The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Chapter 61

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When saying 'too wonderful', Chen Xiran put down his pen and probed his head over.

Mr. Song rarely blamed him, but said, "Chen Xiran, come and taste this poem."

Mr. Song actually used the word 'taste', which shows that the praise for Li Jin's idyllic poem is not generally high.

This poem is described by Li Jin from his own perspective, telling the story of the end of farming, and taking his family to climb a mountain to pray for blessings, without using any ingenious sentences, as if writing a diary.

Li Jin felt that it was nothing to him. From the beginning, he focused on the 'gorgeous' rhythm poem and wanted to use this poem to make up for it.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Song painted his poem full of circles, and the number of words that needed to be revised was more than his original number.

And this idyllic poem he made casually was so valued by Mr. Song.

This may be 'unintentionally inserting willows and willows'.

After Chen Xiran read it, he actually applauded.

"This poem seems plain, but the mood expressed in it makes me admire very much.

It's not to pretend to have no desires, but to say that people have to work hard to live better and better. "

While the idea is also plain and simple, it goes well with the idyllic.

It is easy to stand out among the poems that are in a hurry and miss old friends and relatives.

Mr. Song said, "Li Jin, write your name here, and I'll send someone to hang this poem in the teahouse."

Although Li Jin didn't understand, he still agreed. He knew that before the Tongsheng exam, the more famous the candidates, the better. After all, the county exam was assessed by the magistrate.

In many similar examination papers, a person's reputation determines whether he can become the desk leader!

After Mr. Song left, Chen Xiran explained, "You weren't in the town yesterday, so I'm afraid you didn't know that every Chongyang teahouse in our town would put up poems written by the people around you. I also saw Huang Xiucai's students hanging up. I have read my own poems, and Mr. Storyteller will read them to everyone."

Li Jin said, "What about your poems? Can't you write them soon?"

Chen Xiran: "...I can't hold it back. Even if I follow the routine you said, it's not as clever as your quatrain."

Li Jin was also very helpless about this, so he could only continue to write silently. Leave Chen Xiran to do the question alone, not right, hold back the poem.

After another half an hour, Mr. Song did not give Chen Xiran any time. He began to explain the writing requirements of Baguwen.

"Now you don't have much time left, I'll explain it to you two in the future (10:30 in the morning), and the students next door are reading silently.

But in exchange, after the two of you have finished their silence, you have to fix the typo before you can go back. "

Li Jin and Chen Xiran were of course overjoyed!

Before Li Jin was worried that he had been self-studying so much, Mr. Song taught them very little time every day, and he would not be able to learn a lot in the end.

But as soon as Mr. Song said these words, the big stone hanging in Li Jin's heart was also put down.

However, the consequence of this was that when the class was over, Li Jin was already hungry and his chest was on his back.

Chen Xiran invited him to dinner, but Li Jin could not refuse. Although he had potatoes and eggs in the basket, he was too hungry and had to drink some porridge to nourish his stomach.

Chen Xiran said, "I'll prepare some cakes tomorrow. Let's eat them before Mr. lectures, so that we won't be so hungry."

Li Jin agreed: "Then I'll bring some meat patties made by my wife."

Chen Xiran nodded wildly, he still remembers the wild salad salad made by Li Jin's husband! Really fragrant.

After Li Jin finished eating, he went to buy candy bars. This kind of candy bars were 20 cents a pound, and the price was fair.

He saw a new pastry shop opened in the town, and Li Jin bought delicate silver filigree candies and peach cakes.

Silver Silk Candy, also known as Dragon Beard Candy, is made of sugar gum, peanuts, sesame seeds and coconut.

It is rumored that there was an emperor who made a private visit and loved the silver candy in the market. So it was renamed Dragon Beard Candy.

It cost 60 cents for two packs of dim sum, but Li Jin didn't feel bad at all.

Everything that can make the young man happy, he feels that it is worth the money.

Later, Li Jin went to Xinglintang to buy Jiao Sanxian and Divine Comedy. These two kinds of medicinal materials are very common and extremely cheap. They are one of the ingredients for making big hawthorn pills.

Zhou Gui was very puzzled: "Doctor Li, do you only want these two medicinal materials?"

Li Jin said: "Well, I have recently been making a pill-shaped medicine that can be taken orally. Once it is prepared, it can treat symptoms such as indigestion and abdominal support, and of course it can be appetizing. It prevents patients from drinking Chinese medicine."

When Doctor Wu heard this, he quickly asked, "Do you know how to make medicine?"

Li Jin felt that the word 'refining' was a bit overused, and he was not an alchemist...

Li Jin said: "It is a very common pill, and the diseases it can treat are limited, and there are many symptoms to avoid."

Doctor Wu murmured to himself: "It's really refining medicine..."

Li Jin said that he could not explain it any longer.

Doctor Wu hurriedly pulled Li Jin: "Can you sell it in Xinglintang after you finish the practice? I'll go tell the shopkeeper about this."

Li Jin stopped Doctor Wu: "I just have a rough idea now. If it can be made, of course, it will be sold in Xinglintang. How about waiting for me to make it in two days and bring it over for you to check?"

Doctor Wu naturally agreed, he had no doubt that Li Jin could refine medicine.

After all, Li Jin's medical skills are much higher than his, and the recipes Zhou Gui recites are all left by Li Jin.

After going back, Li Jin saw that the red beans were almost soaked, so he put them in a pot and boiled them. After they were cooked, they were fried and mixed with sugar to make a sticky red bean paste.

The other pot is used to cook the sugar cubes.

Qin Muwen fed the little buns and put them on the inside of the bed, and sat in the yard with Li Jin to core the hawthorn.

Li Jin said: "I want to make sugar candied haws for you and ask you to help to de-nucleate it. It really shouldn't be."

Qin Muwen looked at Li Jin, his eyebrows curved: "I'd be happy to have wages."

"What is wages?"

"Silver candy and peach cake! Thank you husband."

Li Jin was stunned, the stick in his hand poked directly into his hand, leaving a red mark.

This was the first time the boy called his husband.

I used to call him Ajin before.

After Qin Muwen blurted out the word husband, he turned his face away, but the tips of his red ears revealed his shyness.

He thought that it was because he was afraid before that he didn't call him Xianggong or husband, but since yesterday, his heart has been filled with these two titles.

Accidentally, he said it.

Li Jin had previously felt that the titles of Xianggong, husband and official were sticky and not suitable for men to call between men.

But when he heard this from the young man, it was like fireworks were blooming in his mind, and even when he came back to his senses, he directly pulled the person into his arms, and the bullied his eyes were slightly red before he put it back.

As a result, the work efficiency of the two of them was low to a certain extent.

Qin Muwen's flat almond eyes and tails were blushing as if they were dyed with rouge, but they were clearer than the best rouge color.

"Good, call again."

Qin Muwen pursed his lips and didn't dare to make a sound. He, he was worried that A Jin would ignore the things in the kitchen and take him back to the house to take a shower.

But he never directly resisted A Jin's words, so he whispered: "Call at night, okay?"

Li Jin couldn't help but held him in his arms and kissed him again. How could his husband be so cute.

But he was like a villain who had seized the young man of a good family, and said: "Then there is more than this name, and there is more than this sentence."

Qin Muwen's face turned pale, but he was still obedient and said, "Okay."

It was only three kilograms of hawthorn. The two of them quickly removed the core. It happened that the red beans were also cooked. Li Jin wrapped the red beans with clean burlap at home, squeezed out the water, and smashed them into a bowl.

The water in the pot of sugar cubes was changed several times until the impurities evaporated a lot, and then boiled to a pale yellow syrup.

Li Jin first strung eight hawthorns with the prepared vitex, and the cores in the middle of the first and last ones were too small, so that they were not easy to fall off.

Then he quickly rolled the hawthorn in the syrup and placed it on the prepared white porcelain plate.

"My little long-term worker, this is the extra salary for today."

Qin Muwen held the plate, sniffed the sweet taste of sugar on it, and showed a smile of 'this long-term worker wants to sell his body to you', which made Li Jin couldn't help pinching his cheek.

There is flesh on the face, and it is really comfortable to pinch.

Chang Gong was bought by a string of candied haws and left happily.

The Hawthorn Lijin from this house has a moderate acidity, and it won't break down when you eat it directly, not to mention that it is covered with a layer of syrup, and the teenager can't stop after eating one.

He was afraid that he would swallow the second one too, so he hurriedly went to feed Li Jin one, until Li Jin said he was going to make big hawthorn pills, Qin Muwen went out again with a plate.

There is a jar of mashed garlic made of stone at home. I haven't eaten garlic for a long time recently, and it has no taste in it. Li Jin plans to use this first to try to mash the hawthorn to make some big hawthorn pills.

After all, if you want to do it all, you have to borrow a bigger pestle.

Qin Muwen thought while eating that A Jin didn't usually have a specific favorite dish, and the taste was always bland.

He worked hard to cook a lot of dishes before. Although A Jin ate them all, he didn't seem to like them very much.

He wants to cook A Jin's favorite dishes.

A Jin is too good to himself, and he likes everything.

But he didn't know what A Jin liked and didn't like. Qin Muwen felt that he was so useless that he couldn't even find out these things.

When the sun went down, Li Jin had already made 30 big hawthorn pills, and the red bean paste was also fried with maltose.

Li Jin looked at the still moist hawthorn pills, and placed them on a plate. They would be dried by tomorrow morning, and he could also take them to Xinglintang to sell them.

It's good for someone to buy it, so that you can also receive a little feedback, and then decide whether you want to buy more hawthorn.

The teenager took over the job of washing the pot, and then cooked noodles for Li Jin.

On it lies a poached egg and a few green vegetable leaves.

Then Li Jin went to practice calligraphy, paint, and calligraphy.

Qin Muwen was sitting in the yard, holding the red bean paste jar that Li Jin had fried, watching Li Jin's figure reflected in the study window, and scooping a spoonful of red bean paste into his mouth after a while.

It's really delicious, the aroma of caramel and beans are perfectly blended together, and it looks like it has been fried for a long time.

It wasn't until Li Jin turned off the lights that Qin Muwen suddenly realized that he had eaten half of the bean paste.

He looked at the half-pot of bean paste that was left, and a sudden guilt rose in his heart.

Although Ah Jin buys candy for herself, she doesn't allow herself to eat so much candy at night!

Qin Muwen quickly put the jar back, and then went to brush his teeth and take a bath.

Just as Li Jin came to draw water, he asked, "Wenwen, are you waiting for me to take a bath together?"