Shen Zui had heard of the "Hustle and Bustle Association", but because it was none of his business, he didn't take it seriously, and Stephen said this coldly and didn't react.

"Oh, what did I think. Shen Zui said, "If the two of us are the same, we will definitely not have a chance to become any candidates, so there is nothing to be excited about." ”

Stephen asked, confused, "How so?" I heard that they have lowered their entry standards in the last two years. ”

"We don't have 'blue blood' in our bodies, although no one's blood is strictly blue. Brandon added.

"Oh, I see. Indeed, I heard that your family's title was bought, you see my memory. Stephen probably realized that there was something wrong with his words, and tried to remedy it, so he added: "However, you put down that I am not a snob, and I will not look down on you." ”

All of a sudden, the two of them were amused, and the two said almost in unison: "Okay, thank you." ”

The three of them had different tempers, and the atmosphere of conversation was very relaxed, chatting and chatting, and the line came to the head.

When it was his turn to get drunk, he found that he had significantly more to claim than Stephen.

So he pointed to the bamboo sword, saddle and pulley bow on the platform, and asked a male teacher at the registration desk, "I'm sorry, teacher, is this also for me?"

The teacher didn't raise his eyelids, and asked coldly, "Otherwise." ”

Shen Drunk's words sounded a little silly, and he said, "But I won't use this thing." ”

"That's why the school teaches you. The teacher's words made it impossible for him to refute.

"No, you don't understand what I mean. Shen Zui used an honorific salute, "When I first signed up, I didn't take this kind of course. ”

The teacher still looked down at the form in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "The teaching system has been reformed this year, not that you can take whatever classes you want, but that the school will teach you whatever it thinks should be taught to you." ”

Shen was drunk and still didn't give up, and asked: "Why doesn't the classmate in front of me use the bamboo sword?"

Probably because many people have asked similar questions, the teacher doesn't think there is anything new, and he doesn't even need to think about it, so he blurts out: "The top 20 students only need to study strategies with peace of mind, and they don't need to take the three courses of horse archery, foot archery, and technical bravery." If you still have questions about the curriculum, you can go to the Academic Affairs Office to consult with the relevant teachers after the official start of school. ”

Shen Zui felt helpless, smiled bitterly, and thanked him.

Brandon gloated, "Good luck." ”

"If I knew this, I would have worked hard when I was preparing for the exam. Shen didn't see Stephen and asked, "Where is the child?"

Brandon replied, "I'll go back first, saying that I'm going to finish all the classes for the new semester tonight." ”

Shen Zui looked disdainful and said, "Cut, with a little brain capacity, just show it blindly." ”

"The damn dinner, if he didn't mention it, I almost forgot about it. When I go back, I have to hang up the clothes I want to wear the day after tomorrow and iron them, otherwise there will definitely be pleats. You'd better do the same when you go back, and polish your shoes, don't hang mud. Brandon admonished.

Shen Zui said as he walked: "This dinner is more complicated than expected, but fortunately, we are just spectators." ”

Brandon nodded and said, "Well, I don't want to break the 'association' and have anything to do with it, let's find a chance to slip away after dinner." ”

Shen Zui smiled evilly and said: "Fortunately, you look very low-key, it shouldn't leave any impression on the Kyushu spies who are mixed in the dinner, in short, you remember to cover your family's 'Golden Palm Leaf' emblem on your clothes." ”

Brandon pursed his lips and said, "I know that it will bring a lot of unnecessary trouble to my education, and there are so many people who want to join the 'association', I really don't understand." ”

Shen Zui shrugged his shoulders and said, "There is nothing difficult to understand, some people come here to study, and some people are not. ”

The two returned to their drunken room and simply flipped through their newly issued textbooks.

Shen Zui carefully flipped through the "General History of Veres", and Brandon was more interested in the anatomical diagram of the human body in "Anatomy".

In the evening, neither of them felt hungry, so they decided to save a sum of money before dinner.

At night, the temperature turns cooler, and you can get drunk on the fireplace.

Brandon put up a blanket, nestled up on the couch, and fell asleep.

Shen drunk couldn't bear to wake him up, helped him close the book on his body, and went back to his room to rest.

The next day, when I woke up, it was already Riyu.

Shen Zui rubbed his eyes, the blankets on the sofa were neatly folded, and a note was left on the dining table, which read: "I have an appointment today, I won't mess with you." ”

He scratched his head, these words meant that he had to pay for food out of his own pocket.

I was going to grit my teeth and hold on, but I didn't eat last night, and my belly had already begun to protest.

Shen Zui vaguely remembered that he passed by a small street shop yesterday, which sold chicken steak rice, the store was not big, and it looked clean. He figured that this kind of shop should not be expensive, so he rinsed his mouth with tooth salt, wiped his face, and searched for the store in his memory.

Baojia Fried Chicken, with its unpretentious name, is even more so decorated inside, with eight seats in front of the prep station and a menu hanging outside the door showing that only three kinds of food are served: fried chicken, fried chicken nuggets, and fried chicken rice.

Shen Zui pushed open the door of the store and turned the bell on the door.

The proprietress who was making chicken cutlets raised her head and said with a happy smile, "Welcome!"

There were two customers seated in the store, an elderly man in a wheelchair sitting in the back with a cup of tea in front of him and a pencil in his hand, making circles on the newspaper spread out on the table, and a little girl, five or six years old, who ordered a cut chicken cutlet but basically didn't eat it.

The proprietress was very enthusiastic, handed over a cup of barley tea first, and then asked, "Little brother, what do you want to eat?"

There was no price on the menu at the door, so Shen Zui asked first: "How much is the chicken steak rice?"

The boss replied: "Ten bowls, but those who have eaten my rice say that it tastes good, and they still want to eat it, and one bowl is definitely not enough." ”

Shen was drunk in his mind to convert the value between the general currency and the Kyushu money, Kyushu's ten paper money is equal to half a general copper coin, that is, 1/20 of the general silver coin, his monthly living expenses are two silver coins, so calculated, one bowl can afford to eat, two bowls are luxurious.

Shen Zui said calmly: "Let's have a bowl first, thank you." ”

"Okay. The proprietress looked easy-tempered, she took out a large chicken steak and asked, "Can you eat spicy?"

Shen Zui replied: "General." ”

The proprietress didn't have any chili noodles, she put the chicken steak in the oil pot, accompanied by the sound of magnetic frying, and said: "Little brother, I see that you are not a local." ”

Similar questions made Shen Zui very difficult, and he usually had to answer vaguely: "I was born here, but I left with my father at a very young age." ”

"Oh, now that you're back to school, you can read, you can write, and you're blessed to work with ink every day, unlike people like us who can only deal with oil stains. ”

Her words sounded shallow, but she felt a little profound when she listened to it, and she couldn't think of what to reply.

"Why do you only sell three kinds of food?" he asked.

I didn't think that the proprietress couldn't answer him, she said: "There are only three kinds of food, and it is not easy to make it delicious." ”

Shen Zui had no choice but to echo and say, "Yes, yes." ”

The chicken was discharged from the oil pan, golden and translucent, and the proprietress skillfully cut it into six strips. She brings out a bowl of freshly simmered rice, a good roll of egg rolls and chicken cutlets, and tops it with her own sauce.

"Come, taste. If you want another bowl, don't be polite. ”

The chicken cutlet that was just made looked very tempting, and the protest in Shen's drunken stomach also reached the top wind, and he didn't care about eating, so he took a big bite when he went up. The chicken cutlet has a crispy taste, the egg roll is moderately soft and hard, and the sauce is sweet but not greasy, which converges into a big "like" word.

After some gobbling up, Shen Zui understood what it meant: if you still want to eat it, a bowl is definitely not enough.

The proprietress had already seen the answer she wanted from his satisfied expression, but she couldn't help but ask, "How does it taste?"

Shen Zui just swallowed a big mouthful of rice, unable to speak, so he raised his thumb vigorously.

"That... "The hostess asked.

Shen drunk swallowed a mouthful of water, and at the same time decided to have a luxury this month, and said with a smile: "I have to have another bowl." ”