Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

He Chi sat aside with his legs hugged, his face full of resentment and guilt.

Song Pan'er and Feng Chunya huddled together, using a branch to stick a piece of cake and roasting it over the fire.

Feng Chunya turned her head to look at him, then looked at him again.

"What are you looking at, cousin?" Song Pan'er was puzzled. She looked over and saw nothing. He Chi's actions were the same as before.

Feng Chunya lowered his voice and said, "I'll see when he cries again."

Song Paner: ...

She held the pancake in one hand and walked to He Chi holding Feng Chunya in the other.

The scholar, about fifteen or sixteen years old, had red and swollen eyes, his face and body covered in dirt, and a treasured bookcase placed beside his legs.

"He... He... Xiao He." Song Pan'er said.

I originally wanted to call him "Brother He" or "Brother Chi", but it just felt awkward. Tie Wenqin always started calling her "Old Iron".

I called him "Scholar Brother" before in order to leave a good impression on this future "First Strategist".

He Chi: ...

"Young Master..." He Chi raised his sleeves, quickly wiped the tears from his face, stood up and bowed deeply to Song Pan'er and Feng Chunya.

"Thank you so much for saving my life, young master. I have no way to repay you, but..."

Song Pan'er's eyes lit up, "Only by being my master!"

He Chi: Huh???

He just wanted to say "I only have a little money"! Why should I become someone's teacher?

"Young Master, I..." He Chi bowed again, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Pan'er holding a cake.

"Master! Eat some cake!" Song Pan'er smiled.

No matter how capable others are, they are not as good as what you have in your head!

Blacksmith need its own hardware.

Isn’t He Chi a ready-made teacher?

She had seen Lin Yuanxiu's level before, and could only say that it was fortunate that he did not take the imperial examination at the beginning, otherwise he might not even have passed the examination to become a student.

Isn't it said that the Lin family is a family of civil officials? Could it be that Lin Yuanxiu was the child of a military commander by mistake? Or is there a genetic mutation?

The aroma of baked cakes filled his face, and He Chi swallowed unconsciously.

But he still insisted on stating his conditions.

"Young Master, I am sixteen years old this year and I am from Yangshu Village, Feng County, Ningzhou."

"I have to hurry home to find my mother, so I'm afraid I can't be your teacher."

Now that everything was in chaos, he hurried back to find his mother, Cen.

Song Pan'er was silent for a moment, but didn't force it. They would pass through Fengxian County, but would not go to Yangshu Village.

Seeing that she seemed unhappy, He Chi opened the bookcase, carefully took out a book from it, opened it, and took out the paper that was between them.

"Young Master, you saved my life. I have no way to repay you. This is the map of Daqian that I copied from Master..."

Song Pan'er's eyes lit up. Maps were not easy to get. She had asked about them in a bookstore before, and the owner had explained that ordinary people would not have maps, only nobles would have them.

Unfortunately, the novel only briefly mentions what happened before He Chi was rescued by Jin Lingfeng, and focuses on his conquest of the world after being rescued.

"...I can lend it to the young master to copy." He Chi finished speaking.

Song Paner: ...

She suspected that she had saved the wrong person, as this person was just an ordinary person with the same name as the "first strategist".

Otherwise, the novel described He Chi as "deciding the outcome with a flick of the finger from a thousand miles away", but the He Chi in front of him looked like a nerd who had become stupid because of reading too much.

Song Pan'er turned her head and asked, "Who can draw?"

Xue Ping'er raised her hand, "Me."

Song Pan'er waved, "Sister Xue, come quickly."

When Xue Ping'er came over, Song Pan'er raised the cake in her hand and said, "Do you have pen, ink, paper and inkstone? I'll exchange it with you."