"Young Master. www.biquge.info"While the rest of the people were eating food and communicating with each other, a voice as crisp as a silver bell sounded outside the window, and Ginchuan probed his head to look inside the school.

Her eyes swept over the desk, revealing a hint of envy imperceptibly. She also wanted to study, but her identity determined that she could only be busy in the kitchen and yard for the rest of her life. In this era, in addition to those ladies, only the courtesans of the Qinglou can read. If she reveals a little bit of wanting to read, she will be punctured and her backbone will be broken.

"The little maid of the Fang family is here. Some people looked at Fang Hong a little sourly, although Yin Chuan was not a capital of the city, but he was also thoughtful, and everyone was still a little envious and jealous of Fang Hong.

"Young Master, your lunch. Yin Chuan came in with small steps, and then put a food box on Fang Hong's table, and when he opened it, it was a plate of stewed rotten roast meat, a pot of fragrant loofah soup, and two fragrant and soft big steamed buns. Soon, the aroma of these meals diffused throughout the school.

"Goo. "One by one, when the students looked at the hard steamed buns or nests in their hands, they already felt that it was difficult to swallow, and now they couldn't eat it even more.

"Sizzle. Sun An took two puffs of the aroma and quietly put his lunch box aside. He was in the pig water brought back by his father last night, and was boiled in white water by his mother, with very little oil and salt, and it tasted no taste in the mouth.

Huang Pizi glanced at these delicacies lazily and continued to close his eyes. Stupid humans, can you eat these things? How can chickens and mice be delicious?

"Yinchuan, you are here, you are really starving me. Fang Hong has been very hungry recently, looking at this plate of fatty, greasy, smooth and tender roast meat, he immediately couldn't help it, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and began to feast.

And Sun An and Fang Qu looked at the plate of meat with blank eyes, they also wanted to eat it, but Fang Hong didn't speak, and they were embarrassed to move their chopsticks.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Fang Hong ate very deliciously, and he didn't see the two of them at all, a mouthful of big steamed buns, a mouthful of big fatty meat, and a mouth full of oil.

"Goo. "Almost every time his mouth moves, everyone's throat swallows. Although these schoolchildren have little money in their families, at most they can feed themselves, and it is simply impossible for them to be able to eat meat regularly.

When some people were drooling, their hearts were also very unbalanced, wondering whether to tell Mr. about it. After all, the school is a place of bathing and education, and eating here is not disrespectful to the Confucian saint?

You know, the reader is very good at this kind of word game, and if he wants to give you a crime, he will be justified. Although these schoolchildren are only considered to be scholars' reserves, this careful thinking is also indispensable.

After eating a big steamed bun and half a plate of roast meat, Fang Hong took a sip of soup, picked up a square towel, wiped his mouth casually, and inadvertently raised his head, but saw two pairs of wolf-like eyes, staring at him.

"You...... What are you going to do?" Fang Hong was startled, and almost didn't knock down the table, and the yellow-skinned one who had been squatting in his bag also seemed to feel the abnormality outside, poked his head out of the bag, and grinned at Sun An and the others.

"Brother Hong, should we have dinner together? I have a plate of pigs in the water here. Sun An showed a vicious expression, slammed his food box on the table, stared at Fang Hong and said.

"Thank you, but I'm full......" Fang Hong was a little confused, I'm full, why are you letting me eat together. Also, don't be too disgusting when your plate of pigs goes into the water, so I won't eat it.

"Brother Hong, can I give you another chance to think about it?" Sun An pinched his fingers, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if as long as he didn't agree, he was going to wipe his neck clean and wait for death.

"Good...... I eat. Fang Hong looked at Sun Anren's tall and big appearance, and compared with his small figure, he immediately succumbed under the coercion of the evil forces.

Grandma, I swear here that I must not find someone to make friends in the future. Fang Hong pulled out a smile with all his might, and then secretly swore in his heart.

He closed his eyes, tried hard to pick up a piece of pig water, and stuffed it into his mouth, the faint taste, and the strong smell of pig, smoked so much that he almost vomited.

"Oh...... Eat. After Fang Hong ate the first piece of pig and went into the water, Fang Qu and Sun An cheered, and then the two of them swept over the plate of roast meat like a strong wind. The mouth was full of munching, and the lips were smacking with relish while eating, and as for the plate of pigs brought by Sun An, it was selectively forgotten by the two of them.

"Brother Hong, you see how good our relationship is, let's fight our own dishes, so that you can eat our dishes, and we will eat your dishes by the way. Sun An was chewing and still said vaguely.

"yes, yes. Fang Qu also echoed on the side, seemingly agreeing with his words.

Fang Hong looked at the pig brought by Sun An, looked at the wowotou brought by Fang Qu, and then looked at the roast meat he brought. He just wanted to say one thing from the bottom of his heart, what a thing!

If you want to eat meat, you just say it, are you still so tired, are you tired? He couldn't help but roll his eyes, a bunch of unproductive people, their mouths are so greedy, and they are still here to save face.

Half a plate of roast pork was quickly swept away by the two, and after a short rest, it was time to start the afternoon class.

The afternoon class was not as intense as the morning class, and Mr. just asked everyone to start practicing calligraphy. For readers, writing is a very important part, especially before the exam, the article does not need to be copied by someone, so how well you write will affect the examiner's impression of you.

Even if you don't plan to study and go to school, it is good to write the words correctly, after all, there is a pleasing hand, and the shopkeeper in the city will like it.

When practicing calligraphy, everyone writes differently, for example, children who have just learned will practice some basic and simple characters, such as Shangda, Kong Yiji, and so on. And those who were a little older began to copy the calligraphy. People who have the conditions will go to the city to buy some famous calligraphy books to practice. If there is no condition, Mr. will also send some calligraphy written by himself to these students to copy.

Fang Hong rummaged through his schoolbag and found a scroll of calligraphy in it, which was written with iron hooks and silver strokes, which was very strong. However, with his cultural level, he couldn't recognize a few words, and he really ruined this good calligraphy in vain.

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