Farmhouse Green Plum

As she learned more and more words, sometimes she had to read twenty or thirty poems before she came across a word she didn’t know.

Song Ying sighed inwardly and thought that he should discuss with Yan Xing and Xiao Xiang whether or not to tell Yuan Qing about their money-making business by collecting herbs.

In this way, she could directly take out the "Collection of Medicinal Herbs", pick out the words she didn't recognize, and ask Yuan Qing to teach her.

Instead of sneakily mixing in a few words from "Hundred Medicinal Herbs Collection" like we do now, which is too inefficient.

After writing about twenty words, Song Ying stopped and looked at Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qingzheng took a few pages of paper and read aloud, frowning and thinking for a while from time to time, then picking up a pen to make some corrections.

Seeing that he was concentrating, Song Ying didn't want to disturb him, so he turned around and looked at "Thousands of Poems".

When the setting sun was about to fall into the valley, Yuan Qing finally stopped, glanced at the words she had written on the ground, and asked, "Are you done?"

Song Ying nodded quickly and asked with concern, "Has your essay not been revised yet?"

Yuan Qing was a little discouraged: "No, I haven't even started writing modern Chinese yet, and I don't know the direction of my revision. I'm just going by my feelings, and I have no idea at all."

"Don't worry too much," Song Ying comforted him, "You are the top student in the community school. If you can't do it, then others can't do it either."

"That's not the way to compare. Wu Tixue was a Jinshi in the fourth year of Qiande, and he was also a Shujishi. His level of writing skills is also top-notch in the national literary world.

He usually associates with famous scholars and has seen countless good articles. The contemporary articles written by us schoolchildren must be childish in his eyes. "

"You are still young. That Wu Tixue was not born knowing how to write contemporary essays. He started out as a naive and inexperienced student and gradually became a provincial Tixue. He must be very clear about the level of the students.

Don't think about these things, you are very good, just give your best. "

Although Song Ying tried her best to comfort her, Yuan Qing was still worried.

Through this short period of contact, Song Ying learned a lot about the imperial examination. He knew that the teachers in the community school were only students who had passed the county and prefectural examinations, and their artistic level was limited.

It's fine to be a teacher who enlightens students and answers their questions, but it's not okay to teach them the art of writing the Four Books and Five Classics.

Yuan Qing wanted to enter Qingshui Academy to seek a better teacher, but Qingshui Academy rejected him last year.

He hoped to gain praise from Wu Tixue at this Guanfeng Society School, and perhaps be able to enter Qingshui Academy.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Why don't you focus on elementary studies? You have already mastered the contents of elementary studies, so you will have no problem dealing with Wu Tixue's test. And since you are young, it is understandable that you have not started studying classics yet."

"No, the imperial examination only tests classics, and Wu Tixue probably won't even ask about elementary education courses."

Song Ying was at a loss.

Yuan Qing sighed and said, "Let me teach you how to read first. I'll polish the article when I get back."

Song Ying moved a few steps to the side so that both of them could see the words on the ground clearly.

After Yuan Qing finished teaching these characters, she said goodbye in a hurry and left, thinking that it would be better not to learn new characters for a while so that Yuan Qing could have more time to think about his contemporary writing.

When she returned home in the evening, as expected, she found that Song Yuan had injured her hand, and Li scolded her severely.

"How did you take care of your brother? I asked you to keep an eye on him, but what did you do? Fortunately, you only fell on flat ground. If you had hit a sharp stone, your palm would have been pierced through, right?"

"It's not my sister's fault. It's all my brother's fault. He tried to steal my bubble tea and I was in a hurry to chase him, so I accidentally fell."

Song Yuan tried to explain to her, but Li refused to listen. "If she believed in you, would she let you run on such a winding mountain road? Would you fall if you didn't run?"

"But……"

Before Song Yuan could continue, Li had already changed her target and started to scold Song Tian: "You too, as an elder brother, don't you know how to give in to your younger brother? You even went to snatch his prickly ash. Haven't you ever eaten it in your eight lifetimes?"

"How can something that grows on the ground become his?" Song Tian muttered in a low voice.

Li glared at him fiercely: "Do I have to give you a shot before you understand the key point? Is my key point to prick the bubble?

You are the older brother, don’t you know to give way to your younger brother? When you heard him fall, you didn’t even look back, but just kept running forward! "

Seeing Song Tian being trained, Song Yuan felt relieved and shouted, "That's right, I even shouted that I fell down, but he didn't even listen!"

I thought Li would further reprimand Song Tian, but she suddenly turned around and scolded him: "You too, I've told you so many times to be careful, why are you running on the hillside? Fortunately, that section of the road is relatively flat. If it was a steep slope and you slipped down, you would not just get scratched."

Song Yuan didn't expect that he would be scolded, and shook his palm pitifully, "Grandma, my hand hurts."

Li took his hand with concern, and while carefully checking the wound, she kept complaining.

Seeing that Li's attention was on Song Yuan, Song Ying curled his lips and went to the kitchen to light a fire and cook.

Last year, when I helped Xiaoxiangniang look for ephedra, she fell and got a lot of scratches on her body. Li just said, "You don't even know how to be careful when walking," and never mentioned it again.

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The spring sunshine was mild, and it took several days to dry the oak branches.

After everyone packed up, Song Ying, Luo Yanxing and Zhao Xiaocui carried the goods to the county to sell as usual, and Song Yuan also went with them.

The previous reasons could no longer convince him to stay.

When they arrived at the clinic, weighed the goods and settled the payment, the price really shocked Song Ying and others.

"40 wen per jin!" Luo Yanxing was surprised and delighted, "So high?"

In the past, the most expensive herb they collected was only 20 cents per pound, and it was extremely difficult to find. It took them half a month to find some, and after drying it weighed less than two ounces.

And these oak branches are just tree branches. When dried, they are much heavier than herbs, and they cost 40 cents per pound!

That tree can produce a lot of oak branches!

Lin Wenxuan understood their shock and said with a smile: "The herbs I taught you before were all common and easy to find, but oak trees are rare, so their prices are naturally higher."

Luo Yanxing suddenly realized, and then looked at Song Ying excitedly and expectantly, but out of consideration for Zhao Xiaocui's presence, she did not say it clearly.

At this moment, Luo Yanxing admired Song Ying even more. She was right. One could really make more money after learning to read!

Song Ying knew what she wanted to say, and nodded slightly, indicating that he would definitely identify all the herbs in the "Hundred Herbs Collection" as soon as possible.

Uncommon and hard-to-find herbs are more valuable; one plant may cost several pounds more than ordinary herbs!

Zhao Xiaocui was so immersed in joy that she didn't notice their subtle movements. She was secretly calculating how many kilograms of oak branches the whole oak tree could produce, how much it could be sold for, and how much she could get...

Before she could figure it out, she heard Lin Wenxuan say, "However, the number of people our clinic needs is limited. Don't take them for now. I'll tell you if I need them later."