The boy's clothes were bright and colorful silk and woven with gold silk. This is a top-quality official who should be careful when choosing because the price is really expensive.

This young man seems to be the new academy this year. Neither Zhao Xian'er nor Meng Yufei have seen him, but his move is indeed great. He can be ten thousand taels at every turn, and ten thousand taels is one million guan, and two guans are one pound of white rice. This conversion is amazing.

This was a long enough expense for the charity project of the Academic Association. The girls were thanking each other, but when they saw a book boy sweating profusely from the wandering crowd and said, "Young master, you're looking for you, why are you walking so fast!"

"I'll introduce to you my book boy, Xiao Suzi!"

"It's not that the academy cannot bring servants, how could you have a scholar?"

"It's true that's not allowed, but he is also a resident, so there is no saying that there is a servant!" the young man smiled.

Even the servants are disciples of Tiandu College. This family is really capable. The silver spent on cultivating a disciple is not a little bit.

"Dare you ask the name of the young master?" Zhao Xian'er asked gently.

"I'm in the next chapter of Guo, Guo Yuanqing!"

"Guo?" Speaking of this word Guo, it naturally reminds people of the rich Guo family that shocked the world. The best friend felt that a Xing could say, "Is it the same as the Guo family in Donghuai?"

"I didn't expect that the Guo family would be famous here, and his father was the head of the Guo family!" The young man seemed to be used to big scenes. Although he was still a little restrained in front of Zhao Xian'er, it was very ten thousand times more than other male academists. He dared to come for the beauty, and he took action for ten thousand taels.

"Donghuai Guo family, wow, that are the four rich families of the Daxi Dynasty. Gu said that they are all rich enough to compete with the country. You are the young master of the Guo family. Oh my god, it's so amazing. I actually saw the young master of the Guo family!" Xue Lingxiang and He Yarui next to them covered their mouths and said in surprise.

"I saw several girls raising funds here, and I wanted to do my best to do charity. My father often taught me a lesson to do charity, and the Guo family spends hundreds of thousands of taels every year!"

Meng Yufei, Xian'er's best friend, praised: "Mr. Guo is really a charitable person and a charitable person. We admire Mr. Guo very much and thank Mr. Guo for his donation. If you have the chance, I would like to ask Mr. Guo to do charity with us. We will have an event in a few days. I wonder if Mr. Guo wants to participate together?"

Guo Yuanqing was very happy when he heard this, because he came to meet these girls. There were countless beauties in Donghuai, but he could not find a woman he was satisfied with. At this Tiandu Academy, at this first glance, he was attracted by Zhao Xianer. He suddenly felt that his whole life had a goal. So he walked in and donated ten thousand taels to fight for the beauty.

Fu Xiaowa felt that his existence was unnecessary, so he said goodbye in a weak voice: "Several chats, here, let's go back first!"

Meng Yufei, Xian'er's best friend, turned her head and responded: "Okay, good guy!"

Fu Xiaowa held the three taels of silver in his hand tightly and left silently. His three taels of silver were like a drop in the bucket to the charitable affairs of Zhao Xianer and others.

While the girls were chatting happily with the Guo family’s young master, Zhao Xian'er looked at Fu Xiaowa’s silent departure background, and her heart was mixed.

In the quiet courtyard, Fu Xiaowa is back late today. But he saw that the old man had already sat at the stone table, and the sunset had dyed the entire courtyard red, including the old man's beard and hair.

"Sorry. I'm late today, you're not hungry!"

Wen Bocang did not feel full. He just wanted to know Fu Xiaowa's progress in his cultivation. Seeing him caressing his beard calmly, he said, "I'm not very hungry. If you can hurry up and cook, that's better!"

"Oh, then wait a moment, I'll bring you some good things today!" Fu Xiaowa returned to the kitchen with the purchased things happily.

Soon the oil smoke in the kitchen had risen, and Wen Bocang waited patiently outside, watching the sunset slowly turn into sunset. Fu Xiaowa brought out rice, lotus seed soup, and some side dishes from the kitchen.

Wen Bocang took a small sip of the lotus seed soup and found it was sweet. He said strangely: "Isn't there no sugar in the kitchen? Where did you get the sugar?"

"I really bought this. Today, the boss of the French Zhai gave me five taels of silver in private. I can't afford other supplements, but the sugar is barely OK. I will replenish your body. I have bought all the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice in the kitchen. My dishes can be made better in the future, just be satisfied with you!"

Fu Xiaowa smiled innocently. Under the light of the sunset, his smile seemed very sweet. Master Wen Bocang felt that this was the brightest smile he had ever seen.

After drinking two sips of lotus seed soup, Wen Bocang put down the spoon, wiped his mouth and said, "How is your ** meridian meridian?"

Speaking of this, Fu Xiaowa rose up and said, "Don't say, what you said is really useful, I don't believe it yet, just try it, it doesn't matter if you try it, but you find that it's useless and your practice is extremely smooth!"

Wen Bocang just smiled. He knew that this solved only a small problem. Although the practitioners did not need talent, the practitioners needed very good martial arts attainments. Perhaps his attainments could not fully guide him to complete the practice of this Internal Classic. It can only be said that this Internal Classic is very abnormal, so the energy spent is also abnormal, and the method of practice is also abnormal, but the final effect is average.

"Now you just practice as I said, and eat fruits if you have difficulty!"

Suddenly Fu Xiaowa lowered his face and said, "I think you are not like an ordinary old man, you must have another identity..."

The teacher Wen Bocang's eyebrows moved a little, and he coughed and said, "What do you think I may be?"

"It may be, it may be..." Fu Xiaowa has been doubting the old man's identity for so long.

Master Wen Bocang also felt that it was impossible to hide it for too long. Fu Xiaowa finally found out now.

"I think you must be an old servant in the Sutra Library. I have seen many people who are responsible for returning books to the bookshelf. The place where you work must be in the Sutra Library, right?" Fu Xiaowa grinned and said.

Master Wen Bocang lowered his head speechlessly, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Yes, yes!"

"Ah, I'll be right after guessing it, otherwise you'll know so much and know the ** meridian meridian. Am I very clever, right?" Fu Xiaowa boasted proudly.

Master Wen Bocang just wanted to kick him up and kick him on the wall and stick him up. He was so stupid as if he was pigs, and he was so proud.

"Eat, go back to practice your kung fu with fullness, don't talk about anything here!" Master Wen continued to snatch the meal, just as Fu Xiaowa's sternness did not exist.

But after Zhao Xianer and the girl returned on this day, she happily took out the 10,000 taels of silver notes from the donation box. ```````````````
Chapter completed!