Yan Lao Er quickly went outside to fetch a basin of water, mixed it with hot water and brought it in.

When Master Tian saw it, he paced over and washed his face and hands.

After wiping the cloth towel, Yan Lao Er threw it directly into the basin.

Master Tian's eyelids jumped.

When he asked the people outside to take it and wash it, his skin eased a lot.

Sitting upright, let Yan Er open the bookcase and look at the books inside.

At first glance, it was Yan Huaiwen's handwriting.

Pointing to another, slightly blunt note, he asked, "Who wrote this?" ”

Yan Lao Er looked over: "It's my second child." ”

Master Tian sighed and said, "It's your girl." ”

He was very impressed by the girl, the Yan family raised a daughter, and it was really different from others.

After picking up the book, Master Tian was a lot more solemn.

From shallow to deep, explain one by one.

After a short while, he paused and asked Yan Er.

Repeat this several times.

Master Tian was secretly surprised in his heart.

This Yan Er doesn't seem to be a brainless person.

It's not good to learn.

But soon, Master Tian knew the root of the problem.

Yan Er can understand the meaning of the text, but in terms of memorization, it is really difficult.

As he himself said, you have to memorize it many times, and after you memorize it, you have to keep reading and memorizing it.

The sentence is also unclear.

The wording is too straightforward and cumbersome......

I can't memorize it, just write it a few more times.

I can't memorize it anymore and write it a few more times.

It doesn't hurt to be straightforward and cumbersome, but in the future, he will know how hard it is to copy books, and he will know how happy he is to summarize the meaning of the whole sentence.

Therefore, the first assignment that Master Tian left for Yan Lao Er was to copy books.

Yan Lao Er carried the bookcase, and before he forgot to take the waste paper placed on the wall, he walked out of the study of the back office in a daze.

When the little guy outside the door saw him, he kindly reminded: "The waste paper in the master's study can't be left, and it needs to be burned." ”

He reacted to what was going on, and when he saw the cloth towel that the little maid had just cleaned for the eldest man, he had an idea, and scooped water from the water tank in the yard to drench the paper......

Go back with the waste paper that is still dripping.

Yan Lao Er suddenly stomped his foot and said "hey".

The steps became brisk.

I was babbling and dancing.

"In addition to burning waste paper, it's not okay to pour water, who stipulates that you can only use a brush and not charcoal to copy books, haha, it's really me!"

When they arrived at the school in the afternoon, several classmates expressed their amazement at Yan Laoer's use of charcoal to copy books.

How could they not have thought of it earlier!

It's great to save effort and paper!

The eldest man took the time to come over to explain the article to everyone, and when he saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything, and assigned homework to others, saying that he would hand it in early tomorrow morning.

Yan Lao Er focused on copying books, and the speed of charcoal far exceeded that of a brush, and he completed it quickly.

He felt that he was different from these people, he didn't come to study seriously, and he could leave in a few days, so he had the idea of leaving early.

After thinking about it, he felt that there was no problem, so he trotted back to his residence.

Stir up the night's food.

What Yan Lao Er thought was that he would stay in the official office for a few days, and try to cook something delicious and convenient for his eldest nephew.

When he is gone, the eldest nephew will be able to take care of himself.

He had just washed the dishes and borrowed the servant of the stove to return them.

Yan Lao Er politely said a few words to stay with others for dinner, how could the official respond, he was busy and thanked him repeatedly.

"By the way, Brother Yan, the blacksmith asked if he could sell this stove, and if it was okay, he was willing to give some money."

I didn't expect such a windfall.

He thought of the study in the school and the old man's room, and after a while, it wouldn't be much warmer to light the brazier.

If you can put a stove, it is convenient to warm up and drink hot water.

"Forget the money, can you give me two stoves?"

The official asked him if he was going to put it in the school and give it to the eldest master......

Silently gave him a thumbs up.

Look at the head of the second brother Yan, how bright, no wonder people can mix in front of the eldest master, how proper and natural this sycophant is patted.

"Okay, I'll go talk to him."

In the afternoon of the same day, a similar stove was used in the study of the old man's palace.

Yan Xiangheng was fed cabbage rice by his uncle after school.

A combination of greens, rice and lightly charred meat slices sprinkled with his family's unique seasoning.

Just two words, absolutely!

Yan Lao Er naturally couldn't leave Master Tian behind.

Carrying a bookcase and a food box.

With his homework and food, he came to the back office again.

Before entering the study, Yan Lao Er pulled the little servant aside and stuffed him with a piece of fragrant pancreas.

Tell him to wash the old man's cloth towel and handkerchief with this in the future.

When I turned around and entered the house, I saw Master Tian tinkering with the stove.

He walked to the basin stand first and put away the other piece of fragrant pancreas he had brought.

That's when I came to help.

"Master, I can't start and burn you again." Yan Lao Er hurriedly stopped Master Tian's dangerous movements, looked around and didn't find the iron hook, and said that this blacksmith was too, why didn't he give a full set, so he found a branch of the right thickness from the firewood on the side, picked up the iron ring obliquely, and put it on quickly and steadily.

There was also a kettle next to it, the water was all loaded, and Yan Lao Er put it on the shelf.

I checked the iron cylinder again, not to mention, the blacksmith's craftsmanship is very good, and the iron cylinder is tightly connected.

Both of them fiddled with the stove, and inevitably got some dust.

Yan Lao Er naturally went out to fetch water, and as soon as Master Tian came over, he saw the fragrant pancreas.

He washed his hands as usual and took a new cloth towel handed over by Yan Er.

Master Tian was silent.

"Master, I made a rice bag and brought you two, your old man tastes fresh, you can't wait, you have to eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold for a while."

Master Tian sat and watched Yan Er open the bookcase and take out the so-called rice bag that he had never seen before.

The two of them don't sound much, but this rice bag is really bigger.

Adult palm size.

Yan Er also brought a coarse porcelain sea bowl, and even Kuaizi was ready.

Sent to him, just waiting for him to open his mouth.

Mr. Tianda: ......

I took a bite with a quick pick.

It turned out that it was rice, but it was fragrant.

Take another bite, huh? Got meat?

Chew it carefully, the fragrance is very confusing!

Before I knew it, I finished eating a rice bag.

Master Tian ate the second one.

Yan Lao Er took out the books he had copied, as well as the books used in class.

I picked up the waste paper on the ground and folded it and set it aside.

When the water boiled, he scalded the cup first, and then poured a glass of water for the eldest master.

Master Tian really felt that Yan Er had used all his thoughts on the side.

Look at his piles one by one, he has eyes, can take care of people, understands people's feelings, and can do things.

Let's just say that this stove, he can obviously get some money, but he doesn't, he asks for two more from others, it's not for himself.

His old man thought of him well, the classmates he just met today thought of him well, the officials in the official office thought of him well, and the blacksmith still thought of him well.

It's not just money that can buy it.

That fragrant pancreas is even more interesting, don't think he doesn't know, it's this Yan Er who dislikes him, hum!

He asked him to copy the book, this Yan Er is good, is he used to being lazy, and he actually came up with a way to write with charcoal to deal with it.

I also got out of class early.

If he went to do something serious, he went back to cook.

However, Yan Er's craftsmanship is really good.

This rice bag won his heart.