Wang Liu came back to his senses, sniffed and smelled, as if his son's stewed soup, the taste is different from the mutton soup sold on the street, I feel less sheep smell, more fragrant, smell and want to take a sip, heard his son say to buy spices, a little distressed Qian said: "No need, the taste of our soup is much more fragrant than ordinary sheep soup", Su Bai smiled: "That's because the onions, ginger and garlic were fried by me first, and the pine wood removed the odor, so it smelled fragrant, and the taste was guaranteed to improve a grade after adding spices."

Wang Liu was still a little hesitant, Su Bai continued to persuade: "The better our soup is, the more attractive it can be for people to drink, mother, think about it, do you make more money by selling a hundred bowls a day, or do you earn more by selling two hundred bowls a day?" ”。 Wang Liu pinched Su Bai's ears angrily and said, "Okay, you are a big bull, after reading the book for two days, you think your mother is stupid, right?" You also ask me this kind of simple question, do you look down on your mother? Su Bai hurriedly begged for mercy, saying that he had never had such thoughts, and swore that Wang Liu let go of his hand.

Su Bai looked at Wang Xing and found that Wang Xing didn't care about these details at all, his eyes kept staring at the lamb leg bones that were rising and falling in the pot, and there were some meat hanging on them that had not been cleaned. Su Bai sighed, his family's current living conditions are really bad, Wang Xing is filial, whatever is delicious is eaten by his parents first, and when his parents finish eating, he is reluctant to eat for his wife and children, and he does the most tiring work and eats the worst food.

Maybe the vicissitudes of life in China for thousands of years, there should only be this kind of responsibility and family affection that has not changed, even in the current Huaxia, the role of being a son and a father is still the most suffering, resisting the heaviest burden, for the sake of the family behind him....

Su Bai didn't care about this, stretched out his chopsticks and fished out the leg of mutton in the pot, now the mutton is cooked, but Su Bai didn't put much salt before, and he couldn't eat it there, so he handed it directly to Wang Xing and said: "Dad, you eat", Wang Xing was stunned, and then blushed and said: "You eat, you learn to use your brain, Dad is not hungry, just drink the soup in a while", I don't know if it is to cooperate with this sentence, Wang Xing's stomach 'grunted' at the right time, and Wang Xing's face turned even redder.

Su Bai couldn't help but stuff the leg of mutton into Wang Xing's hand and said, "Eat, Dad, our family will get better and better in the future, you see that your son has made so much money in the past two days, don't worry!" In the future, the leg of lamb will not be a good thing in our house, and one day you will vomit when you see the leg of lamb." The two of them were stupidly happy, and Wang Liu said angrily: "I haven't skimmed the eight characters yet, I've blown it first, I want to see how you two saw the leg of mutton spitting", but the slightly upturned corners of her mouth still let people know that she is in a good mood now.

Add some salt when it comes out of the pot, seriously, if you can not eat it, Su Bai really doesn't plan to touch this salt at all, these cigarettes are colorful, right! It's colorful! It's not the white salt that we often eat now, slightly yellow, and there are some other particles in it, it should be one of the mineral salts, Su Bai seriously suspected that the average life expectancy of the Datang people was low, and it was because of eating this salt that they were poisoned.

Helplessly, he really can't remember how the refined salt is refined now, and finally he has no choice but to use a little, salt is the first of all flavors, no salt is not good, specially asked Wang Xing to buy some refined salt back, Wang Liu disagreed, Su Bai said that this is necessary to make a good soup, and now the salt is almost bitter and more salty than salty, so when the current Tang people make dishes for seasoning, they prefer to use sauces.

Wang Xing's food is called a gobble, that is, he can't bite the bones, otherwise he has to chew the bones and swallow them, Su Bai drank a bowl of soup, although there is no sheep smell, but the seasoning is really poor, and there is not even the most basic cooking wine to remove the fishy smell, thanks to this, you can replace it with wine, and told Wang Xing all the details, let him buy some pots and pans and raw materials tomorrow, and go to the stall early the day after tomorrow, and then take the money to find Wangjian City, just say that it was introduced by Lao Liu of "Mingde College", I will definitely be able to find a good location.

I ate some mutton at home, although there were no spices or anything, but it was much better than the ones made by the chef yesterday, Wang Xing had to send Su Bai back to the college, saying that there were too many horses in Chang'an, and he was afraid that Su Bai would not be safe to walk alone, so the two of them walked out of the room, Su Bai whispered: "This kind of salt can't be eaten more, I saw it in the book, this salt is toxic, and our family will buy refined salt to eat in the future."

Wang Xing was a little embarrassed, it was really that the price of refined salt at this time was a little exaggerated, Su Bai said: "You can't hurt our family's body for these small money, you think, the good days are ahead, it's not worth it for us to hurt our bodies now", Wang Xing then remembered, yes, now that he is also doing business, what's wrong with eating some refined salt? Isn't the pillar family often **salt?

Thinking about it, he relaxed, and the words on his lips also increased: "Da Niu, no one bullies you in the academy", Su Bai smiled: "I don't bully them, even if they are lucky, who dares to bully me", Wang Xing thought about it, his son is not like an eight-year-old child at all, but it is not bad not to bully others. At this time, he remembered to ask: "Da Niu, how did you make so much money in the past two days of hard work?" Su Bai said with a smile: "The people in the academy are all children of rich families, so I will tell them stories, listen to them for ten cents once, and twenty people came to listen to me tell stories last night, of course I will earn more."

Wang Xing didn't understand a little, in his worldview, it was hard to imagine that someone would be willing to spend ten yuan to listen to a story, and with that money to buy a few big meat buns and a bowl of broth, it should be more enjoyable to eat. I am fighting in the county, and it is only a few pennies a day, but it has only been a few days? His own son let himself set up a stall in Chang'an, and it was really like a dream to think about it.

The journey back was much faster, three times and five turns, back to "Mingde Academy", and when he saw Lao Liu, the porter, Wang Xingcai turned around and walked back, Lao Liu saw Su Bai and smiled: "Young Master Wang, are the stalls ready?" Su Bai said politely: "Uncle Liu has bothered, it's all ready, it's going to open in the next two days, please come and have a glass of wine when the time comes", Lao Liu nodded with a smile, and then remembered something and said: "By the way, Young Master Wang, the master asked you to come back and go to his study first, saying that there is something to find you."

Su Bai smiled and nodded, said goodbye to Lao Liu, walked to the study of the back house familiarly, knocked on the door and said, "Teacher, I'm back" "Come in!" Zhao Ming's voice was a little serious, Su Bai could still hear a little anger, and said in his heart, who provoked the old man? Pushing the door in, Zhao Ming sat on the stool, holding a copy of "University" in his hand, and didn't raise his head, as if he didn't see Su Bai.

Su Bai didn't know what mistake he had made, could it be that he was sent to tell the story without shock? Su Bai decided to confess first, knelt on the ground next to him and said: "I'm sorry, teacher, I shouldn't be talking in the school and ruining the atmosphere", Zhao Ming was stunned, what's the situation, it's not this thing that I'm angry about? Zhao Ming put the book on the bookshelf and said: "This matter will be said in a moment, it is not this matter that I am angry about now." Su Bai breathed a sigh of relief, and then secretly said that it was not good, he was really still young and had little social experience, so why did he take the initiative to expose himself.

Zhao Ming said: "This chrysanthemum poetry meeting, originally our two colleges agreed on the details, and invited some celebrities and students to enjoy chrysanthemums together, but now "Changchun College" actually invited a big man to come over without notifying us!", Su Bai was a little puzzled, please invite the big guy, how could Zhao Ming be so angry now? Zhao Ming's face was ugly, and he said unhurriedly: "Originally, you were my killer weapon, and I took you there this time just to let you learn, and I wanted you to experience a year of training, but this time time it is not allowed, they are going to crush our academy at once."

Su Bai was puzzled: "Teacher, why? Zhao Ming said: "The big man they invited this time is a person in the court, although the official position is not big, but he is indeed a person from the country." Only then did Su Bai understand that Guozijian is now equivalent to the highest academic institution in the Tang Dynasty, and the affirmation of the people inside is a real signboard when it comes outside. Before, because that genius had already suppressed "Mingde Academy", now it seems that they can't wait to beat Mingde to death with a stick.

Su Bai said loyally: "Don't worry, the students must work hard, and they won't be able to make any waves", Zhao Ming cried and laughed: "Ugly cow, although you are talented, but the time to study is still short, not to mention anything else, you haven't read all the four books and five classics, let alone understand them thoroughly." Su Bai shook his head and smiled: "The teacher has thought too much, isn't this time a poetry meeting?" It's not a test of the Four Books and the Five Classics."

Zhao Ming's eyes lit up, yes, I am really a fan of the authorities, I have written two more poems for the ugly cow in the past few days, and if I just spell poems in the future, with my poems and the quick wit of the ugly cow boy, I really won't necessarily lose. Zhao Ming smiled: "That's right, that's right, the ugly cow said a lot, come, ugly cow, what's going on with the thing you just said about telling the story in the hall......

Su Bai honestly explained his method of making money, and said that he talked about "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" every day, and now it is okay, Su Bai has one more reader who does not give money and urges more......

At the end of class in the evening, Zhao Ye brought a small bench to Zhao Ming to the hall without surprise, and the students who were waiting for the good saw that Zhao Ming was also coming, and they were startled, and they subconsciously wanted to run. How could Su Bai let his gold master run, and quickly explained to the students: "Seniors, don't go, the dean is also here to listen to the book......"