"Yes." As a hunter, Liu Erqian nodded immediately, "Uncle Er's family asked for three pounds of fat meat to refine oil, and the skin was scraped on the table."

"Miaoji!" The little fat man smiled and said, "You might as well go and get it!"

Liu Erqian turned around and ran out a few steps, then moved back, "Third brother, those flesh skins..."

But the mother next to her sighed, took out more than a dozen cents and stuffed them into the hands of the two badgers.

"Just come!"

Although the skin is not worth much, it cannot be given for free. With this dozen cents, it is easier for others to give it. Sure enough, not only did it bring back a lot of skin, but it also gave a piece of pork belly as big as a palm.

"If I have time, my mother washed the skin, it will be of great use."

"Okay." Although I didn't know what my son wanted to do, the woman still held the greatest love and provided him with as much convenience as possible.

Perhaps, the nineteen-year-old was also very curious.

After my mother washed the pig's skin, the fat man found that the firewood at home was also insufficient. Fortunately, this thing was not worth much, so each of my friends brought a bundle to solve the problem quickly.

Wash the pig skin and diced it, put it in a pot, boil it over high heat, and then boil it over medium heat to boil the pig skin; filter the boiled soup, and after cooling, the collagen rich in the pig skin solidifies itself, which is the skin jelly that is often eaten in later generations. The large amount of collagen contained in the pig skin can be converted into natural gelatin. Gelatin is the most important raw material for fat people to make jelly.

The process was very long. It was getting darker and the call from parents sounded in the village. I made an appointment to come back tomorrow, and my friends left one after another.

"My mother, it's still a long time to go and rest." The fat man lifted the cover and looked at it. Although the pig skin was ripe, it was still far from being cooked until it melted.

"Yeah, OK."

The basin was not used today, and it was taken back by my mother to wash up. The fat man ate half-full of milk again and fell asleep. My mother tucked the corners of the quilt for him and began to wipe the floor that was dirty by him.

Early in the morning, the fat man was gently awakened by his mother. He always slept until he woke up naturally, so why is the exception today?

"Wake up quickly, the clan leader will have a big exam today, so go to the ancestral hall quickly."

"Big Test? Clan leader?" The little fat man was stunned. By the way, in this era... has the clan already taken shape?

"There are many children in the clan, and those who choose good people go to school. They can't go quickly!" Putting on a long gown, the mother lifted the fat man up.

In this era, private learning flourished. Many scholars and scholars formed their own "jingshe" and opened their own disciples to teach their disciples. Learning the classics is the only way to become an official. There are so many students of the classics masters that cannot be accommodated. Some can get to the school to receive their karma, while others just have a name and call them the disciples, and they do not have to come to receive their karma in person.

Of course, whether it is "receiving karma" or "recording disciples", the apprenticeship fee is quite expensive.

It’s okay for the big family, but it is obviously impossible for the small family to let all the children in the clan go to study. Therefore, the big exam was said to be a big exam.

The little fat man was also very curious. They were all half-aged children, what would the patriarch take to take?

My mother was obviously very concerned about this. The fat man realized that he was lifted from the bed early in the morning to dress up himself.

After eating half a piece of sugar cake, my mother pushed him out of the door.

Looking back, I faced the hopeful gaze. The morning glow shone through the thick shade and scattered into dust. The outline of my mother was soaked in light, warm but not dazzling.

"My mother, don't remarry..." The little fat man whispered in a low voice and turned his head to walk towards the village.

The familiar friends also came out of their homes in a decent manner and walked towards the ancestral hall in groups of three or three. Bypassing a stone tablet with old traces and struggling to cross the high threshold of the ancestral hall, the little fat man found that the courtyard was filled with low tables. The ancestral hall of this era was different from later generations. Not only did the ancestral tablets be enshrined, but there was also a huge clan cemetery in the backyard. The little fat man was a little surprised, why there was such a large cemetery in Lousang Village? Or why was Lousang Village connected to the cemetery? But the sudden tense atmosphere in front of him made him have no time to think about it.

He took off his shoes and put on a straw mat, and knelt on the low table. There was nothing else on the table, only a bowl of water.

There is no pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Could it be that the question is this bowl of clear water?

Just as he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a light cough in front of the hall, and a crane-haired old man walked out slowly, with a gracious look around, and then said, "A hundred steps away from the village, there is a peddler selling pears. Each three-money piece, how many can I buy a hundred-money piece?"

Seeing many people dipped in clear water and writing and painting on the table, the fat man suddenly realized that this bowl of water was used.

"Why don't the Hong family move?" Just as the little fat man was stunned, the patriarch asked. His father's name was Hong. The Hong family obviously said that he was talking about the little fat man.

The little fat man was fighting against the gods and wondering whether he should answer.

"Your father died early and neglected to discipline..."

The little fat man rushes to the point of being lit. He suddenly stands up and bows to answer, "You can buy thirty and three pears, and Shang Yu has a single penny."

After saying that, the little fat man couldn't help but whisper: "The father and mother are here, and I have never had a day to express my life!"

The elders of the clan who were sitting beside him all changed their color and were about to scold him, but the old patriarch waved his hand to stop him: "The basket can be filled with eight, how many baskets are needed to fill it?"

"One of four baskets or one or five baskets."

"How to return home?"

"Can there be someone else in the pear selling office?"

“There are several children.”

"How much is it?"

"About three or five people."

"One person, one pear, help me go home!"

As soon as the words were finished, the needles fell in the hall were heard. Seeing that the clan leader was stroking his beards and silent, an elder stood up and scolded, "Why should we share four baskets of pears to five? If you can raise them, three will be enough!"

The little fat man defended his voice: "Don't worry about the lack of widows but the unevenness!"

The old patriarch smiled and said, "It's true, the master!"

The little fat man woke up and finished, and he performed so well.

"Let's wait outside the door." The old patriarch looked kind and knocked the fat man out.

The ancestral hall was surrounded by crowds watching the fun. Seeing the fat man hanging his head, he was the first to walk out. He immediately caused a lot of whispers.

"It's the son of the Hong family. Unfortunately, his father is a filial son at the age of twenty, but now he has a prodigal son..."

"My father died early. What can a woman know? Don't blame him!"

"What a pity, the huge house has already lost almost the same as a doghouse..."

"Silence, his mother is here..."

The little fat man looked up when he heard the sound and saw his mother tiptoed behind the crowd. He smiled and waved at his mother, everything was silent.

"Hey, look at his appearance, it seems that he can take the exam well?"

"I guess, otherwise why would you stay away?"

Soon, many dejected children came out one after another. The parents in the crowd blushed at this time and ran away without mentioning it.

And the little fat man's mother always stood there.
Chapter completed!