Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, carefully checked the papers, packed up the stationery, and handed over the papers.

The old man took it, took it in his hand and looked at it. Xiaoxiao then stood quietly by the side.

"Whose child are you?"

"The student's surname is Tang."

"Is it from Tang Liumao's family?" the old man frowned.

Who is Tang Liumao? Xiaoxiao thought about it, but he didn’t know him.

"Is your grandfather Tang Mao?" the old man asked again.

"That's right." This time I guessed it right.

"Oh, it turns out that he is the granddaughter of Liu Trade."

Hey? Why did my grandfather have such strange words? Liumao, they are all the words Mao. If you think about it carefully, does this mean that Tang Mao has land and wealth...

"Did your father take over the Kyoto Tuke?"

"That's my second uncle. My father is at home."

The old man put down the paper, looked at Xiaoxiao for a long time before saying, "I have taught him."

Since he was my father's teacher, Xiaoxiao gave the old man a deep gift.

The old man pointed to the field question in the calculation paper: "This is simpler, why didn't you choose?"

"I know the method, but I don't know how to calculate the steps and the acres." Xiaoxiao was afraid that he would ask further, could he make a formula?

"Your father has taught you the Pythagorean theorem, and Yuan Shu must have been taught that day." The old man picked up the second paper and looked at it roughly: "The Wuxi Coin is a little deeper, and it will not be until the fifth academic year to learn Ji Ran. It is rare that you can understand the question. Wen Jing's rule... This question should not be published. "

Xiaoxiao became nervous and wrote several pages of paper. I wonder if the sir will be irritated.

The old man looked briefly: "It is rare to summarize one by one, and there are some remarkable points. Haven't you started to learn how to stay home yet?"

Xiaoxiao lowered her head: "I haven't learned it yet."

"I don't know how to learn about homework," the old man smiled slightly, pointing at the Xiaoxiao paper: "At a young age, I am patient, even listing the recipes one by one, which makes people greedy... But this recipe is too greasy. The banquet is held on August 16th. Since it is a big house, most of the banquets are wealthy households. These guests must have eaten well at the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet the day before, and they may not have such a good appetite the next day."

That's right, I didn't expect it.

"In addition, since it is a chrysanthemum viewing banquet, it is naturally the main focus. The best time to enjoy flowers is from morning to afternoon. When the afternoon comes, the color of the flowers is much worse than before, and there is no need to enjoy the dinner party, unless it is a flower like the eczema that cannot be appreciated late at night. As for the moon viewing, people will definitely enjoy it on the Mid-Autumn Festival the day before, so there is no need to mention it separately."

Xiaoxiao heard every sentence and nodded, "Students are stupid, they never thought of these. If you hold a chrysanthemum banquet and put aside the recipes of the big banquet, you might as well hold a special one. Mid-Autumn Festival is the time when crabs are fat, so it is better to hold a crab banquet directly. It is also accompanied by various side dishes and snacks made of chrysanthemums, and tea is also made of chrysanthemum tea." I originally wanted to continue, it is best to use chrysanthemum leaves for various incense and hand washing soaps, but I was afraid that the teacher would like to think that he was thinking that he had broken the bones and damaged the santhemums. The road to the santhemums? Ying Gu Huan Wu Di!?

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Three hundred guests are preparing thirty tables, which is too short of a problem. We should prepare two or three tables to prevent too many people from coming."

I didn't expect this, hey, this is a must-have common sense for banquets, 30 tables are prepared for 2 tables, and 50 tables are prepared for 3 tables. Xiaoxiao felt ashamed, and stood slightly lowered his head and heard the old man's voice in his ears: "The famous brand is well established, and the 'summary' written after the banquet is also good. These two points can be used in many places."

Xiaoxiao felt relieved. It seemed that she was not useless. After thanking the teacher, she asked again: "Sir, since he is a grandfather's old friend and has taught his father, I don't know what the teacher calls him," she didn't know if the teacher's surname is good. She said again, "The elders must also ask about the exam when the student goes home."

The old man said: "The surname is Tong, and the children who do not know each other."

"Students have met Mr. Tong," Xiaoxiao Guang bowed today. "Students are called Xiaoxiao by elders at home, and Xiaoxiao asked the guests where Xiaoxiao came from." Xiaoxiao made a slight joke.

The old man focused a little: "Some places you look like the sea."

Mr. Yan came into the room and saw the paper in Mr. Tong's hand: "Can you let the dress be cut?"

"Go."

Xiaoxiao instantly realized that he was admitted, so he couldn't hide his excitement: "Thank you Mr. Tong, Mr. Yan."

Mr. Tong said again: "How many more years do you want to go to school?"

"Students are willing to study." Xiaoxiao was in a mess. Is Mr. Tong implying that he has the potential to reconcile grades?

"It's boring to be with those older kids who have passed by and taken a hairpin, and they can't even play together," Mr. Tong said to Mr. Yan: "How about you teach her?"

"After all the arrangements of the mountain leader."

Mr. Yan led Xiaoxiao out, and saw Qi Yuan and Pai Hong were still sitting in the yard. Qi Yuan boredly read the book, while Pai Hong was urging me: "Wait, two, I will take Yingyuan to cut clothes."

Xiaoxiao met the red-shot eyes and felt that she was happier than herself.

Mr. Yan is a careful person and has been with him during the tailoring process. On the way back, Xiaoxiao couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yan, which school year are we from?"

Mr. Yan said: "Three academic years."

According to Xiaoxiao's age, it should be divided into the second academic year. Is this a skip in the third academic year?

Mr. Yan patted Xiaoxiao's shoulder with his hand: "Since the mountain leader responded, he firmly believed that you can keep up."

"Sir, what position is the chief of the mountain?"

Mr. Yan:… “The mountain leader is the best of one’s learning.”

It turns out that Teacher Tong is the principal? The principal ran over to supervise his entrance examination. It's true, how can I use a knives to kill a chicken?

"The mountain director attaches great importance to students' admission level and is unwilling to delay talents."

"The old man, the mountain captain, is really an educator."

"Oh? Yes, educator." Mr. Yan smiled.

When a few people left, Mr. Yan sent him to the entrance of the school and said that he would send Xieying's admission post to Tang Mansion in a few days.

Xiaoxiao bid farewell to Mr. and walked through the Xunying Lane again, but he didn't feel as long as he came.

Before getting on the carriage, he asked, "Wu Niuer, you are the only one taking the exam in the house just now? Did you see a Hoop bird outside the window? The Guanzi looks very beautiful."

Trace:...

Xiaoxiao answered truthfully: "There is a mountain captain in the house, and he is personally invigilating the exam."

"Children's Chronicle? I said I was always restless when I was sitting in the yard just now. It turned out that Mr. Tong was sitting inside!"

Xiaoxiao asked, "Zheng Shanzhu has taught the fourth uncle too?"

"After teaching for a year, he was very strict and his palms were swollen."

Mr. Tong was harsh, but he couldn't see this: "He turned out to be a teacher from the Men's Academy. Why did he come to girls to learn to be a mountain leader?"
Chapter completed!