And after class, these students even come up and ask some questions, although they are all tricky and weird. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who is more powerful in a fight with the Jade Emperor? The Qinglong Glaive Knife weighs a few catties and taels, but compared to the previous appearance, this kind of learning attitude is really like being reborn and rebuilt!

Mo Qian closed his eyes, and suddenly felt a little relieved, although he didn't deliberately let them learn, but they were able to learn on their own and be able to change, this is a kind of fun to be a teacher, right?

"Okay, since you are so serious, then I will naturally give you a little reward, sir." Mo Qian got up and said.

Yu Xuan's eyes widened, "What reward?" Is it a new story? ”

"Not ......"

Mo Qian looked out the window, the rain had stopped at this time, but then there was a cold wind, and the ground became dry, Mo Qian suddenly remembered what he liked to do in his previous life when it was cold in winter, so he said to everyone, "Why don't we go to the kiln sweet potato?!" ”

Kiln sweet potatoes were originally just a way to satisfy hunger taken by ancient laborers when grazing in the wild, and a kiln was built with dry soil blocks in the field to cook the sweet potatoes, which can also be called a sweet potato kiln.

However, because these sweet potatoes roasted in a sweet potato kiln have a different taste than those that are usually cooked or roasted, they are more delicious and have an endless aftertaste, so there are many people who specially roast sweet potatoes in autumn and winter, which is very interesting.

But after Mo Qian finished speaking, he found that the students on the other side were confused.

"Sweet potatoes? What is a sweet potato?! Mo Qian patted his head, forgetting that there were no sweet potatoes here, "Forget it, let's go to the kiln chicken!" These ingredients are also more convenient. ”

"Kiln chicken?" After Yu Xuan listened, his eyes were a little strange, and then he laughed cheaply, "Is it more convenient to go to the kiln to find ingredients......

Mo Qian directly shuddered, this guy, "I don't learn well at a young age." ”

"Hehe, sir, I'll punish him to go to the kiln to help us find ingredients."

Qin Liuxin stabbed the knife to the side silently. Yin Hua immediately said: "It's better to punish him for not being allowed to eat this thing called kiln chicken." ”

Although I don't know what a kiln chicken is, I always feel like it's amazing, and the method is unheard of.

"No, no, no, no, you can't treat me like this, it's so unrighteous."

But Qin Liuxin didn't pay attention to him, and suddenly thought of a question, "Sir, you mean to take us out, but we are in class now, what name do you want to go out?" ”

"Teaching by Doing."

"Teach what?"

"Chicken that's too hot can't be eaten directly."

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"Miss, are you really not going?" In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Fei Yan sat alone outside the window of the small building, looking at the black pressure outside the window, and her mood was just like the weather, there was an indescribable haze.

The maid next to her was still persuading, "But Hou Gongzi has been here several times, I see that he is so sincere, even many sisters in our Xiaoxiang Pavilion have been moved, why is Miss just unwilling to accept him?" ”

But no matter what the maid said, Fei Yan remained silent, did not say anything, and in her thoughts, she always involuntarily recalled that day, the picture of the man holding an umbrella all the way to accompany her, and the almost explicit but extremely happy sentence "I like you." ”

"You just tell Hou Gongzi, saying that I am not feeling well today, I want to recuperate for a while, and I don't want to go out."

Fei Yan said lightly.

"However, my mother has already spoken, miss, you must go out with Hou Gongzi today, otherwise you will beat me to death."

The little girl sobbed as she spoke, "Besides, today is just to go to the wilderness, and Hou Gongzi's friends, I think in these places, I won't embarrass Miss." ”

Fei Yan was a little silent, he knew that this Hou Gongzi had a big background, and as the manager of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, his mother also had a lot of pressure, if there were no special circumstances, he would not embarrass himself.

Although the life of the woman in the Qinglou is hard, it is not that everything is like the TV series, the old bustard in the Qinglou is forced to be a prostitute, and if he disagrees, he is a whip and a stick or something, no matter where he is, there will be people who have the word love, and there are many people who are picked up by their mothers.

The relationship between them is very complicated, and the relationship between the two is indispensable, but it is not only the relationship of interest.

Fei Yan frowned and thought, and finally had to nod, "Only this once." ”

"Okay, I'll go and tell Hou Gongzi that he has been waiting outside for a long time."

The girl burst into tears and laughed, "I just said that Hou Gongzi is not bad, and he is infatuated with Miss, how can Miss bear to refuse?"

"Huh?" Fei Yan glanced at her lightly, her face expressionless, but the little girl immediately felt the coldness all over her body.

"I'm sorry Miss, it was Xiao Huan who said the wrong thing."

Fei Yan slowly withdrew her gaze, "Okay, you go down, let Hou Gongzi wait a while, I'll dress up." ”

"Yes......" Xiao Huan ran down quickly, she had a feeling that if she continued to speak, Miss would explode.

But he didn't understand it, why didn't Miss look down on a person with such good conditions as Hou Gongzi? There are a lot of girls waiting in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

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And Mo Qian and his entourage bought ingredients and some food, and went to a meadow on the outskirts of the city, this place is full of trees, and there are some pavilions, if it is in spring and summer, there are mountain springs flowing slowly, and the mountains are full of flowers.

Therefore, there will always be some literati who come here to play chess, or write poems and paintings, to empty their minds and cultivate their self-cultivation, but it is also a popular place.

But at this time, it has withered a little, and it seems quite bleak, but now there are many people here. After all, this time is after the rain, and the sky is dark and oppressive, but in the eyes of sentimental literati, it is also a special beauty.

Therefore, while they drank hot wine and roasted the stove, they did not hesitate to give the mountain forest a lively psalm.

There are also some people, perhaps disdainful of roasting fire in the pavilion, walking outside wrapped in brocade clothes and mink fur, facing the cold face and cold wind, but they also have a poetic feeling.

Mo Qian and the students found a very nice place, surrounded by a wide view, and there were some mud blocks around to build a kiln. Mo Qian was very skillful at breaking open the chicken, and then scouring the internal organs, adding spices and other side dishes.

Because it was winter, the kiln chicken was originally wrapped in tin foil, but this place could not be found, and only residual lotus was left in the pond at this time.

Therefore, Mo Qian could only wrap the chicken in a few zongzi leaves, and finally finished it, wrapped in wet soil and thrown into the kiln under the surprised eyes of many students.