Song Qingmo took the "ready-to-eat" rice, and after a round in the outer courtyard, he successfully brought a group of customers to his little niece - because of the long time it takes to cook rice, in order to save time, ordinary candidates will not choose to cook rice in the examination shed. Most of the candidates brought steamed buns into it, roasted them on a charcoal basin, and ate them with pickles. After three days, I was about to vomit after eating steamed buns.

Therefore, when Song Qingmo showed off his smart little niece and prepared the "candidate food" for him, he envied the talents in the outer courtyard who made them unrecognizable, not only eating his ready-to-eat rice, but also snatching the fried noodles in his hands - damnable!

After tasting these exam foods, the talents were not calm, they were coerced and enticed, and asked him to help be a lobbyist, and wanted Xiao Fuya to prepare their candidates' food. They are willing to pay a high price!

These things are all made by Fu Ya's oral production method, made by her grandmother and uncles, although it is a little complicated, but - it is a fool who has money and does not make money, and he did it!

As a result, the six students in the outer courtyard all appeared in the examination baskets with a unique "special food for candidates." "When I went to the Tribute Palace, a servant in charge of the inspection was curious, and he specially broke open a piece of instant noodles to check whether it was entrained.

The other official shook his head and said, "Didn't you see that this is fried?" Can you still read the paper on which you write with oil? You, why bother. However, how to eat this noodle block? Gnawing raw? ”

Song Qingmo divided the pieces of noodles broken by the officials to the two officials, and said, "It's okay to eat it with nibble, brew it with boiling water or boil it." If you don't feel at ease, you can try it. ”

A yacha took a bite, and his mouth was suddenly full of crispy fragrance, and he nodded: "This is not bad, but you have to be careful, don't get on the answer sheet, the answer sheet is stained with oil, which will affect the score." ”

"Thank you for the reminder, Xiaosheng will pay attention." After checking the examination basket and searching his body, Song Qingmo was finally able to enter the examination booth.

The three-day exam can be said to be a triple test of wisdom, physical strength and spirit. There are those who sleep at night, confiscate the answer sheet, fall into the brazier and burn it all. When eating and drinking, I accidentally knocked over the answer sheet and ruined the question. There are people who accidentally kick over the brazier at night and start a fire......

The township test, three sessions and nine days, at the end of almost every candidate, like a serious illness, with a white face, staggered out of the examination hall. In the past few days, there have been more than a dozen people who have been accidentally carried out of the examination room due to causes.

On the day of the end of the exam, the Song family and the whole family were waiting in front of the examination hall. As soon as Song Qingmo came out of the examination hall, it was difficult to see his family, and he was ...... Very conspicuous.

Mrs. Wu squeezed through the crowd, grabbed her son's arm, looked him up and down, and then said reassuringly: "There are a few people who have been carried out in front, and I am worried that your little body will not be carried." How can I look at you, nothing but a little emaciated? ”

Song Qingmo couldn't cry or laugh: "Mother, my mother!" What do you want me to do? ”

"Not really! I'm worried that you didn't pay attention to the exam, and you were blind to the food that those Fuya carefully prepared for you! When Mrs. Wu saw that her son was fine, she picked up Xiao Fuya and turned to leave.

Song Qingmo stretched out his "Erkang hand": "Mother, are you just leaving?" Someone to help me? I'm also a test taker, so give me some face! ”

Song Dafu and Song Ergui glanced at each other, and one of them grabbed one of his arms, dragged him forward as if he were arresting a prisoner. Song Ergui said jokingly: "Fifth brother, or brothers, okay?" ”

"Slow down, slow down! I'm just a little tired, and I'm not in a coma, so you don't have to drag me along like that. Don't I want to lose face? Song Qingmo was speechless for a while. If he dares to pass the exam, he has no value of being taken care of, and he can bully him like this!

Back at his house, the scholars in the outer courtyard have almost returned. Zhu Yuankun was a little envious when he saw the Song family entering the door in a mighty way—he also wanted to finish the exam and be surrounded by his family to come back. It's nice to feel valued!

Song Qingmo, who was carried in by his brothers: ...... No, you don't want to!

When Zhu Yuankun saw Xiao Fuya, he suddenly remembered something, and said to her: "Xiao Fuya, does the pill of Cirentang have anything to do with you?" ”

Song Ziran's eyes widened and she asked, "Why do you think so?" ”

Zhu Yuankun said with a smile: "My fellow villager said that among the candidates who participated in the township examination, there were many who had stomach troubles, and they took the pills of Cirentang and got better soon. Many candidates have bought pills to prepare, just in case. Why do I feel so familiar with the pills that my fellow villagers took out? ”

"Don't all pills look the same!" Song Ziran quibbled.

"It's different, other pharmacies also sell pills. Both the smell and the color are slightly different from those of Tzu Yan Tong, and the effect cannot be compared. Honestly, is the medicine of Tzu Ren Tong related to you? Zhu Yuankun raised his eyebrows.

"Yes and what? Isn't it? Song Ziran pursed her lips and said in her heart: Does this matter have anything to do with you? Such gossip! You're the reincarnation of Ru in the melon field, right?

"No wonder you can afford to buy fields and crops at such a young age. Two taels of silver a pill, tsk......" Zhu Yuankun said.

Xiao Fuya glanced at him and said, "Who told you that I bought Zhuangzi?" It's obviously my father's name on the title deed, why is it mine? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm talking nonsense, okay? Zhu Yuankun drew a "cross" on his mouth, indicating that he was talking nonsense everywhere, and gave her a look that you know and I know.

Mrs. Wu took her granddaughter's hand and walked into the inner courtyard before asking her in a low voice, "The medicine from Cirentang was really sent by you?" ”

Song Ziran naturally wouldn't hide it from her, and nodded: "I made it in the space, and no one else knows." The owner of Ciren Hall is the old doctor who came back to see Li Shusheng last time. The last time I met him on the street, he took the initiative to find me and ask for cooperation. ”

Mrs. Wu touched her little head and said softly: "Fuya, you are still young, you don't have to be so tired, you want to help the family earn money all day long." I and your uncles are at home, and although they are stupid, they have a lot of strength. Leave any work to them! You just need to eat and drink and grow up happily. ”

"Milk, make medicine in the space, just use your brainpower, you don't need to use your hands, you can't tire me." Xiao Fuya is as well-behaved as a cat, snuggled in her milk's arms, enjoying her gentle caresses. Mrs. Wu's wholehearted care filled the vacancy of her family affection in her previous life, making her extremely nostalgic.

", you're so nice!"