It was still dark, and Yang Deli got up early and he had to make tofu.

His bedroom faced Jia Ping'an, with two wing rooms. After coming out, he shouted: "Ping'an, get up and study."

Jia Ping'an is sleeping. This body is only fourteen years old and he is so sleepy!

"I'm endorsing the letter." Jia Ping'an responded and then fell asleep.

When he woke up, it was already dawn. Jia Ping'an rubbed his eyes, yawned, and lazily left the room to wash.

After breakfast, Yang Deli went to deliver tofu, and Jia Ping'an was walking around the village with a book.

Xu Jingzong had not come yet, but the village knew everything he should have known. The eyes of several girls were a little unclear, and one of them even stared at Jia Ping'an boldly.

The fourteen-year-old boy looks particularly immature. The adult standard for the Tang Dynasty was twenty-one, but this is just an official rule. In actual operation, a teenager over ten years old is a labor force.

Jia Ping'an touched his cheek and felt that he was quite handsome.

Birds chirping on the branches, several dogs wandering around lazily, and a group of chickens who don’t know who is raising are digging the soil...

The morning sun shines slightly hot and comfortable.

Jia Ping'an walked out of the fort gate and stretched.

On sunny days, without any goals, Jia Ping'an's mind was completely empty, and he thought this was really good.

In later generations, he needs to face all kinds of pressures, and here he just needs to live well. When no one mentioned the matter of the broom star gradually, he would marry a wife and have a few children...

He walked all the way, not far behind him, two men were approaching quietly.

One man whispered, "Is it a broom star?"

"It's him, I can recognize him if I burned to ashes!"

The sound was a little louder and was heard by Jia Ping'an in front of him. He was shocked and turned around and saw that there were two big men, so he ran to Yangjiawu without hesitation.

"Jia Langjun!"

The two big men behind were shouting, chasing them while shouting.

Do you dare to underestimate your speed?

Jia Ping'an had a group fight while having lunch in his previous life. Both sides of the red-eyed side attacked when they saw someone. He was watching the fun and affected the fish in the pond and ran away. The two drunk men behind could not even see the backs.

"Jia Langjun!"

Until he returned home, Jia Ping'an seemed to be able to hear the shouts.

"Is this trying to kidnap?" Jia Ping'an felt that his situation was a bit dangerous, "This Tang Dynasty is very dangerous! You have to have the ability to protect yourself, so let's start practicing!"

He found a hatchet and started practicing in the yard.

"Strive to cut Huashan!" Jia Ping'an almost dodged to his waist.

"Raising the fire to burn the sky!"

"Sweep across thousands of troops!"

"Ping An, I'm back." Yang Deli came back. He put down the burden first, then lifted a small piece of mutton from it. "The butcher had to bargain with someone. He rubbed him for half an hour and kept his words speechless. Isn't this a little more..."

Seeing that he proudly picked up a piece of meat about the size of his index finger, Jia Ping'an was shocked: "That's all?"

What is the result of half an hour bargaining?

Yang Deli sighed: "Don't underestimate this piece of meat. Put such a piece of meat in a pot of vegetables, that's the mutton soup cooking, it's so delicious!"

Jia Ping'an was speechless, but Yang Deli was the main laborer in the family, so he could only say against his will: "My cousin is amazing."

"That's it." Yang Deli was quite proud, and then said, "I met two merchants outside the fort before, saying that I was chasing you but I didn't catch up. They wanted to take the white jade tofu to sell it in Chang'an, but the white jade tofu was smelly when I got it in Chang'an, so I wanted to get more and use ice to get it to Chang'an. Hey! Ping'an, what are you doing with your hatchet? Could you chop firewood? Just, I've chopped a bunch of them yesterday, but I don't need it."

Jia Ping'an was speechless with the hatchet, and then smiled dryly: "Yes! I'm going to chop wood. Although there are a lot of it, it's always good to chop more."

He took a hatchet to chop wood, but he was unlucky since he was a child and had never worked much. Later, he went to learn farming and almost broke his instep with a hoe, thus becoming an idle person.

But Jia Ping'an in his previous life was not an idle person, and he would do more things.

He simply got a wooden stick, then got two big stones with similar weight and tied them to both ends, and then started practicing.

After practicing a set of equipment, Jia Ping'an was sweating all over and went to take a shower.

His body was a little bit thrust, and the flesh on his arms was very thin. However, the only benefit was that his recovery ability was too strong. After only half an hour, his body was full of energy.

"Ping An." Yang Deli came back from carrying water. He poured the water into the water tank and said, "I forgot. When I bought tofu in the morning, a businessman named Liu Jia said something... He said that the white jade tofu was delicious when it was cold and delicious, and the others were not delicious, so it would not be sold at no cost. Several other merchants also started to make a fuss, saying that we should reduce the price of white jade tofu a little."

"Liu Jia, it's the businessman who squatted outside the fort gate last time." Jia Ping'an was stunned and then said, "This is not a big deal, but cousin, have you agreed?"

"How is that possible!" Yang Deli said with wide eyes: "I'm a handful of rice that can be eaten for two days, just rely on them? I wish I could raise the price, lower the price... I don't even think about it!"

Jia Ping'an thought about it, but this problem needs to be solved, "Didn't you say that white jade tofu can still be fried?"

Yang Deli said helplessly: "Those rich people... they said they don't know what cooking is. The fried rice you made last time is so delicious, so I won't." He said worriedly: "If this continues, our white jade tofu will become more and more difficult to sell."

If you can only mix it cold, for those rich people, such ingredients are naturally nothing, and it is just a strange thing.

Jia Ping'an sighed, and Yang Deli felt cold, "What? No?"

"Have peace of mind." Jia Ping'an thought for a while and simply went out to buy it himself.

He went all the way to the market in the county town. As soon as he entered, he met a man who knew him in the village next door.

The man's eyes were wide open and his face turned pale, "The broom star is here!"

All eyes in the market were cast, and then the crowds dispersed.

"Run!"

In an instant, most people were missing in the market, and the rest were very nervous, far away from Jia Ping'an.

So afraid of me? Jia Ping'an said helplessly: "I just want to buy something."

The broom star also needs to have a meal. If you don’t sell things, then I will get it myself!

Everyone did not respond. After a long time, a man with worn-out clothes said, "What do you want to buy? Give some five cents to buy it for you."

"Smell!" Yang Deli praised: "Ping An, the book is really as you said... What golden house is there, and the little lady?"

"Yes." Jia Ping'an said, "Cousin, why don't you learn too?"

Although he does not agree with linking reading with the official position of a beautiful woman in money, it cannot withstand the cost of studying in this era is too high, and there is no temptation. Who is willing to study?

If you say that studying can make sense... Living these days is happiness. As for the truth, the truth passed down by our ancestors is enough for those people to use.

Yang Deli nodded, and Jia Ping'an taught him to read...

...

On this occasion of the college entrance examination, Master Jia and Yang Deli, the king of luck, wish the students a success in the Toad Palace.
Chapter completed!