Yan Lao Er hurried outside to fetch a basin of water, mixed it with hot water and brought it in.

  When Mr. Tian saw it, he walked over and washed his face and hands.

   After wiping the cloth towel, Yan Laoer threw it directly into the basin.

  Master Tian's eyelids twitched.

   After listening to him let the servants outside take it and wash it clean, his face softened a lot.

  Sit upright and ask Yan Er to open the bookcase and carefully look at the books inside.

   At first glance, it was Yan Huaiwen's handwriting.

  He pointed to another slightly straightforward commentary and asked, "Who wrote this?"

  Yan's second child looked over: "It's my second child."

  Master Tian said, "It's your daughter."

  He had a deep impression of the girl, the daughter raised by the Yan family was really different from other families.

  After picking up the book, Mr. Tian was very serious.

  From shallow to deep, explain one by one.

   After a short period, pause and ask Yan Er.

   Repeat this several times.

  Master Tian was secretly amazed.

  This Yan Er doesn't seem to be out of his mind.

   This is not a good study.

  But soon, Mr. Tian knew the root of the problem.

  Yan Er can understand the meaning of the text, but it is really difficult to recite it.

  As he himself said, he has to recite it many times, and after he has recited it, he has to keep looking at Shenji.

   Biting the text and judging sentences is not clear.

  The wording is too straightforward and cumbersome...

  I can’t memorize it, just write it several times.

  I can’t memorize it any more, so write it a few more times.

  It's okay to be straightforward and cumbersome. In the future, he will know how hard it is to copy books, and he will know that two words can sum up the meaning of a whole sentence, how happy he is.

   Therefore, the first homework that Mr. Tian left for Mr. Yan was to copy books.

  Yan Lao Er was carrying the bookcase, not forgetting to take the waste paper by the wall, and came out of the study in the back office dazedly.

  The boy outside the door saw him, and kindly reminded him: "The waste paper in the master's study can't be kept, it needs to be burned."

  He realized what was going on. Seeing the cloth towel that the boy had just washed for the old man, he had an idea, and scooped water from the water tank in the yard to soak the paper...

  Go back with the dripping waste paper.

  Yan Er Er suddenly stomped his feet and said "Hey".

   His footsteps became brisk.

  I muttered to myself, beaming with delight.

   "In addition to burning the waste paper, it can also be poured with water. Who stipulates that copying can only be done with a brush and not charcoal. Haha, it's really me!"

   Arriving at the school in the afternoon, several classmates expressed their amazement at Yan Lao Er's use of charcoal pen to copy books.

  Why didn't they think of it earlier!

   It saves effort and paper, which is great!

  The old master took the time to come over to explain the article to everyone. Seeing this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything. He assigned homework to others and said that it would be handed in tomorrow morning.

  Yan Laoer focused on copying books, and the speed of charcoal pen was far faster than that of brush, and he finished it very quickly.

  He felt that he was different from these people. He didn't come here to study seriously, and he could leave in a few days, so he thought of leaving early.

  After thinking about it, I felt that there was nothing wrong, so I ran back to my residence.

   Started making dinner for dinner.

   What Yan Laoer thinks is that he will not stay in the government office for a few days, and try to cook something delicious and convenient for his eldest nephew.

   When he is away, the eldest nephew can take care of himself.

  He had just washed the dishes and borrowed the stove from the servant to return them.

  Yan Lao Er politely said a few words to let the family eat, how could the yamen servant respond, he hurriedly said no, and thanked him again and again.

   "By the way, Brother Yan, the blacksmith asked if he could sell this stove to takeaways. If it is possible, he is willing to give some money."

   I didn't expect such windfall.

  He thought of the school and the study of the master of the Hou Yamen. After a while, it would not be very warm even with a brazier on.

  If you can put a stove, it will be convenient to keep warm and drink hot water.

   "Forget about the money, can you give me two stoves?"

  The yamen servant asked if he was going to be placed in the school and given to the Grand Master...

   Silently gave him a thumbs up.

  Look at the brains of the second brother Yan, how smart they are, no wonder they can get in front of the old man, this flattery is so appropriate and natural.

   "Okay, I'll go talk to him."

  That afternoon, a similar stove was used in the study of the Grand Master’s back office.

  Yan Xiangheng was fed vegetables and rice by his uncle after school.

   Combination of green vegetables, rice and pork slices sprinkled with his unique seasoning.

   Just two words, absolutely!

  Yan's second son naturally couldn't leave Mr. Tian behind.

   Carrying a bookcase and food box.

  Bringing his homework and delicious food, he came to Houya again.

  Before entering the study, Yan Lao Er pulled the boy aside and gave him a piece of fragrant soap.

   Tell him to use this to wash the cloth towels and handkerchiefs of the Grand Master in the future.

   Turning around and entering the room, I saw Master Tian tinkering with the stove.

  He first walked to the basin stand and put away another piece of fragrant soap he brought.

   Then came to help.

"Master, I can't do it, I'll set you on fire again." Yan Laoer hurriedly stopped Mr. Tian's dangerous action, searched around but couldn't find the iron hook, and thought that this blacksmith is also, why didn't he provide a complete set, so he went From the firewood on one side, I found a branch with a suitable thickness, lifted the iron ring at an angle, and put it on quickly and steadily.

   There is also a kettle next to it. The water is all filled, and Yan Laoer puts it on it.

   Checked the smoked iron cylinder again. Not to mention, the blacksmith's craftsmanship is very good, and the iron cylinders are connected tightly.

  Both of them fiddled with the stove, and it was inevitable that they got some ashes.

  Old Yan went out to fetch water naturally. As soon as Master Tian came over, he saw the piece of fragrant soap.

  Washed his hands as usual, and took a new cloth towel handed over by Yan Er.

  Master Tian was silent.

   "My lord, I made rice buns and brought you two. You old man, try something new. You can't wait. You have to eat it quickly, or it will get cold in a while."

  Master Tian sat, watching Yan Er open the bookcase, and took out the so-called rice bag that he had never seen before.

  Two doesn't sound like much, but this rice bag is really big.

  Adult palm size.

  Yan Er also brought a rough porcelain sea bowl, and even the chopsticks were ready.

   Bring it to him, just wait for him to open his mouth.

  Master Tian: …

  Using chopsticks to pull and take a bite.

   It turned out that it was rice, but it was fragrant.

  Take another bite, huh? have meat?

  Chew carefully, the aroma is very confusing!

   Before I knew it, I finished eating a rice bag.

  Master Tian ate a second one.

  Yan Laoer took out the books he had copied, as well as the books for class.

   Cleaned up the waste paper on the ground, folded it and put it aside temporarily.

  The water boiled, he scalded the cup first, and then poured a glass of water for the old man.

  Master Tian really felt that Yan Er had put all his thoughts elsewhere.

  Look at him one by one, he has winks, can take care of people, understands human relationships, and can handle things.

   As for the stove, he could obviously get some money, but he didn’t. He asked for two more, not for himself.

  The old man misses him well, the classmates he just met today miss him well, the servants in the government office miss him well, and the blacksmith still misses him well.

  It cannot be bought with mere money.

  That Xiang Jianzi is even more interesting, don’t think he doesn’t know, it’s Yan Er who hates him, hum!

  He asked him to copy books, this Yan Er is so good, he is used to being lazy, so he came up with a way to deal with it by writing with charcoal.

   He dismissed get out of class early in a grand manner.

  If it is said that he is going to do something serious, it is actually going back to cook.

  But Yan Er's craftsmanship is really good.

   This rice bag is very popular with him.