Her Farming Life With A Bandit

Compared with Lin Baozhu's casualness and carefulness, Liu Jin is really respectful. For him, no matter what the old man is, he is a person who can preach and teach.

What's more, the old man's willingness to come to taoshuwan is already a blessing for the children in his village. He is a new scholar.

As for Liu Jincai's attitude, Mr. Zhao obviously benefited. When he thought about it, he knew that this must be the scholar's desk in Taoxi county.

Although the old man has not yet tested his knowledge, he is gentle and handsome between his eyes, but he has a healthy look in his face. Even if he stops there with his head down and his eyes down, he doesn't mean that his eyes are high and his hands are low. He immediately nods his head with satisfaction. Even though he has been a scholar and praised, he still has not forgotten his true heart, which is rare.

Zhang Lizheng, on the other hand, is more flattering. He is not a scholar. He does not have so many lofty and arrogant characters. He only knows that this old gentleman is a teacher who Lin Baozhu invited back from the county. It is said that he is highly educated, but they can't afford to offend him.

When Lin Baozhu and Shi Dayong discussed with him before, he knew that it was very difficult and difficult to invite him to the village. Now not only invited, but also look at the age, not less than those students in the county school, so it is more let him bend down and say good words.

Mr. Zhao looks down on Zhang Lizheng's flattery. However, Lin Baozhu and Liu Jincai, who are still steady and generous, don't give people a bad look. He just snorts from his nose and yells at Liu Jincai: "go and see if Zhang Ji has made a good meal, No, the old man starved to death before he started talking

Liu Jincai was instructed to go to the kitchen, but he was not angry. Naturally, he bowed respectfully again, and then walked out of the room quickly. But he kept Zhang Lizheng. He felt that the old man was too difficult to serve. Even the only scholar in his village dared to scold him coldly.

But without waiting for his cold sweat, Lin Baozhu didn't know how to continue to speak, so she took the wooden plate into the room. Seeing the old man blowing his beard and staring at him, she was very unhappy. She couldn't help saying, "it's better to make food for Mr. Li, but can Mr. Li take a seat first? If Li Zheng hadn't cherished the children in the village, Zhang Ji's private school would not have been built. "

Master Zhao stares at Lin Baozhu, knowing that she is explaining that she is a flatterer, not as vulgar and selfish as he thinks. Now he flatters him, but he is afraid that he will not be able to stay as a teacher.

"The old man is not a terrible tiger or leopard. Is it difficult for him to sit down? Why don't you ask him to sit down?" Said, he also slightly dissatisfied with a look at Lin Baozhu, said, "you left Taoxi County desk in the kitchen to do what, not a good scholar let you smoke a smell of oil smoke."

Lin Baozhu ignored the old man's unreasonable and strange temper. She just laughed and put down the stir fried minced meat, beans and braised potatoes. Then he took some home-made glutinous rice wine and asked Li Zheng to help him.

Seeing the food and the appearance, the old man didn't pretend to be unhappy. He didn't need to be waited on. He took his chopsticks and picked up a piece of potato. It was soft but mellow, and the taste was much better than that of the cook who ruiwang had been looking for before.

When Lin Baozhu saw that he had eaten potatoes, his brows relaxed a lot, and he was finally relieved. Although the old man's mouth is hard and his heart is soft, he is still a lovely little old man, but he can't stand his every word with a thorn. But now it seems that one thing really falls into another, and most people don't understand the world of food.

Originally, he looked like his eyes were higher than the top. After eating some delicious dishes with chopsticks, he became more amiable now.

Thinking of this, she could not help but smile, and then said: "Sir, eat slowly, and there will be other meals later. As long as you have a good appetite, just let you have a good time.

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This word falls, don't say Zhao old son what performance, first is to frighten Zhang Li Zheng for a while. He has heard that scholars, especially those who are highly educated, have a very big temper. Lin Baozhu's tone of teasing children is deceptive. I'm afraid it's going to make my husband angry.

However, what he didn't expect was that I was an old man just now. After hearing Lin Baozhu's words, he immediately waved his hand, laughed twice, pointed to the two dishes on the table and said, "if the taste is worse than this, the old man won't eat it."

No matter how surprised Zhang Lizheng was, Lin Baozhu went out again. Then, Liu Jincai, who looked respectful, entered the room and bowed his hand to his husband again. After that, he sat down with a sincere face.

Next, there was almost nothing to do with Zhang Lizheng. Except for dinner, the old man was almost examining Liu Jincai's knowledge. From the Analects of Confucius to the golden mean, Zhang Lizheng is dizzy. Fortunately, he is calm. It doesn't matter if he doesn't understand it. It doesn't prevent him from looking at Liu Jincai with full eyes.Hum, how about the highly educated gentleman from the county town? Isn't it difficult for the scholar in their village?

The next few dishes were all made by Lin Baozhu's display of her talents. Knowing that the old man is a real eater, how dare she be perfunctory? On the contrary, she is determined to make him reluctant to leave taoshuwan with a word of disagreement.

A meal ranges from white chicken comb tea with spareribs, to Lin Baozhu's improved boiled meat slices, and soft, waxy, salty and fragrant eggplant with meat foam. However, all the dishes that are rare in restaurants outside can be cooked with great effort.

Finally, the old man and Zhang Lizheng had a full meal. Even Liu Jincai was embarrassed and rubbed his stomach secretly. Earlier, I knew that sister Baozhu's cooking skills were excellent, but I didn't expect that he would restrain himself, or he would eat too much. It was really hopeless.

Anyway, a meal was a feast for the guests, and the old man was extremely satisfied. At least, he didn't show any impatience or cold dislike.

Although the private school in the village has been built, it still needs to be cleaned up if people want to live in it. I'm afraid it's too late today. I can only let my husband pay attention to other places for a day.

Originally, Zhang Li wanted to invite Mr. Zhang to stay in his house for a night, but Mr. Zhao waved his hand and said that he didn't have to bother. He just managed to make do with the night in Zhangjia.

After all, the best house in taoshuwan now is Zhangjia's. It's not too shabby for Mr. Zhang to live here. After thinking about it, he had to answer, and then asked the old man if he needed anything else. If he didn't go back, he would send someone to clean the private school.

On that day, Zhang xiuniang and Zhaodi also stayed in. Although Mr. Zhao is old, he can't stand being a man. Now only Lin Baozhu is in Zhangjia. If there is any gossip, it won't be pleasant. With Zhang xiuniang and Zhao Di, others can't succeed even if they have the idea of touching Heilin Baozhu.

In the evening, Lin Baozhu stewed a pot of Yuzhu, accompanied by the thick rice porridge, and let the old man have a good time. Before returning to the house, I heard that Zhaodi had learned to read with Lin Baozhu, but it surprised the old man. But he didn't pay attention to Lin Baozhu's ability to teach people to read and read. After all, even if a woman knows a few big characters, how much better can she be.

But now he had enough to eat and drink, and he was in a good mood with good baijiguan tea, so he didn't have to bother to ask Zhaodi what she had learned.

A question and answer down, although Zhaodi still some restraint, but also can be regarded as barely qualified. When I know that Zhao Di has been learning Chinese characters for only a few months, now she can keep the Three Character Classic silent. It's really strange that even a thousand character essay can be silent.

What's more, Zhao Di can not only write by heart, but also explain it, and sometimes explain its meaning exactly. Listening to Zhaodi's interesting stories, Mr. Zhao became interested in them from his indifference at first. Finally, he could not help sitting up and pondering them carefully.

"My aunt said that it's teaching for fun. The books she taught me are different from those she taught them, but none of us is less silent than others. Last time, they lost to the girls in our village. " When it comes to reading, Zhao Di immediately goes on and on, with a proud expression on her face. What's more, she is showing off her capable aunt Baozhu.

Mr. Zhao frowned first, and then savored the new saying of teaching in entertainment. He was not a great scholar at that time, and he had never been an old man in Wenyuan Pavilion, but he also taught and educated people, and was quite famous among scholars. Otherwise, King Rui would not allow him to come here. Is it for him to attract students?

But Rao has taught a lot of people, and he has never thought of such a way of teaching in fun. Most of the time, it depends on his mood and feeling. Whether it's teaching four books and five classics or the University of the mean, it's all according to his heart. As for how much students can understand, it's only up to them.

But Zhaodi's words overturned his inherent idea. Maybe he was really old and his vision was not as broad as that of a young man. In this way, he waved to Lin Baozhu, who was not far away from Zhang xiuniang and was busy making needlework.

Lin Baozhu was embarrassed when she heard the old man's question. How could she teach. It's just the simplest way to encourage the literate children in the village to study according to the methods of those education experts in previous lives.

However, seeing that the old man looked serious, she had to slowly recall the educational views she had heard in her previous life, and then elaborate them one by one.

"Teaching in fun, teaching without discrimination. Perhaps that is to say, interest is the best teacher, and then there is... "Lin Baozhu searched the vocabulary in her stomach, trying to explain it more simply," people do their best, each do their own duty. Just as some people are good at arithmetic, let them specialize in arithmetic, and some people are good at game theory, let them specialize in game theory... "In fact, Lin Baozhu didn't know whether her explanation was right or not, but since she came to this dynasty and set up workshops and tea houses, she followed suit. According to the work that people are good at, they pick and sort the tea with quick and careful hands, and fry the green if they have a good command of cooking

Mr. Zhao listened to her words, and his expression changed again and again. At last, he thought that he had figured out something, and suddenly clapped his hands in praise. After seeing Lin Baozhu for a long time, he shook his head with a little pity and said, "it's a pity. If you are a man, why don't you worry about success? Alas, the old man pretends to be an old man, and his thoughts are not as good as yours. "

If we can really achieve this, we are afraid that there will never be fewer students who can make a difference.

Lin Baozhu took a look at the old man and couldn't help sighing at his honesty. However, seeing his more and more satisfied look, he knew that he was afraid that the old man would not leave easily.

On the side, Zhang xiuniang chuckled and looked at her daughter. Her eyes were full of pride and pride. She doesn't have a son. How can she? Her men don't make a fuss outside. Her daughter is not only obedient and clever, but also gives her a long face. Isn't she more likable than other people's sons?