"In the early winter of October, the weather is getting cooler."

Zhao Wenliang thought about it and said, glancing at the cold man diagonally opposite, his eyebrows flashing with elegance.

"Fifth Highness, pastry preserves, please use them slowly."

The scholar diligently brought two plates of after-dinner snacks, crystal clear pastries, thin and bright, dotted with several osmanthus flowers, exuding a rich fragrance.

Shen Yanjun swallowed his saliva and looked straight at it.

Helian Qi's slender fingers landed on the plate of osmanthus cake and gently pushed it in front of Shen Yanjun, and his pale pink thin lips pursed into a straight line.

The ginseng aroma on the young man's body is effective for his physical weakness, so it is necessary to set a little close.

"Thank you."

Shen Yanjun was not polite to him, twisted a piece of osmanthus cake with his bare hands, put it in his mouth, and the puff pastry that melted in his mouth, with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers, spread in his mouth.

*

After school, Shen Yanjun took the five taels of silver he earned from selling wild boar meat and went to the market to buy.

"Yanjun, I heard that you beat Zhuang Yiniu?"

Zhao Wenliang thought of what his classmates were talking about in the afternoon, his eyebrows tightened, his eyes looked at the slender person, and he was confused and depressed.

"yes, he did it first."

The desk was hit first, so she gave the other party a punch.

"You...... The next time you encounter this kind of thing, you can ask me for help, that Zhuang Yiniu is not easy to mess with, I heard that he has an uncle who is a bandit boss. ”

"Oh."

What does it have to do with her?

As long as she doesn't provoke her, she won't do it.

Shen Yanjun stepped into the cloth village, the weather was getting colder, she wanted to buy a few pieces of cloth to go home and make a set of thick clothes for her grandmother and mother.

"Two sons, what kind of cloth do you want to pick?"

The boss of the cloth village greeted him with a smile, his eyes flashed with strangeness, only women pull the cloth on weekdays, but today there are two little brothers!

"Boss, introduce me."

"Great! There are several kinds of cloth in our cloth village, and the most expensive one is Shu brocade, which is tough, colorful, and beautifully crafted......"

Shen Yanjun cut him off coldly: "I'll buy medium cloth." ”

The boss smiled, so he had to take out the cotton cloth and show it to Shen Yanjun: "The cotton cloth is a medium fabric, the texture is soft, and it is also divided into thickness, and the fine cotton cloth will be a little more expensive." ”

Shen Yanjun touched it with her hand, it felt good, softer than the linen cloth her grandmother was wearing, and nodded:

"Six pieces of cotton."

There are only six people in the family, so one horse per person, one piece of cloth can make two sets of clothes.

Shen Yanjun chose a few different colors, the sister-in-law chose the more tender pink, and she herself was the green of the ink bamboo.

"Two hundred wen a horse, a total of one two or two hundred wen!"

Zhao Wenliang helped her take four pieces of cloth and took the ox cart back together.

When the villagers learned that Shen Yanjun had really entered Taoyuan Academy, their attitudes were much friendlier, after all, the characters who were going to be officials in the future had to rush to make sycophants.

Shen Xueqing stood at the door of the blue brick house, her eyebrows couldn't stretch for a long time, she obviously asked the shopkeeper of Baixiang Restaurant to prevent Shen Yanjun from entering the academy.

Thinking of the ridicule of Shen Yanjun a few days ago, her face was a little hot.

"Taoyuan Academy is an institution of higher learning that can only be entered, Shen Xiaobao, you are just a showman, right?"

"There are not a few students who rely on silver to get in, but it's a pity that you are poor, don't daydream!"

When the ox cart passed by her door just now, she saw at a glance a young man with a loose posture and a fair-skinned and handsome side face.

My cousin seems to have changed since the last time the old woman came to her house to ask for money.