Moreover, Xiao's mother and Jiang Sui have already chosen an auspicious day and are preparing to open for business in half a month.
Everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared. At the beginning, we only sell hot and sour noodles, mixed sweet potato skins, mashed potato noodles, fried dumplings, plus fried rice.
This fried rice is not ordinary egg fried rice. Jiang Sui will add diced carrots, diced bacon, and pickles to it.
Yangzhou fried rice requires peas and ham, which was difficult to make in ancient times, so Jiang Sui improved it.
This fried rice will be sold at a higher price, after all, rice is expensive. She has done a market survey and found that there is no store selling fried rice in the market.
When the business is stable, she will also make casserole sweet potato noodles, so that her competitors will be able to copy her faster than she can keep up with the speed of her innovation. When it comes to food, she has all kinds of ideas.
God is very kind to us. It has been sunny for several days. The sweet potato vermicelli is drying quickly. In another half a month, we don’t have to worry about anything. We just need to prepare all the seasonings!
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It was Xiao Hechuan's first day at the academy. When he entered Baiyun Academy, he was very familiar with every tree and blade of grass, every brick and tile. There were many familiar faces, all of whom were people from his previous life. Most of them had laughed at him and made things difficult for him.
When I see them again now, they are still the same people, but their moods are very different. The emotions in their eyes towards me are mostly envy and unwillingness to accept.
The best students in those academies have been trying their best to compete with him.
From then on, Xiao Hechuan did not only attend Mr. Zhongyun's classes. Mr. Zhongyun would take time out to give him private lessons for half an hour every day. However, the teacher did not want him to pay tribute to the emperor alone. The only requirement was that he must get an A in the monthly academy examination, otherwise he would be punished.
As for what the punishment will be, it is unknown.
Ye Congwen gave him a scroll, which listed the teacher's lectures at what time each day. Each student had five classes a day and was required to attend them without absence.
Moreover, Baiyun Academy is divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D, and he took the A-level class schedule.
In other words, all his classmates in the future will be top students in the college, and the competition pressure will be very high.
In his previous life, he also arranged for himself to be ranked A, and if nothing unexpected happens, it should still be those people.
As soon as you enter the Class A classroom, you can feel the serious and earnest atmosphere. Everyone comes early and studies with their books. Ye Congwen specially arranges Xiao Hechuan's seat very close to the front, and on his desk are all the textbooks he needs to learn this year.
He had already paid this year's tuition, so the college would naturally prepare these textbooks for him. There were two tall piles, brand new, and neatly placed there.
But you have to bring your own four treasures of the study, such as pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
What he brought with him were the four treasures of the study and the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone that Su Yanqing had given him.
Jiang Sui was so worried that he spent a lot of money to buy him several rolls of rice paper, just because he was afraid that he would be inferior to others in the academy.
Xiao Hechuan really enjoyed the feeling of being valued and cared for by his wife. He felt very happy and proud.
No matter what others say about his Jiang Sui, whether they say she is vulgar or illiterate, he does not think she is embarrassing him, because he knows in his heart how outstanding his wife is. She is a secret treasure, mysterious but her brilliance cannot be hidden.
She will definitely use practical actions to prove to everyone how excellent and unique she is.
As soon as Xiao Hechuan entered the classroom, everyone looked at him. In fact, most of the people here came here for the purpose of obtaining an official title. Those who had made things difficult for him and laughed at him in his previous life were those who were idle and idle. The students here had worked hard enough studying hard every day and only wanted to obtain an official title. They had no time to care about other people's affairs.
Despite this, they chose to keep their distance from him and not deal with him because of many rumors, so he didn't communicate much with them.
Except for one person, Qi Xiuyuan.
Not surprisingly, he will still be his deskmate in this life.
As soon as Xiao Hechuan sat down, he found that this guy was still the same, always acting like everyone owed him eight hundred taels.
In fact, he is a tsundere who speaks in a hostile manner but acts in a righteous manner.
Just as Xiao Hechuan sat down and was organizing his textbooks, he was handed a piece of paper with a policy essay he had copied on it.
"Ahem, Xiao Hechuan, right? I heard that your handwriting is very good. Take a look at my handwriting. How do you think it is?"
Qi Xiuyuan loves calligraphy, he is almost obsessed with it. In his previous life, he also took part in the imperial examination with me and was on the list, ranking ninth as a Jinshi. However, he really made a name for himself in calligraphy in his later years and became a famous calligrapher in his thirties.
This unique font has attracted countless imitators, and each copy is worth a fortune.
Qi Xiuyuan read Xiao Hechuan's handwritten poem. To be honest, he had never been able to defeat anyone in Baiyun Academy when it came to calligraphy. Until he saw Xiao Hechuan's handwriting, he suddenly became interested. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he was indeed better than himself.
But unfortunately, I am a very proud person. I want to ask for advice humbly, but I can't pretend to be willing to do so.
Qi Xiuyuan was Xiao Hechuan's only good friend in Baiyun Academy in his previous life. He was the only one willing to talk to him and deal with him. Sometimes, he would go in and out with him regardless of other people's eyes, eat and drink with him, and share his innermost feelings with him.
He has a very rebellious nature. The more you look down on someone, the more I want to play with him.
At first, I felt that he was very pitiful and no one paid any attention to him. But after getting to know him better, I realized that he is really capable and does not rely on anyone at all. Even without the Ye family, he would be equally outstanding.
In his previous life, after he died, this guy drank in his own mourning hall for three days. He couldn't be driven away and he kept crying and laughing.
Seeing him, Xiao Hechuan felt a lot of emotions. He took his letter, glanced at it casually, and wanted to tease him.
"It's just average. I need to practice for a few more years!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Xiuyuan's face fell instantly. He looked at Xiao Hechuan, pursing his lips tightly, and one could seem to hear the sound of him gritting his teeth.
Ah, this is the taste, it’s so right.
Xiao Hechuan was very happy at this.
Qi Xiuyuan really wanted to retort, but he didn't have the confidence. The fact was that he couldn't compare with the other person, so he got angry, snatched back his policy paper, and sulked alone.
Xiao Hechuan was in a good mood, but he didn't want to really offend him, otherwise, with his temper, he would probably be annoyed for a long time.
"I think it's probably because of your pen. If you think about changing a pen, maybe it will have a different effect."
This was the case in his previous life. Qi Xiuyuan was stuck on calligraphy for a long time. He always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Later he found out that it was because of the pen.
In this life, Xiao Hechuan should be kind enough to tell him in advance. Just consider it as a good deed so that this guy won't be so stubborn!
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