The provincial school opened on the second day. When Wang Yu arrived, Chen Yanwen and the others were already in the classroom, and Song Boyan was copying books. It turned out that this top student never missed a single moment.
Since his mother came to the provincial capital, he did not return to the village during this holiday. During the busy farming season, his mother asked several people from the village to harvest together, and then rented a few acres of land to the villagers for farming, and just collected some rent every year. Since both mother and son were not in the village, it was indeed better to rent it to others.
According to Chen Yanwen, he spent every day in the library during the holidays studying and copying books. Chen Yanwen sighed and said that he could not do such a thing. In fact, it was not the case. Influenced by Song Xueba, Chen Yanwen was much more diligent than before. After all, Class A was full of people who only focused on reading the books of sages. He couldn't be too lazy, and of course the teacher would not let you be lazy.
Wang Yu nodded, and Chen Yanwen said mysteriously, "I brought some snacks today, including the cake you mentioned. Shall we try it at noon?"
Wang Yu's eyes lit up. He actually made it?
The teacher has been checking the students' homework all day today, and then giving instructions one by one. Fortunately, everyone has passed, and the teachers of each subject are also pleased. Their class is much easier to manage than other classes. The students are very conscientious in completing their homework, and no one is lazy or slacking off.
Class B is relatively better. Class C is full of young masters who don't study hard and are sent to the academy to control their temper. Every time they do their homework, they either write it casually, ask others to write it for them, or simply don't do it. They are not afraid of being punished with a ruler. They are all thicker-skinned than city walls.
When Wang Yu went to the cafeteria after school at noon, he actually saw several students wearing homemade clothes.
When the three of them were taking a break after dinner, Chen Yanwen took out some snacks and invited all the students in the classroom to try them. This was what Wang Yu reminded him of during dinner.
After spending the past few months together, they became familiar with each other, and it wasn't the first time they shared food. Ding Yao and the others didn't hesitate to come forward and each took a piece.
Ding Yao: "This snack is good. Is it made in Brother Chen's shop?"
Zhao Shirui took a bite of the cream and asked, "What is this made of? It tastes so smooth and fragrant."
Chen Yanwen nodded and explained to them that this was a cake, to be eaten on birthdays, and one could make a wish on it. Whoever had a birthday would be given a cake.
The others nodded in agreement, thanked Chen Yanwen, and said, "This cake is indeed delicious. This is the cream you mentioned, right? It's smooth and soft, and has a nice aroma. Girls and children will probably like it."
"It happens that my mother's birthday is this month. I'll buy one then. I think she will like it."
Several other Wenyans also nodded.
It turns out that sharing delicious food can bring people closer together. After eating, the classroom was filled with a rich aroma of cake. Several people quickly opened the window to dissipate the smell, otherwise they would be scolded if the teacher knew that they were eating in the classroom.
Wang Yu asked Chen Yanwen to bring some every day and send them to his teacher. Although they were in two different classrooms, they still communicated with each other on a regular basis. Cui Hao often asked Wang Yu for advice on mathematics, and they had a good relationship.
Wang Yu only found out later that Cui Hao was the son of Fu Zun's family. No wonder Fang Mucheng didn't say anything after he said a few words in the game of tossing pots that day. It turned out that he was the son of his father's immediate superior.
However, even after knowing this, Wang Yu still interacted with him like an ordinary classmate, which led to Cui Hao liking to look for him more and more. Of course, there was also a follower named Xiao Ming. Cui Hao's cousin was rather shy and basically just listened to them talk and rarely spoke.
"Hey, Brother Wang, wait for me."
For example, right now, after Wang Yu had separated from Chen Yanwen and the others, he heard Cui Hao calling him from behind. Wang Yu stopped and waited for him. When he arrived, he asked, "Brother Cui, what can I do for you?"
He didn't want to be forced to discuss problems after school every day. Wouldn't it be better to go home and talk to his husband?
Cui Hao: "I heard you opened a clothing store?"
Wang Yu thought, "Did you hear about the shop?" Who told you that?
Cui Hao didn't hear Wang Yu's thoughts, but he cleared up his confusion. "That's not very nice. Why didn't they invite me to the opening ceremony? It was Zhang Siyuan who told me that."
Cui Hao knew Zhang Siyuan? That's right, the big merchants in the prefectural capital also had dealings with the government, so it wouldn't be a big deal for him to know the son of the prefect's family. But Wang Yu was wrong. They knew each other in the capital.
But she still explained to Cui Hao: "My husband runs a small shop, and I'm embarrassed to tell you about this. So I'll make you two sets of clothes later to make up for it."
"I'm not in need of a couple of dresses. It would be fine if you could go to some music with me, but I know you don't like going to those places, so I won't make it difficult for you." He added, "Zhang Siyuan said your clothes are very novel and unique. If you can help me make two sets for my mother, I'll forgive you."
After hearing this, Wang Yu felt a little ashamed and guilty. From the time they spent together, it seemed that Cui Hao did not have the bad habits of a young master from a wealthy family. He was more sincere in his dealings with others. After knowing that he was a noble son of the mansion, although they got along like ordinary classmates, he did not intend to have a close friendship. Besides, Wang Yu was not a person who would easily confide in others.
Thinking of this, Wang Yu said, "Okay, I'll have someone do it properly. Tomorrow I'll bring you some snacks to apologize. You've never tasted them before."
"Then it's settled. Remember to bring it tomorrow. Zhang Siyuan also mentioned that dim sum place, but I haven't had time to buy it yet."
Wang Yu wondered why Zhang Siyuan told him everything. Are they close? If Cui Hao could hear Wang Yu's thoughts, he would admit that they were indeed close.
"Alas, no one has accompanied me to listen to music recently. Zhang Siyuan has returned to the capital."
Hearing his complaints, Wang Yu raised an eyebrow. "Back to the capital?" The Zhang family was in the capital. He had thought the Zhang family was in the prefectural capital. The Zhang family was even richer than he had imagined. Could they really be royal relatives?
"You can also go with Brother Xiao."
Cui Hao quickly waved his hand, glanced at his cousin next to him and said, "No, if my mother finds out I took him to that kind of place, she'll break her legs."
...Aren’t you afraid that your mother will break her legs if you go with someone else?
Perhaps sensing what Wang Yu was about to say, he explained, "My cousin has been in poor health since he was young. Mother only wants me to take good care of him at the prefectural school and doesn't allow me to take him out to play."
"Then listen to your mother and go back to spend more time with your wife, children and mother." Wang Yu knew that Cui Hao was not the kind of person who played around. He did not usually visit prostitutes. He just liked to listen to music like Zhang Siyuan.
When Cui Hao heard Wang Yu say this, he laughed and said, "Alas, you are younger than me, but why do you speak like an elder?"
Hearing this, Xiao Ming also laughed.
“…”No, I’m actually older than you.
The three of them talked as they walked and separated after they reached the gate of the provincial school.
After returning, I told Cheng Chen about making clothes for the prefect's wife, and also made two pieces for Cui Hao and Xiao Ming. The clothes for Zhang Siyuan, Chen Yanwen and Song Boyan that I mentioned before should be ready soon.
At night, Wang Yu lay in bed thinking about the clothes of the prefect's wife, which required some thought. After all, she was the number one in the circle of prefectural ladies and a benchmark of fashion. She had to make her clothes eye-catching. Wang Yu planned to ask the bookstore to print some dressing guides and send them to her when the time came.
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