Chapter 158 Reward

Lilac writes it out.

Tao Weng shook his head and said, "The writing is good, but the closing stroke lacks strength..."

Tao Weng personally held Ding Xiang's hand and wrote it again.

"Write again."

Ding Xiang wrote it again, and it was really better.

With the master's step-by-step guidance, the effect will be different.

The two wrote for more than two quarters of an hour in the study. Tao Weng was very satisfied with Ding Xiang's performance. When I see Lilac, I glance at the quill from time to time, knowing that she likes it.

Tao Weng handed the quill and pen holder to Ding Xiang, "Take it if you like it. If you behave well in the future, I will reward you."

Lilac was flattered.

Fate, wonderful beyond words. Her biological father's things came into her hands without any warning.

Ding Xiang smiled so brightly that she took the pen and said, "Thank you Tao Weng, I will work hard..."

In order to win another reward, it is best to reward me as a disciple... Then wouldn't I become Xun Sihai's junior sister?

Lilac is looking forward to that day.

The old lady woke up.

Ding Xiang went over to chat with the old lady for a while, and then started reading "Three Kingdoms" again.

When she returned home in the evening, Lilac was unusually low-key and did not show off the golden quill pen, but locked it in the desk drawer.

When no one was around at night, Lilac took out a pen and wrote a few lines on the paper and drew two pictures.

Because it has a gold barrel, it feels a bit like a pen from a previous life when I hold it in my hand. Writing and drawing have a special feeling, as if I have returned to my previous life.

In the future, if the nib of this pen is worn out, I will make a new one and put the gold barrel on it.

In early July, the pavilion built by Tao Weng for his deceased mother was completed.

The pavilion is octagonal, with green tiles and red pillars. It is surrounded by flowers and is named "Huiye Pavilion". There is also a stone tablet erected next to it. The inscription details how Tao's mother endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden to confess Tao Jinshi...

This has also become a famous landscape at the foot of Fu Mountain.

Villagers enjoy the cool air and passers-by have a rest. They are all willing to sit inside.

The apples on the Ding family’s apple tree have grown to the size of a small fist. A total of twenty-one apples were harvested this year, twelve more than last year, and there will be more next year.

The forging workshop of "Baotie" was moved in, and the research team headed by Ding Zhuang was still stepping up trial production.

The ratio of molten iron to rare earths is difficult to control, so the craftsman proposed to trial the annealing technology first, and it has been trial-produced.

Even without adding rare crystalline earth to the molten iron, the quality of the iron tools has improved a lot because of this additional step, and the resulting farm tools and knives have become very popular.

Ding Changdao was overjoyed and determined that the iron with rare crystalline earth would be more refined and better.

Ding Xiang became more familiar with Tao Weng and his wife. Although the old man did not explicitly accept Ding Xiang as his disciple, he patiently guided her.

She also found many books by Xun Sihai in the bookcase.

He has six books on weather, military, and arithmetic, and co-edited many works.

"Elemental Geometry" volumes one to four. Tao Weng said that Xun Sihai lost interest before he finished compiling this set of books and ran off to do other things.

Xun Qiandai was "playing" and studying at the same time, and he was still able to win the first prize at the age of eighteen, mostly due to the guidance of Ye Tao Weng, the then Secretary of the Imperial College.

Tao Weng loved and hated Xun Qiandai. He felt that his hobbies were too mixed, touching everything and failing to achieve the ultimate in everything. If you concentrate on studying a certain profession, even if you cannot be a good prime minister, you will become a top master like Sun Bin or Zhang Heng who will last forever.

Ding Xiang has lived two lives, received systematic education for more than ten years, and was a top student in her previous life. She has to admit that she is not as good as Xun Qiandai in many aspects, including IQ.

Of course, Xun Qiandai's emotional intelligence must not be high, otherwise it would be impossible to raise a daughter for others without knowing it.

After getting along with each other for a period of time, the old lady likes Dingxiang even more. When there is something delicious, she always saves a portion for her to eat when Dingxiang goes. He also likes to hold her in his arms and call her "meat" and "liver", which is even more disgusting than grandpa, father and mother.

The old lady must have called her grandchildren this before.

Ding Xiang went back and made it a joke. Ding Zhuang's nose turned even redder with jealousy, and he said angrily, "I have never called Xiang Xiang like that."

Ding Lilai smiled and said, "If you're not convinced, just call it that."

His little eyes were full of provocation, and he was particularly worthy of a beating.

Ding Zhuang slapped his face and mouth, but he was still embarrassed to shout out, so he slapped Ding Lilai with his backhand.

"I'm going to do your damn thing if you don't tell me."

It was rare for Ding Li to be praised, which made Ding Liren really excited for a while.

Seeing Grandpa's nose that was a lot redder, the smell of cloves was dull. As long as grandpa works overtime at Baotie, he will definitely treat the craftsmen to drinks at night. Three drunkards get together and drink several kilograms of wine in one drink.

She repeatedly asked, "Grandpa can't drink any more, his nose is almost red."

Ding Zhuang agreed happily, but he still drank it.

The family also received a letter and a package from Ding Lichun. Qian Lei sent someone to deliver a letter to his parents, and Ding Lichun borrowed the light to send it back.

Ding Lichun said that he was very good in the military camp and was appreciated by the peak. He practiced martial arts diligently during the day and continued to learn strategies at night...

The package contained a pound of dried sea cucumbers, a pound of dried shrimps, and a few pearls bought for my mother and sister.

The only thing that worries Ding Xiang is that Fei Feiyue went on a cross-country trip with Wanxin and has not returned for more than a month.

She didn't dare to dream about where Meng Feifei was. I dreamed about Aunt Jin once, and I dreamed about it once when it rained. Although I didn’t dream about anything, I don’t know if it counts as an indicator. If you count, there is only one time left this year, and she is afraid that something will happen to her again.

At noon on the ninth day of the lunar month, the Qian family sent ten coconuts. They were brought back by the escort agency from Qiongzhou as a pledge.

This thing made Ding Xiang happy for a long time.

Seven years after arriving in Da Li, this was the first time she saw coconuts.

She didn't particularly want to drink coconut water, but she wanted to eat coconut milk.

In previous lives, people liked to add grated coconut whether they were making Chinese or Western desserts. The rich aroma of coconut was intoxicating.

Coconut paste is very easy to make.

Ding Xiang found three yellow coconuts, poured out the water, smashed the coconuts, then peeled off the outermost shell, cut off the fur, and what was left was the white coconut meat.

Wash the coconut meat and cut it into cubes, put it into a stone mortar and add a little water and mash it. Mash it into pieces and put it into fine cloth, squeeze out the water, and you will have grated coconut. For easier storage, put the grated coconut into a pot and slowly dry it, then put it into a jar and seal it.

The coconut is white and sweet, and the whole yard is filled with a strong coconut fragrance.

The fragrance was so fragrant that Zhang and Ling'er sniffed.

Three coconuts yield nearly two kilograms of coconut paste.

Ding Xiang's theory is that she saw making coconut paste in an old book from the Tao family.

After dinner, Ding Zhao left a small gourd of coconut juice for Ding Zhuang to drink tomorrow, and the remaining two drank half a bowl.

The two young boys smacked their lips and said, "I'm indifferent."

They smelled the aroma all over the yard and thought how delicious the coconut water was.

They went into the west wing to study, and Ding Xiang, Ding Zhao, and Zhang sat in the yard talking and laughing.

When the red clouds in the west were about to completely recede, Lilac saw a big bird flying towards this side from the red clouds. The big bird looks like a black silhouette, with its big wings flapping powerfully.

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