After a busy day at the herbal tea shop, Yang Qinghua took out a few copper plates and handed them to Wang Yu before leaving.

"This is agreed in advance, please accept it."

"No, I didn't do anything."

"If you ask you to take it, you will take it. Do you want to go to me to find your master?"

Wang Yu had no choice but to take the copper plate and count it, eight. According to the prices here, you can spend several days saving money.

Yang Qinghua nodded with satisfaction and pushed the cart and her daughter home.

At this time, the sky was darkening, and the breeze was blowing, bringing the coolness unique to summer.

Wang Yu walked towards the blacksmith shop and met Mr. Chen from a private school on the way. He was educating several children, including the butcher's son.

"I'll ask you, will An Ren come here to listen, is it hindering your studies?"

"No…"

"So he is from the town? Is he qualified to be half a student?"

"have…"

"Then why do you want to bully him? You even alarmed your parents and caused so many things."

The fat man from the butcher's family said unconvincedly: "Everyone in our town knows that An Ren is idle all day long, and is sloppy and eats freely everywhere. He also likes to brag, but no one likes him."

"Zhang Xiaobao, stretch out your hand!"

Mr. Chen said sternly: "None of these are the reasons why you can bully others at will!"

The fat little boy Zhang Xiaobao pouted and stretched out his fleshy hands.

"Left hand!"

Mr. Chen scolded, raised the ruler in his hand and slapped it hard.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With just a few efforts, Zhang Xiaobao's hands began to swollen, making his eyes red.

"If you don't get the things in the book, then it will always be there and will not run into your stomach." Mr. Chen said earnestly: "I hope that even if you have no great achievements in the future, you can learn some principles of being a human being from me."

"You may not have any bad intentions when doing it with small evil, but you have suffered a lot of harm to others."

The children nodded weakly, they didn't know where they were wrong, but it didn't hinder their awe of the gentleman.

At worst, it’s just not to tease An Ren in the future.

Mr. Chen nodded and calmed down.

He is a scholar who is over thirty years old and has been in Ebony Town for three years. He is alone on weekdays. When he doesn't teach, he will cook a bowl of tea for himself and chat with the residents of the town.

"An Ren, come out!"

Mr. Chen suddenly shouted to the corner of the wall.

Wang Yu looked closely and saw An Ren poking his head out.

"Hehe, Mr. Chen..."

"come over!"

"well."

An Ren walked over, a little embarrassed and a little surprised. He really didn't expect that Mr. Chen would teach a lesson for him.

"Zhang Xiaobao, you apologize!" Mr. Chen said to the children: "You may not understand, and you may even blame me, but it doesn't matter. I just want you to remember what happened today and what I said."

Zhang Xiaobao looked down on An Ren from the bottom of his heart, but he had to listen to his husband's words. He did not forget what his father said when he sent him over.

"I'm sorry, Anren."

With Zhang Xiaobao taking the lead, the other children followed suit and bowed together.

"It's okay, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have thrown the mud to hit you."

An Ren waved his hands repeatedly. This was the first time that someone had talked to him so seriously, and he was very uncomfortable.

"Okay, you guys go back." Mr. Chen waved his hand and asked the children to go home.

After the people were exposed, he said to An Ren again: "If you want to listen to my lecture, just come here directly from now on. Anyway, there are still empty stools in the school."

After thinking about it, Mr. Chen took out a thousand-word text from his arms, "I can learn this after I come to listen to the lecture."

An Ren was at a loss and gritted his teeth. He forced himself to smile and said, "I will go on a tide in the world and be a hero in the future, so I don't need these things."

After saying that, he ran away, leaving only Mr. Chen holding the book in his hand, speechless for a while.

He saw Wang Yu, nodded and smiled, and then turned around and walked into the private school.

The expression was calm.

After watching the fun, Wang Yu walked into the alley and found An Ren sitting on a step, with his head silenced and unable to see his expression.

After thinking about it, he walked over and said, "Hada An, are you hungry?"

"I can take care of a day after a meal, and I won't be hungry!" An Ren said in a muffled voice, his voice still a little hoarse.

Wang Yu shook his head and sighed, "That's a pity. I got my wages today and was about to buy some food and drink some wine."

"drink wine?"

An Ren suddenly looked up, ignoring the snot and tears on his face, and laughed and said, "Drinking alcohol has nothing to do with your stomach. Have you bought the wine? If you didn't buy it, we went together. I know which shop in the town is the best."

"Okay, let's go."

The two turned around and walked out of the alley, went to buy a pot of turbid wine, and bought a few more meat pies.

Wang Yu had used up several copper plates on his body. After An Ren found out, he patted his shoulder and said, "Good brother, I did not read you wrong, you are so generous!"

Wang Yu just laughed and didn't speak.

When he arrived at the blacksmith shop, Chen Dachui was eating the leftover porridge in the morning. When he saw what Wang Yu was carrying, his eyes lit up.

"Oh, boy, I really didn't love you in vain."

He stepped forward and took the wine pot and poured himself a bowl very quickly.

After taking a sip, Chen Dachui closed his eyes and shook his head, "It's not bad, although it's just ordinary rice wine, but the taste is full of aftertaste."

"Master, eat slowly, what else?" Wang Yu put the meat pie on the table.

At this time, An Ren had already taken out the bowls and chopsticks and placed them in front of the two of them, "Come on, come on, full on top."

The three of them had a mouthful of rice wine and meat patties, and they had a very comfortable meal. Seeing that it was almost done, Wang Yu asked: "Mr. Chen was kind before, why did you refuse?"

An Ren was a little drunk, his face was red and his eyes were red. "I know he was for my own good, but I can't accept it. We have caused trouble for many people. If you can, you can do less."

Wang Yu was puzzled, "Learn to learn to read, you will have a skill in the future, at least you can support yourself."

He was right. In the Dazhou, being able to read is indeed a craft. Although it cannot make you enjoy and drink, you will at least not starve to death.

It’s just that buying books and papers is a lot of money, so apart from children from wealthy families, poor families cannot afford to read books.

"It's different. Mr. Chen is not trying to repay his kindness, which does not mean that I can accept his kindness. I can't afford to pay it back. Even if he doesn't need me to pay it back, it's not a reason for me to be at ease."

Wang Yu was stunned and looked at the guy in front of him with a little admiration. He asked again: "Then why can you eat and drink here by my master?"

Chen Dachui narrowed his eyes and replied, "When you didn't come before, he helped me with the iron. Unfortunately, my body was not good, otherwise I would accept him as my apprentice."

An Ren was displeased when he heard this, "Who is not good at body? Do you believe it if I can kill a cow with one punch?"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and revealed his match-like arms.

"Okay, your big fist is scared to death."

Chen Dachui said perfunctorily, "Drink wine!"
Chapter completed!