vstars Chapter 426 Wang Family
Chapter 426 Wang Family
Previously, Wang Yang questioned the impartiality of the teacher at the provincial school. Although he did not say it explicitly, he was definitely unhappy.
He was not able to teach a student who was not questioning what he was taught at the provincial school.
Qin Yan also looked at him indifferently. It was this indifference that made Wang Yang feel despised.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I am convinced and willing to fulfill my bet with Qin Yan."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.
It was a rare thing for Master Wang, the only son of Pan Wang Tong, to drop out of school.
Many people in the government school were secretly watching the fun.
I want to know if this person will regret it, or if the prefectural society will keep him, or if Lord Wang will come to visit?
Instead, the other party involved, Qin Yan, returned to the classroom calmly.
Take out a book and immerse yourself in it quickly.
When the classmates saw this, they were quite speechless. They wanted to go up and ask, but they upset Wang Yang.
Do you have the feeling that the winners are the kings and the losers are the bandits?
But seeing the other party's appearance, they couldn't speak.
Forget it, I’d better study hard. I’ve only been in Class C1 for less than a month and I’m already ranked sixth.
If they don't work harder, they will be left far behind.
Wang's house.
As soon as Wang Yang returned, he was called to the study.
"Snapped!"
Wang Tongpan, dressed in a blue brocade robe with a jade pendant at his waist, looked elegant and honest, but at this moment, his face was ferocious. He slammed his palm on the table and angrily scolded with a stern face, "I told you earlier that Qin Yan was the top judge in the prefecture and extremely talented. You thought you were a little clever and chose to provoke him, and now you've been humiliated!"
"You've embarrassed me!"
Wang Yang lowered his head and said nothing.
There was gloom in his eyes. His father had said that Lord Lin was very optimistic about Qin Yan and was interested in taking him as his disciple.
Their Wang family came from a poor family, and only this branch was in officialdom.
If nothing unexpected happens, Wang Tongpan will have to stay in this position of Tongpan of Huai'an Prefecture for the rest of his life.
For the long-term benefit, let him become a disciple of Lord Lin so that he will have someone to support him in his future career.
Then of course we have to get rid of the stumbling block - Qin Yan.
"What's with that expression on your face? Are you not convinced?" Wang Tongpan became even angrier when he saw the resentment in his son's eyes.
He picked up an inkstone and threw it at him.
"Plop!"
The inkstone fell in front of Wang Yang and broke into two pieces.
"Bang!" The door of the study was pushed open heavily, and Old Mrs. Wang came in anxiously, supported by someone.
"What are you doing? Why are you scaring a child? Yangyang has been weak since childhood. If you scare him, I will fight you to the death."
Old Mrs. Wang looked distressed and protected her grandson behind her.
Wang Tongpan felt a headache. What did he mean by risking his life? His grandson was his biological son, so his son was not?
"Mom, I taught my child to stay out of my way. Look at what you've done to him. Cheng Yunzhi was a promising young man that our family had nurtured and supported for years, but he ruined his future with just one bad move..."
Old Mrs. Wang interrupted angrily, "It's ruined, so what? No matter how good the seedling is, it's not as important as my grandson."
Wang Tongpan was choked. Is this what he was angry about?
What made him angry was that his son lost not only his wife but also his army, and now he himself was forced to drop out of the provincial school.
This will really become a joke in Huai'an Prefecture!
"If you ask me, it's the teachers at the prefectural school who are ungrateful. You're an official after all. Go and teach them a lesson and support Yangyang." Old Lady Wang was a little displeased. "Yangyang is still young, and his arguments with others are just personal. The teachers should have stopped him. How could they have tolerated him?"
"And Qin, a peasant, you could have handled it with just a little effort, but you insisted on making Yangyang dirty your hands."
"If you ask me, this is all your fault. You didn't make good arrangements for Yangyang."
Wang Tongpan was filled with rage. In the end, it was his fault?
But no matter how much he was dissatisfied with his mother, he had to suppress it.
He said with a serious face: "Mom, I understand. I will take action."
He glanced at his son, who was bowing his head and pretending to be obedient, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, just stay home honestly for the next few days and don't go out and embarrass yourself."
Wang Yang hesitated a little: "Dad, Lin Bosheng's poetry will..."
"Why are you still thinking about a banquet? With your current reputation, are you going to embarrass yourself?" Wang Tongpan couldn't help but scold, and then gritted his teeth and said, "You don't have to rush. Qin Yan can forget about becoming your disciple."
"Yes."
Wang Yang responded in a low voice and helped his grandmother out the door.
Old Mrs. Wang comforted her grandson: "Yangyang, don't worry, let your father worry about it. Yangyang has lost weight due to exams these days, so it's just right for him to replenish his body."
In the study, Wang Tongpan listened helplessly.
Qin Yancai came home from school when Qian Fengping had just baked a pot of egg tarts and a pot of egg yolk pastries.
The egg yolk pastry is a new product this time. It is small and exquisite, with a golden and crispy crust and sesame garnish. It has a solid and sweet taste when you take a bite.
Qin Yan tasted one and smiled: "Mom, your cooking skills are getting better and better."
"The oven is still more useful." Qian Fengping said as she wrapped up the two snacks.
"A few days ago, your father sent a message to the owner of Juxianglou, saying that he wanted to discuss cooperation on new products, and the appointment was made today. Coincidentally, the owner is also in the capital."
"I'll go meet someone later."
It’s a normal new product, so the boss doesn’t need to check it.
But this time, both the egg tarts and the egg yolk pastry involved an oven. Qian Fengping and his wife were no fools, and they knew that the oven construction method was different and naturally required a certain skill.
If you want to cooperate with egg tarts, you need to hand over the method of setting up an oven.
Qian Fengping was reluctant at first, but Fang Tong persuaded her that if she didn't hand it over, she would be the only one to make new products in the future.
How tiring would that be? And we still can’t supply the goods.
Since we have cooperated, we will hand it over, but it is not given for free. Further cooperation is needed, and the profit distribution also needs to be adjusted.
Because of this hesitation, plus the delay in contacting the employer, she still hasn't delivered the egg tarts to the cake shop.
"Mom, let me go with you." Qin Yan said.
Qian Fengping shook her head: "Don't worry, your mother won't suffer any loss. You two children are getting better and better, and your parents won't hold you back."
Seeing her confidence, Qin Yan did not insist.
He only said that the results would be announced today, he ranked sixth, and Wang Yang had already dropped out of school.
Qian Fengping was delighted: "My son is amazing! When I come back, I'll make roast duck for you!"
That’s right, roast duck is also made in the oven. Brush it with honey, then bake some pancakes and add some green onions, etc., and eat it rolled up. It’s so fragrant.
"By the way, second uncle, I'll have to trouble you to take Zhizhi today." She reminded.
Fang Yin nodded. He was very reliable in doing things.
He drove to pick someone up.
Today, Fang Nanzhi is at the Prince's Mansion.
In the past, acupuncture for the prince was always performed at noon, but a few days ago, the old doctor Zhou changed the prescription and the acupuncture time was adjusted to the evening.
It is said that it can help stimulate the medicinal properties.
The maid brought a basin of water. Fang Nanzhi washed her hands seriously with a tense face.
Then he took out his needle bag.
That's right, after observing and learning for such a long time, and trying out needles on Shi Junyan every few days, the old doctor Zhou felt that his apprentice was already able to become independent in acupuncture.