The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

The heavy snow has covered the Shihui hall in the suburbs of Beijing with silver and plain clothes. Life outside is smooth and stable. Whether the people or officials are rich, they can not go out without going out.

Since the popularity of hot pot, the biggest entertainment in winter is to call three or five friends, put a table of hot pot, rinse fresh green leafy vegetables continuously cultivated from the warm room, and drink cold rice wine. It's a comfortable day.

But the comfort and leisure belong to others. In this day when mice are not willing to go out, the students of Shihui hall come and go like the wind, and their busy heels start.

"It's over. Why did I get lost and choose architecture? Sir asked us to choose materials and design and build a building model ourselves! My hands are swollen into pig elbows in this cold day. I'm making an egg!"

In the dormitory, like a crazy fool, Li Chengping held up his frostbitten hand and wandered around in front of others, but no one paid attention to him.

The new year's Eve is coming. While the college is going to have a holiday, it also means that the final exam is coming.

Lin Kai took a gloating look at Li Chengping, moved his wrist, and buried himself in writing - he didn't listen well in class. Fortunately, he shamelessly asked yuan Shuang to borrow his notes. Copying the notes and reciting them quickly is the business.

Serious yuan Shuang was very diligent when he studied. He was calm before the exam. Seeing that Li Chengping was really driven crazy, he put down his book and pointed to the outside.

"Senior architectural students want to build a whisk pyramid with ice. The students of the architectural class have agreed to complete it together. If you know someone, you can do it."

Li Chengping not only didn't appreciate it, but also turned his eyes maliciously.

"You know what a fart! The ice and snow in the Shihui hall is enough for them to build a bottom. Those crazy people now run to the lake all day, cutting ice and pulling themselves back as cattle. I only have frostbite on my hands, and they are running out of good meat!"

"So senior mechanical students have taken solving their ice transportation as an exam subject."

Before Yuan Shuang's voice fell, Li Chengping was already wrapped in the wind and roared out - the high-level mechanical students were all gods. They were involved and transporting some ice was nothing!

Qi nuoxian envies Li Chengping who has solved the problem. He is OK in other courses, but as a martyr, he must have an excellent skill.

He originally chose weapon design and manufacturing for this craft, but the bad thing is that the first batch of students of the master, the dandies who once ignored everyone, now have to come back for the exam together.

As soon as Lord Jiang Wenjie came back, he directly passed the advanced level examination of mathematics. Now Wen Linlang, an eight year old genius of mathematics, is soaking in the library every day, forgetting to eat and sleep in order to protect his first place. I don't know if he can do it.

Lord Luoqin, who majored in water conservancy, not to mention that water conservancy is a course that few people choose. He is also the main contributor to the calm of the floods in the two lakes. Even his teacher has failed. It is appropriate to have the first major.

As for the two adults majoring in plant cultivation and soil analysis, they didn't come to the exam. They are busy promoting the planting of new grain and are too busy to touch the ground.

He hasn't seen an adult who studies astrology. It's said that he went to Gu Li's territory to watch the stars. He can't come back for a while. He only often sends some letters back, which was thrown by the master to Taoist Baiyun, the astrologer.

Lord Hu Zirong didn't come back either. As an envoy, he was busy reconciling relations with the vassal states in the south. He couldn't even come back on the eve of the lunar new year.

Apart from these senior brothers who have nothing to do with Qi nuoxian, what bothers him most is Yang Yachun, who was originally the least prominent and hardly exposed to the outside world.

"Didn't Yang Yachun and the veterans study new weapons suitable for the promotion of the whole army in the cave in the mountains? Why did he suddenly come back to take the exam?"

Unconsciously asked, Qi nuoxian blushed and embarrassed.

Qi nuoxian was very popular. Suddenly, he asked a question. Everyone in the dormitory put down what he was doing and looked at it.

Yuwen listens to Tao and knows how much pressure he has now. He can't help but be relieved by Wen Sheng.

"We can't be called adults. We are all students of the dean and should be called elder martial brother. As for elder martial brother Yang's coming back to take the exam this time, it seems that the last question of weapon design and manufacturing is to analyze the comparison of weapons between various countries and our Daqian Army, and put forward suggestions on the equipment rectification of Daqian army."

"I haven't been born for a long time. Elder martial brother should want to take this opportunity to show the president the learning achievements of this period of time."

Not to mention good, Qi nuoxian is even more sad - he also wants to show his master what he has learned. It's better to be promoted to death

"What are you afraid of? Although he practices more than you, contacts more veterans than you, and knows more about war than you..."

Lin Kai originally wanted to Boost Qi nuoxian's morale. Unexpectedly, he was guilty when he said it. Finally, he had to pat Qi nuoxian on the shoulder in embarrassment under Qi nuoxian's resentful stare. He said dryly, "come on!"

The dormitory fell into silence for a moment. Yuan Shuang, who couldn't see it, frowned slightly, raised her head and said indifferently, "he started the whole army. Your goal is the dead. Just think of the dean. What's like?"

The others suddenly opened up and nodded one by one, but they found that Qi nuoxian's expression was more miserable.

"For the master? What kind of weapon has the master never played? The master talked to poison scholar in his spare time. If she lets go of killing, it won't take much effort to kill millions of people."

"But the weapons I have designed now can destroy more than 100 people at most. If I don't focus on the whole army, I can't get into the eyes of the master..."

The other people in the dormitory buried themselves in their own business again. The master and servant who haven't been famous simply don't take human life as their life. They are "kind and pure" honest people, so they can't talk with them!

No one paid attention to himself, and Qi nuoxian didn't care. He just touched his face sadly and thought deeply.

The busy gap checking period passed in the blink of an eye. The students of Shihui hall experienced the final exam like a nightmare for the first time.

Before the examination, for Jiang qianxia's evil taste, she also called it "test". Before entering the examination room, she gave the students a temporary notice.

"The final exam is based on your level. Those who pass the exam can be upgraded, those who pass the exam at the medium level can be reserved, and those who fail will naturally be reduced by one level."

Although everyone was worried about this adjustment, there was nothing to complain about. Just relieved, she continued: "the top three in each class will be rewarded with 50 passes. Although it's not much, you earn it yourself."

"As for the last one in each class..."

With curved eyebrows and eyes, Jiang qianxia grinned, "last, change women's clothes to be my assistant for a month. Good luck ~"