The next day, as soon as the sky turned pale, Xiao Lei got up.
He went to the kitchen to make breakfast for his wife.
"Kids?"
"I'll make breakfast today, you guys go down."
"yes."
How could a person who has lived here for so many years not be able to cook? It’s just that he has no talent for cooking, so how would you describe the taste?
If you can master it, don't force anything else.
Zhao Dashu looked at the breakfast on the table unhappy. He and his wife had exercised for more than an hour last night and woke up hungry in the morning. He had wanted to eat something to eat, but this was the result?
"Who are you trying to fool? What the hell is this?"
The servant knelt down in fear, "Master, I'm sorry, how about we do it again? Today's breakfast..."
"Dad, I made breakfast today," Xiao Lei said a little embarrassedly. In the past, he didn't have high requirements when eating alone, and he was happy with whatever he could get into his mouth.
I haven't cooked for several days since I moved into the Zhao family. All my energy was focused on studying. Apart from occasionally helping out with grilling, I never entered the kitchen.
The breakfast he made today was simple: white rice porridge, which luckily was not burnt due to the low fire, boiled eggs, steamed cornbread made of white flour, and a cold dish of pickled vegetables he brought from home.
He could tell from everyone's expressions that they were not satisfied. Actually, he only wanted to cook for his wife, but he felt embarrassed not to cook for them since they all lived together.
Uh, does my wife still want to eat?
"You did it?"
Zhao Dashu wanted to ask him if he had lost his mind. Why did he get up so early in the morning to make breakfast? There was no need to torture them so much, right?
"You're up so early?"
"Well, I thought I'd be going to the academy soon, and I didn't know if I'd have time to spend with you guys when I got busy, so I got up early and made breakfast."
Zhao Xiaoyu felt sweet in her heart. Breakfast was made for her, right?
Hehe, although it's a bit simple, but why eat greasy food so early in the morning? It's good to cleanse your stomach.
"Dad, isn't plain porridge good? Aren't eggs delicious? When did you become so picky?"
Since his daughter had spoken, Zhao Dashu naturally didn't dare to continue to despise her.
"No, no, I thought it was made in the kitchen." He lowered his head and took a sip of porridge. "Xiao Lei, your porridge is quite thick. At least it's not mushy. It's not bad."
Is this... a compliment?
"Dad and Mom, eat more."
Qian Laifu's eyes rolled. Xiao Lei cooked it for his wife, right? They benefited from Xiaoyu's help.
When I picked up the bowl and ate the porridge, it was really sticky. I was afraid it would become mushy if I cooked it any longer.
He is actually good at cooking, because his grandfather is really bad at cooking and always wastes the food he cooks, so he learned it himself.
After the family became rich, she cooked even more attentively. If she didn't understand something, she would go to the Zhao family to ask several times. After buying someone, she even learned from them for a while.
His craftsmanship is much better than Xiao Lei's.
She stared at the bowl and smiled, and decided to prepare a good meal for everyone another day so that Lihua could see how good her fiancé's cooking skills were.
Who said that you have to tempt the stomach first before you can tempt the heart?
Xiao Lei's skills can attract Sister Xiaoyu, so how can Lihua resist him?
hehe! ! !
"Why are you smiling so lasciviously?"
Lihua blinked her round eyes. There was something wrong with her fiancé today. Could he have gotten stupid after being bumped around on the road?
"Cough cough..." The white porridge choked into Qian Lai Fu's trachea and he kept coughing.
Lihua quickly stood up and patted his back. He was choked to death right after getting engaged. Wouldn't she be branded as a jinx in the future?
"What's wrong with you?"
"fine."
Scared by you, you actually called him a slut? How could a girl say such a thing?
Zhao Xiaoyu felt guilty. Lihua learned this from her. Her mother used to say that Xiao Lei was steady, but she said that this kind of introverted man might be lustful at heart.
As a result, she was scolded by her mother, and Lihua remembered it.
Song also felt that the word sounded familiar. After thinking for a long time, her face turned dark. The older girl taught the younger girl bad things... No, the younger girl was obedient and disobeyed. What did she remember?
I'll teach him a lesson after dinner.
Everyone ate a feast after which the whole family accompanied Xiao Lei to register.
Mr. Qian said that he had never been to a large academy and wanted to take his grandson to broaden his horizons. Lihua thought that anywhere would be fine as long as he was not at home.
Zhao Dashu wanted to see his teacher, but Song was simply worried.
Just registered and went with two carriages.
The best academy in the city is actually not that difficult to get into. You just have to pay money. The tuition fee is quite expensive, ten taels of silver a month. This alone can discourage a lot of people. My goodness, the tuition fee is more than one hundred taels of silver a year, not to mention other expenses.
Add to that the thought that it takes several years, who in an ordinary family can bear it?
The students' grades also depend on their scores. Students ranked below 50 will not be accepted. Students with exceptionally good grades can have their tuition reduced or even waived, and their room and board will be provided.
Of course, this is difficult and one has to pass the academy’s separate examination.
Zhao Dashu touched his nose, so even if he wanted to study, he was not qualified, right?
Is this offensive? We're all scholars, so why do we look down on those who rank lower? Their grades aren't fake, are they?
He can start studying tomorrow after registering, but he has to find a way to catch up with the parts he falls behind. The academy cannot repeat the classes he has taken just for him.
Otherwise he would study in the next class.
Xiao Lei said that if he couldn't keep up, he would find a way to get extra lessons. He wanted to be in the same class with the teacher so that he would feel more at ease with the teacher taking care of him.
He was actually quite nervous about coming to the academy. Most people started their education at a very young age, and he must be the only one who started late in life and would be the last to start.
He was not afraid of the Tongsheng examination, as he felt that he could pass it due to his real ability. Perhaps passing the Xiucai examination was more about luck?
He felt that his own talent and learning were not yet up to par. If he, whose enlightenment was late, wanted to compete with the others, he would have to work ten or even a hundred times harder than the average person.
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