up first."

   "Return... to the lord, the spinning wheel was... precisely the maid who broke it."

  Amei's voice was almost crying.

   These days, Ah Mei has been weaving with the dog's mother, Feng Yong knows it, but what he didn't expect is that she was able to break the spinning wheel.

  Could it be said that if there are really strengths in this world, there must be weaknesses?

  Yaomei is not good at reading and writing, but she is clever.

  This Ah Mei has a top-notch IQ, but is clumsy?

   "Did you break it? How?"

  Feng Yongdeng was a little dumbfounded at the time, but Feng Yong has seen the spinning wheel today, and the structure is relatively simple and clear at a glance. It should be regarded as a relatively primitive type.

  Simple means that it is easy to operate. I never thought that Amei can even break this, and she can be regarded as a talent.

   "Before the lord told me to make clothes again, the servant girl spun cloth with the dog's mother, thinking about adding something to the spinning wheel, but never thought about it, just...just..."

  Amen said.

   "Add something to the spinning wheel?"

  Feng Yong was stunned. In his heart, Ah Mei seemed to be quiet on weekdays. Could it be that she still likes to tinker with things behind her back?

   "It's okay, what do you want to add to the spinning wheel?"

   "Yes, the servant girl knows she's wrong, and she won't dare again in the future."

   Amei said in a trembling voice.

  Feng Yong saw that Amei was about to become a quail, and thought that she was decent in taking care of herself on weekdays, and he liked her study in the past few days, so it was hard to talk about her now.

   "Get up first. Why do you want to add something to the spinning wheel?"

   "Yes. Thank you, my lord."

After Amei stood up, she still lowered her head, not daring to look at Feng Yong, "The servant girl has been weaving with the dog's mother for a long time, and her waist and legs will feel numb. The chair came out, isn't it just for the convenience of sitting comfortably on weekdays?"

As he spoke, he quietly raised his head and glanced at Feng Yong, seeing that he didn't blame himself for what he said, he was secretly relieved, and then continued, "My maid was wondering if I could change the spinning wheel, Wouldn't it be better to make it higher?"

   "Why is it so troublesome? I really want to sit on a chair and weave. Wouldn't it be solved by placing the spinning wheel at a higher place? Or adding a shelf under the spinning wheel?"

  Feng Yong shook his head lightly, thinking to himself that such a simple matter, need to dismantle the spinning wheel and redo it?

   "The servant girl thought so too." Amei summoned up her courage, "I added a shelf to the spinning wheel. This way, there is room for the feet, and it is indeed much more comfortable."

   "And how did you break the spinning wheel?"

  Feng Yong is even more strange.

   "It was all right at first. But the servant girl was sitting there, kicking her feet to the shelf below. She almost knocked over the spinning wheel several times, so she wondered if she should let her feet have something to do, so... just..."

  Feng Tubie's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked straight at Amei's feet.

  Amei felt Feng Yong's burning gaze, and she took two steps back in fright, trying to hide her feet in her skirt as much as possible.

   "Take me to see!"

  Feng Yong couldn't take care of it any longer, he pulled Ah Mei up, and rushed directly to the house where the dog's mother usually spins.

  Aunt Gouzi is sitting by the spinning wheel and weaving. The spinning wheel has been raised a lot as Amei said, but it is estimated that the bottom frame was added on a temporary basis, and it is a bit rough.

  Aunt Gouzi is not sitting on a chair, but something that looks like a chair that was randomly built with a few pieces of wood.

  There are Gouzi and Niuwa in the house, and there is strange-shaped wood under their feet, and they don’t know what they are playing.

   Seeing someone rushing in suddenly, the three people in the room looked over together, and when they saw that it was the host's house, they got up in fright and saluted.

  Feng Yong ignored them and walked around the spinning wheel a few times. Except for the temporary shelf, there was nothing else, which made Feng Yong a little disappointed.

   "Tell me, what else do you want to add to this spinning wheel? Let the feet have something to do?"

  Feng Yong pointed to the spinning wheel and asked Amei.

   "Grinding...like a millstone."

  Amei stammered.

  Feng Yong was really surprised this time, he turned around and held Amei's head, looked left and right, and exclaimed: "It's a pity not to go to Tsinghua University and Peking University with this brain.

  (end of this chapter)