Rebirth of farming for a living

As soon as these words came out, everyone except Li Qiuyan and Jiang Zhe were shocked.

"Have you seen it?" Du Jinxin looked around in confusion, but he hadn't heard anyone say it before.

Ha ha ha ha.

Li Qiuyan could only laugh a few times.

I've seen it before, and there's nothing bad to admit.

However, when the great scholar opened his mouth, what he said was strange.

As if he is so cold-blooded.

Over there, He Daru was already blowing his beard and staring when he saw Li Qiuyan's reaction: "What? You still don't want to admit it?"

Li Qiuyan's mind was racing: "How could you not admit it? Because I saw that you were not seriously injured and there were many things to do, I sent you and the boy to the hospital and left in a hurry. I have saved you, great scholar." You won’t blame me, right?”

Li Qiuyan explained the whole story clearly in a few words.

Everyone understood this.

This little girl has a pretty smart mouth.

He Daru was so confused that he didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Xu was on the side to smooth things over: "Qiu Yan couldn't be more kind. It must be something urgent."

Li Qiuyan said respectfully: "I didn't know the identity of the great scholar at that time. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

As he said that, he winked at He Daru.

The subtext is: Do we need to go into details?

Hey, He Daru also feels a little embarrassed that he almost fainted when he squatted down and then stood up again.

So he coughed twice: "Then you shouldn't have left without saying anything. If I hadn't been smart, I wouldn't have been able to drink the sour plum soup."

Speaking of the cold and sweet sour plum soup, the scholar couldn't help but salivate.

Don't tell me, I really can't get tired of this stuff no matter how much I drink it.

I take He Jianqiang to eat every day, and I never get tired of it.

Li Qiuyan suddenly realized that after talking for a long time, it turned out to be sour plum soup.

Could it be said that after drinking this sour plum soup once, the scholar fell in love with it?

Li Qiuyan wanted to laugh a little, but he didn't expect that this great scholar was very fond of food.

Immediately he performed a dramatic change of expression: "I see, it's not my fault to leave without saying goodbye. If Da Ru goes to the strange-flavored cold noodles in the future, the sour plum soup will be free of charge!"

Li Qiuyan is very generous.

Only then did He Daru's eyes light up: "Seriously?"

Li Qiuyan nodded helplessly: "Seriously, it's more real than gold."

He Daru then sat down with satisfaction and asked Du Jinxin: "What's delicious today?"

The two of them talked back and forth for a long time, and the others couldn't get a word in at all.

Seeing He Daru asking for food, Du Jinxin hurriedly introduced him.

No wonder Du Jinxin is so diligent, this is the famous He Daru who is famous all over the world, and he is the master of his eldest son.

Du Jinxin felt that one could never be too careful.

Li Qiuyan breathed a sigh of relief and exchanged glances with Jiang Zhe again.

Xie Ning looked around and felt that he seemed a little bit redundant.

Xie Ning coughed lightly and was about to speak when he heard He Daru's voice: "What did you say? You want me to accept a disciple?"

Li Qiuyan opened his eyes wide.

"No, no, I'm old and don't plan to take on any more disciples."

He Daru stroked his beard, his expression became unpredictable.

"Didn't you say before that it's enough to pass your test? I think this person will definitely pass." Du Jinxin was still very patient.

Now that he has spoken, Du Jinxin has no intention of giving up directly.

At this time, everyone at the table except Li Qiuyan and Jiang Zhe had very exciting expressions.

Li Qiuyan quietly poked Xie Ning: "What kind of test is this?"

It was obvious from the looks of it that Xie Ning knew about it.

Forget it.

Hey.

Xie Ning felt that it was simply unbearable to look back.

At the beginning when Du Siyang became a disciple, He Daru was quite normal.

I took the test on some selected questions in a satisfactory manner.

By the time Du Jinxin took Xie Ning and Du Zhaoyang there, everything had changed.

he…

he……

Xie Ning didn’t want to say it.

Du Zhaoyang didn't want to say anything either.

At this moment, no one said anything.

He Daru still waved his hand: "That happened when I was young. Now that I'm not energetic enough, I really don't want to give up."

Well, Du Jinxin wanted to persuade him again, so Du Siyang quietly shook his head at Du Jinxin.

It’s not okay for a father, so let’s go on as a son.

At this time, the dishes just happened to be served.

Du Jinxin smiled and ignored the matter: "Come, let's eat first."

Li Qiuyan and Jiang Zhe also temporarily suppressed their doubts.

Focus on the meal in front of you.

To say it was a feast is an understatement.

Flying in the sky, running on the ground, swimming in the water, everything that one expects to find.

What was served with it was not tea, but the sour plum soup that the great Confucian scholar highly praised.

Judging from its richness, it will whet your appetite.

However, something that made Li Qiuyan's eyes twitch very much still happened.

No, I know that cold skin is delicious, is it so delicious?

For a banquet of this magnitude, this is the way to go.

Just looking at He Daru and Mrs. Xu helping the maid hold the full small bowls, you can tell that something has arrived.

This meal was more grand and different from the past.

Li Qiuyan also has a serving girl behind him.

Needless to say, this maid is quite discerning, and the dishes she brings to Li Qiuyan are valuable and rare.

Li Qiuyan was so satisfied with the food.

Seeing everyone put down their chopsticks, Li Qiuyan also put them down.

The meal was quite harmonious.

When everyone moves to the small resting hall, you can have snacks.

The snack after the meal is naturally the ice powder prepared by Li Qiuyan.

The food boxes were brought over, and Li Qiuyan served them to everyone himself without asking for help from the maid.

The first bowl was of course for He Daru.

Du Siyang took the full thin porcelain bowl and served it up.

This bowl is of course different from the bamboo bowl. The walls of the bowl are thin and translucent, and the ice powder lining is crystal clear.

He Daru was actually full, but he could see that this ice powder was something he had never seen before.

He took it and looked around curiously, then picked up the matching small porcelain spoon.

Well…

This smell?

Three simple and crude words:

in love.