Chapter 007: Knot Soup

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Fortunately, Sang Bai has a good temperament; otherwise, he would be driven to a heart attack by this group of foolish children

Moreover, they are not young anymore, making it relatively difficult to develop their brains

Chen Liguo said: "Mr. Sang, I apologize, this little beast has no sense of propriety at all. Can he eat the fine white flour? He claims it is for you, but he..."

Thus, after learning to write each person's name, I also learned the characters for you, I, and he, and a whole week has passed.

Seeing the mulberry tree made Sang Bai feel a bit sour in his heart

In less than five minutes, the young man returned, holding a handful of green vegetables, roots and all.

As soon as Xiao Feng heard this, she immediately said: "It wasn't me who took it; it was my mother who asked me to bring it to you this morning. She said you are a teacher, and teaching us to read and write is quite taxing, so these two eggs are to provide you with a bit of nourishment"

"No need, if you all have time, please help me make a sled, so that I can use it for the autumn harvest. I will handle the grain transportation myself," said Sang Bai.

Certainly! said Chen Liguo

Seeing that there were still people eagerly staring at the pot, Sang Bai simply gave his own bowl to the child

Bring all the bowls here

"Master Lü Er, I am still awake," Sang Bai had no choice but to open the door to the main room again, walked to the entrance of the courtyard, and then unlatched the courtyard gate to welcome Lü Qingyao inside

Oh, that works too, Lü Qingyao said

Only Sang Bai's progress in teaching and educating is somewhat slow. He believes that the main reason for this is that these children have a very poor foundation

Chen Dongsheng said: "How could I not know? My mother would make it on my grandmother's birthday, as my grandmother loves to eat this..."

Sang Bai does not understand that he is no longer seen as the young Sang in the eyes of the villagers, but rather as a gentleman. The term 'gentleman' is not used lightly; it requires knowledge.

"Uncle Li Guo, what is going on?" Sang Bai asked.

If this matter were to be placed several decades into the future, the child might very well engage in a sparring match with the father, but currently, there is not a single child who dares to do so, not even to entertain the thought.

The village is almost out of rice, and from now on, we can only rely on sweet potatoes until the summer harvest arrives. Now, upon suddenly hearing that Sangbai has grain, Chen Liguo is naturally excited

As the sun began to set and work came to an end, the children all returned to their respective homes

Chen Dongsheng thought for a moment and immediately stretched his neck to say: "Could it be gnocchi soup?"

Dongsheng, please help me pick some small greens

Sang Bai found it difficult to describe his feelings about this matter. In this era, children eat at their teachers' homes, and these parents are actually tidying up their own children, fearing that they might starve the teacher.

Can!

Upon hearing Chen Liguo speak about the issue of grain, Lv Qingyao could no longer remain seated

Sang Bai immediately said upon discovering the two eggs that Xiao Feng handed over

Chen Dongsheng immediately dropped the small twig in his hand and swiftly ran back to his home to pick vegetables from his own vegetable garden.

Sang Bai happily issued commands, and one by one, the little gluttons lined up in a row like lightning, arranged from smallest to largest

Oh, you still know about this? Sangbai has now kindled the fire in the stove, and the water in the pot is already boiling

Qiongshan Village lacks everything, yet everyone believes that only with genuine heart and true feelings can the mulberry and cypress trees be preserved

Mr. Sang Bai has mentioned this matter several times, but Lu Qingyao and his associates refuse to change their stance. In the end, there is no other option but to let them call the shots.

Now, the pot house of Sangbai has acquired some additional utensils, such as water ladles and washing basins, which are all well-prepared. While it may not be said to be excellent, it certainly meets the needs of a simple life without any issues

What to eat

After finishing their meal, the two girls took the initiative to wash the dishes, while Sang Bai took the young men outside to bask in the sun for a while, waiting for the girls to finish their tasks before continuing to teach everyone how to write.

After a few minutes, when the lid of the pot was lifted, a pot of fragrant dumpling soup was ready.

Sang Bai hummed a little tune while taking Qiu Shou out for a stroll, and at that moment, there was no one outside. As they walked, he played with the peach-shaped pastry, of course, not forgetting to include a portion for Qiu Shou

Sang Bai got up and served him half a bowl.

"Two eggs are not enough to eat," Zhu Niu said, staring at the eggs and swallowing hard.

Sang Bai also served himself a bowl, and of course, there was naturally a bowl for the autumn harvest. Although it is not a person, given that it saved Sang Bai's life, he could not regard it as mere livestock.

Today I taught them, but they will forget by tomorrow. If I truly become their teacher, I estimate that in just two years, the hair on my own head will be completely worn away by worry

Let these young children practice writing on the ground, while Sang Bai went to the kitchen to start preparing lunch

After chatting for a while, Chen Liguo took his son back. Sang Bai stood in the courtyard, using the moonlight to take a glance, and noticed that after walking less than 100 meters, Chen Liguo kicked his son in the backside, muttering curses that were unintelligible.

As Chen Dongsheng shouted, several children over there stopped writing and all gathered in front of the stove, each stretching their necks like a group of long-necked ducks.

Alright

Where did these eggs come from? Surely you didn't take them from your chicken coop at home

Brother Sangbai, can I still have half a bowl?

Sang Baidao: "No need, no need, I can manage on my own"

Take it back to your mother, I don't like eating this

I also want Sang Baige

You will know by noon, study hard and you will have something to eat every day in the future. Alright, this morning I will teach everyone the characters for father and mother! You can write them for your parents to see when you go home

"This statement is too harsh," Sang Bai immediately said

Is Mr. Sang at home

Sang Baige, here you go

"Do you want me to go with you?" Chen Liguo said after a while.

Lü Qingyao waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, I will leave shortly. By the way, if there is anything you need at home, just let me know, and please make yourself at home here"

Secondly, the flavor is insufficient, consisting only of salt, and that coarse salt at that. It is not suitable for the delicate stomachs after more than forty years!

Once the water boils, add the dumplings directly into the pot, then pour in a large spoonful of oil, cover the pot, and wait for the water to boil again

At this moment, Sang Bai cracked two eggs into a bowl, stirred them, and set the bowl aside. He then casually washed and chopped the vegetables, and at that time, the pot was also boiling

Chen Dongsheng was beaten up by his father

The bowls given by the villagers are large earthenware bowls, somewhat resembling the large bowls used for noodles outside. They are sufficient for two people to eat from in later generations

Upon hearing that there would be eggs for lunch, a group of children responded with voices that rose a notch higher.

The egg mixture was beaten into egg flowers, and then the vegetables were added, followed by covering the pot with a lid

"Sang Baige, what are you doing?"

Lu Qingyao was concerned that Sang Bai did not want people like him to know where he lived, while Sang Bai was afraid that someone might follow him, which would hinder his actions. Moreover, Sang Bai had no intention of running far away; the priority was to work in the drilling space for over ten miles to gather grain, as there was no point in wasting effort on unnecessary tasks.

"Come in and have a drink of water?" Sangbai Road

The people of Liushuizhuang now have a different attitude towards Sang Bai than before. What was it like before? They used to want him to stay for just a couple of days, but now what is it? They wish Sang Bai could continue to live in the village for a long time.

After more than an hour of driving, Sang Bai returned to his residence. Before he even got home, he saw Chen Dongsheng's father, Chen Liguo, bringing Chen Dongsheng over. One hand was gripping his son's collar, while the other hand was holding a broom with a worn-out head.

It is said that Sang Bai teaches children to read and write. The next day, Lü Qingyao came over, watched Sang Bai teach for a while, and then left with a smile, hands behind his back.

Thus, the small half pot remaining in the pot is also gone

Subsequently, more people arrived one after another, each time glancing with a smile before leaving. This group of people made Sang Bai feel quite strange

Xiao Feng is indeed a straightforward girl, directly placing it in Sang Bai's hands: "Take it if you want, if you don't want it, just throw it away. Anyway, if I take it back, my mother will definitely scold me"

It is evident

Sang Bai does not particularly enjoy eating eggs, and moreover, he feels there is no necessity to eat the eggs of his fellow villagers

The lean man was momentarily at a loss for words.

When I first arrived, I had not yet eaten the noodles that were delivered. Today, Sang Bai directly poured half a bag into the clay pot, sprinkled some salt, and then used half a dried gourd to scoop up water. While pouring water into the noodles, he stirred the dough with chopsticks.

An eighteen-year-old child was beaten up badly

Eating noodle soup without sesame oil, without Zhenjiang aged vinegar, and without a couple of cloves of sweet garlic as a side dish, the taste is certainly not just a matter of one or two stars.

Upon hearing Chen Liguo's rambling, Sang Bai finally understood what was going on; it was because of the bowl of lumpy soup at noon that this middle-aged man had given his son a good scolding

Upon hearing that there was food, Chen Liguo was momentarily taken aback. He then grasped Sang Bai's hand and said, "Mr. Sang, how can this be? Your willingness to teach these little rascals to read is already a tremendous kindness, and now you want to take out your own food, this... this..."

Otherwise, even if it is the county magistrate, he would still be a fool

Good

Wait until the noodles in the basin have formed into small lumps, and it will be ready

But now, with five or six children each having a bowl, they have nearly finished off more than half of the pot

Sang Bai had just entered the courtyard for a short while when the remaining children’s parents also arrived one after another. It was evident that none of these children had escaped; they all received a good scolding from their parents.

Sang Bai felt a bit awkward, but with a quick thought, he smiled and said, "How about this? Everyone can have lunch at my place today, and we will use these two eggs to make the meal"

If he just arrived at Sangbai, he wouldn't mind cooking one or two, but now he certainly won't do that

In the morning, as Sang Bai was setting up to teach the children how to write the characters for "parents," Xiao Feng, who had just entered, took out two items from her pocket and handed them to Sang Bai.

"That is too simple. I will discuss this matter with someone when I return later," said Chen Liguo

There is no way; almost the entire village is made up of the blind with their eyes open. It is not easy to have an educated person come by, and shouldn't we take good care of them?

I originally wanted to say "steal," but that word sounds too harsh, so I changed it to "take" at the last moment

Sang Bai Dao: "You can still just eat eggs, today I will show you a trick!"

For the villagers, eggs are not just ordinary items; they can be exchanged for anything from small items like needles and threads to larger essentials such as soy sauce, vinegar, oil, and salt.

It is completely unlike the methods of later generations

"Uncle Li Guo, what is this? It's just a little bit of flour, it really doesn't warrant such a reaction. The way you are handling this is making me a bit uncomfortable. Just wait a few days, I will borrow a sled from the village to move out the grain my master left for me. Although it's not much, just two or three jin, let's all save a bit and make do with it," said Sang Bai.

In the morning, only two characters were taught, and half of the children could write them in a crooked manner. The remaining half would be considered quite good if they could write them by themselves by the end of the day

At this moment, Chen Dongsheng stood beside his father like a frostbitten eggplant, drooping and silent.

Sang Bai was preparing to sleep in the space, but outside the courtyard, the voice of Lü Qingyao could be heard.

Originally, Sang Bai called his grandfather, but the latter was not pleased, stating that they should address each other separately, and that Sang Bai need not adhere to the generational hierarchy of the village

In fact, during these days, Sang Bai has been pondering how to take out the grains stored in the space, and now is just the right opportunity to clarify this matter.

Mr. Sang, I heard that you are planning to return to the old forest. Would you like the villagers to accompany you? It would be good to assist you with some laborious tasks..." said Lü Qingyao as he walked into the courtyard.

Sang Baidao: "That would be best, I estimate it should weigh around 200 jin, and it needs to be made a bit sturdier"

The children find the food delicious, but Sang Bai does not think it tastes very good. Firstly, the flour is hard, the texture is quite coarse, and the color of the dough is far from being as white as snow, as it will be forty years later.

At this moment, Sang Bai could only hear the slurping sounds filling the entire kitchen, as a group of children, resembling those fleeing from a disaster, focused all their attention on the lumps of soup in their bowls

Moreover, under the current circumstances, Sang Bai has little room for complaint, unless he can find a reason to utilize the items in his own space; otherwise, to avoid revealing any secrets, he must honestly make use of these items.

Strange as it may be, the lessons still need to be taught