Chapter 291 Widow (46)

Mu Wan held the small box and checked the small treasury. In the past six months, Ling Ling had totaled more than 700 taels of silver. In this small village, it can be said to be an astronomical sum.

She folded the banknotes and looked out of the window. It was Fang Cheng who was teasing the puppy. The puppy was already as tall as a calf. Only two of them found suitable homes to adopt. The youngest dog was still at home. Raised, is spotted, playful and lovely.

Fang Cheng was giggling, his nutrition had improved, his stature had also increased, and he looked at the pink and jade sculptures, and it seemed that tomorrow would be his six-year-old birthday.

Mu Wan thought about it, there was nothing new about the birthday gift, enough to work on food.

That morning, Mu Wan walked into the kitchen, broke a few eggs, and quickly stirred them with chopsticks. The flour had already been mixed into a paste. What she wanted to make was a cake. Without specially made animal butter, she had to use clumsy Using this method, the steamed cake looks like briquettes, with scattered pits, but it is very fluffy, soft, tender and delicious. It can sink in like cotton with just a touch of your fingernail. Finally, apply cream. Dotted with fruit pieces in turn, arranged in a smiling face.

Fang Nian grinned at Xiaomi's teeth and clapped his hands happily, "Mother, it looks good! It looks good!"

The little girl is now white and tender, with two small hairpins, her eyes are especially watery, and against her porcelain white skin, she is very beautiful and lovely.

Mu Wan squatted in front of her with a smile, squeezed those fleshy hands, "Do you want to know what this is called? Mother told you, this is a cake specially eaten on birthdays, called cakes. Niannian celebrated her birthday." Time, mother will also do well for you, okay?"

"Okay!" Fang Nian said crisply, drooling slightly, that cake smells so good, sweet and soft, just looking at it makes me want to eat it.

This fruit cake is just a low-end version, but its taste still amazes everyone's taste buds. Fang Cheng's eyes are bright. He has never eaten such a cake. It melts away with a light sip, and it is very soft and delicate.

He sucked the longevity noodles, his little face was flushed with joy, he hadn't celebrated his birthday for many years, it felt so good to be taken seriously.

Fang Cheng has officially turned six years old. In ancient times, this age is not too young.

Mu Wan wanted him to have a smoother future, and planned to send him to the academy. It happened to be recruiting students at this time, and she had inquired about it. The one who enlightened him was an old scholar. He had no choice but to fail the exam many times. He gave up the imperial examinations, took care of his old age with peace of mind, and opened an academy to enlighten students.

This scholar is not considered to be knowledgeable, but he is transparent, not stubborn and pedantic, and his teaching method is very effective. He is somewhat famous in the town. Mu Wan plans to send Fang Cheng there to study.

Fang Cheng's age is actually a bit late for enlightenment, but Mu Wan doesn't expect him to get a good grade in the exam. It is more important to learn to write, to know the world, to understand the truth, to broaden his knowledge, even if he goes to an academy. It's good to sit for a few years, and when you grow up, you can still be a bookkeeper.

This world is so simple. Scholars, farmers, businessmen, and scholars are at the top. Compared with farmers who face the loess and their backs to the sky, scholars obviously have a much easier life. They can earn money with their fingers, but reading costs a lot. You won’t send your children to school. The initial investment is very expensive.

With Fang Cheng's knowledge, he no longer has to work hard to farm when he grows up. Even if he becomes an accountant or shopkeeper, his life will be more comfortable than many people's.

However, she was not a domineering mother. She still had to respect her children's opinions and ask Fang Cheng what he thought.

"Study?" Fang Cheng was stunned, this word was too unfamiliar to him, he knew Master Xiucai and Master Juren, but he didn't understand what is going on to study?

(End of this chapter)

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