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A temporary table was set up in front of the hall, and the villagers lined up around the hall twice before turning out to extend to the courtyard. Linqing borrowed ink and brushes, stood beside the table and rolled up his sleeves to rub the ink. Shen Xu yawned Villagers write poetry.

It has to be said that Aunt Wang's publicity ability should not be underestimated. In just one night, the whole village knew that there was a young man who could write poems in the village, and they all came to ask for poems with lantern paper early in the morning.

However, it doesn't matter if you just talk about this, Linqing's eyes twitched slightly, only to hear Villager A leaning into Villager B's ear and whispering in Villager B's ear, and Villager B pulling Villager C to gossip, and his gaze fell on him all the time of.

Linqing took a deep breath and roared in his heart, I heard all the words "this little boy is handsome and looks like the next one", okay?

Aunt Wang, it's really a pity that you don't go to write "Yangzhou Miscellaneous News"!

Shen Xu opened his sleepy eyes and tried his best to write poems for the villagers. It was a pity that he was dragged out of bed by Lin Qing before he woke up early in the morning.

When Shen Xu wrote a poem, she sighed in her heart, what a cruel landlady!

"Here, it's finished, here it is." After sending another one, Shen Xu looked at the still dense line behind, only to feel that his eyes were dark.

The villagers held the blank paper and said, "Thank you Mr. Shen, thank you so much."

"You're welcome." Shen Xu bowed slightly in accordance with the etiquette of a scholar, and then his stomach groaned, "Goo——"

Linqing: "..."

Villager: "..."

Shen Xu: "I lost my temper."

The villagers who had just received the poem suddenly came to their senses, "Mr. Shen hasn't had breakfast yet, I'll go home and get some food."

"OK--"

"no need--"

The two of them looked at each other in unison, and then started a fierce eye contact.

Linqing: How can it be possible to take other people's things? Don't you tell me when you are hungry? If you have rice and vegetables at home, if you say you are hungry, I will cook them for you.

Shen Xu: Hungry...

Linqing: You are a young man with arms and legs, how can you beg for food from others? It is not easy for the villagers to plow the fields. Don’t you feel ashamed when you take their things?

Shen Xu: Hungry...

Linqing: You have only written three poems. Normally, you are sleepy like a pig in bed. Today you only got up half an hour early. Could it be that you can't bear it even this little time?

Shen Xu: Hungry...

Linqing: ...

Linqing finally gave up making eye contact with him, because he found that no matter how much he stared at him, the other party always had an expression of being extremely hungry and aggrieved.

The villagers who looked at it inexplicably said tremblingly: "I'll go back and get some steamed buns. I steamed a few more this morning."

"OK--"

"no need--"

"That..." Before the new round of eye-to-eye combat began, the villagers slid away tactfully, "I'll go home to pick it up, and I'll deliver it later—"

"Hey—" Linqing couldn't call him, so she could only turn her head and glared at Shen Xu angrily.

Shen Xu shrank her neck and said in a low voice, "I'm already very hungry, aren't you hungry..."

"I—" Then Linqing's stomach growled, "Goo..."

After looking at each other for a moment, Linqing dropped the ink stick and ran back to the room in shame and indignation.

Shen Xu shrugged his shoulders, expressing his innocence.

The villagers who lined up were stunned for a moment, then rushed home one after another.

"Master Shen, I'll bring you some eggs!"

"Master Shen, I'll bring you some newly made glutinous rice."

"Master Shen, can you bring me a freshly picked Chinese cabbage?"

Shen Xu was so enthusiastic that he was stunned for a while, and said blankly: "That's okay..."

When Linqing finally calmed down and came out of the house, what he saw was a room full of vegetables and fruits. Shen Xu grabbed a small white flour steamed bun with one hand and gnawed on it. He wrote quickly with the other hand, and said inarticulately: " Hey, you have a son and a daughter in your family, so I will write you a 'Fuyuan Jinshuangzhi', what do you think?"

The villager couldn't read or understand, so he just bowed his waist and said: "Okay, okay, sir, well written."

Seeing Lin Qing's figure, Shen Xu hurriedly greeted him, "You are out, come and eat the steamed buns, the steamed buns steamed by Brother Li's wife are hot and delicious!"

The veins on Lin Qing's forehead were throbbing, and he wished he could gag the mouth of this worthless guy with a rag.

Another villager brought a bowl of Lantern Festival and greeted Linqing, "Young master, come and eat some too. You have worked hard all morning."

Lin Qing declined: "No, no need, my family still has food surplus, auntie is very polite."

"Young master, you are being polite. You have worked so hard to write poems, and you should show it. When you move to our village, everyone is from the same village. You don't have to be so cautious, young master."

Linqing had no choice but to accept it, "Thank you, auntie."

The aunt watched with relief as Linqing bit off a Lantern Festival, and then said slowly: "You and your husband-in-law are very affectionate."

"Pfft!" Lin Qing spat out all the Lantern Festival in one mouthful, put down the bowl in a hurry, and almost died of coughing.

The aunt hurriedly patted him on the back, "What's the matter, I can choke even after eating, young master, he's a husband, hurry up and get a bowl of water."

Shen Xu held up the steamed bun, "?"

The aunt said helplessly: "You two are so dumb, no wonder you made a couple." She went to the kitchen by herself.

It took Lin Qing a lot of effort to catch his breath, his face flushed from coughing, and he explained: "Auntie misunderstood, he and I are not..."

The aunt came back with a bowl of water and handed it to Linqing, "Young couples, why are you so shy? Now the south wind is blowing. Although we are a small village, there are several couples like you. You have seen it a lot, and you are used to it. Don't hide it anymore."

When Shen Xu tilted his hand holding the pen, a hook was drawn on the word.

The villagers who looked at the paper eagerly made a bitter face, "Mr. Shen, this..."

Shen Xu blushed slightly, and swallowed the steamed bun in a few mouthfuls, "Don't worry, I'll hook a flower for you."

As he said that, he moved to the side with that poorly written stroke, and carefully traced a plum blossom. The combination of poetry and painting is surprisingly exquisite.

The villagers were overjoyed immediately, and went happily with their poems in their hands.When the rest of the villagers saw it, they shouted "I want that painting too", "Young master, draw me a beauty", "Young master, draw me a moon"...

Shen Xu had a terrible headache, and secretly sighed why she wanted to make trouble for herself.

But seeing the food that the villagers enthusiastically brought, he still managed to be patient, "Well, well, come one by one, don't be in a hurry."

The aunt sighed and said: "Your husband is kind-hearted. I asked the old man to ask for writing. Even if my writing was bad, I wouldn't change it. Your husband looked at me for a while, but he is a real person. He must treat you very well." .”

Just as Lin Qing was about to speak, the aunt said again: "I'm afraid she is very gentle even on the bed."

Linqing almost spit out another mouthful of water, thinking that although you are people from the countryside, your unrestrained level is simply better than that of Yangzhou City!

"Auntie..."

"Excuse me?" The aunt smiled and patted his head, "Seeing that you are young, you have never been bullied by him. On the contrary, your husband, who just didn't see you for a while, just thought of you. Could it be that he was tired and went back to lie down?" .”

Linqing was a little surprised, Shen Xu sometimes cared about herself?

But if he knew that when he ran into the room, after Shen Xu read the sentence "Could it be that I was tired and went back to lie down", and then murmured "It's not fair, I want to go back to sleep", this is touching I'm afraid it will disappear in an instant.

"Linqing, I'm thirsty." Shen Xu called out.

The corners of Linqing's brows twitched, and he almost blurted out "I don't know how to drink water when I'm thirsty", because there were so many people, it was unbearable to hold back.

The aunt patted him, smiled and said: "Go and pour some water for your husband, I've been really tired for more than an hour." Looking at Lin Qing's back, she said with emotion, "Oh, I obviously miss you, young man, Just not being honest."

Linqing staggered and almost fell to the ground.

He really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself away!

Come out, Aunt Wang, I promise not to beat you to death!

After a whole morning like this, the villagers were finally sent away. Shen Xu slumped on the chair, too tired to move his fingers.

Even if you know how to write poems, it is impossible to write dozens of poems in one go!The first few were easy to pass, but the later ones learned more, and asked such requests as "write my name in", "three generations of my family, please write a poem that is relevant to the topic".What's more, he was asked to surround the poem and painting with a circle of plum blossoms, requiring the blossoms to have different postures, and to have a sense of hierarchy and picture...

How can you, an illiterate villager, have so many demands!

Back then, Shen Xu didn't even bother to write poems for the oiran lady, but now he is reduced to working as a coolie for a group of white men, he really wants to cry but has no tears.

After writing, he even used doggerel such as "one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces" to make up the number.

Sending off the last villager, Shen Xu felt like he was running out of fuel.

What evil did you do!

Aunt Wang, come here, I promise not to beat you to death!

Linqing brought him a cup of hot tea, which was given by a villager just now.Shen Xu didn't have the strength to take it, so she took a sip from Lin Qing's hand and sighed, "I'm going to die..."

Lin Qing blushed slightly, "Say nonsense, it's just a few poems, and I didn't ask you to chop firewood or bear rice."

Shen Xu said angrily: "You try to write!"

"How can I write poetry as a luthier?"

"Then you will be tired if you play the piano for two hours in a row!" Shen Xu was indignant, why, why only torment him alone, it's not fair!

Linqing thought for a while, he would be tired if he had to play the piano continuously for so long, but he still refused to give in, "Okay, okay, people have sent so many things, you can write some poems in return It should."

Shen Xu said aggrievedly: "But I'm so tired! I'm so tired! I only want half of things and half of my poems, okay! You're oppressing me!"

Linqing also knew that a young master like Shen Xu had never experienced hardship, so he made him write poems all morning in one go. Even if he was transcribing, his hands were sore, let alone using his brain.

"I know you've worked hard. As a newcomer, we'll make a good impression on them. There's nothing wrong with that, right?" Lin Qing persuaded in a gentle voice.

Shen Xu was still aggrieved, "That's what I said, but—"

Linqing decided to change his strategy, turned around and walked to the kitchen, "Come on, look, Aunt Liu has brought eggs over, we can eat fried eggs later."

"Really?" Shen Xu forgot her grievance instantly, ran over and said, "I want to eat three!"

Although Linqing's cooking skills were terrible, an egg was fried to pieces, but the two who hadn't touched meat for a long time still ate with relish, and even the raw rice was not that bad.

Shen Xu desperately squeezed the egg into his mouth, and said excitedly: "I haven't eaten an egg for a long time! I haven't eaten an egg for a long time!"

Lin Qing gave him a white look, and thought to himself, didn't you eat at the Shen Mansion four days ago?

But seeing Shen Xu's happy look, Lin Qing couldn't help but curled the corners of his mouth.The happy man ate the food he made himself, and it was so delicious, Lin Qing felt a burst of sweetness in his heart.

"Eat more." Linqing pushed the food towards him.

Shen Xu wasn't polite to him either, she was really hungry and stupid, she just poured something into her mouth like a hungry wolf who couldn't stop the car.

"Young Master Shen—" Someone called his name and came from afar.

Linqing put down his bowl and chopsticks and answered the door, "Here you are, Aunt Wang, why are you here?"

Aunt Wang held a rabbit in her hand and said with a smile: "My guy caught a litter of rabbits this morning and sent one to you. Thank you for writing poems for my family."

"That's so embarrassing, it's just a trivial matter, Aunt Wang can keep it for herself." Lin Qing said politely.

"You're welcome." Aunt Wang stuffed the rabbit into his arms, "The neighbors are not bad."

Linqing could only say: "Thank you then."

Looking down at the little rabbit, its snow-white fur was as fluffy as a ball, only the size of a palm, and it was curled up in his arms, its red eyes blinked uneasily, its eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it was terribly frightened.

Aunt Wang asked, "Have you eaten?"

"I'm eating, why don't Aunt Wang come with me?"

"No, I've eaten." Aunt Wang said, "You two old men, you can cook."

Lin Qing shyly said: "Not very well..."

Aunt Wang became curious, "Let me see."

Lin Qing said: "It's really not good..."

There is no one who can stop Aunt Wang!

Aunt Wang pushed him away, and strode in, "It's okay, I'll just take a look, I won't make fun of you—my Guanyin Bodhisattva Jade Emperor, is this something people eat!"

Holding the bowl, Shen Xu looked blankly at Aunt Wang who suddenly barged in, "?"

Linqing's cheeks were flushed, and she wished she could get into the ground.

Aunt Wang shook her head and sighed, "Oh, you men are not good at cooking, and you waste this rice for nothing. Come here, let me teach you."

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and started scooping rice.

Lin Qing blushed and followed behind to learn.

"Look, add this much water, cover the lid, and wait until the aroma starts to simmer for another cup of tea." After finishing the rice, Aunt Wang cracked two more eggs, stirred them evenly with chopsticks, and poured them into the pot Quickly spread it out with a spatula, "Look, after a layer of skin has formed on the side, turn it over. Be sure to be quick when turning the side, so as not to break the noodles."

Then, under the adoring eyes of Linqing and Shen Xu, Aunt Wang flipped the egg over neatly.

"Wow!" The two cheered at the same time, their expressions were as focused as watching people juggling during the New Year, and their hearts were surging beyond words.

A plate of golden, fragrant fried eggs came out of the pan, and Aunt Wang clapped her hands, as if looking down on the crowd.

Shen Xu's eyes were straightened, and she ran over with her rice bowl in her hand, almost salivating, "Can I eat it?"

Lin Qing came back to his senses, and slapped the worthless man on the back.

"Try Aunt Wang's craftsmanship." Aunt Wang said.

Shen Xu immediately slammed down the chopsticks, and after swallowing the egg, a fairy-like expression appeared on his face, "It's so delicious!"

Lin Qing also ate a piece. Although it was not as exaggerated as Shen Xu's, he really felt that it was a delicacy compared to the one he made.

"Aunt Wang, you are too powerful." Shen Xu said.

Aunt Wang proudly said: "That's right, I'm the second in cooking in this village, and no one dares to be the first." Then she said to Linqing: "Have you learned it? From now on, just follow what I just taught you, and it's sure to be delicious. .”

Lin Qing nodded, "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

After sending Aunt Wang away, the two finally had a normal meal. Shen Xu was so excited that tears filled her eyes, pointing to the fragrant and hot white rice in the bowl, "This is rice! Rice!"

Linqing took a bite of the rice, cooked it soft and easy to eat, it was indeed a hundred times better than the raw rice, "Got it, let's eat yours."

Shen Xu hurriedly took a big mouthful, sighed while chewing: "I never imagined that cooking is so difficult. What kind of gentleman stays away from the kitchen? It must be Confucius who can't cook and got angry when he said that."

Linqing: "..."

"Yeah, I didn't expect to learn so much about cooking." Lin Qing said with emotion, "I will definitely ask Aunt Wang for more advice in the future."

Shen Xu swallowed a mouthful of white rice, "Thank you for your hard work."

Lin Qing was stunned by the sudden words, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Shen Xu put a piece of egg into his bowl, "You didn't eat much."

Linqing suddenly had a sore nose, this idiot actually cared about people sometimes.

"Well, thank you." Wengweng responded, Linqing lowered his head and took a mouthful of rice, his heart was as warm as the rice.

The little rabbit given by Aunt Wang huddled at Linqing's feet, gnawing on a piece of vegetable that Linqing threw to it, so well-behaved.Linqing touched it with his foot, the little rabbit moved its butt and continued to eat vegetables.

Linqing couldn't help smiling, teasing the little rabbit while eating.

Shen Xu on the other end finished his meal in three mouthfuls, and ran to the back room cheering, "I'm exhausted, take a nap—"

Lin Qing stared blankly at his back, suddenly came to her senses, and roared, "I want to wash the dishes again!!"

The little rabbit under the table was startled, and ran so fast that it hit the wooden basin by the door, and its legs were on the ground.

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