Wen Xiaoqin made a dish of peach dish with pork, taro with cabbage, and boiled pork with braised skin and other special dishes.

Sister Li, a nanny, was also very impressed after tasting it.

"The taste of dishes made by southerners is different from that of the north. I have to learn to cook southern dishes from my little sister in the future."

Huang Yunyu and Zhang Qiuchan both said after eating it: "It's this taste. When we were in Gangzhou, we liked these dishes the most."

After dinner, they talked about Dazhang and the others learning to draw from him.

The two of them showed the sketches they had drawn for more than a month to the master.

Zhang Qiuchan pointed out the shortcomings.

However, she thought that it would be good for Dazhang and the other two to draw the sketch in a short time to this level.

"Xiao Qin's sketching details are done well. The big chapter is a little worse. The details often determine success or failure. Look here, these lines should not be saved."

Huang Yunyu arranged for him: "You two get up at six o'clock every morning, and then go with me to Hechi to sketch. During lunch break, copy and practice calligraphy, and learn sketching from your master's wife in the evening."

All spare time is arranged in full.

Pan Dazhang asked with a smile: "Master, let's take you as your teacher. Do you want to hold a ceremony or invite a few tables to a big hotel and then officially announce it to the outside world?"

Huang Yunyu said: "I don't have that kind of red tape. Is it a master-apprentice relationship? Do I still need to announce it to outsiders? What's the matter with outsiders? However, occasionally, it's okay to gather three or five old friends and drink and chat. Lao Jiang said:

I know you will come, so I called me a few days ago. I called him and asked him to come to his house to gather tomorrow. There is also Feng Jicai. This guy not only has good literary skills, but also has good painting skills. Recently, he has been

It’s Zhang Zeduan’s “Along the River During the Qingming Festival”.

He called the two of them and asked them to come home tomorrow to drink, chat and spank.

Feng Jicai hesitated and asked: "Brother Huang, there happened to be a fellow villager who wrote a novel these days who came to me. His name is Guan Qijun. Can you bring him to visit you?"

Because he knew that this old man Huang had a strange temper, not everyone could go to his private residence.

If he visits his house without his invitation, he will drive people out of the house without hesitation.

No matter how famous you are, it will be useless to him.

Huang Yunyu heard him say a strange name and muttered, "I don't know this Guan Qijun either,..."

Huang Dazhang heard this and said, "This old man is my friend. He has correspondence with me, and his novels are written in a unique way."

Huang Yunyu nodded and said to Feng Jicai on the other end of the phone: "Then you bring him here, my apprentice is friends with him."

Feng Jicai asked in surprise: "Her Huang has accepted his apprentice? Who is he?"

He had tactfully proposed before that he wanted to become a teacher in painting because he had good painting skills.

But Old Man Huang pretended to be confused and didn't nod.

"Your painting skills are already good. You can become your own family in time, so why bother to learn from others?"

Huang Yunyu told Feng Jicai that the young man who learned painting from him was Pan Dazhang, a genius in poetry.

This young man is in the limelight, and his works have been in all poetry magazines for more than a year.

His poetry influence crushes the vague poetry school.

Jiang Qing said happily: "Little Pan is here in Beijing again. What? It's good to participate in the national secondary school special training class. The students there are all students with top academic performance. He learns painting from you, okay,

Congratulations on receiving an introductory disciple with extraordinary potential, and you should treat me to a drink."

That night, under the guidance of Zhang Qiuchan, the two learned the practice of sketching and fine brushwork.

At half past five in the morning the next morning, Wen Xiaoqin got up and cooked the pearl powder she brought from her hometown.

After washing the clothes last night, I washed the clothes that several people had changed.

Zhang Qiuchan asked her to give the housework to the nanny, and Wen Xiaoqin said: "I often do these workers at home. I am proficient in them and do them easily, without any trouble."

He also cleaned the house cleanly.

Of course, Pan Dazhang also diligently cleaned the weeds in the courtyard and cleaned the fallen leaves.

Huang Yunyu's home includes a lotus pond in the backyard and several antique buildings, which occupy a large area. It requires a gardener to spend a few days cleaning each month.

Pan Dazhang cleaned the weeds in the courtyard on the first day.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw Huang Yunyu getting up and exercising in the courtyard.

"Master, did you get up so early?"

No wonder Huang is in his sixties and is still in good health, and he has no sign of gaining weight at all.

He was running along the Hechi path and along the wall.

Seeing Da Zhang, he said happily: "Like us elderly people, they can't sleep at dawn in the morning, and they can't get up if they get used to it. I don't care about spring, summer, autumn and winter, or thunder and rain, and they get up on time at 5:30. At 10:00 in the evening

Go to bed on time at half past the age of yours. Just like you, you can stay up late but you can’t get up early. It’s worthy of praise to be able to get up at this time. Come on, run with me a few laps, then have breakfast, and then go to Hechi to sketch."

Old Man Huang, who is in his sixties, still has agile steps when running, and he is not breathing, and looks very relaxed.

Pan Dazhang has different physiques after rebirth, otherwise he might not be able to keep up with Lao Huang's pace.

After running for more than ten laps, Huang Yunyu glanced at him and nodded and said, "No, the young man has a good physique."

At this time, Wen Xiaoqin's pearl powder was cooked and asked them to have breakfast at the door of the villa.

She also went out to buy Xiaolongbao and came back from the street.

Gangnan pearl powder is made by soaking local rice into paddles and grinding them with special methods.

Pick lean meat and cut into small slices, mix with sweet potato flour to make it smoother, cut the onion into pieces, shredded ginger, oil, salt, and a little seasoning of chili peppers.

Blanch the water and add the broth and cook it, add the pearl powder, add other ingredients, and stir it slightly.

When you smell it, the rice smells so good, and it tastes so good.

Huang Yunyu and his wife ate two bowls in a row.

He said with emotion: "I didn't expect that we could taste such distinctive Gangnan food again."

Zhang Qiuchan also praised Wen Xiaoqin: "Xiaoqin is smart and diligent, and her cooking skills are so good. Dazhang will not be able to live without you in the future. The ancients said that to tie a man's heart and a man's stomach."

Pan Dazhang smiled and said, "She has tied my stomach now."

After breakfast, I came to the lotus pond to draw lotus.

At the beginning, the two of them watched the master explain the painting skills during the drawing process and how to draw the scenery into pictures.

Including the application of color, as well as how to give pictures vitality and artistic charm.

"To make a painting have artistic value, you must first stand it up, give it vitality, let it speak for you, and express your inner thoughts..."

Art actually has similar functions.

Drawing a painting is like writing a poem, whether it is valuable or shining.

He and Wen Xiaoqin both understand these principles at one point.

At eight o'clock, Pan Dazhang drove Lao Huang's old Shanghai to the special training base.

The counselor teacher told him that classes start at 8:30 every day, and it is best to arrive at school ten minutes in advance.

It should take less than twenty minutes to get from Lao Huang's house to school, because the road is relatively flat and there are not many cars coming and going.

Arrive at school in fifteen minutes.

Pan Dazhang met several familiar faces on campus, Lin Bin from the Mathematics Group and several other classmates from the Middle School Affiliated to Gangnan Normal University.

Everyone met when I went to Hongcheng for the last time.

In particular, Lin Bin also discussed it in a study group.

When he saw Pan Dazhang, he greeted him enthusiastically.

Last time I heard that they were from Yu Du Middle School, and Lin Bin and a few classmates from the affiliated high school were despised by them.

It is believed that no student in the previous few sessions of Yu Du Middle School had entered the special training class, but there were five or six who entered the provincial competition every year.

They are just making up for the numbers and going through the motions.

However, they were able to reach the provincial competition, which was a good result.

But Lin Bin and the others have the potential to enter the special training class. There are only fifteen or sixteen people in the entire Gangzhou area who can really enter the special training class.

After the results came out, everyone was shocked and felt that it was unreasonable.

There were actually four students from Yu Du Middle School who entered the special training class with excellent grades.

Moreover, Pan Dazhang's grades in the math group are among the best, ranking first in Ganzhou Province.

Even the country ranked second.

Several teachers in the mathematics competition group of the Gangzhou Affiliated Middle School found it incredible.

Most candidates have no idea how to start a few Olympiad competition questions.

There are probably not many people in the country who did it right, but judging from the scores obtained by Pan Dazhang, it is obvious that his last few questions were perfectly answered.

Because he lost only five points in the entire test paper, Lin Bin's score was 15 points apart.

This was a heavy blow to Lin Bin, who was usually proud and arrogant.
To be continued...