Yan Ping didn't know what evil anger his young master had, so he wrapped two large bags of stones in his clothes to carry them home. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he hadn't seen any big scenes, Yan Ping definitely knew that this stone was just an ordinary stone with a little white crystal.

Seeing Yan Ming's cherished and important appearance, Yan Ping also cheered up. Wrapped a lot of stones in his grown robe, which was twice as much as Yan Ming's.

The two of them hummed and carried two large bags of stones to Maolingtun alive.

Nameless, who was busy in the field, saw Yan Ming and Yan Ping from a distance, strode over, and directly took the package on Yan Ming's back, and easily ended up with Yan Ping's package.

Yan Ping shook his head, meaning that this thing is very heavy, just come by yourself.

Nameless bared his teeth and stood side by side behind Yan Ming with Yan Ping.

Yan Ming lost the burden of stones, squatted on the ground and gasped, and said, "I'm tired to death." This is already your own land, and you two will carry the stones back first. I walked slowly. ”

Yan Ping responded, grinned namelessly, and nodded.

The two of them strode towards the Yan family.

"Put it in my house, and no one is allowed to move." Yan Ming shouted.

Yan Ping agreed, but he was nameless but silent. Since Yan Ming saved Nameless, this lazy man rarely spoke, and even many later craftsmen thought that Nameless was mute.

Only Yan Ming knows that this nameless is not a dumb person, and he is not a lazy person. Look at his crop handles, it's very familiar.

After taking a few breaths, Yan Ming simply sat on the ground.

"This body, I really need to exercise." Yan Ming muttered to himself as he took out the emerald green jade pendant from his arms and played with it carefully.

Thinking of the half-decomposed corpse under the cliff, Yan Ming sighed.

If it weren't for himself, the Yan family, who had been wearing alone for generations, would probably really be extinct.

Thinking of this, Yan Ming couldn't help but hate the guy he buried. With such a good father and such a good grandmother, he knows how to pull calves if he doesn't want to make progress.

"Forget it, in the future, during the New Year's holidays, burn some paper for him, which can be regarded as worthy of his father and grandmother." Yan Ming put away the jade pendant, moved his sore legs and feet, and then walked home.

People who came and went back and forth saw Yan Ming and greeted him one after another.

Since Yan Ming received the holy decree and expanded Hongyan Hall, even the three elders of Maolingtun were respectful when they saw him, not to mention those ordinary villagers.

Now, those children who are studying in Hongyantang are all swaggering out with a three-point bearing.

"Look at my little third child, after studying in Hongyan Hall, there is a standing and sitting phase. The sitting posture with the chest and back pulled out is not bad at first glance. ”

"Cut, who's not. That's Hongyantang's strict requirements. You didn't see the officials who came to Hongyan Hall, all of them were in a posture of pulling their backs with their chests on their backs. ”

"Yes, in this way, our baby can't be wrong in the future."

Every time Yan Ming heard such words, he felt proud from the bottom of his heart.

In later generations, tutors are not taken seriously. Only the teachers of the school are respected. Although he is more serious about tutoring than the school teacher, no one buys it.

Now, he feels a sense of pride in being a teacher.

But today, everyone who saw him couldn't help but snicker.

"Mr. Yan must have gone out to be naughty today, you see his long shirt is gone."

"Although Mr. Yan is very knowledgeable, he is young after all. It's a lot better than it was before. ”

"Juvenile and occasionally indulgent, harmless." Mr. Huang also shook his head and said.

Yan Ming looked at a group of idlers led by Mr. Huang, and thought about whether to add some lessons to Mr. Huang. This old guy is idle now, and he chews his tongue with a group of lazy people when he has nothing to do.

When I met, I called myself a teacher, and there was no match.

I was thinking about whether to give all the students I taught to Mr. Huang. Let him carry a little bit of Lao Tzu Zhuangzi Spring and Autumn Zuo Chuan or something.

Seeing that Mr. Huang was still talking and laughing over there, Yan Ming had a sense of psychological victory-old guy, I will give you an extra class tomorrow.

But this evil idea is fleeting.

The saltpeter in the room is waiting for Yan Ming, he has more important things.

When he entered the house, he immediately took out a sapper shovel and scraped off the saltpeter from the stone little by little with the bladed side.

Originally, Yan Ming didn't have to do these things himself.

But this kind of thing that seems to him to be extremely meaningful, he still likes to do it himself.

Let Yan Ping stay outside, Yan San had already prepared two pots, one large and one small, according to Yan Ming's instructions.

All the stones were scavenged by Yan Ming, and an hour had passed.

Now it's time to test your guesses! Although Yan Ming thought that this white thing was saltpeter, after all, he was not from a chemical engineering class, so he didn't dare to confirm it.

Yan Ming asked Yan San to put water on both large and small basins, and put the small basin in the middle of the large basin, so that the white powder was added to the small basin little by little.

Yan San looked at Yan Ming and suddenly felt that his young master was a little stupid. This kind of children's game of playing at home is actually hidden in the house and secretly playing.

Looking at Yan Ming's solemn appearance, Yan San had no choice but to hold back his thoughts and play with Yan Ming seriously.

These days, he fiddled with the drawings, thinking that he knew too many things, although he still respected Yan Ming, but he no longer felt that the young master was omnipotent as he did at the beginning.

Yan Ming also saw Yan San's proud appearance, and the reason why he was here today was to teach Yan San a lesson after witnessing success.

When the white powder is placed in the central basin, there is a sudden change in the water.

This change is not visible to the naked eye, but needs to be felt.

That is, in the central basin, the water temperature dropped sharply, and even this drop made the room feel a little cold.

As the white powder dissolves, the chill gets thicker and thicker.

Just as Yan San was staring, the water in the basin outside actually began to condense into ice flowers. Gradually, the ice flowers spread, but in half an hour, a basin of water froze into ice.

"Gong, Gong, Gong, what is this, spell?" Yan San looked shocked.

At this time, the cold air in the room and the chill in his heart caused by the miraculous change made him tremble when he spoke.

Yan Ming said with a smile: "This is a spell I researched, as long as I sprinkle this white powder on you, I will freeze you into a popsicle, believe it or not?" ”

"Faith!" Yan San saw it with his own eyes, where did he dare to doubt it.

Yan Ming laughed and kicked him in the ass and scolded, "Believe it." This is saltpeter, which dissolves in water and absorbs heat, and the surrounding temperature drops, causing it to freeze. ”

"Ahh Yan San didn't understand what 'absorbing heat' was and what 'temperature dropped' at all, and his face was blank.

After confirming that the white powder was saltpeter, Yan Ming was in a good mood.

At this moment, it seemed that a sharp sword was held in his hand.