Su Ziheng felt that he seemed to have a great talent for practice, and the first time he practiced the "Reverse Chaos Yin and Yang Technique", he quickly settled down, and he didn't even know when Xie Qingxuan and Zhang Wanqing would come back.

This meditation was a whole night, and I didn't open my eyes until the next day. At the end of the night, it was amazing for him. I didn't have back pain because of the whole night of meditation, but I was very energetic.

Su Ziheng also vaguely sensed that the meditation technique that he had not broken through for a long time had also loosened a little. He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, briefly testing his lung capacity.

The result was obvious, it was twice as long as usual, which immediately gave him great surprise and confidence.

When I came to the courtyard, I saw the little girl facing the east, posing in a strange posture, and seemed to be practicing the art of spitting. Xie Qingxuan was standing next to Xiaoya, standing in the same posture, her eyes closed, and two white rainbows under her beautiful Qiong's nose were swallowing.

Su Ziheng was slightly stunned, and quickly withdrew his gaze, staring at others practicing is a taboo. Turning around and seeing Zhang Wanqing coming out of the kitchen, he greeted him.

"Sister-in-law, is there anything I can do?"

In my previous life, when I lived alone, sometimes I didn't want to order takeout, so I would get some delicious food in the dormitory by myself. So I am no stranger to kitchen work, and the egg pancakes yesterday morning were taught by Su Ziheng to Zhang Wanqing.

Zhang Wanqing shook her head gently and smiled: "Don't bother the uncle, I'll just come by myself." Uncle, what do you want to eat, cook porridge or continue egg pancakes? ”

In the past, Zhang Wanqing called herself a concubine and a slave every time she talked to Su Ziheng, and after listening to it a few times, Su Ziheng felt very uncomfortable, so she asked her to change her name, and after saying it a few more times, now Zhang Wanqing and Su Ziheng also began to call "me" when they talked.

Before Su Ziheng could speak, the little girl who had just finished her work heard that Zhang Wanqing was going to make breakfast, so she jumped over and ran over, "Sister, I want to eat the kind of pancake I had yesterday morning." ”

Cakes are not uncommon now, and they are sold in many breakfast restaurants in Xining City. However, most of them are naan-like things, and nothing is added to them, and simple flour is fermented and baked. If you don't eat it when it's out of the oven, it's no different from chewing a stone when it's slightly cold.

The egg pancake invented by Su Ziheng is much more exquisite, especially suitable for children like Xiaoya, whose teeth have not yet fully grown. If it weren't for the thickness of the current iron pot, Su Ziheng would have been able to invent more delicious delicacies.

Even Su Ziheng was already planning that after moving back to Bailu Academy, he must build a pot according to his own intentions. In this rather backward era, a lot of entertainment has been lost, and you must not treat your stomach badly again.

"Bang Bang Bang"

There was a knock on the courtyard door.

"I'll open the door." Xiaoya said loudly, and ran to open the door. She originally thought that it would be the end of the month in the next few days, and it might be that annoying Wu Po who came to the door to collect the rent.

This time, I plan to wait for Wu Po to speak again, and smash her a few taels of silver to see if she dares to look down on people. Then he contemptuously told her that she would not rent this house, anyway, her sister and uncle had said that they would move back to Bailu Academy to live, and it would be a waste to rent this courtyard.

Unexpectedly, to Xiaoya's surprise, the knock at the door was not the Wu Po she imagined, but a little girl about the same size as herself. Behind the little girl, there were a few servants dressed as housekeepers.

"Who are you?" Xiaoya looked at the little girl vigilantly and asked, she actually looked better than herself.

Liu Sijun smiled sweetly, "This is Sister Xiaoya, may I ask if my aunt is at home?" ”

"Oh, you're from the Zhao Mansion and came to find my uncle, right?" Xiaoya immediately understood the identity of the person who came.

Liu Sijun nodded violently and said, "Well, my young lady has a letter to be handed over to my uncle, and I bother the little sister to lead the way." ”

After Liu Sijun followed Xiaoya into the courtyard, he walked in front of Su Ziheng, and suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Slave Liu Sijun kowtowed to my uncle." ”

Su Ziheng was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly helped her up, "What are you doing, get up quickly if you have something." ”

Liu Sijun took out a letter from his arms, "Uncle, this is a letter from my young lady to your uncle." ”

Su Ziheng took the envelope, glanced at her, felt very familiar, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Have we met before?" ”

Liu Sijun chuckled and said, "It was the slave who helped my uncle deliver the letter yesterday. The slave and maid have not thanked the aunt for his great kindness, if it weren't for the aunt who asked the slave and the maid to send a letter to the young lady, the slave and maid would still be begging on the street. ”

Su Ziheng patted his head and suddenly realized: "It turned out to be you, I said why is it so familiar." It's just that I didn't expect you to be a little girl, since you're with your young lady now, then let's do things well. ”

Liu Sijun raised his head and secretly glanced at Su Ziheng, only to feel that the uncle in front of him was handsome and plump, and he was particularly charming when talking and laughing. Especially since he is so kind-hearted, he will not look down on inferior people at all.

Thinking of what Miss said to herself last night, and asking herself if she would like to serve her uncle in the future, her heart couldn't stop beating wildly, her face turned red, and she only felt that her ears were hot.

Su Ziheng naturally didn't know much about all this, but he was slightly curious that this little girl was so shy. smiled gently: "Xiaojun, have you ever eaten breakfast, if not, you will eat some at my house later." I'll go read the letter first, and you'll get back to it later, and then you'll bring it back to your young lady. ”

Liu Sijun is stuck in the difficult choice of whether to stay by Miss's side to serve Miss, or to serve Uncle. was taken aback by Su Ziheng's sudden words, and hurriedly waved his hand incoherently: "No, it's okay, the slave and maid will eat when they return home." Uncle, you are also busy, and the slave is waiting for you to reply. ”

Back in the room, Su Ziheng unfolded the letter, and what caught his eye was a handsome small letter, with neat handwriting and pleasing to the eye. Su Ziheng couldn't help nodding, in his previous life, he was a Chinese teacher, and he always had some preference for students who wrote well.

After reading it, he put the letterhead on his desk and fell into deep thought.

Zhao Wan'er mentioned in the letter that the Zhao Mansion was actively preparing for disaster relief and fundraising in accordance with his proposal, and was going to hold an auction, hoping that Su Ziheng would be able to participate in it at that time. The Zhao Mansion wanted to take the opportunity to push his new aunt to the front of the people, so that the merchants in Xining City would get to know him.

If he hadn't left the city yesterday, Su Ziheng would definitely not be willing to participate in such an event. In his previous life, he was very annoyed with such banquet activities, every time the school held a large-scale event, he always could push it on, but he couldn't postpone it, and he went to think he was a decoration.

Today, he didn't think so, he really wanted to take advantage of this fundraising event to get more rations for the displaced people outside the city, so that the displaced people could survive as much as possible. This is definitely not because he has the heart of the Virgin, but because he is worried that if the displaced people outside the city continue to gather like this, their survival will not be guaranteed, and they will rise up.

At that time, if he moves back to Bailu Academy, it will be very dangerous. Historically, peasant uprisings in ancient times were the first to suffer from villages with little protective capacity.

Only after robbing the common people can they be allowed to join their own ranks, and they will be swept through a city like locusts crossing the border.

Su Ziheng didn't want to live such a precarious life, so he had to strangle the sprouts to death. As long as they did not starve to death, the peasants had very little intention of revolting.