Ye Yingmou, who wanted to show himself well in front of the master, in order to make the master's impression of him add points, answered vigorously, and there were almost no questions asked by Shen Moyi that he couldn't answer.

After answering, Ye Ying remained silent on the surface, but she was actually very proud in her heart.

This result is much better than his usual one, and the gentleman before would praise his talent and intelligence when he took the school exam, and now Master Shen should also praise himself, right?

Ye Ying hung her head, raising her eyes from time to time to peek at Shen Moyi's face, but the book in Shen Moyi's hand blocked most of her face, Ye Ying couldn't see her expression, and she was a little apprehensive.

After Shen Moyi stopped asking questions or commenting for a long time, Ye Ying finally couldn't help but speak: "Master, ......?" ”

Shen Moyi woke up like a dream: "Ah...... Yes? She glanced at Ye Ying, who was looking expectant, "What's wrong Ying'er?" ”

Ye Ying pointed to the book in Shen Moyi's hand: "Master...... Don't you continue to ask? ”

Shen Moyi glanced at what he had asked, and then at what he hadn't asked, and shook his head: "There's no need." Ying'er, you're really smart. ”

Ye Ying's ears were slightly red, and her head was lowered: "The master has spoken." ”

Shen Moyi sternly put his hands on Ye Ying's shoulders: "Ying'er, your modest attitude is very good, but the master sues you, excessive modesty, sometimes it is not a good thing, people will think that you are hypocritical and unreal, and even think that you are pretending to be 13." ”

Ye Ying has only had swords in the world since she was a child. Practicing swords, practicing swords, and forging swords, how could I have thought of so many messy things, I was still a little confused when I first heard Shen Moyi say it, especially her last sentence, Ye Ying was really at a loss.

Good children have always been ashamed to ask, and Ye Ying is undoubtedly a good child among good children.

So he asked, "Master, what is pretending to be 13?" ”

Shen Moyi was asked: "...... Uh...... "There are no English letters at this time, how do you explain this B to Ye Ying...... If the explanation is not clear, it is a bad child......

Ye Ying could see Shen Moyi's embarrassment, and said thoughtfully: "If it is inconvenient for the master to speak, then Ying'er will not ask." ”

Shen Moyi felt that his professionalism had been challenged......

She slapped the table: "Who said I couldn't explain it!" 13 is an exotic language, and it is used here in two senses, one is to show others the temperament that one lacks and does not possess by showing others the self-satisfaction and even deceptive nature of vanity. Of course, you don't belong to this category. ”

She paused and continued: "Another meaning is to point to others to conceal one's talents, in order to achieve the act of concealing one's true strength and deceiving the other party, sometimes it is also a modest expression, but it mostly refers to the former. That's what I just said. Got it? ”

Ye Ying looked at her adoringly: "The master is really knowledgeable!" ”

Shen Moyi: "......" She now has a feeling of "pretending to be 13 and being struck by lightning"...... The ancients did not deceive me...... Because her words were actually searched out by the system, she really couldn't be more ashamed of Ye Ying's praise.

Shen Moyi cleared his throat and said, "Actually, I don't know much, it's just common sense." ”

Common sense.

When Ye Ying heard this, she felt more and more that Shen Moyi was powerful. She thinks it's something of common sense, but she doesn't even know it, but the master really learns through the past and the present!

Shen Moyi looked at the child's eyes and felt that the child must be crooked again.

She couldn't hold her forehead. No, this master really can't continue in the present. For the first time, I felt that I was not teaching and educating people, but misleading people's children! Shen Moyi lasamen tears.

"What's wrong with Master?" Ye Ying also looked at Shen Moyi with admiration. He was a little apprehensive in his heart, the master didn't look very good, did he think he was too stupid?

Shen Moyi shook his head: "It's okay." It's not early, are you hungry? Let's go to lunch. "Although it is a spot check, but the number is not large, it is now close to noon, and the aroma of vinegar fish from West Lake has begun to waft inside and outside the villa, and Shen Moyi is a little hungry when he smells it.

In the thirtieth century, because the general food was handed over to the machine to do, it lost a lot of its original flavor, and the really delicious things became the exclusive use of the upper class, and Shen Moyi's money for medical treatment was saved by picking between his teeth with Shen Baizhou, let alone enjoying it. After Shen Moyi came here, he fell in love with pure natural and original food, and awakened his foodie attributes. However, Wang Zhiwei, the famous chef of Wanhua Valley, has so many hours all day long, and not every disciple can eat it every day, but when he arrives at Zangjian Villa, it is different.

She is the master of the young owner, so she can't leave her a copy of what is delicious? Thinking about this, Shen Moyi felt that it was really a bit of a loss for him to leave.

Ye Yingcha's ability to observe words and expressions is not strong, and when he heard this, he really thought that Shen Moyi was hungry, so he hurriedly saluted Shen Moyi and led the way.

*

The southern cuisine is sweet and light, which is more in line with the taste of Shen Moyi, who has been sick for a long time and has scruples about what she eats, and this may be the last meal she has left in Zangjian Villa, Shen Moyi cherishes it very much.

It's also very hard.

The maid and the cook of the villa repeated the process of cooking and serving the dishes over and over again under Ye Mengqiu's instructions, and they all suspected that the villa really didn't receive a whole Wanhua sightseeing group today? How can you eat it so much.

After Ye Ying saw Shen Moyi's combat power, it was rare to eat an extra bowl of rice than usual.

If the Master is so able to eat, the apprentice must also learn.

Ye Mengqiu patted Ye Ying's shoulder with satisfaction: "You should eat more when you grow your body, you eat so little on weekdays, it's no wonder that you can't carry a sword and can't make a move." ”

Although Ye Ying saw Ye Mengqiu's next move and flaws when Ye Mengqiu took out the sword, he was thinking about countermeasures, but Ye Mengqiu didn't ask, so he didn't say anything, just nodded as if he had listened, and continued to eat.

Eat without saying anything. Ye Mengqiu can not take this matter seriously, he can't. When I was younger, I was forced to ask for it for a long time, and now it has become a habit.

And if you speak, you will be beaten, Ye Ying is not stupid.

Ye Mengqiu looked at his son's obedience and felt more and more that Shen Moyi, the master, had taught really well, and in less than twelve hours, Ye Ying had made great changes.

Raise wages, must rise! Twenty taels of silver a month is too little, two hundred taels!

Shen Moyi didn't know, but if he knew, he probably had to wail for a while.

*

After eating, Ye Ying was sent by Ye Mengqiu to the sword house to cast a sword, while Shen Moyi was called to his study by Ye Mengqiu.

This time, the study was not redecorated, and it suddenly looked much richer, Shen Moyi sighed with emotion about the intentions of the Hidden Sword Villa to himself, and felt more and more that he should go.

People spend money and effort to invite themselves to teach Ye Ying to learn, but if they don't have enough knowledge, even Ye Ying can't teach well...... How to stay!