Once every three years, the three-day state test has come to an end.

The road near the examination room was blocked by horse-drawn carts and ox carts, and the door was full of people, surrounded by the families of the candidates who stretched their necks.

Zhou Bingshu walked out of the examination room as if he was in a different world, and suddenly felt that all the burdens were leaving his shoulders, but he also knew that the end of the exam was just the beginning.

"This golden osmanthus is really fragrant, I wonder if I can go back and make some sugar osmanthus?"

"Boss, you're good, I don't want to go back to the government office to get you out. ”

The two people next to him chattered and disrupted his sad thoughts, Zhou Bingshu glanced at him, his family didn't dare to disturb him, and could only stare him up and down with concerned eyes, and the source of the sound was two teenagers and girls, and their eyes fell on Jin Gui, who was not far from Zhou Bingshu's side.

"Son, how did you do in the exam? Can you be sure?" Zhou Mu couldn't hold back and asked.

"It's not clear yet, you have to put the list to know. Zhou Bingshu lowered his eyes and looked down at the ground, there were many eyes and ears in front of the examination room, and he was reluctant to answer this question. Zhou's mother thought that he might lose the election, and she was also depressed, and she didn't know how to comfort Zhou Bingshu, "It's okay, it's okay, let's see it, let's go home, and my mother will make you a good meal to replenish your body." ”

Kiryu hugged Zhou's mother, "Auntie is tired of coming to Nanxun, we made stew and lunch for my husband's family, you can go back slowly after you finish it." ”

"That's embarrassing. ”

"It's an honor to be able to read and write with my husband, so what's so embarrassing about making a soup or two and lunch. ”

When the cinnamon is fragrant, the state test begins, and the list is released in early winter.

Zhou Bingshu went to the sweet cake shop to give a lecture to Kiryu - yes, Kiryu has finished writing the hundred family names and thousand characters, and now he is talking about the Analects.

A-Yao's business is still the same, half-dead on the surface, and the few companies at the entrance of Wenfang Street treat her as a competitor, and when they see her come out with a new product, they will pick up the menu once, and some will even have a price war. The location of Ah Yao's shop is really not a lot, and the customers all run to their big restaurants and restaurants. Ah Yao asked herself, if her sweet cake shop would invite Dr. Tea, a storyteller, or a showgirl who sang a little song, the competition was understandable.

Therefore, when the store is idle, she is also happy to see Kiryu learn more from Zhou Bingshu.

Secretly, she contracted the supply of pastries for the entire Wenfang Street.

The fairy wealth cake of Taixu Guan, the white jade cake of Jumbo Xuan, the shape and style of Zhengmo Fang are like the plum blossom ink ingot of their plum blossom ink ingot, and even the humble tailor shop at the end of the street has sock bottom crisp.

A-Yao also promised that they would not terminate the relationship for a day, and the exclusive supply of pastries would not be released for sale. During this time, she concentrated on making the pastries of each family, pondering new products, and also had free time to complete the homework assigned by Mochizuki.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the release of the list has arrived.

The Zhou family was looking forward to it, and wanted to go to Nanxun County to see and inquire about Zhou Bingshu's results, Zhou Bingshu persuaded: "Mother, don't be in such a hurry, I'll go to give Kiryu a lecture at noon and take a look at it again." ”

Hearing him say this, the family was pressed back by him.

thought that his son/brother was named Sun Shan, and comforted him to prepare for another three years of gold list titles, and then ......

The gongs and drums are coming.

"Hit! Hit!"

The Zhou family looked dazed.

"Zhou Bingshu has solved the yuan!"

"It's true, I've got all the posters!"

Zhou Bingshu Shi Shiran thanked the reporter and gave him a reward, and the reporter pinched the money bag, and congratulated Xie Yuanlang like everyone else.

"Congratulations, you are really blessed to teach a son like a literary qu star!"

"Bingshu, this child, looked very aura when he was a child, and he has a chance when he grows up. ”

"O hope for our whole village!"

Dao Xi congratulated the voice endlessly, Zhou's mother reacted, and slapped her thigh: "Ah, my family is in the book!

Even if the family conditions are limited, Zhou Bingshu understands the yuan, and he has to treat himself to smashing pots and selling iron.

Fortunately, the bundles of sausages and bacon rice noodles sent by Kiryu during the festival were still there, and the village chief and Lizheng paid again, and the village set up a flowing water banquet to feast the people in the village.

To deal with the affairs of the village, it was two days later to go back to Nanxun Thatched Cottage to thank the teacher.

What makes Zhou Bingshu even more nerve-wracking is still to come, if there is a Nanxun student who is in the top five in the state examination, it is customary to invite teachers and classmates to a banquet, and invite examiners depending on the situation. As a state test solution yuan, he can't run away from this solution yuan banquet.

Who to invite, where to feast, and how to feast are all questions.

Sad!

"If you want me to say, forget about the restaurants, it's better to find a quiet place in Nanxun Thatched Cottage or Huajian Academy, and then invite a cook to cook and feast...... It's better to ask Mochizuki to make a banquet for you, with your identity as Xie Yuanlang, it shouldn't be a problem to ask Mochizuki. The classmate who had a good relationship gave Zhou Bingshu an idea, "I heard that Mochizuki is the daughter of the imperial chef of the previous dynasty, her father cooks for the people in the palace, and the daughter of the imperial chef cooks a banquet for Xie Yuanye, which has a lot of face!"

Zhou Bingshu was moved, but he didn't know much about the cook's mother, and after repeatedly consulting with his classmates, he came to visit Mochizuki.

Who knows, Bird's Nest listened to his intentions, especially when he heard that Mochizuki was the daughter of the imperial chef of the previous dynasty, his face changed, and Zhou Bingshu was directly closed.

“……”

Babble –

The door opened again, and A-Yao, who stepped out of the threshold, saw an acquaintance and said with a smile:

"Hey, Zhou Jieyuan, I haven't had time to say hello to you, now, the porridge in my store is really named, I wish you the next provincial test hall test champion and the first." ”

Zhou Bingshu looked closely, Ah Yao was carrying a vegetable basket, obviously going out to buy vegetables, thinking of her cooking skills, there was a conjecture in his heart: "You...... Stay here?"

"yes, how did you get here?"

"I want to ask Mochizuki to make me a banquet. But no one saw it, and ate the closed door of her maid.

Ah Yao's smile suddenly froze, she was about to go out Bird's Nest specially told her that someone outside wanted to invite Mochizuki to a banquet, she had already refused, telling her not to be soft-hearted for a while and agree to take care of things for Mochizuki, and then Bird's Nest hurriedly lifted her skirt and ran to the backyard.

Zhou Bingshu didn't understand, he had never met Mochizuki and her maid, and his relationship with Ayao was not bad, why did he open his mouth, Mochizuki's maid treated him as a beast?"

"No, no, no, Zhou Jieyuan, you're not wrong, how did you know this?" A-Yao hurriedly waved her hand to divert the topic, this is Xie Yuan, you can't offend.

Zhou Bingshu told him again about his intentions.

Ah Yao's face was a little strange, and she held back her words: "Then do you know the value of asking Master Mochizuki to make a banquet?"

He shook his head honestly.

"A big feast, a reward of 10,000 yuan, and 20 horses of silk. Yao held out her finger.

Zhou Bingshu turned around like a dream, with his hands and feet.