When the Xiantong Academy was mentioned, the shopkeeper immediately became excited, and his face showed envy, saying, "Isn't that true? Xiantong Academy is the largest academy in our city in Xuzhou. There were hundreds of people who passed the imperial examinations in the past, and all the rich young masters were studying in the public. How could their vision be wrong? Master, look at this Tao inkstone, this quality and the background, one in a hundred!"

Wang Ping'an, it's only been many years since the establishment of the Tang Dynasty. There are only a few Jinshi in one subject. In the past few years, there are not necessarily hundreds of Jinshi in the country. I also said that there are so many Jinshi students from Xiantong Academy. This is a big boast!

He took the inkstone and said, "How much does this cost? If it is too expensive, I won't buy it!"

The shop clerk smiled and said, "It's not expensive, the price of the small shop is the most reasonable. This good pottery inkstone is only sold for 120 guan, and it is authentic and affordable!"

Ding Danruo said with a loud voice, his eyes widened and he whispered: "One hundred and twenty guan is not expensive. If you go to buy rice, it will be enough for a family of ten to eat for three years."

"Miss is wrong. This is an inkstone, one of the four treasures of the study, how can it be compared with Mi!" The shop assistant said again: "This pottery inks sold very quickly. It was bought by the young masters of Xiantong Academy yesterday, and they were all at this price."

Wang Ping'an shook his head and said, "No, right? I just entered Xiantong Academy to study, but I have never seen any classmates use this kind of inkstone!"

The shopkeeper was stunned, grabbed his hair and said, "Young Master said he had just entered Xiantong Academy? No, in previous years, Xiantong Academy no longer accepted students at this time. How did you get in?"

"I, I started studying in another college, and then transferred to Xiantong." Wang Ping'an said casually, and he looked at the pottery inkstone again. If the students in the largest college in Xuzhou City all use this precious utensil, then this college must be exaggerated and strong, and it would be better if they didn't study in such a college.

After hearing this, the shopkeeper believed it, and he, a shopkeeper, could not ask the details about transferring schools. He took the pottery inkstone from Wang Ping'an and said, "Since the young master is studying in Xiantong College, the villain doesn't have to change you...you, the villain will give you something else!"

Wang Ping'an smiled slightly and said, "You just treated me as a fat sheep!"

The shop clerk laughed dryly and said, "How dare you, the little man? You are joking." But the expression on his face was: Yes, I just treated you as a fat sheep, so I cut the knife!

This time, the shopkeeper took out a rectangular wooden box and opened it. It contained a complete set of four treasures of the stationery. This set of stationery is well-made, but not luxurious at all, and looks very simple. He said: "Young Master, this set is the conventional utensils of Xiantong Academy. Although it looks average, it is very useful."

Wang Ping'an saw two inkstones inside, one big and one small. He took out the small one and saw that the inkstone was covered, only half a palm-sized size, not heavy in weight, and was quite light and fluttering.

The shop assistant explained: "This small ink cartridge is carried with you, and it is most convenient to use when going out. Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. This is a famous saying by the head of the hospital, and I believe the young master knows it."

Wang Ping'an nodded and thought to himself: "This is almost the same. You can see the style of a college from the stationery used by the students. I was almost confused by this guy just now." He said: "Yes, I think my classmates use this kind of stationery, so I give me four sets."

"Okay, I'll give you my best!" The shopkeeper was quick-witted and packed four sets, and handed them to Wang Ping'an, saying, "Thank you, two in total!"

Ding Danruo whispered from the side and said angrily: "There are only two stakes of four sets, but the inkstone you sold us just now costs 120 stakes. Fortunately, my young master is alert, otherwise he will have to be fooled by your evil deeds. Aren't you afraid that we will never visit your store again?" He said while paying for it.

The shop assistant smiled and said, "If you bought that inkstone just now, you won't come if you don't come in the future. But now that the young master has bought these four sets of stationery, the small shop will be flattered. I hope the young master will come to take care of the small shop business in the future!"

Wang Ping'an took the stationery and laughed, saying, "A fat sheep, slaughtering it once is enough, but unfortunately you didn't even slaughter it once. To be honest, I'm not a student of Xiantong Academy, and it's the first time I heard the name of this academy, but I really want to go there to see it. Do you show me the way?"

The shopkeeper was stunned, then slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, it turns out that the young master was just talking to me! You want to ask about the location of Xiantong College, which is easy to deal with. The young master went out of my small shop, headed west, met a big intersection, and then turned north, and arrived not far away, so it was very easy to find. But Mr., if you want to enter the academy now, it is probably too late, and you have to wait until the college will recruit students next month."

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Today I will go explore the way, familiarity, whether to enter the academy, let's talk about it later!" He took Ding Danruo out of the stationery store, followed the shopkeeper's instructions and searched all the way.

As the shopkeeper said, Xiantong Academy was not difficult to find, and he arrived soon. I saw that the academy covers a vast area, but it was not so magnificent. It was said that the largest academy in Xuzhou had to be more grand, but the storefront was even more grand. However, Xiantong Academy had a low white wall, and the black paint on the mountain gate was a bit mottled. There was only an old man at the door, sitting on the steps, under a rattan chair, and a teapot in his hand. He was drinking tea while closing his eyes and muttering something.

Ding Danruo said: "Is this the largest academy in our Xuzhou City? It's not as good as ours when you look at this!"

Wang Ping'an stepped onto the steps, came to the old man, and said, "Old sir, ask, is this Xiantong Academy?"

The old man opened his eyes and looked at him, put the teapot to his mouth, took a sip, and nodded, "That's right. Is the young master visiting a friend or want to go inside to study. Please sign up for a friend. If you want to study, come back again on the 16th of the first lunar month next year."

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: "Hey, I'll send me to next year." He said: "It's neither a visiting friend nor a registration. I just came here to visit. I want to have a trip. Is it convenient for my father-in-law?"

The old man shook his head and said, "This is where students study, not a place to visit. Please come back!" After saying that, he closed his eyes again. No matter what, Ren Wang Ping'an said, he refused to open his eyes, and even more unwilling to answer.

Wang Ping'an asked a few more questions, and saw that the other party was cold and was deeply bored, so he had to go down the steps and said, "It's not early, let's go home."

The little girl Ding Danruo's character was that when she saw the young master being treated coldly, she couldn't help but say, "Look at the dilapidated academy, it's better if the young master doesn't enter. In the future, they ask us to enter, and we don't want to enter!"

Wang Ping'an yelled and thought to himself: "Just looking at the old gatekeeper's posture, you will know that this academy will definitely have many talents. Otherwise, he, the gatekeeper, would not be so arrogant, and he would have something to rely on." He sighed and took the little girl out of the city and went home.

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At this moment, the gate of Wang's house was lively. Ayiding patted the door panel and shouted: "Madam Wang, please open the door. I am Ayiding. The person who was the young doctor who treated the doctor in Baota Temple a few days ago. I'm here to visit today. I have something urgent to ask for!"

No matter how loud he beat the door panel, there was no sound inside, and Yang refused to open the door!

Ayi Ding shouted in front, and the car behind laughed endlessly, but the laughter became weaker and weaker, as if the person in the car was about to lose his life.

At this moment, someone suddenly said, "Hey, who are you? What are you doing when you block my doorstep?" The speaker was Wang Youcai, the owner of the Wang family. He came back after inspecting the farm!

Attachment: Whitening and nourishing the skin - Poria cocos and pears

Raw materials: 15 grams of Poria cocos, 10 grams of Fritillaria kebayashi, 1000 grams of pear, 500 grams of honey, and appropriate amount of rock sugar.

Production: 1.

Wash the Poria cocos and cut them into small cubes; remove the miscellaneous fritillaria kebayashi; wash the pears, remove the stems, and cut them into diced. 2.

Put Poria cocos and Fritillaria skewer into an aluminum pot, add appropriate amount of water, cook over medium heat, then add pears, honey, and rock sugar to continue cooking until the pears are ripe and then cook.

Features: The soup is fresh and sweet. You can eat pears, poria cocos, and drink soup.

Tip: Remove the seeds and cores when diced by pears.
Chapter completed!