Author: Tao Gepo

the next day.

Got up early in the morning.

I had a bowl of porridge. This porridge is relatively cheap. It only costs 2 cents.

"Sir, we also have good tea here. Would you like to have a cup? It will undoubtedly be a great enjoyment to have a cup of fragrant and good tea in the morning."

The child is still working hard to recommend it.

"Okay, then give me a drink."

Zhejiang is very suitable for growing tea and has many famous teas.

Soon, the waiter brought over a cup of scalding tea.

Looking at the tea leaves floating on it is very pleasing to the eye.

Runtu didn't know much about tea, but he still felt relaxed and happy smelling the fragrance of the tea.

This is a cup of pearl tea, which can be regarded as the finest tea.

Just a cup of tea and a handful of tea leaves cost me five cents.

Runtu asked curiously: "Xiaoer, how much does one pound of tea cost?"

"One tael of silver."

Upon hearing this, Runtu immediately became energetic.

It's quite expensive to sell.

Wouldn't it be more expensive if it were a better variety?

He thought that if he could grow some tea in his own space, the price would be lower than the market price, so he wouldn't have to worry about not having any buyers.

Tea is also a hard currency, and many people need it.

From the dignitaries to the poor, everyone likes to drink tea, but they drink different varieties.

"Sir, what do you think of this tea?"

"It's very good. The brewed tea is bright and clear, and the aroma is wafting. You will have endless aftertaste after tasting it."

"That's natural. Pearl tea is one of the specialty teas here. Our climate is humid and the soil is rich in nutrients. It is naturally excellent for growing tea trees. The quality is good, and the distribution and size of the tea leaves are very even."

After eating, Runtu was ready to go to school.

It's only about seven o'clock in the morning, there's still a few hours left, there's no rush.

It's just that timing is a bit troublesome.

I thought it would be nice to have a pocket watch.

Otherwise, you can only watch the sky, watch the sun rise in the east and set in the west, and rely on your own experience to make sure that the time difference is not too big.

When we arrived at the school, almost half of the people came, but Brother Xun hadn't come yet.

Runtu took out the book and continued to review it.

I have memorized everything yesterday, and now I will deepen my impression.

The husband wants to check that it is only the second day of class and there should be no mistakes.

He was still a little scared when he looked at his teacher's pointer.

The thug felt very distressed.

He experienced it in his previous life.

The pain that touches the soul.

Now that I have been reborn, and I still have cheats, I don’t want to have the experience of being beaten again.

After a while, the gentleman came over.

It's almost time for class.

But Brother Xun hasn't come yet at this time.

Runtu was a little anxious. The popular saying nowadays is respecting teachers. If you are late or absent from class, the impact will be quite big. At least you will be slapped by the teacher, and you will be slapped again by your family after you go home.

There were only a few students in total, and Mr. Jinggo saw an empty table at a glance.

He knew that was Brother Xun's seat.

Asked: "Did Brother Xun come today? Did he go to the toilet?"

In his impression, none of his students would dare to be late and absent from class.

Brother Xun is more playful, so maybe he can really do it, and I'm still a little angry thinking about it.

Mr. Jingwu: "Runtu, you are friends with Brother Xun, do you know where he went?"

Runtu stood up, shook his head and replied, "Sir, I don't know."

After waiting for about five minutes, it seems that the class has not started officially yet.

I was very angry.

After waiting for a while, class officially started, and I calmed down.

After about ten minutes, Brother Xun returned to the school, looking like he was running here out of breath.

The husband looked at Brother Xun very angrily. In his opinion, Brother Xun was a very smart person, but he just wasn’t that interested in learning. As a teacher, what he hopes most is that his students can become talented, and he wants to use his own

His efforts have changed the fate of the students. Seeing that he dares to be late, isn’t it that he is ready to give up his future and walk step by step into the abyss? Seeing that the students do not learn to learn and give up on themselves, the teacher himself feels that he has a great responsibility and is angry with himself.

It is impossible to teach every student well.

Mr. Jingwu took out the ruler.

He rarely uses this gadget.

Even when students sometimes failed to complete their studies, he rarely used it, and even if he did, it would only be a symbolic slap, but this late incident was a bit nasty.

"Brother Xun, your home is only over a hundred steps away from Sanwei Bookstore, and yet you are still late. Stretch out your hand."

Brother Xun extended his white and tender palm very cooperatively.

Runtu looked at his hand, and then at his own hand. He could immediately see the difference between a young master from the city and a country man. There were some yellow and hard calluses on his palm.

The gentleman showed no mercy. When he lowered the ruler, a crisp sound came out immediately.

All the students were a little scared.

Runtu's heart also skipped a beat, how painful it must be. In Runtu's heart, the power of this ruler touched the soul, and he was scared to look at it.

Fortunately, it just hit me a little bit.

But just this one blow made Brother Xun's palms burn.

It looked a little red.

I guess even an adult wouldn't want to go through this.

Teacher: "Continue the class. You must have prepared what you were asked to recite yesterday. Brother Xun, you recite it first."

He wanted to test Brother Xun's homework first. He was late today. If he couldn't recite it, he would have to give him another ruler.

Fortunately, Brother Xun's recitation was not very fluent, but he finally memorized everything without any mistakes.

There are more than a hundred words and only a few sentences. It is quite easy to memorize them all.

The husband's mood improved a little, "Next, Runtu."

Runtu stood up. He had prepared for a long time yesterday and naturally recited it very smoothly.

There were only nine students in the private school, and soon every student was checked by the teacher.

There is only one who is not very good at reciting.

Today's gentleman is angry.

At other times, you might not be punished for not reciting it, but not today.

He held the ruler directly at the student who had not recited it.

It's just that the force of the attack is much lighter.

I still feel a bit more painful, which is incomparable to Brother Xun's pain.

The class lasted for about half an hour, and then the teacher left.

Let the student practice the calligraphy by himself, and he will check it later.

Runtu prepared the brushes and everything.

He knew all these traditional Chinese characters, but felt that it would be very troublesome for him to write them.

The same goes for writing brushes. Although they were used in later generations, they were not commonly used. Once the habit of using a hard pen all year round is formed, it will be very troublesome to correct it.
Chapter completed!