Chapter 17 Super Saiyan Super Saiyan

When Su Fengzhang came out of Su Zhao's room, he felt a little dazed.

How bad was his father Su Dianli's luck? He originally had a bright future and could have lived better than ordinary people if he had continued to move forward. However, he did not give up at first and continued to take the imperial examinations. Later, he followed others and kept a concubine for the sake of face. Although he had face, he had lost all his money.

As for the two hundred taels of silver, Su Fengzhang thought about it and felt that it was most likely a hush money. He didn't know how much blame Su Dianli had taken for the county magistrate. He was only dismissed from his post without any other punishment, so it must not be a serious injury.

I don't know if Su Dianli wanted to take a chance with this matter and establish a good relationship with County Magistrate Cai, and maybe even get promoted.

It’s a pity that he didn’t have that kind of luck in this life. His plan failed to come true. He lost his life and was left with only two hundred taels of unknown origin.

This is probably the saddest thing in the world: people die before they spend all their money.

He got a free bargain!

Su Fengzhang was originally thinking about whether he should find a way to make money. He couldn't just sit there and do nothing. But now, he doesn't have to worry about it for a while.

Su Fengzhang cleared his mind of the methods of cultivating pearls with glass soap and picked up the book again.

After becoming familiar with the books of this era, Su Fengzhang found it not difficult to memorize them. Ancient books had large characters and looked thick, with dozens or hundreds of volumes at most, but in fact, there were not many words in total.

Take "The Analects of Confucius" for example. Many people think it is very long, but it has only twenty chapters in total. The longest chapter, "Xian Wen", has 1,340 words, and the shortest, "Yao Yu", has only 370 words. Excluding the title, the total number of words in the book is only 15,900.

It’s no exaggeration to say that once you’re familiar with it, it only takes half an hour to read it from beginning to end.

Su Fengzhang follows his own schedule every day. If something slows down his progress that day, he will finish the day's work before going to bed even if he has to stay up late to study.

The effect of doing this is very good, because once the human body forms a habit, this inertia will bring endless benefits to reading.

For example, you originally found memorizing painful, but if you memorize it day by day, night by night, at regular times and places, your body will become accustomed to it, and your body's instinct will save you a lot of trouble.

This is true whether it is memorizing or practicing calligraphy. These require years of practice to increase proficiency.

Su Fengzhang never dared to look down on the scholars in ancient times. Just look at those cruel literati in history and you will know that there is no shortage of geniuses in every era.

He never thought of himself as a genius, so he had to start early and work hard for his goals. This was a fair price to pay.

However, the next day, Su Fengzhang still took the time to scrub a large area of ​​the yard's outer wall.

The outer walls of their old house were a little green, and occasionally covered with moss, but they became much cleaner after scrubbing.

It was naturally inconvenient to write with a brush here, so he simply found a charcoal stick and tried it.

There is no disadvantage except that the base color is not white enough and it looks a bit troublesome.

While he was cleaning up, Su Lanzhang was helping him and asked, "Second brother, are we going to learn calligraphy here from now on? Why not in the yard? It's still cold inside."

"My mother and aunt are inside, it's not convenient after all." Although all the people who came were children, they would talk a lot when there were too many people.

There is always trouble around a widow, and this is not just a casual remark. Su Fengzhang doesn't want to cause trouble.

Besides, he didn't want to bring anyone inside, and said, "It's so bright here. Besides, they're usually not afraid of the wind when they're having fun outside. This little bit of wind is nothing. If it rains, it's fine. There's rain in the yard too."

"That's right. It was so cold when it rained before the New Year, but they were still playing outside." Su Lanzhang said.

The venue was decided so simply, and the Su family class started at a quarter of an hour before sunset every day.

Although Su Fengzhang is young, he set the rules early. He is very strict and will not wait for anyone when the class starts. He will start teaching as soon as the time comes. If anyone talks in class, he will come over and slap the palm of the hand. If the parents are not happy, he will take the person away.

The stricter he was, the happier the parents who originally thought he was mischievous became, secretly thinking that he seemed to have some real skills.

Even some people who are older or even adults hide outside and watch secretly.

Su Fengzhang doesn't care about these things. He is only responsible for the progress of children under ten years old. Whatever others can learn is theirs, and if they can't learn, he doesn't care. As long as it doesn't affect the order, it's fine.

Su Zhao was worried at first. On the one hand, she felt that she was wasting her son's time, and on the other hand, she was afraid that she would not teach her son well. She had good intentions, but in the end it was a thankless task.

As a result, when the son stood in front of the crowd, he had a bit of gentlemanly aura, which scared those naughty kids into behave themselves.

Aunt Bai also said: "The Second Young Master has taught well, and it is obvious that he is a scholar."

After finishing his speech that day, Su Fengzhang returned home and drank some hot water to moisten his throat as usual.

The water was brought to him by Su Huihui. The little girl was much more perceptive than her third brother.

After taking a sip of water, Su Fengzhang pulled the two children in front of him and said with a smile, "It's been half a month. Lan Zhang, Huihui, you two must work hard. Let's see who will come out on top."

"That must be me." Su Lanzhang said proudly.

Su Huihui said unconvincedly, "It's not time yet, and we don't know who will win."

"Oh, Huihui is getting better at speaking." Su Fengzhang praised with a smile.

After sending the two children away, Su Fengzhang began his day's review. He had become accustomed to reviewing the day's knowledge before going to bed every day, and falling asleep with cultural dreams, so that his memory would be more profound.

After lying down one day, Su Fengzhang suddenly remembered the useless faucet.

Because the faucet was so useless and the dripping speed was worrying, Su Fengzhang gave it up after two days of enjoyment.

When I went in to take a look, I found that the deep bowl was actually two-thirds full.

It took more than half a month to complete two-thirds of the work, and this speed is really worrying.

Su Fengzhang thought about it, then took it out and drank it in one gulp. It must be said that although the dripping speed was slow, the taste was really good, just like the famous advertisement in his previous life. The mountain spring water was a little sweet, and after drinking it, he felt refreshed both physically and mentally.

He put the deep bowl back in, planning to drink more when he had more, and then lay down to continue sleeping.

This sleep caused problems. Su Fengzhang felt completely awake and refreshed, so much so that he wanted to go out for a long run.

Is there something wrong with the water? He's had it a few times before and it was fine! Or maybe he just drank too much in one go.

Su Fengzhang felt his pulse and didn't know if it was an illusion, but his pulse seemed to be a little slower.

His heart rate should have accelerated in his current condition, but his body's metabolism had slowed down.

He didn't dare wander around the room for fear of waking up his mother who was already asleep next door.

Unable to fall asleep while lying down, Su Fengzhang hesitated for a moment, then got up, lit the lamp, and took out the book.

In the past, he forced himself to become familiar with words, get used to them, and adapt to them, but he always felt a sense of incompatibility brought by the modern world. But at this moment, Su Fengzhang felt like a fish in water.

His IQ seemed to be raised in an instant, his mind was highly concentrated, and his learning efficiency was three or four times that of usual.

Su Fengzhang didn't dare to recite aloud, but he recited faster, more quickly and more accurately than usual when he used multiple senses.

Could this be his golden finger that can greatly enhance the body's learning ability?

Is this temporary, or can it last forever?

Su Fengzhang carried the load until ten in the morning, a full four hours had passed. Even though he hadn't slept all night, he still felt refreshed.

It was already dawn, but the vigorous feeling in his body was still there. Su Fengzhang thought about it, put down the book and walked out.

After saying hello to Madam Wei who had already gotten up to cook, Su Fengzhang trotted out the door.

Going around the back door of their house is the upper reaches of Yuexi River. There are few people coming here, so it does not hinder Su Fengzhang from jogging.

After running for half an hour, Su Fengzhang finally returned to the Su family after dawn. His forehead was covered with sweat, but he was in better spirits than usual and his face was rosy.

Su Zhaoshi had also gotten up. She had been worried, but when she saw him come back, she felt relieved and said with a smile, "Why are you out jogging so early in the morning?"

"I'm thinking about exercising. The imperial examination is hard, so I need to take better care of my body." Su Fengzhang explained with a smile.

This is true. The imperial examination system is very perverted, and those with weak bodies may not be able to survive it. However, the effect of that bowl of water is too good. He stayed up all night reading and got up to run for an hour without feeling tired. The original owner was a person who would gasp for breath after walking for ten minutes.

"Go wash up quickly, you're sweating all over." Su Zhaoshi didn't stop him.

Su Fengzhang walked into the house with a smile, took a towel and started to wash up. As soon as he wiped his face, he was even more surprised, because there was a layer of gray on the originally white face towel.

There couldn't be smog in the air in ancient times, and he had never been to the stove, so where did the ash come from?

As a time traveler, Su Fengzhang absolutely loves cleanliness. Although he doesn't have the conditions to take a shower when it's cold, he washes his face at least twice a day, so there is no way there will be any mud on his face.

Could it be the effect of that bowl of water? Is it cleansing the meridians and marrow?

Thinking of this, Su Fengzhang felt itchy all over. He simply hid in the room and wiped his head. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but there seemed to be mud on his body, but the amount was not much, and he couldn't see it if he just looked down.

Did the bowl of water really have miraculous effects, or was it just his illusion?

Su Fengzhang was puzzled and could only wait until the next time to fill a bowl of water and try again.

It took another half a month to finally fill up half a bowl of water. Su Fengzhang couldn't wait to drink it.

After one sip, I felt refreshed, and after two sips, all my fatigue disappeared. It seemed that my memory improved when I was reading, but the effect was far less shocking than the first time.

I rubbed my cheeks hard, but couldn't see Lao Ni.

Su Fengzhang couldn't tell whether he was disappointed or relieved. He sighed, put the bowl back and continued eating.

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Su Fengzhang: I feel like I've been given a shot of chicken blood