"Boy, would you like to follow me to learn the scriptures?"

A faint sentence made Sun Yue overjoyed.

"The teacher is here again, please accept a prayer from my disciple."

The education in the early Northern Song Dynasty was still very different from that in the middle and late Northern Song Dynasty. There were only more than one hundred students in the Imperial Academy, almost all of whom were young. It was difficult for ordinary people to go to the Imperial Academy to study. Although there were many private schools in Kaifeng City, most of them were just simple primary schools. At most, they could talk about the Analects of Confucius and filial piety. If Sun Yue went there, he could basically be a teacher.

Of course, the path of civilians to study was not blocked. Less than a hundred miles away from Kaifeng, there was a Songyang Academy, which is also one of the four major academies in China. There is also a Suiyang Academy to the south. However, because it is too far from home, it has to live in the school. Although this is not a big deal for Sun Yue, the academy does not dare to let such a young child come over at all. Therefore, Sun Yue had to wait at least five or six years if she wanted to learn real skills.

And to be honest, the so-called great scholars in the academy are all empty talkers who sit and talk about the truth. How can they be compared with important officials like Wei Renpu who have been a minor official and become prime minister step by step? Moreover, Wei Renpu is one of the best people in the world in terms of reputation and integrity. If he can be worshipped by his disciples, he will be invisibly rich political resources.

Wei Renpu smiled and said, "Boy, you have a long-term future, aren't you afraid that my previous dynasty will drag you down?"

"Not afraid."

Wei Renpu shook his head and sighed, "You are not afraid, but I am afraid. You are so smart at a young age. You are both entitled to the official family and the second kings, and you have a relationship with the three kings. Just wait for the imperial examination and will soon rise to the top. But I am a stubborn person who cares about the previous dynasty. Maybe when you annoy that person, you will kill me. It is not good for you to call me a teacher."

"Then you mean..."

"In the future, you can come to my house to ask me for advice on the scriptures. I will leave you with my homework, but don't be a disciple. You are not my apprentice. When you go to high school in the future, you will go to a teacher who can truly protect you."

Is there any real nameless...

Sun Yue has made a pian, which is indeed better, but in this way, no matter how outstanding he is in the future, it has nothing to do with him in the eyes of outsiders. In this way, Wei Renpu is indeed a gentleman, and there is almost zero reward in this matter.

After thinking about it, Sun Yue knelt down and said, "Students pay homage to Wei Xiang."

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On the other side.

Sun Chunming took Zhao Guangmei and some excellent ingredients and wine to Murong's mansion.

Zhao Guangmei said coquettishly: "Brother Murong."

Murong Yanqing also patted his head docilely, greeted Sun Chunming, and greeted them and sat down.

Speaking of which, Murong Yanqing and Zhao Guangmei are so familiar with each other, not entirely because Murong Yanzhao is an important official. In fact, the Murong family and the Zhao family were originally family friends. Murong Yanzhao's father Murong Zhang and Zhao Kuangyin's father Zhao Hongyi are good brothers. The two families live very close, so the children of the two families are naturally very close. Since childhood, these brothers of the Murong family have brought the Zhao family's younger brothers to play with each other, and Zhao Kuangyin is no exception.

Because of this relationship, with Zhao Guangmei's recommendation, Sun Chunming and Murong Yanqing quickly became familiar with each other. Sun Chunming said: "I know that the general's family has no shortage of anything. For ordinary people, I want to thank General Murong for his actions today that he could not come up with anything decent. Only the skill of this kitchen is quite good. I also brought some home-made wine. If the general doesn't dislike it, I will personally cook for the general in a table of wine and food. How many cups will I drink with the general?"

Zhao Guangmei said: "Brother Murong, uncle of the Sun family is very good at cooking. My second brother's family and the imperial chefs in the palace are learned from him. On weekdays, uncle never cooks, even if he wants to eat, he can't eat it."

Murong Yanqing laughed and said, "Brothers are intent. Since that's the case, I'll be disrespectful."

"It should be, it should be."

After saying that, Sun Chunming took the things into the kitchen, got busy, and guided the chef of the Murong family.

The taste of the Song people is similar to that of Huaiyang cuisine. They like to eat sweet and sour foods. Therefore, in a short while, Sun Chunming made a dish of crab noodles with lion heads, one pickled and fresh, one boiled dried shreds, and a dish of squirrel mandarin fish and oil-burned river shrimp, all of which were things that the Song Dynasty had never heard of.

After cooking, he came out to see Murong Yanqing's wife and children, but he didn't see him. He just started to eat. While eating, he introduced the characteristics of the dishes.

He took out the wine and introduced: "General Murong, these are several small wines brewed at home. Do you want to try it? Which one is used to drinking it?"

As he said that, Sun Chunming took out his precious brews, including the favorite sweet wine and rice wine of the Song people, some of his improved white wine and fruit wine, and even the rum and beer he made.

Murong Yanqing ate the dish first, then his eyes shimmered, and he praised repeatedly: "Okay, okay, good, exquisite, really exquisite. Brothers really have nothing to say about this skill."

After drinking another sip of wine, he drank the white wine modified by Sun Yue, which was 9-steamed and eighteen-brewed. He sprayed it out with a sniffle, his eyes were burning red, but he still said, "This wine is so powerful."

"This wine is indeed a bit strong. The general tastes this. This is my exclusive skill. I can't drink it outside." As he said that, Sun Chunming pushed the beer in front of Murong Yanqing.

In fact, brewing beer is not complicated. Sun Chunming also brewed himself in his previous life. Hops were not a difficult thing to buy in the Song Dynasty. It was just that the cost could not be reduced and it could not be brewed on a large scale. The shelf life was very short and only about ten days, so it could only be used by restaurants and could not make a fortune with it.

Of course, this simple brewed beer is definitely not comparable to that of later generations, but for these ancients, at least this novel taste made Murong Yanqing widen his eyes, and drank a big bowl in one gulp, and praised it continuously.

"Brother, with this skill, why don't you open a restaurant?"

Sun Chunming smiled and said, "But he has this plan. He plans to take pictures of Fengle Tower next month."

Murong Yanqing smiled and said, "Fenglelou? What a guy, brothers are doing a big deal. With brothers' skills and wine, they will definitely make a fortune in the future!"

"But there was a reluctant request."

"Oh? Brother, come on."

"Because this Fengle Building is a big deal, I'm a little nervous recently. I wonder if Brother Murong has any extra money. I'm going to invest some of it to help me. I'm going to use 30% of Fengle Building to exchange for your 100,000 yuan?"

"Brother means... want me to invest?"

"yes."

"Hiss~This..."

Murong Yanqing couldn't help but hesitate when he heard this. In fact, Fengle Tower, as the tallest building in Kaifeng, is worth at least one million yuan. 100,000 yuan for 30% of the people, and doesn't care about anything. To be honest, this is not called borrowing money, but it is called elegant bribery. No wonder Brother Sun cooks and drinks today. He believes that with this wine and food alone, one hundred thousand yuan may be able to make a return in a few months.

However, now their family is a great minister, and he really doesn't care much about money. On the contrary, he is even more afraid that others will catch their handles, so he hesitated for a while and planned to refuse.

But just as he was about to speak, he heard a sick voice behind him saying, "Brother Sun is really good at making money. Our family has taken advantage of the fact that we have 100,000 yuan in Fengle Building. In this way, my Murong family will be disrespectful. If you have any trouble in the future, just come to my second brother."

Murong Yanqing turned around in horror, "Big...Big Brother?"

When Sun Chunming heard this, he quickly stood up and saluted solemnly, but saw the visitor wearing a very thick fox fur jacket, his face was sallow and his eyes were deep. He looked like smoking smoke, and he had to cough twice when he took two steps, as if the windbreaker would blow on someone.

The world's number one soldier, one person below ten thousand people, the palace inspector, the minister, Murong Yanzhao!
Chapter completed!