After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

"What...what the hell is going on?"

Mr. Kang is over seventy years old, with a full head of white hair, but a rosy and shiny face. He is neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin.

At first glance, it looks like it can live for a long time.

It's just that his facial expression is a little stiff at this moment.

After all, the old gentleman has never brought out a student who can knock half of the door open.

The old gentleman's panic and hesitation at this moment are understandable.

After hearing Mr. Kang's question, Dadunzi immediately replied: "Mr. Kang, this is the sister I often mention to you, Chen Dongyue.

She is so awesome, she is now a seventh-grade Colonel Yihui! And in addition to being good at kung fu, she can also... and... and..."

I can't think of anything.

This sister doesn’t know how to cook, let alone farm, and she doesn’t even know how to be a female celebrity.

Da Dunzi continued to scratch his head, not knowing how to praise his sister who was useless except for using violence.

Chen Dongyue quickly pretended to cover Da Dunzi's mouth, "You kid, don't always praise me."

She actually wanted to hide the embarrassment that Da Dunzi couldn't find her good points.

After covering Da Dunzi's mouth, she smiled and said to Mr. Kang:

"Hehehe, I have long admired your name, Mr. Kang."

Mr. Kang suddenly looked a little embarrassed, and asked nervously, "What, why have you admired my name for so long? How did you know my name?"

"Ah?" Chen Dongyue was a little nervous because of Mr. Kang's nervousness. She replied tentatively, "Prince Yong'an told me that you have taught the prince and the prince. Now that he is older, he wants to go back." Township...continuing education."

"...That's right." Although Mr. Kang's eyes flickered a little, his attitude was very certain.

Chen Dongyue felt that there was probably some hidden secret here.

However, Chen Dongyue didn't want to delve into the old gentleman's past.

After all, she is not someone who can stand scrutiny.

Now she just wants to know what is the charm of Mr. Kang's teaching.

It makes Da Dunzi want to shit when he sees the academy gate, and he doesn't even want to go home.

"Mr. Kang has worked really hard to teach Da Dunzi. I wonder...how talented Da Dunzi is?"

After saying that, Chen Dongyue looked into the classroom.

At this time, there was another student in the classroom dedicated to learning calligraphy and painting.

The child was very calm. Even if Chen Dongyue and the others were chatting at the door, he would not sit there motionless.

There was absolutely no intention of looking outside.

When Mr. Kang heard Chen Dongyue's question, he smiled and stroked his beard, and then replied: "This kid Qingshan is quite talented."

"Who is Qingshan?" Chen Dongyue looked confused.

"I, I, I," Dadunzi raised his hand, "It's the word Mr. Kang gave me a few days ago."

"This is not a gift from me," Mr. Kang wanted to clarify the relationship. "I asked Zhang Dezhao if he had a name, and he said no. But he wanted to call him Qingshan.

I think... Qingshan is not that good, but Ting Yun sounds more elegant. "

"Then my name is Qingshan!" Dadunzi puffed out his chest happily and said: "Sister, look, you have Qingshan Academy, Qingshan Embroidery Workshop, Qingshan Handicrafts, and now you have a younger brother Qingshan, right? Is everything complete?"

Chen Dongyue always felt that something was wrong.

She wants to say that you are nothing, how can you be compared with the academy or something?

But, it’s not a thing, and it doesn’t seem right to say this.

Forget it, give up.

Just skip it.

She waved her hand slightly and said to Dadunzi, "It's up to you, as long as you like."

Dadunzi smiled and made an invitation gesture to Chen Dongyue, "Then please see my sister, Zhang Qingshan, how have I learned these days?"

"Okay." Chen Dongyue made an invitation to Mr. Kang, then followed the two of them into the inner room.

In the inner room, there are only four tables used for drawing and writing.

Three are serious desks.

The other one was as big as a six-foot bed.

No need to ask, the bed, oh no, the table must be a big one.

Da Dunzi pointed to a calligraphy work on his desk and said, "Sister, look, this is what I just wrote. Mr. Kang praised my progress!"

Chen Dongyue walked closer, looked left, right, front, and back, "Very good."

Completely incomprehensible.

Mr. Kang asked Chen Dongyue with a smile, "Do you know what is the most important thing about calligraphy?"

"...know...words?" Chen Dongyue said hesitantly.

She had never learned calligraphy, so it was really hard to guess what the most important thing about calligraphy was.

Dadunzi clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head, "Ah no no no no no."

"Hahahahaha," Mr. Kang also laughed loudly, "Literacy is considered an important thing.

But if you want to write well, you cannot just read and write. The most important thing is that you need to understand the word 'potential'.

The so-called "potential" is just like painting landscapes. You have to have thousands of landscapes and ravines in your mind to understand what "potential" is.

As for Qingshan, in terms of literacy... Having said that, this child has a pure heart and doesn't have too many distracting thoughts.

He writes crisply, moves the pen vigorously, and has a very unique understanding of running script. He is indeed a talented person. "

What Mr. Kang said can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words.

Chen Dongyue also felt confused after hearing this.

In the eyes of a person like her who has basically zero calligraphy skills, these words written by Da Dunzi... just need to be fooled into looking like that.

This thing does not pursue the goal of clearly seeing every stroke.

How suitable for Da Dunzi! !

Isn't it true that what children are good at is fooling around, ah no, expressing ideas through shapes? !

Chen Dongyue expressed to Mr. Kang very sincerely at this moment, "A thousand-mile horse also needs Bole. Mr. Kang, thank you for becoming Qingshan's Bole!"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I would be able to accept a closed disciple at my old age." Mr. Kang was also very satisfied with Dadunzi.

Let’s not talk about the vulgar things such as Shu Xiu, but just the Hui ink, She inkstone, Hu pen, and Chengxintang paper given by Dadunzi... This child really likes calligraphy and painting.

And rich.

In fact, Mr. Kang does not attach too much importance to money. After all, he used to be a royal tutor. What kind of wealth has he not seen?

But if you want to truly become a master of calligraphy and painting, money is also indispensable.

Therefore, he attached great importance to Dadunzi, a closed disciple, and felt that he might really be able to draw something famous.

Chen Dongyue naturally thanked Mr. Kang for his regard for Dadunzi. Then, when Mr. Kang warmly invited her to appreciate the calligraphy together, she quickly found an excuse to leave.

She pointed to a student who was motionless beside her and said, "There are other students here, so I'll go ahead and not disturb you."

After saying that, she glanced at the child's table.

Eh? !

That child's painting...why are it completely different from that of Da Dunzi? !

Chen Dongyue was slightly stunned.

Seeing her like this, Mr. Kang explained slightly with satisfaction: "He is a student of gongbi painting, and what he pursues is precision and delicacy. Hahaha, I have dabbled in gongbi painting to some extent. Seeing that this child has a good talent, he took me with him Teach."

Chen Dongyue quickly clasped her fists and complimented Mr. Kang a few more times before exiting the studio.

At this time, the bell rang.

Jun Lan, Shui Hua, Tu Gen, and Caitang all ran out of the classroom and surrounded Chen Dongyue.

They chattered and invited Chen Dongyue to see the finished product of their craft class.

Chen Dongyue came here for this, so she naturally agreed to go and have a look together.

Shuihua and Caitang had been working together in the embroidery workshop.

At this time, it was also because Qiao Sanmei and Madam You wanted the two girls to learn more literacy, so they asked them to stop their work and come to the academy to study.

So the two of them naturally chose Madam You's embroidery class.

Chen Dongyue is not worried about the two children. Everything they make can be sold, so why would there be any bad things.

Before she left a while later, she had to ask her children to help her sew the openings on her sleeves.

Mostly, she was curious about what Jun Lan and Tu Gen had learned during the half month she was away.

The two chose the same craft class, both carpentry.

Needless to say, it is quite affordable to have two children.

The carpenter was hired by Chen Dongyue, the youngest son of Master Gu who made the toilet.

After all, Master Gu has a monopoly on the toilet industry in Liaocheng, so he has to work, otherwise all the girls in Liaocheng will be short of dowry when they get married.

Although Master Xiao Gu is not very skilled, he has a good temper, so there are quite a few children taking his class.

What Master Xiao Gu taught the children today was not to make toilets.

After all, the technical content of that thing was a bit high, and what he did didn’t work very well.

Today, no, what he has been teaching for the past three days, no, I should say, is to make a bench.

Jun Lan took the bench that she had just made and showed off to Chen Dongyue: "Mom, look, what does the bench I made look like?!"

"Oh~~~~~This is a bench!!"

Chen Dongyue suddenly realized when she looked at the thing with four wooden blocks on the wooden strips in front of her.

Jun Lan didn't say anything, she thought it was a tray.

This thing is actually a bench.

"Yes, this is just a bench," Jun Lan said with pride on his face, "It's just that the legs always couldn't be leveled, so I sawed and sawed... Fortunately, there was still some left, mother, look at it. You can sit down!"

After saying that, Jun Lan put the wooden board, ah, wooden stool on the ground, and sat down.

well.

Invisible bench.

You can't tell that this kid has a stool under his butt.

Not bad, Chen Dongyue nodded happily.

"This is what I call a bench!" Tugen expressed dissatisfaction, "Look! How long are these legs!!"

Chen Dongyue turned to look at the bench made of soil roots.

Don't even say it.

The legs of the stool are really as long as calves.

It is indeed more decent than what Junlan does.

But there is a small problem.

There is no need for anyone to sit on this bench. If you leave it alone, it will fall apart...

"Hahahahaha, what is this!" Jun Lan laughed.

The other children in the carpentry room were howling with laughter.

Tu Gen sniffed, picked up the wooden planks and stool legs on the ground, and groaned, "What's wrong! It's inevitable that you will make mistakes the first time you do it, can't you just correct it?!"

If nothing else, the mentality of this kid Tu Gen is definitely worth learning.