Chen Nian is sitting on the tree, and from time to time I watch the little peony singing in it. The little peony stands out among the crowd. Every time I open my mouth, I can feel the difference from the others.

From time to time, I would look at the scholar outside the wall.

The scholar was eating Hu cakes and drinking water, while listening to the opera with his head swaying. But every time when Little Peony opened his voice, he stood up and tried hard to look into the wall.

It looks somewhat funny.

However, no matter how low the theater wall is, it is still more than two meters high. The scholar hears his voice but does not see his person, and he is itching in his heart but there is nothing he can do about it.

He had to look around to see if there was any good place where he could see into the garden.

Soon, he saw a big tree not far away.

That big tree looks like it's easy to climb.

Look up along the big tree.

The trunk of the tree is not straight, but the height should allow you to see inside.

Then... the scholar saw a person on the branch of the big tree. It was a familiar face.

The other party was also looking at him, with a smile on his face.

"Nonsense brother?"

"Come up quickly~" Chen Nian also waved to the scholar.

A few minutes later, the scholar also climbed up.

But the face is not very good, and there are still some salesmen.

"You have been here for a long time, why didn't you ask me to come up?"

"I didn't see you, I'm sorry." Chen Nian apologized very perfunctorily, obviously not very sincere.

"I'm right there, can't you see?"

"The main reason is that the little peony is so beautiful that I couldn't bear to look away."

When the scholar heard this, he immediately became vigilant: "You must have fallen in love with the little peony too, right? I'm warning you, I was the one who came first!"

Chen Nian rolled his eyes when he heard this: "I don't know what you are talking about. Do you think anyone who has seen Little Peony sing in an opera would not like Little Peony?"

"That's true." The scholar nodded, but then he looked around and said to Chen Nian: "Do you think it's a bit crowded here? There are two people standing on a tree branch..."

But Chen Nian smiled calmly and pointed to the top: "I'm on top, you're below."

After that, the two of them stayed here until about Xu Shi, and they didn't get down from the tree until the Taoyuan was over.

Chen Nian originally thought about going home, but who would have thought that the scholar followed him.

"Since we all know each other, why not get acquainted. My name is Fu Xin, what is your name?"

"Chen Lai has never seen the plum blossom letter. He is so old that he can see the waves of the sea. He is loyal to today, and he also heard the poem and wrote it in Dongpo." Chen Nian said with a shake of his head.

This is a poem that Chen Nian composed casually when he was young. Of course, it seems ordinary to Chen Nian now.

But since I later studied science, I couldn’t do anything better.

Debut is the peak.

But Fu Xin's expression changed after hearing this, because he suddenly felt that he was being compared to this person!

At first, he didn't know its meaning, and he didn't know why Chen Nian suddenly wrote a poem. He also thought that this might be Chen Nian's memorization that he heard from somewhere.

But after thinking about it for a while: "Is it aged?"

"What's your name, Chen Nian?"

Age: "???"

"What the hell do you call Chen Nian!"

"Aging, the aging of old wines."

It was only then that Fu Xincai discovered that this poem written by Chen Nian was actually original by Chen Nian himself!

It turns out that Chen Nian doesn’t just talk nonsense!

I was in awe for a moment.

"I wonder where Brother Chen is employed?"

"Chengbei Tofu Shop."

"I see, no wonder...wait, where are you talking about? Tofu shop?"

"Yes." Chen Nian nodded, "I'm a tofu seller. Is there any problem?"

"No... no problem." Fu Xin learned from the pain, "I will also write an acrostic poem in my name later on."

"come on."

We walked like this for another ten minutes or so.

Chen Nian looked at Fu Xin who was watching the scenery beside him: "Why are you still following me?"

"I don't have anywhere to live, so... I want to stay with you for a few days."

Age: "???"

"My family is small and I can't live in it." Chen Nian refused.

"I can lay the floor." Fu Xin said.

"I don't have any extra bed boards at home."

"I can find the bed board myself."

"That won't work either." Chen Nian shook his head, "I advise you to give up on this idea. I can't even live there myself, let alone..."

"I'll pay your rent!"

"Deal! Where are your things? I'll help you move them over."

...

As a result, Fu Xin became Chen Nian's tenant.

Of course, Fu Xin could only lay floors.

As for the extra bed boards, Chen Nian finally got them from Zhang Fugui. After all, as the number one salesman in the north of the city, he was very wild.

For a period of time after that, Chen Nian started preparing tofu for sale the next day every night.

Fu Xin, on the other hand, started reading every night after dinner, relying on the only oil lamp to serve two people. Originally, it was very distressing for Chen Nian to use an oil lamp alone, but with Fu Xin,

It’s different. The money for the oil lamps is shared equally by everyone.

Early the next morning, Chen Nian went to Tianning Temple to deliver tofu, and Fu Xinze set up a small table next to Chen Nian's tofu shop, selling pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Chen Nian often goes to Tianning Temple to deliver tofu, and occasionally has breakfast there.

Not to mention, in addition to tofu soup, Wensi also makes pretty good sweet porridge.

It's just a pity that meat is not allowed in the temple, and Wensi can only cook some vegetarian meals. Otherwise, Chen Nian really wants Wensi to try cutting meat. With such knife skills, it must be much easier to cook many dishes that require knife skills.

Chen Nian also showed Wen Si how to cut tofu, but every time he cut it he could not reach Wen Si's level.

First of all, the cut tofu was fine in large chunks, but not as fine as Wen Si's. It was uneven, and I cut it into my hands a few times in front of Wen Si.

Blood flowed suddenly.

Facing the bottleneck encountered by Chen Nian, Wen Si also saw it: "Amitabha, donor, your heart is not calm."

The heart is restless...

Chen Nian asked in confusion: "Master, how can I have a calm mind?"

"Be focused on nothing, don't refuse or be greedy, and be as calm as An Lan."

"But master, why can you cut tofu and talk to me at the same time?"

"Because the poor monk is extremely talented."

Chen Nian thought to himself that Wensi was speaking upright. When Fu Xin was telling fortunes before, Wensi said that he didn't know how to calculate marriages. Instead of asking him to tell fortunes, it would be better to worship Guanyin. Today he said that he was gifted.

No wonder Wen Si is said to be good at making friends, but his temper is too bad for him.

But for what Wen Siduo said, this is easier said than done.

There's nothing you can do about aging.

I had no choice but to push my cart home. Today I have to sell tofu.

However, although Chen Nian often cuts his hands during practice.

But every time I woke up the next day, I found that my injuries had disappeared without a trace!
Chapter completed!