The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

In any feudal dynasty ruled by men, women are accessories, booty and tools to show off their rights and wealth.

Excluding the special existence of Jiang qianxia and empress Chang sun, the above sentence makes people feel cold at the bottom of their heart, but there is nothing wrong.

Of course, the daughter of a rich family has come to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting and needlework cooking since childhood, but it is not for the sake of the young lady herself, but for the face of the whole family. We can't let the married young lady become a joke, but discredit the family.

Therefore, even if they have received higher education, they know more about what is women's ring, what is husband oriented, and what is for the face of the family.

Daqian has private schools and large schools for poor children. They teach simple scriptures such as three character scriptures and thousand character scriptures to teach them what is etiquette, righteousness and shame, and what is monarch, minister, father and son.

But Daqian has no female school. All the educated and reasonable girls are specially invited by their father to teach at home. That is to say, the women at the bottom are determined not to have the opportunity to receive education.

It is cruel and realistic, but it is also in line with the actual situation, because Daqian's basic education itself is scarce to a certain extent. Of course, a few resources are used to meet more men. Who makes men in power?

So Jiang qianxia is not surprised that so many people boo Tiandong. Even if she is very angry, she can't understand it.

Light eyes swept through the disdainful or surprised crowd, without aggressive eyebrows and angry scolds, but all the people with her cat's eyes were cold at the bottom of their hearts and couldn't help but restrain their attitude.

The corners of her mouth made a mockery of her, and then she flashed away. When she looked carefully, her face looked like a lazy cat, which made life unable to be vigilant.

After turning around Tiandong, Jiang qianxia touched his chin and said, "Tiandong, this name is very unique. Who gave it to you?"

"It was taken by an elder who gave great help to the little girl. His old man now works in the Liulichang. He used to be a craftsman of porcelain painting."

"Yo? It's still my own!"

Jiang qianxia's eyes widened a little. Unexpectedly, the girl's elder is the old man in her own hands. With this relationship, if she gave her a chance to prove herself, it would make sense.

"But even if we are our own people, it's not so easy to enter the wisdom collection hall. We have to go through formal channels, right?"

Holding Tiandong's slender wrist, he took a few steps to the side, called the ghost one and the ghost two to move the tables and chairs, put them at the door, and put Tiandong on the chair. He sat at the corner of the table and smiled: "since you dare to come, you must have known the enrollment criteria. Tell me, what ability do you want to enter the school?"

"Dig, dig..."

Roaring laughter rang out again. The whole face turned red in winter, and the embarrassed appearance of sweating at the tip of her nose made her already ordinary facial features look more loveless.

His eyes were red with anxiety. Tiandong used all his perseverance to restrain himself from crying out of shame. He was eager to explain something. He looked up at the calm and gentle eyes of Shangjiang shallow summer. Somehow, he suddenly calmed down.

"I'm an orphan. I was left in the mining area when I was a baby. There are many stones in the mountains of Shicheng. Many men work as quarrymen to support their families, but they live apart from their families all year round, so it was a group of men who raised me."

Many people can't help but show sympathy and pity when they look at Tiandong with her head down. Yes, it's a pity that a girl who grew up among men, let alone looks ugly, is extremely difficult to marry even if she is born beautiful.

"I helped in the mine since I was a child. Since I could remember, I dragged the basket and followed adults to pick up some scattered minerals for food. Uncles are kind-hearted people. They don't tell stories about coaxing children, so every time I was hungry and cold and cried loudly, they took different minerals to teach me to distinguish."

"Slowly, I know more and more minerals. Old uncles say I have talent and am born to eat this bowl of rice. I can find mineral veins in mountains that others don't value. Where it's difficult to mine, I can find another way in."

"I can distinguish the lines of stones. I can know what mines can be found under the soil. I can find the best and purest mines. With this skill, many uncles have worked in the mining area for many more years before returning home to provide for the elderly."

The more said, Tiandong was more and more with a touch of toughness. She was not confident at all, but she believed that relying on her own skills, she could let her live and let the uncle who pulled her up have a place in her old age.

Her craft sounds a little general and mysterious, but Jiang qianxia knows that someone can do it. For example, foreman Dong, who is still blowing up mountains for her in Dianzhou, likes to deceive people with big dragons and small dragons, but he relies on perennial experience and his eyes.

If it's true as Tiandong said, her talent may be better than Dong Gong - she met her baby and came to the door.

The pupil contracted slightly and could not be checked. Jiang qianxia was silent. When she said this, she only nodded faintly without comment. She turned her head to give the ghost a wink and asked him to go to the storage room of the geological class to find some different kinds of minerals and bring the geological models they used in class.

There were too many things. Ghosts went alone one by one. When they came back, they followed a whole class to see the excitement.

These old Youzi who usually wander up the mountain when they have nothing to do are looked at by Jiang qianxia. They all put on an honest and honest appearance to fool her. She can't speak. The table is set up, more than ten geological models are put down steadily, and a pile of messy minerals are put into a pile. Many of them look like broken stones on the side of the road.

"Come on, who's the boss? Now that you're here, you can ask yourself."

Just after Jiang qianxia's voice fell, a boy with the strongest body came out, pointed to the pile of minerals and said with a smile: "this girl, if you can enter the Shihui hall, it's our junior sister, but now I have to test you. If you can match the minerals produced by these 14 model plates one by one, we will temporarily admit your ability."

Tiandong looked at Jiang qianxia and saw her nodding slightly. Then she wiped the cold sweat from her palm on her body, stood up, picked up the right one from the pile of ore and put it in front of the corresponding model plate.

No, it's not just correspondence. It's like eating and drinking water. She doesn't need to consider it at all. She directly picks up the ore and puts it on the side of the model. While putting it, she also points to the specific position on the model to explain where it's most convenient to go in, where it's easiest to produce the best, where it's unsafe, and it's easy to bury people when it's deep.

Jiang qianxia is a baiding, and most of the people present are the same as Jiang qianxia. They can listen to the excitement at most, but the geological students who come to join the excitement have their eyes straight.

After a while, the vigorous young man's forehead was full of virtual sweat. When he had finished all the things that remained to be done in winter, he pretended to fan the wind with his hand, and then squatted down next to Jiang qianxia. He whispered like a ghost.

"Dean, this girl is amazing. The students in our basic class can't do this. Where did you get it? It won't be specially made to hit us in the face?"