Chapter 31： literacy

Chen Xing felt the strength of Gu Lang stroking the top of his head, and his heart began to beat uncontrollably. In a quiet room, such a sound is so obvious.

Chen Xing stared at Gu Lang so stupidly that he couldn't say anything for a while.

It wasn't until Gu Lang suddenly let out a chuckle that Chen Xing suddenly regained his senses, lowered his head a little shyly, and began to spit in his heart that he had been staring at Gu Lang's **** behavior just now How could he act so stupid just now, like a **** who has never seen the world.

Seeing Chen Xing secretly annoyed, Gu Lang looked at him with pampering eyes, and did not do anything to make him uncomfortable, just stared at him and said softly : "Okay, let's get started."

Hearing Gu Lang say this, Chen Xing quickly responded: "Ah, okay, let's start."

After finishing speaking, he ran to the desk first, staring at the white paper above, ready to learn.

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing hurriedly running away, inexplicably felt that he was a little cute, and put his hand on the corner of his lips to prevent himself from laughing again, otherwise Chen Xing would definitely do it again Furious, he should stop teasing him.

Gu Lang adjusted his emotions, walked to Chen Xing with a serious face, picked up the book that was on the table just now, and said to him: "Okay, let's start studying ."

Chen Xing was still a little embarrassed to face Gu Lang, but not as embarrassed as before. Hearing his words at this time, he nodded lightly and waited for him to start teaching.

Gu Lang picked up the book and put it in front of Chen Xing and opened it, so that Chen Xing could read the text clearly, and then pointed to the first one and said, "This book is an enlightenment for children by major families. It is the most suitable teaching material for people like you who don't have much foundation. Later, I will teach you a word, and you will write a word on the paper. Today we only learn five words, waiting for you Learned, we will learn more next time."

Gu Lang's voice was like a breeze blowing a leaf, which calmed Chen Xing's impetuous heart. He nodded towards Gu Lang and replied softly, "En."

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing who was ready, and curled the corners of his lips, "Then let's start. Look, this word is recognized as 'I', this word means..., It's like this because..."

Gu Lang used a gentle tone and began to explain the meaning of the word to Chen Xing. At first, Chen Xing was a little uncomfortable because of the close distance between them, just following Gu Lang's story The speech became more and more exciting, and he began to immerse himself in it a little bit, and even listened with relish.

When Gu Lang finished speaking the story derived from that word, he seemed to be a little absorbed in listening to it, and Chen Xing, who couldn't recover for a long time, stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, and he was in pain. Staring at him, he said warmly, "Do you understand?"

Chen Xing clutched his aching forehead and felt that Gu Lang was treating him as a child. He told a bedtime story in one word. well-intentioned.

So, Chen Xing looked at Gu Lang and nodded, and whispered: "I understand."

Gu Lang looked at him with a faint smile in his eyes, but now he looked a little puffed up, and the smile on his face became even stronger, "Okay, we Come write."

Chen Xing looked at him and nodded, took a deep breath, picked up the brush placed on the table, looked serious, and held the pen correctly.

Chen Xing slowly compared the words he just learned, and began to write it out on the paper, stroke by stroke. It's just that when he finished writing with confidence, looking at the text on the paper, a big '囧' appeared on his originally serious face.

Gu Lang next to him looked at the words on the paper that seemed to be written by a three-year-old child, and then looked at Chen Xing, who had no love written on his face, and finally couldn't help laughing Voice.

Hearing the laughter, Chen Xing stiffened for a moment, and then his ears turned red uncontrollably.

Gu Lang stared at the tips of Chen Xing's ears that were turning red, and had the urge to try it out, but he quickly restrained the thought of doing so, He felt that if he really did that, Chen Xinghong would definitely have more than his ears.

Gu Lang coughed, and pretended to be inadvertently enlightening: "You are a beginner, and the brush is soft and difficult to control. It is good to be able to write like this."

Chen Xing listened to Gu Lang's tone that seemed to coax a child, and squinted at him, with suspicion and resentment in his eyes.

Gu Lang received his gaze, looked away uncomfortably, and tried to change the subject: "Also, this is the first time you started to practice, and the order of writing is not right, so you can't write. Well, it's normal."

Hearing Gu Lang say this, Chen Xing was a little surprised. He didn't expect that in their era, something like strokes had already been developed.

Just when Chen Xing wanted to ask him how to write it well, he saw Gu Lang walked slowly behind him and held his hand very naturally.

Chen Xing stiffened for a moment, feeling Gu Lang's warm breath spraying on the back of his neck, a numbness spread directly from there, and then stretched to the whole body, making him start Get hot.

Gu Lang didn't seem to notice his stiffness, he pulled his hand to hold the brush, and said warmly in his ear: "Look at it, how do I write."

Listening to the voice coming from her ear, although Chen Xing was still a little uncomfortable, she still managed to regain her spirits. Following Gu Lang's writing steps, he remembered his teachings stroke by stroke. Steps to give yourself text.

The afternoon sun shone into the house through the window, and shone on the ground in front of them, illuminating the whole room with a warm warm sunshine.

When Gu Lang let go of Chen Xing's hand, Chen Xing hadn't recovered from the warm atmosphere just now, he stared at the beautiful font written under the cooperation between him and Gu Lang , the whole person is a little dumbfounded.

Gu Lang looked at Chen Xing and asked softly in his ear, "Is it possible?"

Hearing this, Chen Xingcai seemed to have suddenly recovered from some kind of dream, and nodded shyly.

"Write it again yourself?"

Chen Xing nodded and wrote it again according to what he taught. The font he wrote was much better than before.

"You did a great job."

Gu Lang's gentle voice came, as if praising a potential child.

Although Chen Xing was still a little embarrassed, but after the shock just now, he was no longer so shy, and replied softly: "Thank you."

Gu Lang shifted his gaze from Chen Xing, picked up the book just now, and began to teach the next word.

In the lazy afternoon, Chen Xing's study life was spent in the gentle voice of Gu Lang, accompanied by the breeze blowing in from time to time.

It wasn't until Chen Xing went out to set up a stall the next day and recalled the incident with a slightly clearer mind, and he suddenly realized one thing, that is, Gu Lang gave every word to him yesterday. He explained what it meant and told him the spin-off stories.

If there is not enough knowledge reserve, Chen Xing feels that Gu Lang can't tell so many allusions at all, how big is Gu Lang's knowledge reserve?

Chen Xing suddenly stopped, Qiu Jiu, who had been on the same road with him, cast a suspicious look at him, and was startled by Chen Xing who suddenly turned his head and stared at him.

"Chen, Chen Xing, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu who was staring at him vigilantly, and directly expressed his doubts, "Has your son read a lot of books?"

Qiu Jiu thought he was encountering some kind of problem, and when he heard him ask, he immediately showed a proud expression, and he almost patted his chest and said, "It's not me, the whole country, There is no one more knowledgeable than my son!"

Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu's proud look, and hesitantly asked again, "If that's the case, why doesn't he continue to take the exam?"

Chen Xing felt that it would not be difficult for him to become an official with Gu Lang citing the scriptures for himself, and if the Chen family knew that he had a reputation, it would definitely not be the same as before. humiliated him at will.

Qiu Jiu was stunned for a moment with a smug look on his face, then he felt uncomfortable for a moment, his mind was spinning rapidly, and finally he reluctantly gave an answer, "Young master is not in good health, you can't use your brain. over!"

Chen Xing looked at Qiu Jiu, who looked unnatural, and always felt that things were strange, but he felt that what he said made sense. He also watched documentaries in his previous life. The harsh environment of the imperial examination room, Gu Lang's body probably couldn't hold it back, so he believed it a bit.

Seeing that Chen Xing was no longer asking, Qiu Jiu seemed to believe a little, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

When the two came to the booth and placed the ingredients, the guests came one after another.

Chen Xing's tables, chairs and benches have not been repaired, but it does not affect the number of guests who come to eat here, and even because they are called back to eat, the speed of sales has become faster.

Just when the items at Chen Xing's booth were almost sold out, a middle-aged man in brocade walked towards his booth with two servants.

The middle-aged man came to Chen Xing, first glanced at him up and down with his cloudy eyes, then raised his chin slightly, and said a bit meanly: "You are Chen Xing. star?"

Chen Xing looked at him as if he didn't come to buy something, his eyes were a little more vigilant, but he nodded and admitted.

Seeing Chen Xing answering his own words, the expression on the middle-aged man's face became more and more arrogant, and said in an arrogant tone: "I am the housekeeper of Zhao's house."

Chen Xing nodded to him, not understanding what he meant by saying this to himself.

The butler saw that Chen Xing's face did not change at all after hearing where he came from. It was not like others heard that he was the housekeeper of the Zhao family and came up to curry favor with him. His face became more and more ugly, and his tone became more and more impolite.

"My lady bought a dessert from you last time. My wife liked it very much and sent me to buy some more."

Chen Xing felt that the tone of his speech made him very uncomfortable, but when he opened the door to do business, he would always meet all kinds of customers, so when he heard him say this, he was not angry, just customers Reasonably reason with him,

"I'm sorry! First of all, since you are the housekeeper of Miss Zhao's house, you should know that the dessert was not sold to Miss Zhao, but was given to her as a thank you gift. , I don't sell that dessert, so I'm sorry, I don't have anything to sell to you."

Chen Xing's remarks made the butler's face extremely ugly. He didn't expect that there were people in the city who didn't give him Zhao's face.

Thinking of the task explained by the wife, the butler looked at the handsome little brother in front of him, and quickly calmed down. He felt that the little brother in front of him should not give them Zhao's face, but It was because they knew that they were from the Zhao family, and now that they knew that they wanted to ask him, they began to take Joe.

& nbsp; Make it, and if you have any requirements, just ask!"

There are many restaurants, and it is better for you to go to a restaurant as a cook at will than if you have been exposed to the wind and the sun here all the time.”

Chen Xing, who originally only thought that this person could not speak, after hearing his words, his face became ugly. To the point where it can be arbitrarily belittled.

No matter how good-tempered he was on weekdays, he was a little angry at this time. He looked at the housekeeper of Zhao's house, who had been talking to him with his nostrils since he appeared, with a cold expression on his face. said:

"Sorry, since you didn't understand it just now, I'll say it again. I won't make it for you, and I don't need to be a cook in your restaurant, my own small stall is very good it is good!"

If you need anything, please don't stop here, my guests still need to buy things."

After the group of people left, Qiu Jiu turned to look at Chen Xing next to him, and saw him staring thoughtfully at the direction where the few of them were leaving, the always gentle face , At this time, it was a bit more inexplicable coldness.

Qiu Jiu hesitated for a while, but comforted Chen Xing: "Don't worry, they don't dare to do anything to you."

As soon as Qiu Jiu said these words, Chen Xing turned his head to look at him.

Qiu Jiu realized at this time that Chen Xing's eyes were not only without the slightest worry, but full of doubts.

Then, Qiu Jiu heard Chen Xing's bewildered voice ringing in his ear, "You say, why is Miss Zhao's temper so good, but her servants are so different? "

The girl who followed Miss Zhao last time was the same, the girl who came to get the dessert was the same, and the housekeeper of Zhao's house was the same this time.

Qiu Jiu shook his head when he heard the words, indicating that he was not very clear.

Chen Xing sighed, and didn't seem to want to continue to ask, just glanced at the simple grass hut above his head again, and asked rather sadly: "Is this shed really broken? ?" Although the butler's words didn't hit him just now, it still made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Qiu Jiu listened to Chen Xing's question, looked into his curious eyes, tangled for a while, and changed to a euphemism, "This shed is not as bad as he said, but it is a little too simple. ."

Time to think about renting a shop."

Actually, with the money Chen Xing earns now, it is more than enough to rent a shop, but he thinks that this place will not expire for a while now, and the rent needed is still less, He thought of working here for a while, and when he saved enough money, he would pay back part of Gu Lang's money before renting a shop to expand his business.

It's just that Chen Xing now thinks that he can actually rent a shop to expand his business, and then save money to pay Gu Lang. Anyway, according to taking care of Lang's current situation, there should be no shortage of money for a while.

Thinking of this, Chen Xing made up his mind. As for the trouble that the housekeeper of Zhao's came to make trouble, he immediately left it behind. Since he was an unimportant person, he didn't need to worry about it.

Besides Qiu Jiu, watching Chen Xing quickly regain his usual ease, he breathed a sigh of relief. If Chen Xing went back in the state just now, he still didn't know how to explain to the son.

When she returned to Gu Mansion, Chen Xing had completely forgotten about the trouble that the housekeeper of Zhao Mansion came to ask for trouble. He was thinking about how big a shop he could rent with that little money.

After eating, Chen Xing went back to his room, ready to use his lunch break to count how much money he had earned, and to figure out what shop he should rent there.

As soon as Chen Xing entered the room, he dragged out the money box he kept from a hidden space in the bed, then put the thing on the table and opened the box.

In addition to a few pieces of silver, there are several silver notes in the box. These are all the money that Chen Xing has earned after various successes during this period of time.

The money would be enough to pay half a year's rent if renting a less expensive house here.

After calculating the pros and cons, Chen Xing felt that he should rent a house first, and then make money. After a while, he went to Gu Lang and shared his thoughts with him. He felt that Gu Lang would definitely agree to his request.

Chen Xing put all his little treasures back in the box, and went to bed and took a lunch break. I thought about getting up later and telling him about this when I went to find Gu Lang to read.

At the same time, Zhao's house.

Mother Zhao looked at the second housekeeper who had promised her well before going out, but at this time, the second housekeeper, who had not completed the task, smashed a teacup and asked sharply, "That's what you do?"