"Cold study. Cold study. Got it. Wang Su went around and looked around in the west of Pingtong City, and finally found this cold study.

Seeing the three big characters engraved on the plaque on the door of the Han Study, Wang Su couldn't hold back, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled.

It stands to reason that Wang Su shouldn't be teaching Ergou swordsmanship in Shiliu Town at this time? Why did you come to the west of Pingtong City to find a cold study now?

Well......

It's a long story, so let's make a long story short.

At that time, Ergou ran away in high spirits and found Wang Su. Wang Su directly threw the bamboo sword that Ergou had played with in his hand before.

Ergou thought that Wang Su would teach him some profound and elegant swordsmanship, and he was so happy that he was full of energy, but he didn't want Wang Su to point to the half-human-high wooden stake on the side and say to Ergou: "Go." Just that stake, I'll practice splitting today. ”

After speaking, Wang Su took out the abacus, gave a demonstration to Ergou, raised the abacus above his head, and when his head was split, a sword left a deep sword mark on the stake.

"You will practice according to this way. Practice until lunch, go home and eat, don't wait for me. ”

Ergou was disappointed, and was excited about the night last night and this morning, so he waited for such a swordsmanship.

If this can also be called swordsmanship......

He couldn't wait to use this bamboo sword to show Wang Su his Ergou's original amazing swordsmanship now, so that Wang Su could know what the real swordsmanship was.

Of course, he only dared to think in his heart, he would definitely not be able to beat him......

However, although Wang Su was suspected of teasing, he also reaped the pleasure from the unlucky child Ergou.

However, Wang Su swore that he absolutely had no intention of teasing Ergou.

If there really is, it is also his master's pot.

Because that's what he was taught by the master......

Wait a minute......

Wang Su just wanted to step forward and talk to the concierge of Han Study, but his face suddenly changed, his face was solemn, and he thought of a very serious question.

No...... Wouldn't it be that when the master taught me martial arts, he just had the intention of teasing me?

Wang Su thought of his master's old and immodest one, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible......

Wang Su exhaled, forget it, let's ask him for clarification when I go back another day.

When the porter saw Wang Su, he greeted him and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Wang Su frowned slightly, this concierge deserves it, and it doesn't feel very good.

Wang Su still kept a smile on his face, and said: "My nephew wants to come to your study to study, I want to visit and understand, I don't know ......."

Before Wang Su could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the porter and said, "Okay, you can go in." But at this hour, Mr. Wang is still in class, you can sit in the main hall and wait. ”

is a rude porter, and his vigilance is not strong.

Wang Su nodded, thanked him, and then stepped over the threshold and entered.

Wang Su didn't have anything to do with this gatehouse, mainly because there was nothing to worry about, even if Ergou really came here to study, it would be to study with Mr. Teaching, not with this doorman, and it had nothing to do with it.

Although he knew this slightly, Wang Su also knew from Old Man Chen that the children of the cold study were all children from poor families, and the tuition fees were very low.

It can be seen that the salary of this concierge is bound to be not high. There are exceptions, but basically, the salary is directly proportional to the ability of the person recruited.

Wang Su didn't expect much from this so-called concierge to be knowledgeable, after all, he was just a concierge, and it was impossible to ask him for the requirements of a scholar.

As for the three teaching gentlemen in Han Shuzhai, not to mention their teaching ability, let's just say that this sentiment of helping students still touches Wang Su's heart.

This is also the reason why he just heard Old Man Chen mention it yesterday, and he is going to take a look today.

He wanted to see if the teacher in this cold study was really noble or falsely benevolent.

Wang Su sat on a chair in the main hall, looking at the portrait of the Holy Master hanging on it, and guessed that it was most likely copied by a teacher in the Han Study. The painting working committee really needs to be improved, but although the shape is not similar, there is still charm.

Otherwise, the other two teachers would probably not have agreed to hang the statue of the Holy Master in the main hall.

Insulting Sven.

The porter brought a cup of tea, the water was cold, and the tea was very inferior.

Fortunately, Wang Su has also suffered hardships, as long as the tea can be drunk, he really took any high-quality tea for him to drink, and he couldn't drink it, but it was a pity.

I think I should be really poor, not stingy.

Wang Su sat in the main hall and waited, and when it was time for lunch at noon, the porter ran to the outside of the classroom where Mr. Jiaoshu was teaching, and shouted at the top of his voice: "It's time to eat!" ”

Then Wang Su heard a neutral voice in the classroom, as if he was roaring, "Get out of class!" Dine! ”

Just such a simple and clear four words, so that the people sitting in the audience and endorsing the book felt extremely happy, and they felt that they didn't have to wipe it with their hands, and the tears of happiness were about to flow down from the corners of their eyes.

Woowoo...... Run fast!

The students rushed out as if they had escaped from the cage, and at this time the porter also moved out several large steamers and set them up on two large benches.

When the concierge lifted the lid and revealed the steaming black buns inside the big steamer, these small children all looked at the "black bumps" in the big steamer, and drooled at the corners of their mouths.

"Get in line! Three per person! The porter stood in front of the big steamer, organizing the group of little dolls to receive lunch at noon today.

Wang Su also ate this thing, but when he was a child......

The "black gnocchi" of these large steamers, generally called black flour buns, or bran dumplings, is made from sorghum flour, so it is actually brownish-red, but with something else added, it is a little dark.

This thing is dry, not nutritious, and it can satisfy hunger, and you are not afraid of being starved.

Ironically, this kind of black bread is not only eaten by poor people, as far as Wang Su knows, the powerful families in Tianjing have also recently become popular to eat black flour buns.

It's just that the difference is that poor people can only eat this to satisfy their hunger because they have no money, while powerful people eat this because they eat too much fish and meat, and eating some of these coarse grains can promote intestinal peristalsis.

One is eaten as a meal, and the other is eaten as a snack.

Even due to the trend of eating black flour buns set off by the powerful families in Tianjing, the price of sorghum noodles has risen a lot.

I don't know how many people can't afford to eat black bread because of the increase in the price of sorghum noodles......

"Who are you?"

Just as Wang Su was looking at the black-faced bun in the big steamer and thinking nonsense, an old man dressed as a scholar and with a Chinese character face walked over, not angry and arrogant, and asked.