Chapter 50
Struggle in Ancient Times
âThank you, teacher, for helping my doubts today.â Liao Tingyu put away his paper with some questions written on it.
âItâs okay. If you have problem, just come to me.â Teacher Li waved his hand. He liked this student the best and Liao Tingyu always greedy of knowledge, âBy the way, bring me the poetry you have written these days. I will see it for you.â
Liao Tingyu nodded and took out a stack of papers, âThese are the things I made during my free time.â
Teacher Li looked at it one by one and stroked his goatee, âIt is a little better than before. You must have learned your weak points. Itâs not bad, although this wonât be the best but you can do it.â
âReally? When I wrote these, I thought a lot and there were thousands word inside my brain.â
âAlthough it wasnât bad, but you canât be complacent. You have to keep training to reach higher place.â Teacher Li tapped the table to teach Liao Tingyu.
âYes, I understand. I will definitely live up your reputation.â
On the way back, Teacher Li still held the papers in his hand. He stopped on a quiet place and said, âThis kid was good. Back then he couldnât do well but now his mind is expanding. Itâs a good thing, a good thing.â
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Once the class was over, Liao Tingyu went out to stroll around. He heard there was a sugar blower in the West Street, he had drawn a beautiful picture and wanted the person to make it a sugar figurine for him.
âHow is it, old man? Is this too difficult?â Liao Tingyu asked worriedly when he saw the old manâs expression.
âWell, young master, it isnât difficult but it would take a long time.â The old man looked at vivid painting and was reluctant to refuse it.
âIt didnât matter, as long as it can be done well. I will pay you more.â Liao Tingyu replied urgently.
Some students who came saw their teacher and winked at each other, âOh, thatâs Teacher Liao. I didnât know he actually like this kind of things.â
âWhatâs the matter? It is just a snack, no one would dislike a candy. Maybe teacher made it for others.â A chubby child replied in a low voice.
âIt is also possible.â A child next to him agreed.
A voice suddenly came from behind them, it was a student with higher grade âI said you are the new students, so you didnât know. The painting obviously drawn by Teacher Liao. His painting style was different from others and easily recognized.â
âThen, why teacher didnât teach us about painting?â the chubby child asked.
âWell, I donât know. But this man is good everywhere. You should study hard under him.â This man was the former classmate of Liao Tingyu. Although he didnât pass the exam but these people are Liao Tingyuâs students so they were his little nephews in term of seniority.
âDoes teacher like candy?â a student in yellow clothes asked.
âHe didnât like it but he loves spicy foods.â The man thought about their dinner time in the past and said certainly.
âOhhâ the child was disappointed with the news.
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Liao Tingyu waited for an hour for his candy to be done. Well, the craftmanship was really good, he was satisfied, âOld man, your business is good. You must pass it down on your descendant. This could be a treasure of our people.â
The old man didnât understand his word but he still smiled, âIt will be passed down. My son has already learned it. I will teach him more.â
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âIs this sugar candy?â Huang Zilan asked in surprise while holding it.
âThis looks so good and beautiful.â Xiao Liu praised happily.
âHe is really powerful.â Huang Zilan said while holding the candy.@@novelbin@@
Note
I wish I knew how the candy looked likeeee⦠shame it wasnât written. Well, if I could guess it, itâs probably a dragon or an animal. Rabbit or cat, yeah something cute and lifelike.